《The second granger-Harry Potter》•the first task•
Advertisement
"Ophelia wake up!" Hermione insisted, tossing Ophelias clothing at her.
Ophelia groaned and glanced up at Hermione. She was already dressed and ready to go out the door.
"What's the matter?" Ophelia asked, rolling out of bed. She realized Harry's jacket was laying on her bed so she quickly threw her blankets over it so that Hermione couldn't see.
"They moved the date of the first task ahead." Hermione explained. "Some sort of complications with-"
"The dragons." Ophelia finished Hermiones sentence.
"There's dragons?" Hermione asked in disbelief. "That's dangerous! Harry won't be able to fight a dragon."
Ophelia shrugged and slipped on leggings. She pulled her shirt off quickly without thinking as she searched for her sweatshirt.
"OPHELIA TOPAZ GRANGER." Hermione shouted, rushing over to Ophelia.
"Hermione I'm in my bra what is the matter!" Ophelia scoffed, picking up her black sweatshirt. She then realized what Hermione was looked at.
"Who gave you those?" Hermione questioned, examining the hickeys Harry left on her neck and collarbone.
Ophelia pushed Hermione back lightly and pulled her sweatshirt over her head. She quickly brushed out her hair and put a beanie on over it.
"That's none of your business." Ophelia snarled, applying mascara to her curled eyelashes. "I can snog who I want Hermione."
"So you were meeting a guy in hogsmeade last night then?" Hermione continued to question. "Who is he? He better not have knocked you up!"
"Enough!" Ophelia snapped. "I'm not 7 and I'm not a whore Hermione. I can do what I want."
Ophelia walked out of the dorm, slamming the door in Hermione's face. She wiped her eyes quickly as she rushed through the hallways. She ran down the common room stairs, staring at the ground as she went. Just before the exit of the common room door, she bumped into somebody.
Advertisement
"Watch where you're going Ophelia." Ron scoffed. She glanced up at him and chuckled awkwardly.
"Sorry I'm in a rush. Have you seen-" Ophelia began, but Ron interrupted.
"Who the bloody hell punched your jawline. It's bruised there." Ron asked, clearly oblivious.
"It's called a love bite Ronald." Hermione scoffed, rushing down the common room stairs. "And she won't tell me who gave it to her!"
Ron stared at Ophelia in disbelief. Ophelia was completely pissed off at Hermione at this point and the only person she wanted to see was nowhere to be found.
"Harry is going to be so jealous." Ron grinned, examining the hickey.
"Was he in his dorm last night?" Hermione questioned. "Was Harry in his dorm last night Ron?"
Ron thought hard for a moment. He was never very observant.
"Yeah he was actually." Ron said. Ophelia was shocked. It was genuinely concerning how a few hickeys could cause her so much trouble.
"Yeah why wouldn't I be in my dorm last night?" Harry asked, walking into the common room.
Ophelia felt genuinely relieved as Harry walked over and stood next to her. He seemed to catch on that Hermione and Ron saw the hickey when they both burst into explanations. He quickly pretended to be upset when he saw the hickey on Ophelias neck.
"Maybe Ophelia doesn't want to tell you who she fancies." Harry sighed. "Though they did a pretty good job on her."
Hermione slapped the back of Harry's head with her papers, completely annoyed by his comment.
"Can we go to the first task now?" Ophelia asked, already rushing out the common room door.
Harry quickly followed behind her and caught up to her before the others so that he could say one thing without them hearing.
Advertisement
"Sorry about that Ophelia." Harry whispered. "I should've placed them better."
Ophelia grinned and looked up at Harry.
"I have no regrets." Ophelia whispered.
Both Ron and Hermione came rushing behind them quickly so that they were walking in a line of 4 horizontally through the hallway.
"Are you nervous?" Hermione asked, glancing past Ron and at Harry.
"A little." Harry replied truthfully. "But it has to be done."
"That's the spirit mate." Ron encouraged, patting Harry's back. It was good that they made up so quickly.
As they all walked up to the pitch, each grew more stressed. Harry hugged each of his friends goodbye and walked off to the champions tent.
Ophelia kissed Harry's neck lightly as she hugged him so that it wasn't visible.
"Be safe lover boy." She whispered.
Ophelia ran off after Ron and Hermione. She was nervous, but knew that Harry would pull through. He was great after all.
~
"Harry you did it!" Hermione and Ophelia cheered in unison.
Ophelia dashed at Harry, hugging him tightly. He hugged her back despite his wrapped arm. The dragon seemed to do a deal of damage.
Flash
Ophelia and Harry glanced to their side to see Rita standing with her camera crew. They had gotten a picture of Ophelia and Harry hugging and were clearly going to make huge publicity out of it even if they were just friends.
"Brilliant!" Rita grinned, going to turn and walk away.
Harry glanced down at Ophelia, unsure of what to say. He stood awkwardly as Ophelia gave him a devilish look. What was she thinking?
"May I?" She whispered. She was done keeping them a secret, it had been a month now. Quite long enough.
Harry nodded. The second he did, Ophelia gripped his shirt and crashed her lips into his.
Flash
Ophelia grinned as she kissed Harry passionately right in front of the camera. She flipped Rita and the cameramen off without breaking her kiss with Harry. Both Harry and Ophelia knew Ron and Hermione were watching in shock.
Flash
"Okay you can leave now!" Hermione shouted, shooing off Rita and her team.
Ophelia slowly parted her lips from Harry's. She glanced over her shoulder to see Ron grinning at Harry, clearly proud, and Hermione both Happy and upset.
"You did it Harry." Ron grinned, glancing to Ophelia. "Took you long enough."
Harry chuckled as he wrapped his healthy arm around Ophelia. She rested her head on his shoulder and smiled with relief. They no longer had to keep it a secret.
"So the love bites are from you?" Hermione asked, glancing to Harry.
Harry blushed and nodded quickly, avoiding eye contact with Hermione.
"Well I'm happy it's you." Hermione smiled, walking over and hugging her sister. "Treat her right though, heart of gold this one."
"More like steel." Ron mumbled under his breath just loud enough for everybody to hear.
They all laughed for a moment until Cedric Diggory walked over.
"Congratulations you two." Cedric chuckled. "She talks about you a lot Potter."
Ophelia blushed as Harry laughed.
"Good to know." Harry grinned. "Thanks Cedric."
Cedric nodded cheerfully before he smiled at Ophelia and walked away. Just having Cedric as her bestfriend made her very cheerful, and even more so that she had Harry as her boyfriend.
Advertisement
The McKenzie Files Books 1, 2 and novella
Ever wondered what would happen if a sarcastic, foul-mouthed ex-superhero found himself zapped across space and time to a world of swords and sorcery? So did I. Contains approx 5% swearing by volume. (Books one, two and the novella are finished; further stories coming soon. Long chapters: average chapter length is 6000 words).
8 202Intergalactic Cultural Research
Follow the adventures of especially competent chefs as they travel the universe. Meeting new alien species, finding alien spices, sharing their own culture and overall just not trying to start an Intergalactic Incedent.
8 92Crystal Heart
When a heart of flesh is not enough. My ancestors passed down a heart disease to my grandfather, who in turn passed it down to my father and to me. It's not really a disease that makes one sick, we just live shorter. This disease should, theoretically, die out since it shortens our lifespan. How it is alive to this day is beyond me. If I was a normal girl, I wouldn't care much for my faulty heart. I wouldn't even know I had one in the first place. But I am not a normal little girl, no. I do not aim for the simple or the easy life. I want to tread where no one has been before, and discover what the ebb of time has mercilessly washed into the darkest corners of our civilization. This is my adventure.
8 168The mafia ball.
MATURE CONTENT: some may say a smut overload EDITING/REWRITING One night. A night filled with passion and longing. The annual ball has finally come, a night Nova Quinn has been dreaming of for years. Finally, she can go and live out her dreams. When she catches the eyes of Grayson Blackwell, she can't help but give into him. One night. They share one night of passion, intending of never seeing each other again. But not everything goes to plan. Nova Quinn. She's strong, stunning, sexy, smart and can pack a punch; she's everything you could ever want. However, Nova has never opened her heart nor her mind to the idea of love; until him. She's the daughter of one of the most powerful mafia bosses in England. She may be named after a star, but she's as dangerous and feisty as the devils daughter. "I'm not a princess, I don't need saving. I'm a queen, I get shit handled." *** Grayson Blackwell. He's built like a tank, tattoos cover his body, but what is he hiding under all those swirls of black ink? Having never been loved, trained since birth to become a monster, he does just that. He's ruthless to everyone, not allowing anyone got get close. Until her. He's fearless, dangerous, filled by anger and the most feared man by many. Being the son of a powerful Mafia boss has brought pain to Grayson that he always carry's with him. No one messes with the stories they've heard. "I'm not calling you a slut, but you've had more balls in your mouth than the 'Hungry, Hungry Hippos'."Highest rankings. #3 in power #2 in Nova #1 in Grayson #1 in ballroom #1 in knives#1 in teasing#10 in teen fiction #1 in non-fiction #10 in badass#1 in fighting #1 in challenge #2 in guns #8 in fiction #2 in dance*None of the photos are mine, I do not take any credit for them.*
8 90Scenarios And Preferences
ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP TO 18This book was inspired by: @New_Skara_ScreamCover Edited By Me, But The Original Photo Is Not Mine So Credits To The Rightful Owner.Copyright © 2020 by: crimson_rose_12 All Rights Reserved Anyone Who Uploads My Story On Any Website Without My Consent Or Permission Will Be Reported Immediately.So Please Don't Steal My Ideas, Or Else Legal Actions Will Be Used.
8 86Write Better: Tips and tricks
The guide for aspiring fiction writers who want to improve, sharpen, review, and/or learn. Warning! This book encourages editing and contains many tips that often require revision. Practice makes perfect, and it's good to workout your mental muscles. The more you do now, the better your writing will be later (because you'll correct yourself *before* you get it on paper). If you think your writing is perfect or you're lazy or unwilling to try new shoes on your baby, just turn away now. You'll find this guide about as useful as hoarding frozen peas.
8 202