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His Nearest and Dearest by PixieDust
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His Nearest and Dearest

PixieDust

A/N: Artistic license is being taken here. The Borgata is a real luxury hotel, but it's about 2 miles from the ocean. www.theborgata.com if you want to see where I've got them staying.

PART 7

Beds had never seemed quite so inviting as they did when the teens got to their plush hotel room. Hermione's parents, who were in a suite next to theirs, had told them they would come get them in about four hours so they could all have dinner.

"This is fabulous!" Hermione said, gaping at the room. There were two full size beds and a kitchenette. "Look at this view!" she exclaimed opening the curtains to the floor to ceiling window. Harry joined her by the window. They were right on the ocean. The boardwalk was just below.

Harry also thought the room and view were spectacular, but he was more interested in kicking off his shoes, collapsing onto the nearest mattress, getting some much needed sleep. "Let's get some sleep," he said as he fell onto the bed over-dramatically. He reached up to take her hand, "You can lay down with me if you want."

Hermione considered the implications. She knew without a doubt Harry was not making an inappropriate advance and that he would not make such an advance. She was sure that her parents wouldn't walk in on them, not that there would be anything wrong with what they were doing. They had been so close physically the past 24 hours or so that it felt like part of herself was missing when she wasn't close to him. She wondered if he felt the same way. "Well, give me some room," she said. "This is my side of the bed." Until then she didn't realize she even had a side of the bed, but she wanted to be on Harry's left, just as she had been the night before. Harry smiled and moved over. They didn't turn the covers back.

Harry barely touched his lips to hers. "Sweet dreams," he said.

Harry was lying on his back and Hermione was on her side with her head on his shoulder. He inhaled the sweet fragrance of her hair. It cleared his mind and chased the nightmares away. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," she answered, closing her eyes and giving into the exhaustion.