Over the Edge
Chapter Nine- One Sip, One Kiss
Harry sat across from Hermione on the tabletop. Before he was a cauldron and nine or ten little bottles circling around it. Once in awhile she'd take a different one and pour just a touch, or the whole thing, inside. The first potion that came to mind of Hermione ever making was the polyjuice potion back in their second year. That turned her part cat part human. So this was scaring him.
" Since you are the Book Queen, shouldn't you have something, anything, here to tell you what you should or shouldn't be putting in there?".
She kept her concentration on the cauldron. " I memorized this potion in our third year when I was trying to find out if Ron liked me. But don't worry, I'm over that. This is more serious".
" Just a little" he smiled.
Hermione glared at him, smirking when she saw his face. " You're making fun of me".
" Oh no, no, no, I'd be much too frightened to tease you" (A/N- I know that's from Star Wars, I don't own that either).
" You're the famous Harry Potter, you can't be afraid of anything after facing off Lord you know who".
Harry kept his eyes locked on her, " we all have a sort of sensitive side, maybe with the exception of you".
She corked an empty bottle, " it's there, I've got one, you just have to find it". That could have been a hint, or an offer for him. The spark in her eyes was quiet the indication. Hermione reached for a crystal glass that had been on one of the chairs. " Alright" she re-directed her attention again to pouring a thick blue liquid into the glass, " drink this".
Harry accepted it from her, studying the substance. Tightly shutting his eyes, he swallowed it all in one gulp, leaving a very disgusted look on his face. " Oh god, I hope that stays down".
Hermione giggled, " now lay down" she gently guided him onto the tabletop.
" Why? What's going to happen?" he looked worried, but to her it was amusing in an adorable fashion.
" Don't worry" she whispered, " it's only going to feel like you're falling asleep".
He was already beginning to sound groggy, by that time he was entirely relaxed, though worried he might not wake up. " What good will that do?".
" Don't worry" Hermione repeated, watching his eyes close and his breathing becoming heavier, " Harry?" she whispered.
His voice was more clear than hers, " yes?".
She leaned over him, " why did you do it? Why did you kill Neville and Colin?".
Harry took a deep breath, acting as though he was sleep walking, " Hermione" it was barely audible.
" I'm right here".
His head turned, facing her, his eyes slowly opening. He may have not known what he was saying, but now she didn't know what she was doing. Leaning downward, closer and closer. It looked very much like hesitation, but that's not what Hermione felt.
Time, and every aspect of it, stopped upon placing her lips on Harry's.
Authors Note- The next chapter is what a lot of you have been waiting for. But, I can't post it here, so go to http://fanfiction.portkey.org/ and it will be there. The whole story is there, same title. In case you can't find it there, my pen name on that site is tweak27. It may take just a little bit longer, cause I have to actually write the chapter. It's not the same writing something like THAT in the middle of class. I hope you guys like it.