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"You're probably allergic to the pollen that you got all over yourself." She reached for the little jar.
"I noticed you got the nice, sleepy flower to work with," he grumbled, unfastening the top of his robes.
Hermione stared at what his fingers were doing, then looked quickly away. "We had exactly the same type of flower, Ron. Only, I read the chapter on techniques for soothing aggressive plants, and you skipped it because it wasn't going to be on the test."
"Nice of you to give me a lecture when my skin's practically coming off -"
"Well then take your robes off and stop complaining!" Hermione retorted. She gasped slightly, and froze.
- Not a Last Resort (http://www.sugarquill.net/read.php?storyid=816&chapno=1) By Arabella.
So he sat down, in a seat facing the fire, the table between himself and Pansy. He kept his profile to her, and tried to ignore the sound of her continued, cheerful chattering. She could carry on a conversation quite well without his help.
He watched the fire. He stared into the heart of it, the purple ripples of color that streaked along the wood, trying not to think about how the surrounding orange flames brought other things to mind. No. Fire burned. One did not reach out for fire, no matter how mesmerizing. But he watched.Draco sat in silence, and watched the fire burn for a very long time.
- They're both from The More Is My Unrest.
(http://www.sugarquill.net/read.php?storyid=848&chapno=1) by Arabella and Jedi Boadicea.
God. Those quotes have me in tears ALL the time. And I'm not the person
to read D/G fics (it's not even D/G, actually - well, one-side D/G),
but I love Arabella's work, and I figured I just had to read it. It's a
Everything still didn't seem to fit. "So, uh...I'll be an escort or something?"
"Even better," Fred countered. "Didn't you hear? You're going to be the contestant."
Harry stared at Fred. Then, after a moment, he held both palms up. "Hang on. I think you're all a little confused. Do I have to put my pants down or something to make you see that I'm not a girl?"
It was all too much; it was killing him. Harry caught her hand in his before she could take his glasses off. She looked into his eyes questioningly—but the expression on her face suddenly turned into one of surprise.
The way she looked at him, it was as though his whole being was open to her, as though she could see him right through—what went on inside him, what he wanted, what he meant to do. The torches in the Great Hall were reflected in her eyes so that they looked like little orange pinpricks in pools of sepia. He wasn't able to take his eyes off them for a while.
When he was finally able to, he found himself mesmerized by another feature on her face. His gaze had fallen on her pink, full, slightly parted lips. Something warm wafted to his lips—then he realized it was her breath.
Harry slipped his fingers between Ginny's. They fit perfectly, her slender fingers between his larger ones. Using his other hand, he tucked several strands of her hair behind her ear. With his instincts as his only guide, he traced her jaw line with his thumb, finally resting on her chin. Her lips were right there, slightly parted, as though waiting.
This, he thought, was what he had wanted to do since Monday night.
The tips of their noses were almost brushing now. Watching her eyes, he leaned closer, waiting for consent from her.
She closed them.
And Harry closed the distance between him and Ginny.
Harry knew what was coming, but actually feeling it happen shocked him. He kissed her, tentatively at first—he felt the slightest pressure of Ginny's lips against his, followed by a sigh from her. He felt small tremors throughout his body. His eyes fluttered closed...and he kissed her again. And again. Light, intoxicating kisses on the lips, all of them.
Ginny stopped climbing the stairs. When she turned around, she was pinkish, and she had on that secretive smile again.
"I do love Harriet," she said softly. Then her smile widened. "But I love the boy she really is even more."
Those three are from Miss Hogwarts (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1106424/1/) by JennaMae.
Do I really have to say I love Miss Hogwarts? It is a
fantastic fic, and definitely worth the read. Really. I was on
the floor by the first two chapters. Hilarious, and very cute. You'll
enjoy it, I assure you.
Um, yeah, there are sooo many more, but I'm running out of time. Post yours too! I really wanna know 'em.
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