Caught Out
Title: Caught Out
Word Count:266
Author:
lady_harte
Rating: M
Challenge: Excuses Challenge
Authors Notes: When I thought about the challenge this was the first thing to pop into my head lol
“Whoa!” Harry’s voice pierced into Hermione’s sleep addled brain.
Her eyes flicked open and all at once the night before exploded through her mind. Dancing, drinking, laughing, kissing, ripping the buttoned shirt over a man’s head; over Sirius’ head! Then they were on the bed. God he was incredible. Shit Harry!
Her eyes focused and Harry still stood in front of the open door, his mouth hanging open.
“Harry,” She spoke calmly and wrapped the sheet around her self. “This isn’t what you think.”
“Really?” His mouth was still hanging pen and barely moved around the word.
“Really!” She forced a giggle and jumped out of bed, sheet still wrapped around herself. “You see I had a bit too much to drink and threw-up all over my dress.”
“Ew!” Sirius grunted behind her.
Ignoring him she went on. “And you see Sirius was nice enough to get me out of there before anyone saw, he’s so considerate like that.”
Harry held up his hands and backed out the door. “It’s fine - Really! But I should…” He flicked his head back towards the hallway and backed up another step.
“But wait!” Hermione almost screeched. “You didn’t let me finish. I had to have a shower and then I felt sick again so I crawled into bed and Sirius…”
“Sure, I believe you,” Harry interrupted and grabbed the door knob. “It’s all totally above board.” He jumped back and shut the door.
“No! No wait, then I had a nightmare and…”
“Give it up, Hermione,” Sirius said from the bed. “None of those excuses explain how I’m naked.”
END
Word Count:266
Author:
lady_harte
Rating: M
Challenge: Excuses Challenge
Authors Notes: When I thought about the challenge this was the first thing to pop into my head lol
“Whoa!” Harry’s voice pierced into Hermione’s sleep addled brain.
Her eyes flicked open and all at once the night before exploded through her mind. Dancing, drinking, laughing, kissing, ripping the buttoned shirt over a man’s head; over Sirius’ head! Then they were on the bed. God he was incredible. Shit Harry!
Her eyes focused and Harry still stood in front of the open door, his mouth hanging open.
“Harry,” She spoke calmly and wrapped the sheet around her self. “This isn’t what you think.”
“Really?” His mouth was still hanging pen and barely moved around the word.
“Really!” She forced a giggle and jumped out of bed, sheet still wrapped around herself. “You see I had a bit too much to drink and threw-up all over my dress.”
“Ew!” Sirius grunted behind her.
Ignoring him she went on. “And you see Sirius was nice enough to get me out of there before anyone saw, he’s so considerate like that.”
Harry held up his hands and backed out the door. “It’s fine - Really! But I should…” He flicked his head back towards the hallway and backed up another step.
“But wait!” Hermione almost screeched. “You didn’t let me finish. I had to have a shower and then I felt sick again so I crawled into bed and Sirius…”
“Sure, I believe you,” Harry interrupted and grabbed the door knob. “It’s all totally above board.” He jumped back and shut the door.
“No! No wait, then I had a nightmare and…”
“Give it up, Hermione,” Sirius said from the bed. “None of those excuses explain how I’m naked.”
END