Chapter 2 - The Meeting
Harry woke the next Saturday morning feeling very refreshed and rested. He wasn't surprised that Ron wasn't in bed; he was probably out with Adelle somewhere, snogging. He got dressed and headed down to the Gryffindor common room. Sure enough, he found Ron there along with Adelle, kissing. Harry shook his head and chuckled softly when he saw them and walked right behind the couch they were sitting on. He made a long and exaggerated clearing of his throat that made Ron immediately jump off of Adelle.
"Well, well, well," said Harry teasingly, "look at what we have here."
"Harry, don't ever do that again!" cried Ron, as he and Adelle managed to straighten out their clothes.
"Yes Harry," added Adelle. "You gave us such a fright!"
"Sorry," apologized Harry, "but I couldn't resist the moment." Ron playfully smacked Harry in the arm as Hermione came down from the girls' dormitories.
"What's going on here?" she asked in a Professor McGonagall sort of voice.
"Ron and Adelle were just -"
"Talking," Ron interjected. Harry quickly looked at him and gave him a puzzling look, but realized what was happening.
"Right," said Harry slowly. "They were talking… if that's what you call talking…" Harry mumbled the last part under his breath and got smacked in the arm by Ron again.
"What was that Harry?" asked Hermione.
"Nothing," said Harry as he rubbed his arm. Adelle spoke for the first time.
"Well I need to be going Ron," she said, looking slightly embarrassed. "I'll see you later?"
"Of course you will Dell," he answered, giving her a nod.
"Ok," she replied giving him a small kiss. Soon after, she was gone. Ron turned back to Harry and Hermione who were staring at him with astonished looks on their faces. They were however, slightly amused.
"What!?" he told them, holding his hands out to the side. Harry and Hermione turned toward each other at the same time and turned back to Ron at the same time.
"Nothing," they both replied in unison. Ron glared at the both of them for a moment, then dismissed the whole situation.
"Anyway, what's up?" Ron asked them.
"Well," started Hermione; she looked towards Harry for a bit, then back at Ron. "I need to say good morning to Harry."
"Ohhh," said Ron smiling. "I see. Well, I'll leave you two alone for now. There's something I need to do anyway. Bye!" He turned on his heel and walked out of the common room. They could hear his chuckling and mutter "Oh those two," as he walked out. Harry turned to speak to Hermione
"So what's up Her -" but he was cut off because she immediately embraced Harry and attacked him with a kiss. Harry was surprised by this, but immediately gave into Hermione's kiss. It didn't even start off passionately like it always did. It went straight into the aggression stage, as if they hadn't kissed in a century.
"Morning…Harry," Hermione moaned in between two kisses before going back full on into it. About a second later, they stopped kissing, with their foreheads touching, to catch their breath.
"Morning Hermione," Harry managed to say. He was gasping for air just like Hermione was then they immediately went back to kissing after Harry's statement. After awhile of smashing faces together, they stopped.
"Some way to say good morning," said Harry, still gasping for air.
"Yeah," replied Hermione, breathing at the same tempo as Harry was. "You'd be surprised at the dream that I had last night. When I woke up, I had to kiss you."
"Please Hermione, don't tell me the dream. Or I may be forced to do something that I may regret."
"Ok, I won't. But I will say that I've never been so hot in the morning in my entire life," said Hermione seductively. Harry gulped.
"Hermione please. Not now," he said, breaking out into a sweat.
"Ok fine," said Hermione, knowing that it would be best. "Besides, we have some sort of meeting with Professor Dumbledore."
"Both of us?" asked Harry, raising his eyebrows. "Why?"
"I have no idea," said Hermione. "I'm hoping that it has something to do with Head Boy and Head Girl duties."
"I hope you're right."
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After passing by the gargoyle after saying the password (doughnut holes), the two of them walked up the moving spiral staircase that lead them to Dumbledore's office. Harry knocked twice and there was an immediate answer.
"Come in you two," said a voice behind the door. Before walking in, Harry and Hermione looked at each other, wondering what Dumbledore could possibly want with them. They nervously walked into the office.
"Ah, Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger," said Professor Dumbledore, making movements with his hands to tell them to sit down. When they were seated, Dumbledore continued.
"I have been watching the both of you recently," he said. His sounded serious, like they had done something morally wrong. Harry felt the color drop from his face. His mind raced through thoughts about what he had done. Then he felt it, like being hit in the face with a brick. Professor Dumbledore probably saw the two of them showing excess public display of affection. They were both Head Boy and Head Girl and they were supposed to be setting an example for everyone, not showing what a love scene in a movie would look like. With any luck, Dumbledore was probably ready to strip them of Head privileges. He looked over at Hermione and the look on her face showed that she was feeling the exact same thing. She looked like she was ready to cry.
"Are the both of you quite all right?" asked Dumbledore, looking back and forth between the two over his half moon spectacles. "Are the both of you ill?"
"No," said Harry in a sick voice, "but I think that I'm going to be… fairly soon."
"Sorry Professor," added Hermione in a same sick tone as Harry, "Please…continue."
"Very well," he said. He had a gleam in his eye. "I have called the both of you here to tell you that your private dormitories have just about finished."
"Oh!" the both of them replied, feeling the color rise back into their faces.
"Yes," said Dumbledore, his eyes still gleaming. "The entrance to it is immediately too the left after entering the Gryffindor common room."
"But Professor," said Harry with a bit of a stutter. "I know the common room very well. And to the immediate left of the portrait is a brick wall."
"I am aware of that Mr. Potter."
"That can't be a room can it?"
Dumbledore smiled at him. "I will say, Mr. Potter, that I am impressed with how your mind works and your excellence in short term memory. Just remember Mr. Potter, that this is a magical school. The password is 'prime example'."
Hermione slapped Harry in the arm as if to say, 'how can you be so stupid!"
"You may both go and see it now, if you wish."
"Yes Professor," said Harry, rubbing his arm the Hermione had hit. Before the two of them had reached the door, Dumbledore called them again.
"Just a minute you two. I almost forgot," he said. The both of them turned around.
"There a few rules that I forgot to mention." The seriousness came back and was shown on his face. This got both of their attention once again.
"First, no one, by any means, is to go into that room other than you two. Second, everyone knows that there is a room for Head Boy and Head Girl, it's just that everyone doesn't know where it is. I trust that you two will keep that secret?"
They both nodded.
"Good," continued Dumbledore smiling, again with a gleam in his eye. "I knew I could trust the both of you. And third, due to certain circumstances, and the fortunate title you two have, I want you two to treat that room with respect."
"I don't understand Professor," said Harry, noticing a small smile in Dumbledore's face that soon faded. He stood up before speaking again.
"All I'm saying Mr. Potter, is now that you and Ms. Granger have become quite the couple here at Hogwarts and coincidently becoming Head Boy and Head Girl and obtaining its private room, I want you two to act mature and responsible in it and I don't want any…unnecessary activity…going on in there that will make me regret giving the room to you two."
Harry and Hermione both bushed scarlet at the same time knowing what Dumbledore was talking about, and giving him a look of understanding.
"I will, however, not tell you what you can and cannot do in that room as it now rightfully belongs to the both of you. I also know that since you two are in a very serious relationship, it will be hard to follow that last rule and I will let it slide slightly. I just want control. Do I make myself clear?" Professor Dumbledore said in a final way.
"Yes Professor," said Harry, still slightly red.
"There was a problem here years ago, Mr. Potter," added Dumbledore, "that involved your parents in a similar situation and almost getting them expelled. I do not want that happening again."
"Yes Professor," Harry said again.
"We understand," added Hermione.
"Very well," said Dumbledore. "You may now leave…and have fun you two,"
"Thanks Professor," answered Harry.