Annabel (A Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

Potions Class

Hey, guys! Well, as promised, here is the next chapter! Hope you like! Oh, and I have decided the name for my One Direction story! It will be called "Moviestar" because the main character is a famous actress (Not a real one, the character is actually based off of me). Anyways, enjoy!

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Annabel's POV

I burst through the portrait, tears still streaming down my face. It had to be a good four hours after cufew, so I didn't expect anyone to be in the common room as I bawled my eyes out. I wanted to be alone, but fate has never liked me.

"Anna, is that you?" I looked into the darkness- the only light source was coming from the fire place. There, seated on the couch was Harry. "What's wrong?"

"Harry? What are you doing up?" I ask, ignoring his question.

"I couldn't sleep," he replies simply, "Now, why are you crying?" He lead me to the couch and I told him what my father had said moments before- leaving out the part about Draco. "Oh, Annabel," he cooed quietly. Harry wrapped me up in a gentle hug as I cried into his shoulder.

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"Do you think we should wake them?" A male voice came from above me. I didn't want whoever it was to wake me! I felt so comfortable on this nice pillow. Wait! Did the voice say 'them'?

"No, Harry and Anna look so cute together!" squealed a feminine voice. Last nights conversation with Harry replayed through my head. Had I not gone up to my room? I took the next few seconds to take in my surroundings without my watchers know I was awake.

One of my hands were draped across- what I was assuming was- Harry's chest. My other hand was gripping something, maybe his hand? I also felt his arm around my waist. My pillow was moving up and down, so I am guessing it was Harry's chest.

"But, I'm hungry!" the masculine voice whined. Oh, Ron...

"Shush!" the girl voice hissed. That has to be Hermione, "You don't want to wake them!"

I could feel Harry stir under me. No! I am so comfortable! As he woke up completly, he tightened his grip on my waist and slightly sat up- he was careful not to move much because he thought I was still asleep.

"What's going on?" Harry asks sleepily.

"Sorry, mate. We didn't mean to interupt anything," Ron chuckeled lightly. I decided this time was as good as any to "wake up". I slowly moved my hand to my head as I sat up.

"Uh," I grumble quietly as I look around at the people around me. Hermione was seated on the armrest by our heads and Ron sat on the other end of the couch.

"Oh, Anna! We were just about to wake you!" Hermione said, giggling.

"What time is it?" I ask, trying to hide my blush.

"Um, 6:48," Ron states. My eyes widen a bit and I untangle myself from Harry, instantly missing the comfort of his warm embrace.

"Oh, no! I still have to shower!" I cry as I race up the steps to the girls' dorms. When I got into the room, I quickly dashed to the bathroom. After I showered, brushed my teeth, and straightened my hair, I ran to my luggage so I could change into my robes. When I was completely ready, I walked back downstairs to the common room. It was about ten till eight and I was super hungry. Hermione must have changed and stuff while I was in the bathroom because when I saw her, she was ready to go to breakfast. Harry and Ron must have already gone down to the Great Hall, because it was just Hermione waiting for me.

"Harry definitely likes you!" she states as we head down the corridors to the Great Hall.

"No, he doesn't," I state modestly, "I just had an... interesting talk with my father and as I was telling Harry, we fell asleep. No big deal."