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I'm afraid of waking up to a world where you see, and I am not what you saw.
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The date of Slughorn's dinner party came by quickly.
Addy and Harry were dressed well for the event, waiting for Hermione to join them before they would leave the common room.
And Harry just couldn't stop looking at her skirt.
He was leaning against the arm of the couch behind him, biting his lip as his gaze travelled up her legs.
Addy, meanwhile, was rolling her eyes as she smacked the back of his head.
"You just can't keep your eyes off of me, can't you?" she questioned, half annoyed and amused.
"How can I when you're the hottest person in the room?" he grinned woozily, transferring his stare up to her face.
"Compliments won't get you anywhere, Potter."
Harry pouted, "So I can't compliment my dearest girlfriend out of the kindness of my heart?"
"We both know this isn't out of the kindness of your heart." Addy scoffed, "You just want to get some head-"
"Merlin please!" Ron bellowed sulkily from the couch, "Just because you two shagged doesn't mean you get to make those jokes in public."
"Don't worry, Adds. He's just bitter that no one laid him yet." Harry said darkly in irritation as he casted a glare at him.
Ron shrugged, "Well at least I'm no longer single. What me and Lavender have is special."
Harry shared a look of exasperation with Addy, already appearing bored to have heard of his friend's new relationship.
It was all either Ron or Lavender would talk about. Addy didn't mind the two dating, but it was tiring hearing the same phrases slip from their mouths repeatedly.
"Oh, there's Hermione." Addy said to Harry, motioning towards the exit of the girl's dorms where she had appeared, "Let's go."
He nodded quickly, his eyes flickering over to Ron uneasily and back to Hermione.
Obviously the two were not on speaking terms, and Addy and Harry were walking on thin ice around them. It was a dangerous task.
The couple left Ron seated on the couch, just as Lavender passed by, meaning that they were dodging a bullet with leaving.
Hermione had been deliberately not looking in the direction of the Weasley, her deep frown turning into a faint smile at the sight of them approaching.
"Ready to go?" Harry asked, sneaking an arm around Addy's waist mischievously in the process.
