*A/N: I am very pleased with the response from the last chapter!!! Thanks so much, folks! I really appreciate it. It's amazing how I just let this story sit for a while, wrote something else, watched as my stories were completely hated on FanFiction.net and then came back to such great support. Thanks to all of you!*
*Disclaimer: Well, my economic analyst says that I am in what is called a "Great
Depression", so even if I did claim to own it, would you really want to sue? Wait, I still have
viable organs…so don't answer that!*
*One More Chance*
"Loving Harry is completely ridiculous." Hermione rationalized in her head, "Harry and I are just…just…No! I can't love Harry. I'm just having a weak moment. He'd probably role on the floor laughing if I told him all this." She was still screaming at herself internally and slightly muttering out loud as she approached the steps of her apartment, fumbling with her keys, she finally opened the door and stomped up the stairs to her apartment door.
Kathryn opened the door just as Hermione reached it. "Bad day?" she asked. She had heard the stomping and
rushed to the door.
"I think that I love Harry" Hermione mumbled as she passed by Kathryn and took off her coat.
"Forgive my ignorance, but that doesn't seem like a bad thing. Should it be?" Kathryn asked, confused.
She was still standing in the doorway, though she has just shut the door.
"Kay, I have no idea. I am so fucking confused. I don't need this shit right now! I called him and he's
being a bastard and not returning my call. My imbecile of a secretary, who did nothing all day, decides that Harry and
I would be good together and won't let it go. What the fuck? Like Harry and I look good together!" Hermione
ranted in one breath. She kind of scared herself. "Fuck this shit! I am going to bed!" She said, in one,
final exasperation.
"Herms, its only 6:30!" Kathryn called after Hermione. She got only an "I don't give a flying fuck!" and set about making dinner. She knew that Hermione just needed to cool off. She'd be ok and would eventually figure herself out. However, in the meantime, being around her was like being around a volatile volcano; you never were sure when it would blow.
After a good hour or so of alone time, Hermione heard a knock at her bedroom door. Kathryn stood their holding a plate
of food. "I thought you'd be hungry." She said quietly placing the dish on the desk to her left.
"I'm going to bed now; I have an early shift tomorrow." She gave Hermione a kiss on the head and made her
way to the door. "Oh and Herms?" she said as she stood in the doorway. Hermione lifted her bowed head and
looked at her roommate with watery eyes. "For the record, you two DO look good together" and she closed the
door behind her.
Hermione spent the next twenty or so minutes alternating between eating and sobbing. She was so confused. Finishing
her dinner, she put the plate back on the desk and curled up into a little ball on her bed and fell asleep.
*~*~*
Harry awoke to the sounds of a soft grumble coming from his stomach. Getting up, he stumbled a bit and made his way to the kitchen. He couldn't decide what he wanted until his eyes fell upon the cereal box in the cupboard. Seizing it, he fixed himself a large bowl and set about eating silently. He felt better for some reason. He would be alright, he determined. It would pass. He could make it without her. His daydreams were interrupted by a loud knock at the door. It startled him because it was so late at night. Looking at the clock, its display read 1:36 am. "What the hell?" he thought as he heard a knock again on the door.
Getting up he made his way to the door. Opening it, he let out a small gasp. Hermione, dressed in work clothes, stood in front of him with tears in her eyes. "Mione, what's going on? Why are you here?" he asked concerned.
"Oh Harry!" Hermione gasped, rushing up to him and locking her lips on his. This kiss was far better than the initial one they had shared. The first one had been chaste and innocent. This one was full of passion and desire. Harry, though initially surprised, deepened the kiss and picked Hermione up and brought her towards his room, putting her down short of the door so that he could take a breath.
He looked down into her deep, brown eyes. Eyes, which were so full of love and tenderness, Harry's heart burst with love for her. "I…I…" Hermione stuttered. Harry shushed her with another kiss and picked her up, this time finally making it to his bedroom.
"I haven't done this in so long," Hermione thought as she began to unbutton Harry's shirt. He continued to place small kisses following from her ear to her shoulder. His breath tickled her skin as she removed his shirt and he removed hers.
She rubbed her hands down his back and felt him fumble and finally succeed in unhitching her bra clasp. She gasped slightly as his hands began to roam all over her back and chest. He began to drop small kisses down the valley between her breasts, past her bellybutton and finally stopping at her waist, where her pants hindered his ability to continue. Unbuttoning the button, he seemed to follow each of his actions with a kiss in the newly shown skin. Unzipping her jeans, he pulled her knickers down with the jeans, and hardly noticed when they fell on his feet. He continued to kiss her, following along the lines of her groin. However, once he reached the epicenter of her womanhood, he stopped and climbed back up her body and kissed her passionately, causing her lips to swell.
Hermione, completely aroused, pulled down Harry's pajama bottoms and his boxers. Setting sight on his manhood, she sighed into the kiss they were so passionately locked in.
Stopping momentarily, he looked at her, silently asking permission. She nodded slightly and Harry moved himself to her center. His eyes, never left hers as she felt him gently push into her. She felt a slight pain because of the size of him, which needed to be accommodated, but soon was completely numb to any feeling other than pleasure. She watched his face as she completely surrounded him and he began a slow, steady rhythm. She felt wave after wave of pleasure over take her. Harry, thoroughly enjoying Hermione's moans and grins of pleasure, soon succumbed to his own pleasure, releasing his own essence into her, he collapsed, exhausted to the side of her.
Kissing her forehead, he whispered that one sentence she so desperately wanted to hear, "I love you." Kissing him back, she whispered it back to him and snuggled into him. He smiled a satiated smile and slowly drifted to sleep.
*A/N: Well, there it is - my first romance scene. I am sorry if it sucked, but I hate those scenes that are graphic and explosive. To me, they seem to rob the whole act of any kind of passion. Well, please READ AND REVIEW!!!
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