Harry Potter and the Heir of Slytherin

Harry Potter did not awaken with a sharp gasp of surprise, arousal and a startled expression, nor was the process of waking up long and drawn out. It was merely a shift from being unconscious to conscious. One moment he was asleep. The next he was wide awake.

It was good to see some things had returned to the status quo, even if other things had not.

Sitting up in the bed, Harry took around the guest room he was sleeping in at the Crawfts. While he let his eyes roam over the rather plain looking room, his body began to stretch and work out the few kinks he had gained while tossing and turning from last nights memories/erotic dream.

A quick look outside confirmed it was still fairly early. Sol had yet to truly rise over Terra's event horizon and was just barely peaking above the buildings. Only the splash of light pinks and purples signified that the sun would soon break out across the sky.

Deciding that now would be the best time to get up and shower (he did not want a relapse of what happened when he had slept over at the Crawft's during Christmas break), the young Potter heir stood up and began making his way towards the bathroom.

He did not even bother looking at the mess he had made of his sheets. Simply waved his hand and magically cleaned them.

After taking a quick shower filled with cold water, Harry returned to his room and got himself dressed in normal, non magical clothing; a pair of nice fitting black jeans, a dark green T-shirt with a King Cobra imprinted on the front and sneakers.

He looked outside of the window again. The sun was beginning to rise. He must have spent more time in the shower than he had realized. Knowing Misses Crawft, she would already be up and cooking breakfast.

Deciding that the best course of action he could take would be to wake his most likely still heavily sleeping friend, Harry made his way out of his room and towards Lisa's room.

As he stopped in front of the door to his best friends room, Harry knocked on the door just in case his friend was actually awake.

"Lisa?" he called out, knocking once more. "Lisa, are you awake?"

He waited for several seconds. When no answer came to him, Harry opened the door and quickly slipped inside.

The room inside was dark. Lisa had covered the windows with her blinds., preventing the rays of sunlight from streaming in into the room. A quick glance confirmed nothing had changed since he had last been inside. It still looked incredibly girly, posters of her favorite boy bands hung on the walls, the book shelf filled to the brim with romance novels was there too, as well as the desk and chair he and Lisa had spent a number of times sitting at while he helped her study for a test.

Then there was the bed. He could see the softly breathing form of his best friend laying in it, his enhanced vision picking out more details in the dark than any pair of human eyes should be capable of.

Making his way over to the bed, his footsteps silent as he walked on the soft carpeting, the young raven haired child found himself staring at his still sleeping friend.

As was the case on most times he had woken his friend up, Lisa had kicked the covers off some time during the night and was now laying on her back in the center of the bed, her arms stretched wide and her legs spread out as if she were trying to cover the entire bed by herself. She was wearing a cute pair of pink pajama bottoms and a Hello Kitty shirt with string straps. The left string had, at some point during the night, slipped off her shoulder and was showing a bit more skin than it normally would.

Harry gulped as he let his eyes wander the expanse of smooth looking skin. Gods, Lisa was adorable even in her sleep! How weird was that?

And what was it with every girl he knew being so utterly bewitching?

Shaking his head, Harry quickly got over his moment of teenage hormones, which had been getting much easier to do as time went on and made to sit down on the edge of the bed. Lisa shifted at his weight, but did not move or otherwise give any signs she had noticed his presence.

Reaching out with a hand, Harry gently removed a strand of long, brown hair that had gotten in his friends face and tucked it behind her ear.

"Lisa," Harry said, using his normal voice as opposed to speaking softly. He had finally gotten over that weird human habit of speaking in a hushed whisper that most people had when waking others up. "Lisa, it's time to get up."

"Nnggg," a strange noise issued forth from his friend's mouth as she began to wake up. Not at all that unusual all things told. Lisa often made strange sounds, especially when waking up. Harry didn't know why. He figured it was a strange quirk.

Besides, he thought it was cute anyways.

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