Me Hawwy (Being Rewritten In A New Version)

Chapter Seven

Harry and Draco walks down the cold corridor at around 8, Harry is getting tired but Draco insisted that it's the best time to find Halloween costumes.

"Dwaco, how wong till we finwd the costuwme?" Harry glanced tiredly up at Draco.

"Umm, I don't know bud, maybe half an hour?" Draco grinned down at Harry.

"Okay!" Harry smiled walking a bit more steadily now.

Draco was lost in thought at the moment, how could someone he had the hugest crush on; how could he now see him as a son?

They made their way out of Hogwarts in to the colder late night air, eighth years laughed as they made their way down to restaurants and bars, while Draco gloomily watched on kind of wishing he was one of them.

ᶠᴼᴿᴳᴱᵀ ᴵᵀ! ᵞᴼᵁ ᴴᴬᵛᴱ ᴴᴬᴿᴿᵞ ᴿᴱᴹᴱᴹᴮᴱᴿ?

And as he snapped out of it they were right at Zonko's.

"Here we are little buddy!" Draco smiled at Harry.

"Whoah! It's huwge!" Harry oohed and awed.

As they entered, they made their way to the extra large Halloween special section.

"So many costwumes!" Harry gawked.

"Yes! Now here are the 5 year old clothes! Are you five?" Draco tickled Harry.

"Yah!" Harry laughed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yah!!!" Harry laughed.

"Okay let's get shopping!" Draco smiled.

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Hermione sat at her bed in her dorm room.

ᴵ ᴷᴵˢˢᴱᴰ ᴾᴬᴺˢᵞ!

What was she thinking! But Hermione knew that was the single most best kiss ever, she had wanted it forever! Her lips were soft and delicate and yet lit her on fire.

ᵂᴱ ᴹᵁˢᵀ ᵀᴬᴷᴱ ᵀᴴᴵˢ ˢᴸᴼᵂ... 

Hermione felt her face where Pansy had cupped her hands when they kissed. 

It was still warm.

A week from today was Halloween... She decided that she would ask Pansy out to get butter beer on Halloween.

She stood up and checked her appearance combing back some of her crazy fuzzy hair, and smiled in the mirror. This is what she wanted all along! 

Her hatred for boys really wasn't that weird. 

(A.E: in this fanfic Romione isn't a thing and hope I didn't offend any lesbians! I didn't mean to btw! Continuing on.)

She quickly found Pansy sitting around the owls writing a letter.

"Who ya writing to?" Hermione asked.