Wait.. what ? How was he playing with her hand that could be illicit sexual behaviour ? Seriously i dont know what to imagine here xD was he poking a finger trough her circled fingers or what ?

I take it your a business man.

Thanks for an awesome read!

very good, hope the weasels get a clue

In response to your note zero:

"Look up... look way, way up, and I'll call Rusty."

I remember that quite well from childhood, Making me, and others who recognize it, not only 'way too old' to be reading Harry Potter Fanfic (blame my wife), but also from Canada, probably Southern Ontario.

I enjoyed parts 1 & 2, let's see how part 3 goes.

Ron

marvelous ...

and very funny too _

"allowed him a quick kiss, on the lips. She didn't want to waste the good kisses out in the hall where no one would see them do it." - Hehehe.

"Harry spoke the password to the Fat Lady who was barely holding in a huge belly laugh." - Yay for the Fat Lady (who will, no doubt, rush along and inform the occupants of every other portrait in the whole of Hogwarts Castle of the new couple as soon as they got through the portrait hole!)!

"She was being cradled in his arms like a precious gift and there were sparks and flashes and fire dancing throughout her body, everywhere he touched her. Hermione had been wanting it and waiting for it for the better part of the last four years. Boys are so dense! It's a wonder that girls don't carry around Beater Bats to knock some sense into the boys." - Hehehe.

"Harry made his way between the selected chair and its foot rest while trying to figure out how to sit down and lay back without bumping Hermione." - "footrest" is one word.

"They were being stared at by the entire Common Room, some Gryffindors had even returned from their beds to watch." - Hehehe.

"Most had disbelieved the Lavender grape-vine as the gossip trail was called until they saw Hermione stretch out full-length while making a point of rubbing herself on him," - "grapevine" is one word.

"she slide all the way over Harry from his right to his left side." - "she slid".

"just like she had seen her mother do the night that her parents hosted a school reunion at their home and several of her fathers' old girlfriends wouldn't leave him alone." - "father's old girlfriends".

"he shivered with excitement. It wasn't until he saw Harry's robes perk up that he noticed he had the same problem, Neville turned and ran upstairs and into a cold shower, pyjamas and all." - Hehehe.

"Almost all the boys in the Common Room were now sporting serious hard-ons and the girls were busy comparing the trouser bulges." - Hehehe.

"as he fought a loosing battle with both his raging desire for the girl in his arms and with exhaustion." - "losing battle".

"Harry lifted himself up on one elbow to look. Little Ginny was partly on top of Ron and they were holding on to each other … "And me without a camera", thought Harry. Harry drank it all in, he would have to find a way to show this memory to Hermione; he knew it could be done. He didn't know how." - Hehehe.

"He found Colin Creepy (he meant Creevey) and asked him to take his camera down to the Common Room to get him a picture. Harry offered to pay for exclusive rights for the photo and negatives. He thought he might need a bargaining chip later." - Hehehe.

"he didn't mention any rules about your Bludgers. That all seemed to take a nose dive into the Quidditch Pitch last night though." "B…b…b…Bludgers …" she stammered as she looked down at her chest, "More like snitches," she continued, "Compared to some of the other girls …" "I'm not comparing you to any other girls, besides," he replied, "I'm good at catching snitches." He said, hoping it would get him out of a jam on size comparison. Hermione smiled" - Hehehe, I would say Harry got out of THAT jam safely.

"Mister Potter!" Minerva spoke with a commanding tone, "You have a meeting with Minister Fudge and the Headmaster in the Headmaster's office at one o'clock. Come to my classroom once you're finished with The Minister, Mr. Diggory and his wife would like to talk to you and thank you for bringing their son's body back." Harry agreed and Hermione asked permission to join him. Minerva answered, "I don't see any reason why you shouldn't be able to attend both meetings as well Miss Granger, They are however not public meetings." - Yay!

"Harry was ushered into the Headmasters' office," - "Headmaster's office".

"Fudge held out a white canvass sack with the Gringotts logo on it towards a dumbstruck Harry." - The fabric is "canvas"; "canvass" is what detectives in a crime procedural TV show do.

Nice spellwork there on that vile Ronald Bilius Weasley (though right now he makes me bilious), Hermione!

Poor Harry... It's not his fault such a wonderfully erotic thing happened to him. Blame a barmy fanfic writer for that. :) Great fic!

it's great

HeeHee! Like this one, too!

-RB

Heh, this was pretty funny, :)

Hot! i LOVE how Hermione claimed Harry! LOL And his freaking out, was SO funny!

POST MORE ASAP!

Love ya,

Sam

I can so see Harry hollering "It's not my fault!" in these situations. Poor boy is so out classed by Hermione in alot of things. Thanks for sharing this really good series of stories. I like your logic!

Your one shot is lasting really well and I couldn't be happier lol.

Poor Harry, I love Hermione but I'm starting to think she's evil. I'm waiting with baited breath till the next instalment.