Story: War
Chapter: 2
Rating of Chapter: R
My Other Fics: Stress, Wake Me From This Nightmare, Forlorn
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The only things I own are the plot, any characters, spells etc that you do not recognize.
Author Notes: Here it is, chapter 2.
Chapter 2: Discussion
Later that evening, after a long time was spent catching up in the forest. Harry walked into the kitchen with Hermione. "So, what are we doing about dinner?" he asked.
"I don't know, can you cook?" Hermione asked playfully.
"Yeah, I suppose cooking for the Dursleys does come in handy."
"I still can't believe the way they treated you, if they were here now I would give them a piece of my mind."
"I'm sure you would, Herm," answered Harry.
"It's really up to you what we have for dinner, hopefully it will be something refreshing…how about salad?" she pondered.
"Pasta salad," added Harry. "I'll get to it. You sit down."
*
A couple of hours later, after Harry's delicious meal, it was eleven o'clock. Harry glanced at the clock and then it hit him. What was going to happen tonight? Where were they going to sleep? He noticed Hermione staring at him; obviously she had noticed what he was doing.
"I know what you're thinking Harry. I am too," she said softly. Harry twitched a little as she came nearer to him. She placed an arm on his hand and turned him to face her. "What do you want to do?" she asked.
Harry gulped hard, he was surprised that she would ask such a thing, and he didn't really want to answer. "Err," he forced out.
"I'm sorry Harry, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. It's just…this is hard for me too. I could leave if you want…"
"No!" Harry said maybe a little too quickly. "Please don't, this is the best day I've ever had in this house." He looked down at the ground and scratched his head nervously. "It's very…hard for me…today. I'm a…guy…and…you're a…girl…and…we're…here…alone…and…it's difficult…to resist things." He said awkwardly and quietly. He felt a little relief in him when he saw Hermione smiling, he wasn't sure if he had gone to far.
"I can't say that tonight didn't cross my mind, if you want this Harry, we can do it."
Harry wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve and looked towards Hermione. "I don't want to force you into anything you don't want to do."
There were a few moments of silence between them, when Harry finally spoke. "How about you sleep in my bed, and I'll crash on the sofa."
"That's not fair on you." Hermione pleaded.
"Hermione, it's obvious you're still not ready, and I don't want to make you do something your not comfortable with."
"Kiss me," she ordered.
"What?"
"Kiss me." He walked over to her, pulled her up from her seat and crushed his lips against hers. Harry pulled her closer, when he felt her breasts pushing up against his body; he forced himself to push her away.
"I'm sorry, if I kiss you like that, it just gets harder. Why did you ask me to do it?"
"You convinced me to see how much you really love me. All this conversation we've had, all you've cared about is me. I love you. And I'm happy to do this," she said nervously.
Harry bent his head down and took her lips in his once more. He once again puller her close to him, now happy to feel the heat from her body. They moved into the hall, their lips still locked, Harry broke away slightly, before slipping his tongue into her mouth, taking in her sweet taste.
They fumbled up the first few steps, before Harry stated trailing hungry kisses down her neck and across her jawbone. He started fingering the buttons on her shirt, before finally pulling it loose. He stared in awe of the beautiful body before him. Without any more delay, he swept her into his arms for a night they would never forget.
I can feel your eyes fixed upon me.
I can feel your legs wrapped around me.
I can feel your legs wrapped around me.
I can feel your eyes fixed upon me.
I can feel the heat from your body.
I can feel the heat from your body.
*
The next morning, the clap of thunder outside, and the heavy rain woke Harry up. What a change it was from yesterday, he thought. He could still feel Hermione's body wrapped tightly around his, from what had been the best experience of his life. He crept slowly out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He ran a cold shower, thinking he would need it after that night. Yet somehow, he seemed more relaxed. Hopefully now, he could be around Hermione without breaking down.
*
When Hermione came downstairs, fully dressed, as too was Harry, she walked into the lounge, where he was sitting. "Hi," he said happily.
"Hi," she said, not looking directly at him. She sat down, perched on the edge of her seat, as if she was awaiting dental work.
"Are you ok?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," she answered, sighing. "It's just, I never thought you would do those things to me. I mean, last night."
"Hermione, I did those…things…to you, because I can only tell you that I love you so many times. I just needed to show you." Harry said confidently, now sitting next to her. Hermione smiled at him a little.
"I know Harry, It just happened so quickly."
"I thought you were ok with it," said Harry.
"I was, sort of. I didn't really have much of a choice did I?"
Harry stood up in disbelief. "Hermione, I asked you a thousand times if you were ok with it. You said yes, so I took our relationship to its highest."
"How could I say no, with you falling to pieces in front of me?" she shouted back at him.
"Well I'm sorry, I thought I could be open with you. So I decided to tell you what had been on my mind all day. Maybe none of it would have happened if you didn't come marching in here as soon as the Dursleys were away. What did you expect to happen?"
"Harry, I came here as your girlfriend. I was jus visiting you, what happened last night didn't even cross my mind until yesterday evening." She was now standing up too, face to face with him.
"Fine, I'm sorry about telling you everything I was feeling, and I'm sorry for last night!" He was on his way out of the room when Hermione spoke.
"Harry stop!" He turned to face her as she walked over to him. "I'm sorry about what I said. Last night was just a little overwhelming, and I'm finding it hard to take in. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed it, but it's hard being around you at the moment. That's why I'm going home today. I'm doing this for us, you have to understand. I love you, and you love me. This is just a little embarrassing."
"Your right about, I do love you, and this is embarrassing for me too, but running away won't solve anything. The way I see it, last night has made our relationship even closer. It's also going to make it a lot easier for me to talk to you without breaking down."
Hermione sighed slightly. "I'll stay. You're right."
"That's a first, Harry Potter outsmarting Hermione Granger, what will McGonagall say." They both chuckled, before kissing again.
I want to hold you,
protect you from all of the things that this life has in store for you,
I'll always love you
Author Notes: There you have it, a completely new chapter 2. I used Song lyrics for the first time, so I hope they worked well. The first lyrics were from Saliva's "Lackluster." From the album "Every Six Seconds."
The second were from Staind's "Zoe Jane" from the album "14 Shades Of Grey."
I hope you enjoyed the chapter, any reviews are much appreciated. I want to get them to school soon, so you may not see much more of H/Hr home alone. Sorry. But you will get Draco/Ginny/Ron at Hogwarts, so it all evens out.