Haven .|. H. J. POTTER✔

Chapter nine

"Mr Potter," Professor McGonagall said as she browsed through the pile of timetables in her arm for the entire Gryffindor house. "Mr Potter, Mr Potter ... Ah, here you are," She took out a piece of parchment with the list of classes he was going to take and then an empty piece of parchment which she laid next to the other on the table, right next to Harry's plate. "I will see you in my class in about fifteen minutes,"

Harry watched as Professor McGonagall tapped her wand on the empty piece of parchment and watched as his timetable for the week appeared. He was glad it didn't look as full as Hermione's. 

Professor McGonagall moved on to Dean just as Harry eyed the doors to the Entrance Hall again. In just fifteen minutes their first class started and Haven hadn't been down for breakfast yet. The only reason Harry noticed was that he wanted to ask her where she went. He was curious about it - and not in a Ravenclaw way, he told himself when he remembered what Haven said two nights before. 

At last, he saw Haven hurrying around the corner and quickly moving towards the Hufflepuff table behind Harry. She had put her hair in a ponytail and discarded her robes appearantly. The white blouse required for the school uniform was on full display instead of hidden beneath the thick robes and her yellow and black striped tie was clearly done in a hurry. It was still very hot outside so Harry assumed that was why she decided for a lack of robes. The only thing that Harry could focus on was how she had her sleeves rolled up just above her elbows which in some way accentuated the muscles in her upper arms.

He really should ask her if she played Quidditch. 

Haven sat down on the edge of the Hufflepuff table, right behind Harry. She put some jam on a toast and hurriedly stuffed her face with it, clearly realising she was quite late.

"Haven?" Harry called her name. 

She turned around on the bench so she faced Harry. Her eyebrows were raised whilst she tried to swallow the big bite she took. 

"What's up?" She managed to bring out. 

"Did you eventually managed to get to sleep?" Harry tried the subtle approach instead of straight-up asking her why she went to the Room of Requirement. He'd have to explain how he knew and he wasn't really planning on telling anyone about the Marauder's Map. 

"Yeah, fine," Haven nodded before taking another bite. "Why?"

"Just curious," Harry said with a slight smirk on his face. "What time did you sleep?"

"Around two,"

Harry was a little caught off guard. He didn't expect her to be so honest with him. 

"Around two?" Harry asked surprised. 

"Yeah, it's why I slept in," Haven told him as if it was the most normal thing in the world. 

"Right," Harry said with a slight frown as Haven continued to munch on her toast. "So - er - did you stay in the common room the entire time?"

The second that sentence left his mouth he wanted to punch himself. He really couldn't be any more obvious that he knew she went somewhere that night. He might as well just tell her he has a map of Hogwarts designed by his father and his three friends when they were still in school. 

Haven paused and looked at him with a frown. She was definitely onto him. 

"Why would you want to know that?" She inquired suspiciously just as Hannah handed her the timetable Professor Sprout dropped off for her earlier. She took it and averted her suspicious glance from Harry to the piece of parchment before back at Harry.