Revenge

Chapter 12. Anger and feelings

Ron walked up the stairs toward Hermione’s room, he peeked in and saw Harry and Hermione sleeping in the bed, Hermione was pressed against Harry, her face was pressed into his chest while his arms enveloped her, protecting her while his chin rested on the top of her head. His heart melted at the sight and hoped to god that it wasn’t going to be the last comfort Mione was going to get because he had a feeling that Harry was going to pull away from her but hoped to god that he was wrong. He sighed as he shut the door and headed off to his room.

An hour earlier

“Mione, what happened? Tell me.” Harry whispered as he rocked her in his arms.

“My parents are dead! The house caught on fire but they don’t know how!” Hermione sobbed into his chest. Harry just clutched her tighter to him.

“Shh, everything will be okay.” Harry whispered and Hermione looked into his eyes, they both stared at each other, Hermione leaned up and pressed a kiss against his lips, he kissed her back and she willing pulled him on top of her as she laid back on the bed. Harry groaned as he began to let lost in her kiss, she began tugging at his shirt and pulled it over his head as she thrusted her hips upward into his hips. Harry gasped as he senses came flying back to him. “Mione, we can’t!” Harry whispered but she took no noticed him and began rubbing her hands up and down his chest while dragging her fingernails, Harry groaned and Hermione took that as a sign, she reached down while kissing him, making sure that he didn’t know what she was about to do. She grabbed the buttons of his jeans and ripped it off while grabbing his zip then coming back up to do hers.

Harry, however, caught on and grabbed her hands and stilled them while he closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

“Harry, please, I need you.” Hermione whispered huskily and felt the answering hardness from him, she purred and bucked her hips into his. “And you need me to, I can tell.” She whispered. Harry rolled off her and stared at the ceiling.

“Hermione, that’s my body talking not me. You are too upset to know what you are doing and it’s too soon.” Harry whispered. Hermione looked at him.

“You asked me to marry you yet you are not willing to have sex with me?” Hermione snapped, her gaze fiery. Harry got up and kissed her forcefully while thrusting his hips into hers.

“Trust me, it’s is taking all my willpower not to take you right now, right here.” Harry growled into her ear and she shuddered with desire as she licked the shell of his ear, which caused him to shiver.

“Then take me, I’m right here.” Hermione whispered and Harry rolled his eyes.

“Hermione, no! I want our first time to be special, not for it to be in here where anyone could walk in and interrupt us, I want it to be in a hotel after I have everything sorted out to make it romantic.” Harry said and Hermione sighed. “You are too upset and it’s not you that trying to seduce me, it’s you need for the pain to go away.” Harry whispered. Hermione’s eyes filled up with tears again as she thought of her parents. Harry pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head, he pulled her down so they both could lie on the bed. “Go to sleep Mione, I’ll still be here when you wake up.” Harry whispered as he felt Hermione relax in his arms and her breath go steady.

The next morning:

Hermione woke up to see that she was facing a bare chest; she flushed when she remembered what she did last night.

‘Thank god Harry had will power otherwise I would be regretting it, I can’t believe I said all that!’ Hermione thought to herself as she rested her head back on his chest. Harry grunted as he shifted a bit on the bed and yawned as he opened his eyes.

He looked down and saw the beautiful brown eyes of his other half.

“I don’t know if I ever told you this, but you really do have beautiful eyes.” Harry commented looking puzzled and Hermione rolled her eyes.

‘Figures, I do something extremely embarrassing the night before and he can just forget about it.’ Hermione thought to herself with a small smile.

“No, you never told me that before.” Hermione said with a sweet smile and Harry grinned as he leaned down and kissed her gently.

“How are you feeling this morning?” Harry asked with concern in his voice and showing through his green eyes. Hermione turned a little red.

“A little embarrassed that I threw myself at you.” Hermione muttered and Harry grinned.

“Don’t be, it was your pain talking, you wanted to get rid of it so you decided to go for the alternate option, not that I mind but I would love to do it with you when you are fully aware of what you are doing.” Harry teased as he brushed a strand behind her ear and Hermione smiled as she kissed him lightly.

“Thanks Harry, other boys would have taken up my offer.” Hermione muttered and Harry looked at her.

“Well, I’m not other boy am I?” Harry asked and Hermione shook her head with a huge grin.

“No, you are Harry Potter, just Harry.” Hermione whispered as they slowly kiss each other good morning.

    Hermione and Harry walked down the stairs after a while and saw that Molly was sitting at the table; she looked up and hurried over to Hermione to embrace her.

“Oh sweetie, how are you?” Molly asked and Hermione just shook her head as she buried it in Molly’s shoulder. Molly understood; the pain was too raw to talk about it. “Honey, if you ever need anyone o talk about it, we are all here, okay? Don’t bottle it up like Harry did, you remember what he did in 5^th year.” Molly said and Harry grinned sheepish as he rubbed the back of his neck as the memory of him shouting at everyone in pure frustration of being left out after seeing Voldemort come back.

Hermione grinned as she stepped back into Harry’s arms.

“Don’t worry I will talk about it, just not now, it’s too hard to try and accept it at the moment.” Hermione said with a sad tone, which caused Molly to squeeze her hand and Harry to kiss the top of her head.

    “Meanwhile in a dungeon somewhere, there were two figures locked in a cell.

“Hello?” the male demanded when he heard footsteps coming toward them.

“Hello, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, I trust that you slept well?” a voice asked as they stepped into the light. Mr. Granger gasped when the figure came into view.

“You?” He demanded.

   “Okay! I’m really hating this feeling now!” Ron snapped when he stormed into the kitchen.

Dumbledore, Tonks, Draco, Ginny, Bill, Fred, Sirius, Lupin, McGonagall, Snape, Harry, Hermione, Molly, Arthur, Charlie, George, and Mad-eye all looked up at him, wondering what he was on about. Only Harry knew.

“Tell me about it! I had it last year now I’m getting it again!” Harry snapped frustrated.

“What is it?” Dumbledore asked.

“Last year, Harry and I had a feeling that something big was going to happen, you know, like we were sitting on the edge of a cliff, expecting to fall off, now we have it again this year and I’m telling you it is just getting old!” Ron snapped and Harry nodded in agreement.

“Does this happen a lot?” Hermione asked and Harry scoffed.

“Try every year I go to school, its only last year and this year it seems a lot more stronger.” Harry admitted and Dumbledore nodded.

“I understand last year but I don’t get this year, you have weakened Voldemort so I hardly think that he will be able to attack you this year.” Dumbledore said and Harry looked at Ron, both of the coming to the same conclusion.

“You think there might be another dark lord out there?” Harry asked and Ron nodded.

“Why not? There are loads of people who would love to be powerful.” Ron said and Harry looked at Hermione with a look that no one could read, only Hermione saw right through it.

“Don’t even think about it Harry James Potter, you are not pushing me away.” Hermione snapped and Harry looked away.

“I need to think.” Harry said as he got up and walked out of the burrow leaving a furious Hermione and confused others.

“Why would he push you away?” Draco asked.

“Because of Hermione’s parents, if they were attacked then that meant they have found his strength so they are trying to weaken it by hurting Hermione.” Dumbledore wisely said and Hermione shook her head with tears running down her face.

“I can’t lose him again, not after last year, I’ve spent too long trying to get him to let me in, and I’ll be damned before I let him bring that wall back up!” Hermione snapped as she stormed off looking for Harry.

“Go girl.” Ron cheered, effectively lighten the moment.

“He is so much like his father and she too much like Lily.” Lupin compared and Sirius laughed.

“Remember when James cast that spell to make Lily see him in a new light only that it backfired and all the girls chased after him?” Sirius asked and Lupin laughed.

“How could I not? That was my entertainment seeing James run in the opposite direction when ever a girl went near him, Lily managed to like him only it took ages for James to let her in.” Lupin said and everyone laughed at the memory while the kids just looked at the adults like they had lost their minds.

“And this has anything to do with Harry and Mione how?” Draco asked, they all just shrugged, leaving the adults to themselves while they sneaked off and ran up to Ron’s bedroom, which overlooked the backyard. They looked out in time to see Hermione slap Harry across the face.

“Ow!” Ron and Draco commented at the same time.

“Go girl.” Ginny murmured, impressed with her sister.

10 Minutes earlier

Hermione stalked up to Harry, rage boiling in her blood.

“Harry!” Hermione snapped as she managed to reach him and round him so that they were facing each other.

“What Hermione?” Harry asked.

“You are not going to push me out again.” Hermione stated firmly.

“Hermione! You deserve a guy that won’t bring his problems on you, someone who isn’t in danger all the time because of who he is!” Harry argued. Hermione lost it and brought her hand up to slap him.

Harry’s face snapped back with a loud pop as a huge smack resounded in the air. Harry’s hand went to his face as he turned to face his girlfriend with a huge shocked look.

“Don’t you dare say that! I love you! I don’t care if you are dangerous and I’m god – well – damn not going to let you think that either!” Hermione snapped, her eyes fiery. “Don’t you see what they are trying to do? They killed my parents so you would push me away! What if they want you to push me away so that you can’t protect me? What if they want me?” Hermione started rifling off list of what if.

“There are hundred of reasons why my parents died and I’m not going to let you use yourself as a reason again, we have been way too much to get to where we are and I’m not going to let you go!” Hermione snapped and took a deep breath. “You promised me that we are going to get married and that means you have to stay with me on order to get married otherwise this promise ring means nothing!” Hermione snapped. Harry’s brick wall broke down as he stared at his amazing girlfriend.

“You are amazing.” Harry whispered. “And so god-damned terrifying.” Harry admitted. Hermione smiled as she leaned in and kissed him.

“Just don’t push me away again, I don’t think I could handle it.” Hermione whispered and Harry nodded.

“Never again.” Harry whispered back, his voice filled with promise as they two lovers embraced each other.

“Now that’s what I call entertainment!” Ron said and Draco nodded in agreement while Ginny rolled her eyes.

She smiled to herself though; glad to see that Hermione wasn’t going to let Harry push her away.

“You really are his other half sweetie, just hold on to him.” Ginny pleaded to Hermione through her thoughts, her dread deepening each minute.