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Harry Potter & the Stone of Dreams	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 15672 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was nearly midnight when Max finally found Justin lurking on the terrace.
"Hey, Justin, why're you hiding from Dad? He's been pacing back and forth for hours muttering something about Alex and a hairy otter!? What's that all about?"
Justin sighed. He would have to bring Max up to speed, if that was even possible. Unfortunately for Justin, not only was it possible, Max seemed to understand the situation better than Justin did.
"Dude, you just left her there... drunk? Our sister?" Max often looked bewildered, but this time his expression seemed more like contempt.
"What was I supposed to do, Max? I can't get her back — she's too powerful for me! And as much as I want to sometimes, I can't put a really strong hex on her anyway, she's my sister."
"Well," Max said calmly, "I guess that saves you a little dignity... admitting that. Okay, so what are we going to do?"
"We," Justin replied, "are going to do nothing! Alex has something weird going on with Hermione Granger and that Potter kid. They can look after her — they seem to be used to that sort of stuff," sneered Justin.
"Dude, that's messed up. She's our sister! You shoulda stuck around at least. Whatever she does, we're all she's got to back her up."
"Not anymore, we're not," Justin responded through gritted teeth. "She's got those two and Mason to back her up."
"Whaddya mean Mason? I saw him walking by the shop half an hour ago looking furry, drunk, and pissed-off!"
"WHAT?" yelled Justin. "He took off too? Where's Alex?"
"That's what I'm asking you, you moron!" snapped Max.
Justin felt like strangling his younger brother at that very moment.
"I'm telling you Max, there is something very strange going on! She made it clear that she was willing to duel for it."
Max gasped... and rolled his eyes. A real wizard duel? With potentially painful results? Riiight! Who did Justin think he was kidding?
"So stuck between a rock and a hard place again, eh Justin. You're just going to have to decide which one is the rock and which one is the hard place. Wait, would that make Dad or Alex the rock — or the hard place — whichever one that is?" Max shook his head in disgust and walked away while Justin's hands closed around his imaginary brother's throat...

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When Harry woke up the next morning he found himself lying in the middle of the bed, Hermione curled under one arm, and Alex under the other. And he had no idea how they'd got there. Hermione had just woken too and saw Harry's eyes bulging in horror. She giggled uncontrollably.
"Hermione — what, how... What happened last night?" Harry sputtered. Hermione couldn't stop giggling.
"Nothing you'll regret Harry. Don't worry! We both woke up in the middle of the night, and you looked uncomfortable, so we dragged you to bed and fell asleep again beside you."
Well, one thing Harry was regretting was that having a beautiful young woman snuggled under each arm made it impossible to avoid "raising the tent" in his trousers. This was embarrassing. Harry hoped Alex was still asleep. Fortunately everyone had just fallen asleep fully dressed, on top of the covers. That was something at least, he supposed.
"Hermione, move... I need to get up."
Hermione nearly had a fit as Harry slid off her side of the bed with a pillow on his lap, his face blazing. As he moved, Alex's arm fell off his chest onto the bed and she began to stir.
"Oooooh! Why does my head hurt so much?" Alex moaned, "Make it stop! Mason?"
Alex opened her eyes and the morning light sent another wave of pain shooting through her head. What was she doing on this bed? What had happened last night? She saw Hermione and Harry, still dressed in yesterday's clothes — but where was Mason? Hadn't she just been snuggling with him?
"Hermione, where's Mason? What happened? ...Ooooow, my head!" Alex groaned again. Hermione looked uncomfortable; Harry fled the room.
"It's alright Alex," Hermione said kindly. "We all just had a bit too much to drink last night. Nothing happened. I promise... We just woke up in the night and crashed on the bed because it was more comfortable."
But Alex remembered her hand caressing a warm chest shortly before she fully awoke.
"And Mason?" she asked again.
Hermione turned scarlet.
"I'm so sorry Alex! We couldn't stop him. He... er... he said he felt ill and that he had to leave. I was going to send Harry after him to make sure that he was alright, but you said no..."
"Oh No! That means Mason's jealous," groaned Alex. "You're sure that nothing happened... between... between any of us right? You know, to upset him."
Hermione was hesitant.
"Please, tell me," begged Alex. "I have to know if I deserved for him to leave me."
Hermione looked shocked.
"Of course nothing happened! But even so, nobody ever deserves to just be left by someone they love, especially over some juvenile alcohol fueled delusion!" said Hermione, rolling her eyes. She couldn't believe it was happening again. She wondered if all women had to deal with this rubbish. "You don't deserve to be treated like that," Hermione asserted crossly.
"All you did was get drunk, put your hand on my shoulder, and pass out in my lap! I don't know what Mason thought was going on! He just looked like he was going to be sick, and starting to turn when he left..."
"Oh Noooo! That's bad," Alex whined. "That means... that means he's really jealous of... of... you and me?" she wailed. And as she cried out, a voice in the back of her head wondered if that would be so bad. She put her head in her hands again. "Make it stop... It hurts," she whimpered like a pained child.
"Here," Hermione offered sympathetically, "I've got something that will do the trick. Just drink it all and you'll feel better in about 45 seconds." Hermione passed Alex one of the little vials of hangover potion she had brought. Alex did as she was told, and moments later she felt much better.
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