Hey guys, here's more of Summer Bliss. I'm going to try and write more of "Hearts" today, before tonight. Going to a bachlorette party….heh heh. Anyway, I should probably have time, but I dunno for sure. But here's more of Summer Bliss while you wait….
Chapter 6
"Just what do you think you are doing?" Uncle Vernon yelled as soon as Harry walked into the kitchen. "Do you think I would allow you to ENTERTAIN girls up in your room under my roof?!"
"It's not like that with us, she's just my friend!" Harry explained. "My girlfriend lives far away from here."
"Who would want to date you?" Dudley asked in disgust.
Harry just looked at him. "Dudley which one of us has a girl in their room?" Dudley opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it. "I rest my case." He turned back to his uncle. Uncle Vernon, you won't even know she's here!"
"I will not allow it. She'd have to eat with us and I will not have Petunia cooking for one of your freaky friends."
"You don't have to feed us, we can eat on our own!" Harry exclaimed. "Look, if you don't want her to stay..."
"I don't..."
".... Then I'll just give Sirius a shout and let him know...maybe he can think of a solution."
"That's enough boy, I'm sick of you using your godfather to get your way!"
He shrugged. "Not my fault he's wanted for murder." He never actually thought to tell his uncle that Sirius was now claimed innocent, where would the fun in that be?
Vernon gulped. "Okay...fine.... she can stay, BUT...one mishap...and she's gone, do you hear me?"
"Fine...but one more thing," Harry said. "Hermione is a good friend of mine and although I don't mind you treating me like dirt, I'd rather dislike it if any one of you disrespected her in any way."
"Or what? Do magic...you can't do magic you'll get expelled," Mr. Dursley said.
"Now I can't...but as soon as I turned seventeen, I can do magic anytime I want." He grinned. "Oh, and have I told you that Hermione is the top witch in our class? She knows almost every spell there is." He enjoyed watching their faces turn ghostly pale. "She also, since she's going to be Head Girl next year...is ALLOWED to do magic." He knew it was a lie, but what can it hurt if they didn't know that. "Well, thanks again...see ya!"
He then grinned like a fool as he ran out of the kitchen and then up the stairs. "Hermione, you can.... oh crap sorry!" he said quickly as he covered his eyes when he saw she was wearing only some kind of bra up top with a pair of black stretchy pants.
Hermione blinked. "What's the matter?"
"You're wearing a bra!" he said as he blushed under his hands.
Hermione laughed. "Harry, it's a sports bra."
"Sport's bra?" he asked casually as he pulled his hand away to see that she had a gray tank top kind of thing on that showed off a little too much skin for his sake. "Um...what's the difference?"
"You've never seen a girl in a sports bra?" she asked amused. "Harry, women wear them to work out in. It's not bad if you see me in it, my swimsuit is more revealing than this." Hermione then reached in her bag and pulled out a black lacy bra. "This is a bra."
"Okay, now...ya see, you really didn't have to show me that," he said as he covered his eyes again. He experienced a quick vision of her in that bra and forced himself to push it out of his head.
She giggled. "Sorry. Anyway, can I stay?"
"Yeah, you can stay," he said with a smile as he tried to get use to Hermione in her sports bra and tight black pants. Man those pants really showed off her curves, he thought. "So um...where are you going?"
"For a jog...started going every morning," she said as she started to pull her long hair up into a high ponytail. "Wanna tag a long?"
"Me? Jog? For fun?" he asked.
"For exercise," she told him and laughed. "What? Afraid you can't keep up?"
He snorted a laugh. "Whatever you wish. Let me get dressed and you are on!"
"Okay....um, should I wait downstairs?"
Harry started to say no, but then thought of his conversation with his family and grinned. "Yeah, why don't you go wait downstairs for me."
She shrugged. "Okay," she said and then left Harry to get dressed and trotted down the stairs. She walked into the den to see Dudley watching TV on one of the chairs and Mrs. and Mrs. Dursley were sitting on the couch reading the paper. "Um...hello."
Everyone whipped their heads over to see Hermione and their eyes widened. "Er....hello um...Herminny is it?" Mr. Dursley asked.
"No, Hermione actually," she corrected.
"Oh, um...so sorry to mess that up," he said nervously. "Dudley, don't just stand there, let the girl sit down!"
Hermione blinked. "What? Oh no, don't get up it's okay. Harry's coming down in a minute and...."
"Harry told us you are top in your class?" Mrs. Dursley asked as causal as possible.
"Um...why yes, I am," she said as she finally understood why they were so nice to her. Harry must have really scared them to pieces so they would be nice to her. She couldn't help but smile.
"Hey," Harry said as he appeared into the room. "You ready to go?"
"Sure," she smiled. "I was just having a nice and friendly chat with your family."
He grinned. "That's very good to hear," he said and could hear their sighs of relief. "We're going for a jog....and Dudley, you might want to close your mouth, you'll catch flies."
Dudley blushed as he finally looked away from Hermione who he was staring at the moment she walked into the room. Hermione giggled as they walked out of the door. "You're so bad," she laughed.
"I know...but I had to scare them so they would treat you right. They think you're allowed to do magic too," he said with a wink.
"No wonder they were so nice to me," she laughed and then shook her head. "Come on, let's go!"
"You're gonna eat my dust, Mione!"
And together they jogged down the street of Privet Drive.
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"Hermione," Harry gasped. "Slow down...can't...we walk..the rest of...the way?"
"No," she said as she kept jogging. "We're almost there...wimp."
"What was that?" he asked as he trailed behind her.
"Nothing," she said innocently over her shoulder.
Harry just smiled and then took the time to study her backside. Her long high ponytail was swinging back and forth as she jogged. His eyes couldn't help but travel down her back, which was now glistened with sweat. He then looked at the small dent on the small of her back and blinked. Instead of seeing bare skin, there was a small colorful butterfly. "Um...Herms?"
"Yeah?"
"Stop for a second," he said as he grabbed her arm, but kept his eyes trained on the butterfly.
"What?" she asked as she jogged in place.
"Hold still," he said as he pulled her back around when she tried to face him. "Did you get...a tattoo?"
She smiled. "Yeah, a couple of weeks ago," she said as she looked over her shoulder. "You like it?"
Harry gently ran his finger over it as he studied it intensely. "Um...yeah it's..."
Hermione couldn't help but shiver when he felt his finger travel over her skin. "It's what?" she said and tried not to gasp when the tip of his finger slipped beneath her waistband as he continued to stroke it.
"It's...well...pretty sexy," he admitted finally.
She turned completely around as if she could see it before looking up at him. "Really?"
"Yeah," he breathed as he nodded. "I've always thought they were tacky but..." He turned her around again to look at it. "Dang, that's incredibly sexy."
Hermione couldn't help but blush. "That's good to know I guess."
He smiled at her. "Where'd my friend go?"
"Huh?"
"My Herms. Who constantly had her nose in a book...the sweet and quiet one."
"She's still here...but she also found her wild side."
His brows rose. "Wild huh? Gosh...when did my best friend turn sexy?"
Hermione laughed as she playfully pushed him. "Shut up," she said. "Come on, you're house is just around the corner."
Harry groaned tiredly as he started to jog. His eyes lit up when his house came to view. "I didn't think there'd ever be a time in my life where I'd be actually excited to see Number Four Privet Drive."
"You're pitiful," she chuckled.
"That's what you think...Race ya!"
"Hey, not fair!" she exclaimed when he dashed by her. She caught up with him and shoved him with her shoulders.
Harry nudged her back as they giggled and laughed until finally they made it to the lawn, before Harry grabbed her waist and playfully tugged her onto the grass with him. The collapsed on the grass together, before Harry rolled her on her back, pinning her down with his body and hands, which had her wrists locked down above her head. "Beat ja," he said out of breath.
Hermione struggled against his grip. "You wish."
Harry bit his lip. He really wished she wouldn't wiggle beneath him so much. He also tried not to notice the feel of her bares stomach pressed against his flat one. During the run, Harry had tugged of his shirt due to the heat. Now, he was regretting that he did, but at the same time enjoying this new feel. "Mione...stay still will ya?"
"Why?" she hissed as she kept struggling.
"Don't you know what that does to a guy?"
Hermione froze immediately and looked up at Harry's cocky grin. She felt a huge lump forming at the back of her throat and she swallowed hard. "Well, why don't you let me up then?" she finally managed to say. "It will solve both our problems."
"If you say so," he muttered as he lifted his weight off her and held out his hand.
She sighed as she took it. A part of her was tempted to pull him back on top of her, but managed to resist. She got to her feet and the both of them wiped the grass off of them and Harry pulled his shirt back over his head just when a white explorer pulled up to the house. The back door flung opened and Janice stepped out, smiling brightly at Harry. "Hey Harry," she said after she waved her parents off.
"Janice, hi!" Harry said with a smile. "You coming to visit Dudley?"
"Unfortunately," she muttered and then stopped when she saw Hermione. "Oh...is this your girlfriend?"
""Well, she's a girl...who's my friend," Harry said with a slight smile. "So in a way yes she is."
Hermione laughed and held out her hand. "I'm one of his good friends from school. My name's Hermione, it's nice to meet you Janice."
"You too," she smiled politely. "Did you just come from a jog or something?"
"Yes, both of us," Harry said still out of breath. "The girl nearly killed me."
"He's such a wimp," she said which received a playfully shove from Harry.
"Janice, you're here!"
All three of them turned to see Dudley's large form come flying out the door. He didn't give Harry a second thought as he shoved him out of the way, knocking himself into Hermione. "You okay?" Harry asked her when she rubbed her arm.
"Yeah," she muttered as she sent death rays at Dudley.
"Dudley, be careful you hurt Harry and Hermione," Janice said.
"Oh," he said and turned around planning to insult them but when he saw Hermione looking evilly at him he paled. "S..sorry," he managed to say.
"Gee, Dudley...hope you didn't hurt yourself saying those words," Harry said sarcastically and then grabbed Hermione's hand. "Let's go Herm...see ya around Janice."
"Bye," she mumbled as her spirits dropped. She wished she could go hang out with them, but instead she was stuck with Dudley.
Hermione gave her a sympathetic smile before turning away and following Harry into the house. "So, what are we going to do today?"
"A whole lot of nothing," he said as they made their way up the stairs.
"Sounds perfect...as long as we do nothing together."
Together they stepped into his room and closed the door behind them.