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It's 7th Year and It's Crazy
Chapter 8
October 25
Dear Diary,
Operation Get Harry Out of Drag, or G.H.O.O.D complete. Subject Harry: status, sage. In other words, my boyfriend is safe and sound. How did we do it, you may ask? Simply Luna. As you know, Luna is a Ravenclaw, so we had her do a bit of snooping around Ravenclaw Tower, and BAM, she found Harry. Apparently Harry was being held in a sort of "Chamber of Secrets" of sorts. Except this is called, "Raven's Heart." Maybe that's why he wasn't on the Marauder's Map, and yes, I did check! So Luna did a bit more lurking in the corners and she found that there were 10 girls holding him hostage. 4 Ravenclaws and 6 Hufflepuffs. Just to name a few, there's Sarah, Brooke, and, of course Christie. So we got Luna to get the password, and that night we went in. Poor Harry was looking a little worse for the wear. I couldn't help but laugh. You know the outfit Ginger Spice wears in SpiceWorld. This was about ten times worse. He was wearing way too much makeup, and his hair was a frenzy of pink barrettes. I have never felt sorrier for him, than just then. So now Harry is sitting in the common room drinking a cup of strong tea and removing his purple nail polish.
I finally told him that I loved him, and nothing could have been more perfect.
~Flashback~
We were walking back from Raven's Heart, and Luna and Ron had gone their separate ways. Harry somehow managed to make girl clothes look okay. I was holding his hand and thinking about the future. `What would our kids look like? I know I want them to have his eyes, but I love my nose. What should we name them?' I was totally lost in my thoughts. `I like the names James and Lily, but maybe that's too traditional. I mean can I really say I love you…'
"What?" Harry asked, stopping dead in his tracks. I blushed, had I really said that last part aloud?? I guess I had. Oh well, I better tell him now.
"I love you." I said, and then pressed my lips to his. It was intense and I could feel myself pouring my love into the kiss. `Fuck,, what if he doesn't love me?' I wondered, and then mentally slapped myself. `Hermione Granger, how can you think when you snog?"
We broke apart for a second, enough time for him to say the three sweetest words ever. "I love you." My heart absolutely melted and I felt my knees grow weak. We were in love.
~End Flashback~
*Sigh* I could do that over and over and over and over, and well, you get the picture.
Moving on, I'm done with my costume, and even Pansy Parkinson would have to admit that it is, as Ron says, "WICKED!" I absolutely love it! It's strapless and down to the floor. The satin is soft and silky, and I've embroidered gold thread into the bust. It's the most divine dress I have ever seen, and I'm going to wear it as I dance with my vampire prince. I must sound I bit foolish, I expect, but nothing has ever been so perfect. When I think about the party, all my troubles seem to melt away. Nothing could be better, except maybe seeing Christie's reaction when she finds Harry gone.
Love,
Hermione Granger
Rescue Expert, anytime, anywhere
Potter's Girl
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Christie's POV
OMG, you'll never like guess what happened. I was on my way back from supper, and I stopped in to see Harry, and he was gone! The nasty little slut Hermione had rescued him. How sweet, NOT! She makes me sick. How can she not see that Harry and I are meant to be together? I mean hello!!!! We look a ton better together than she does with him. But I'll show her. I'll show her what you get if you mess with Christina Elizabeth Rose Adams!!!!!! I am soooo game. Maybe I'll send our dearest Mione a nice surprise. I always love a good surprise. A viper might do the trick, but then, oh no, the Hero is going to save her. A spider's not bad enough either. She deserves something much worse. She has to DIE!!!! Not in the John Doe sort of way, not actually die. I mean die in the girl way. We all know that's a lot worse. Boys are so stupid sometimes! I mean why punch somebody to resolve an issue when revenge is so much sweeter? Us girls are slick, we're clever and witty, and more like Slytherins than they'll ever know. I can't ever risk Harry finding out. He'll throw a field day. He's so sweet and naive when it comes to these things. He actually thinks that I'm an innocent sweet girl. h yes, revenge is going to be so sweet.
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Harry's POV
*sings* Hermione knows, Hermione knows, let's say it together now, Hermione knows. I'm FREEE!!!!!! FROM THAT HELLHOLE!!!!! I have to admit that this nail polish is very sexy, OH NO, I'M THINKING LIKE A GIRL!!! AHHHHHHH. Just kidding, messing around a bit, though I wouldn't be surprised if I did think like that. You will never know how happy I was to see Mione walk into that room. All I could think was, "You're getting out of here!!!! Yippeeeee!!!!" Although the thought, "Does pink clash with my eyes?" did cross my mind. I'm not joking this time.
Author's Note:
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XOXOXO
SlaptheWhiteFerret
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