No One Else (Sequel to Only You)

No One Else

"What made you think of that?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. It was a  very random thing to say.

"Whenever I look into your beautiful eyes, I see everyone I love. Including you."

Woah, really? My heart plummeted. It may have not been so direct, but did the boy that I am desperately in love with just tell me that he loves me? I opened my mouth to comfort him, but I was shoved out the way by Alastor Moody. He pushed with such force I was slammed back into a set of glass china, leaving tiny marks engraved in my skin.

"Yes! He's absolutely gorgeous! Let's get him to the burrow before some one murders him!"

"Ah, that Moody." I grumbled quietly while yanking a piece of glass out of my skin. It was not bad at all, but of course Harry was acting like I've had my arm cut off.

A frown printed across Harry's face and he pulled me over to him. "You alright?" He asks, his hand wrapped around mine.

He really cared about me. It would be a perfect moment to kiss him if we were dating still. I sometimes persuade myself that I am an idiot for dating Harry. My best friend. What next, I date Ron?

Sparks zoomed around my body and I shuddered. I stuttered at first, but I managed to speak. "I'm fine..yeah..I'm-"

"Harry," I'm interrupted by Remus Lupin and Tonks, who bombarded Harry with hugs, while I stood awkwardly by my self.

I have to smile seeing Harry reunite with some of the few people that actually care about him, but I honestly don't think anyone cares about Harry more than I do.

We walk into the living room where everyone is. Remus, Tonks, Fred, George, Kingsley, Harry, Ron, Alastor, Bill, Fleur, Mundungus, and Author.

"Kingsley, I thought you were with Fudge-" Harry begins.

Kingsley holds a hand up. "You are more important."

Back off. He's mine.

I walk over to Ron and he smiles at me.
"What?" He asks.

"What?" I reply with a smirk on my face.

He rolls his eyes and plays with his fingers. "I saw the way you were staring at Harry. Someone's still in love."

"Who said I ever stopped? Come on Ron. Leave me alone. I've had enough trouble in this mess."

"You know," he adds. "I think he likes you too."

"No, he can't! He doesn't! Ron! Your wrong!" I scream defensively.

The whole room goes silent and looks at me. My cheeks flush red and my eyes flash to Professor Moody. I shake my outburst out of my head and go back to the plan. Of course Harry starts all of that, "I'm not going to let anyone risk there lives for me! No!" crap.

I interrupt the conversation. "I told you he'd take it well."

Harry shoots a look at me and frowns. "You knew about this?"

I roll my eyes. "Of course I knew, I know everything."

"Okay Mrs. Granger, as discussed." Moody says impatiently.

It's time of course, to pull Harry's hair.

I sneak up behind him and yank about three pieces from his head and he yelps.

"Blimey, Mione!"

"Oh don't be such a baby. It's not as if you don't have a head full of the stuff." I laugh and place the hair in the tube, and watch closely as the substance bubbles.

"Fair warning." Moody says plainly. "It tastes like goblin piss,"

"Oi, how am I supposed to know what that tastes like?" George snaps, immediately refusing to drink the potion.

"Man up Georgie, it probably tastes like pumpkin juice, with a tangy flavor." Fred scoffs, taking the potion and gulping a sip down like its nothing. How does he do it? I've had Polyjuice Potion before, and I really would never drink it again if I ever had the choice.

Soon enough, the snake shaped bottle is passed to me, and I reluctantly take a large sip, and clasp my hand over my mouth so I don't gag it up. It tastes just as I remember, it tastes like moldy cheese mixed with some kind of drug that makes you want to vomit, and smells just as Moody described it-piss. I groan as the stuff travels down my throat and goes through my body. Moody snatches it from my hands and I can instantly see myself transforming.

I shrink about two inches, my feet get a little bit bigger, my forehead expands..oh god. I probably look like an idiot. I suddenly feel tight in my pants.

I gasp loudly and Harry turns to me with a confused look. "What's wrong?" He asks.

"Harry, this might be crazy weird, but I have your.."

"No need for the details!" Ron explains loudly.

"'Exactly. Thank you mister Weasley. But your not done yet, you'll need to change."

He drops a large bag of the same clothes that Harry has on now. I'm the first to grab mine as I walk over to the corner. I am after all a girl, that has girl accessories on below my clothes.

I yank of my now tight fitted shirt and my hands reach for the back of my bra. Harry's body is too muscular, and is stretching the fabric. I groan in frustration, and as if on command, warm hands clasp around my bra and take it off. I sigh and turn around to see..Harry, and just by the looks of him I can tell he is the real one.

"Please say your Mione,"

"What if I say no?" I ask tilting my head.

"Oh yeah, your definitely Hermione." He says. And I smile. I guess Harry knew me too.

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Liked the first Chapter?? Hope you did. And I hope this story is as successful as the other one😊 luv you lots my lovelies

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