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HP: Hero of Tempest

Magic can solve all the Wizarding World's problems. What's that? A prophecy that insists on a person? Things not quite going your way? I know, lets use this here ritual to summon another! It'll be great! - An eighteen year old Harry is called upon to deal with another dimension's irksome Dark Lord issue. This displeases him.

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Chapter - 63 : Gliterrent Part - 5

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She put one hand on his chest, and turned to face him, bringing both of them to a stop. Placing the other arm around his neck she drew him closer until she was practically draped over him. Slowly she tilted her head upwards, bringing her lips closer and closer to his.

Harry could feel the warm pressure of her hand on his chest, nails scratching slightly, being held there in between her breasts and his vision narrowed until there was nothing but her face, her eyes, her lips.

"Will you join me for dinner?" she said in a breathy whisper, faces an inch apart.

Goosebumps crawled all over his back and he shivered in pleasure. "I would like that very much," he said equally softly.

With an impish smile she twirled away from his front to his side where she ducked under his arm to drape it over her shoulder even as she put her own around his middle.

"Three Broomsticks?" she asked as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.

Harry tried to ignore the rapid beating of his heart and swallowed. "Sounds enticing."

Slowly he started leading her towards the Apparition point of the Alley. "As it so happens I am now legally allowed to Apparate."

Her head jerked around, eyes wide with eager anticipation. "You are?"

Harry smugly nodded. "I followed some good advice."

Her smile was radiant, making him feel all giddy inside and Harry counted himself oh so very lucky that he got to meet this woman again. Yes, Divination really was awesome.

"Wait, someone actually wanted to interview you?" Amanda asked between bites.

Harry nodded energetically. "With Divination in the news everybody is suddenly interested. The Daily Prophet sent me an owl asking to meet. They probably wanted another 'expert opinion'." He grimaced. "As if they hadn't published twenty different ones of those already. I couldn't say no quickly enough."

Amanda snorted. "Why not give them a real expert's opinion then. Prove all the others frauds?"

"And fuel this prophecy-craze even further? Are you insane? Besides, I'm still not all that eager to draw attention to myself."

"Point." She emphasised that by gesturing with her fork. "Still, it's not every day that you get a chance to get your name in the Prophet, especially when it comes to Divination. You have to admit, your subject is not exactly... well-received."

Harry chuckled. "I'm pretty sure McGonagall hates me. She told me today that I have NEWT students, the first for Divination in a very long time. That prophecy proved to people that it's real, you know?"

She nodded thoughtfully. "I suppose it would at that. I know everybody always thought Trelawney was a crackpot."

"I'm not entirely convinced she wasn't. Yes, she's a proven Prophet, but as for the rest..." He spread his arms and shrugged. "It's fuelled a lot of fears actually. I got another letter, this one from a concerned parent. His son suddenly started spouting something and now they fear he is a Prophet too. Don't know if I can prove it, but I'm meeting them tomorrow to answer some questions, at least."

Amanda smiled softly. "That's a very nice thing to do."

Harry blushed and quickly filled his mouth with his last bite. She kept staring at him, however. "It's nothing. He'll be one of my students either way. I just don't want to start the year by making a bad impression."

In response to his deflection she eyed him up and down. "Nope. I stand by what I said."

Blushing, Harry looked down. "Thank you."

"Aww," she cooed, "you're adorable when you're flustered."

After the meal the pair shared an ice cream dessert where Amanda made every effort to steal his spoon's contents before he could eat them until that degenerated in a mock-fencing lesson with ice-cream covered spoons. With one seat shortly covered in cold, coloured puddles she happily vacated her side of the table and sidled in next to him. They continued chatting, fuelled by good food and a little drink until it grew late and they shared a contented silence.

"Merlin, it's been a long time since I did this," Amanda said from where she was curled up in the crook of his elbow.

"Did what?"

"Have a good date. A very good date."

"I'm flattered, but I'm not sure I believe you. Somehow I just can't imagine you not having fun, date or no."

She fidgeted with the edge of a napkin. "Like I said, I made some bad choices."

Resolved to bring back her earlier contented smile Harry leaned over and softly pecked her on the lips. When he drew back her eyes were wide open and oh so very vulnerable, but her smile was once again back. Slowly her hand reached for his neck and she drew him down again into a deeper kiss this time.

"Don't let tonight end," she whispered pleadingly when they came up for air, eyes sparkling. "Take me to your tower?"

Harry chuckled deep in his chest and kissed her again. "Take you to my tower."

She nodded slowly and crawled into his lap, straddling him, before kissing him until they were both breathless.

"Yes," she whispered again, softly nipping the side of his neck up to his ear while she ran her fingers through his hair. "Take me to your tower."

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