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Later that night Harry was found in his Dorm surrounded by Hermione and Ron. Ron was just fiddling around but Hermione was ranting:
"Why did you have to do that? Huh, Well Harry I'm Waiting for an answer," Hermione said.
Opening his mouth Harry was cut off as Hermione continued, "I mean honestly Harry he was the Minster of Magic! Do you know what you have done; now he might not help Dumbledore didn't you know he was going to fund the Order of Phoenix!" At that last part however Hermione quickly snapped her mouth shut and looked down.
"Excuse me? Fund the Order of Phoenix how would you know?" Harry asked in a deathly calm manner.
It was Ron who answered, "well you see, when you were um doing your summer we kind of joinedtheorderofthephoenix."
"And you decided not to tell me? Continently let that part out right?" Harry asked his voice rising with each word.
"Well you see we didn't exactly want to bother you with the fine details," Hermione meekly replied.
By now Harry had caught the attention of the entire common room and was yelling, "FINE DETAILS, THEY SURE ARE, HOW OULD YOU EVEN BETRAY ME LIKE THAT!"
"WELL ITS NOT OUR FAULT THE FAMOUS BOY-WHO-LIVED DECIDED OT RUN AWAY AND MISS HIS CHANCE!" Ron yelled back.
"JEALOUS RON? AT LEAST YOU HAVE A FAMILY! YOU CAN TAKE MY FAME FOR ALL I CARE, AND I'M NOT DEALING WITH THIS RIGHT NOW SO eff OFF!" Harry bellowed before storming out of the common room.
"Well we really messed that one up," Hermione said to Ron who grumbled in reply.
Harry was beyond pissed as he stormed Out of the Great Hall doors. A few bystanders till out just looked at him with good reason to for somehow all of his clothes had turned black and his hair was flying around. Of course that went unnoticed to Harry as he stormed to Hogsmeade.
By the time he got there though he seemed to calm down and his robes turned back and his hair landed flat. As he headed over to the Three Broomsticks Harry was contemplating about what happened earlier. In his mind he reached a decision to just totally ignore his old friends.
Arriving there he walked into the bar section and asked for a fire whiskey. After finishing it he asked for another. That went on for the better of 30 minutes and truth be told fire whiskey was a lot stronger than regular whiskey, which Harry found out as he was officially Drunk.
It is common knowledge also that when your drunk your judgment is impaired. So when the gorgeous Defense of the Dark Arts Teacher, Professor Marchbanks came in Harry did something pretty stupid and asked her to sit by him. After talking to her awhile Harry did something even dumber and leaned in and kissed her. Of course the Professor didn't reject him as she as only 19 herself.
After a few quick kisses Harry and the professor staggered back to Hogwarts and headed to bed. Of course bed being in a Professors room.
The next morning a very naked Harry woke up to find himself next to a very naked professor Marchbanks. To say he was surprised was quite and understatement to say the least. The of course his memory came back to him and he realized what they did. He also seemed to recall there was a rule against students not having any relationship with a professor.
So Harry did the only thing he could thing of he swore. Which also woke up Professor Marchbanks. As she jumped u p the sheet that was covering her fell to the floor and she was left standing there in all her glory. Blushing as she recalled the memory instantly as she was not drunk she simply said, "I had fun last night Harry."
Harry actually was thinking the same thing so he replied, "So did I." That was apparently the right thing to say as Professor Marhcbanks eyes lit up and a smile adorned her face.
"You do realize however that I don't even know your first name?" Harry asked.
"Well how about I tell you that and other information on Friday?" Replied Professor Marchbanks.
"It's a date then," Harry said right as the bedroom door handle started turning and Professor McGonagal pushed the door open.
To say Harry was surprised was an understatement; in fact he managed to once again manage one word, "Shit."
Of course as McGonagal was in deep concentration immersed in the book she had a question to ask about with Professor Marchbanks it snapped her out of it. Looking up she screamed as she saw one naked Harry Potter and one naked Professor Marchbanks.
"Put on some clothes!" she screamed at both of them, which they did fast as possible both looking quite embarrassed and disheveled.
"Follow me," she exclaimed in a very scary tone.
Without a word they followed her through the twisting passageways and staircases until they reached the infamous Gargoyle statute.
"Skittles," McGonagall muttered the password.
The statue sprang aside and the Professor stormed into the Headmasters office without knocking as Harry and Marchbanks followed her and started ranting, "Guess what Albus today I went into Professor Marchbanks room and would have thought what I would have seen? Of course cant because it was absurd. I saw Harry James Potter and Professor Marchbanks naked in her bedroom!"
"Oh really Minerva? As much as I'm concerned about this maybe you shouldn't have said it at a staff meeting?" Dumbledore asked with the twinkle in his eye brighter than ever.
"Staff meeting...what?" Minerva looked around to see the wide eyed faces of Harry and Marchbanks and the ranged faces of the Hogwarts staff.