~**Ok, it's really scary how much you guys think like me! :) Last night after I uploaded the new chapter, I thought about how much I missed the smutty, fluffy interaction between our golden couple. You may be angry at me for how Harry behaves at first, but please keep reading because not only is there an explanation, there is a little smut added in at the end. Enjoy, and please review!!!**~
Hermione had still been reading Hera's diary as everyone started to make their way out of the room to go pack. "Wait!" she yelled, startling everyone and causing them to turn quickly towards her. "I have the wrong temple" she said, uncharacteristically admitting her mistake. "The temple in Lindos was a minor temple with hardly any followers and I don't think we would find anything there. But one of her biggest temples used to be in Samos; that is where we need to go next."
Remus looked at her and asked "are you sure this time? I won't be able to change the portkey once I get it" he explained as she glared at him.
"I'm sure; we need to go to Samos." Remus nodded and walked out the door with everyone once again following him. As they made their way back to their rooms to pack, Harry followed Ginny to the door and closed it behind her.
Walking over to set Conlan in the crib, Harry noticed that Hermione hadn't lifted her nose out of the diary since she had walked in the door. "Hermione, come on, we need to start packing" he said, starting to become angry when she didn't even acknowledge him. "Hermione..." he started to say, and then glared at her as she put one finger up as if to tell him to wait a minute. Harry was standing across the small table in about three strides. Slamming both of his hands onto the tabletop, Harry yelled "Damn it, Hermione, look at me!!"
Hermione looked up, startled when Harry had hit the table. She looked up at his face and was shocked at what she saw there. His eyes were ablaze, his cheeks were tinged pink and it was definitely not a look of love that he was giving her. If it were anyone else, she would be a little afraid right now. "What Harry?" she asked, somewhat condescendingly. "Can't you see I'm busy? I'm trying to translate this entry."
"I...don't...give...a SHIT about that...that damn diary!!" he yelled, then surprising even himself, reached over and grabbed the diary off of the table. Harry tossed the book across the room and turned back to see the angry look on Hermione's face. "Harry..."
"DON'T!!" he yelled, stopping whatever bullshit was going to come out of her mouth. "I have had it with you today; I understand how important it is for us to find the scepter before Lucius does. I understand more than probably anyone else in our group. But..." he stopped and breathed deeply, trying to reign in his temper "nothing, and I mean absolutely NOTHING, is more important than our son!"
Hermione looked at him, her eyes wide as she stared at him. "What do you...?"
"Don't you DARE ask me what I mean!" he said almost in a growl. "Ever since we came back to the hotel the only thing on your mind is finding the scepter. What happened to the Hermione that was scared to leave her son this afternoon? You haven't even looked at him!"
"I...I wanted to look this up before I lost my train of thought" said Hermione, her reason sounding lame even to her.
"Oh, of course" said Harry, glaring at her. Harry walked around the table so that he was standing in front of her and bent down so that he was face to face with her. "Maybe you would like to invite Phoenix in here to help you with your research?" he sneered, very un-Harry like.
"What?!" Hermione asked, confused by his behavior. "What the bloody hell are you on about Harry?"
Quicker than she had ever seen him move, Harry reached out, grabbed her by the arms and turned her, slamming her back against the wall. Pressing himself up against her, he asked "what's the matter, I'm not good enough for you anymore?" Harry started grinding himself into her and she forcefully pushed him away, her fear now growing by the minute.
"What is wrong with you?!" she yelled, advancing on him and putting her palms on his chest, shoving him away from her hard.
"What's wrong with me? You want to know what is wrong with me?" Harry leveled her with his gaze, and she noticed that his emerald eyes weren't just emerald anymore; there was a swirl of red mixed in. "I have stood behind you this entire time; from when you had Conlan and refused to take care of him up until now. And how do you repay me for my love and kindness? BY TAKING THAT ASSHOLE PHOENIX'S SIDE OVER MINE!! I AM YOUR HUSBAND, AND YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE A FOOL IN FRONT OF HIM AND EVERYBODY ELSE!!!" Conlan had started crying, startled by Harry's loud voice. When Hermione started to make her way to him, Harry stepped in front of her and asked "what, so now you're going to play the doting Mum?"
Harry almost smiled as he saw the hurt his last comment had caused her. Good, she deserved it! Harry turned and went to Conlan, picking him up and calming him down. Feeling himself suddenly start to calm, Harry looked at Hermione and saw the tears falling down her cheeks. He stood there watching her cry, wondering what the hell had come over him. He walked up to her and put out her hand to wipe away her tears and watched in horror as she flinched away from him.
"Hermione" he whispered, then walked up to her and quickly wrapped his free arm around her shoulders, hugging her to him. "Oh Merlin, love, I'm so sorry. I have no idea what made me say those things to you." He felt her body shake as she cried and he felt so horrible. "Shhh, please don't cry, I am so sorry!" He heard her sniffle and she raised her head, not meeting his eyes.
"I need to take a shower before we leave" she said, looking at the floor as she walked toward the bathroom. Harry watched in despair, wondering what had come over him. He looked down at Conlan who was cradled in his arms, and saw his son staring back at him with amazingly clear eyes. "What have I done Conlan?" he asked their son, feeling lost and hopeless.
"AAHHH!!!!!" yelled Lucius, standing up from his chair and grabbing his head in pain. "Damn brat, I had a perfect link with Potter until he picked up his little bastard!!"
'We would have had him if it had not been for the child' said Voldemort's voice in Lucius's head. 'We could have used Potter to kill his mudblood wife and we wouldn't have to worry about them getting to the scepter before us. If he hadn't picked up the kid she would be dead by now.'
"What could the child do to break our connection? It's two weeks old" stated Lucius "it couldn't be that powerful yet."
'Obviously you don't remember the little fiasco in your dungeons Lucius. It was the child that protected it's parents from my killing curse and it will only get more powerful unless we can eradicate it and its' parents.'
After Hermione had gotten out of the shower, she went into their room and started to pack her things. Harry sat on the bed watching her, feeling horrible about what he had said and done. "Hermione?" he asked quietly, hoping she wouldn't ignore him.
"What?" she asked quietly, causing Harry to release the breath he didn't know he was holding.
He got up and slowly walked up to her, reaching his hand out to caress her arm where he had left bruises there before. "Merlin, Hermione, I am so sorry for what I did; I have no idea what came over me." She looked at him with disbelief written all over her face. "I swear to you, all I meant to do was talk to you about what happened in the tunnel today, but it was like something snapped inside of me and I was overcome with this murderous rage..."
"Stop Harry" she said, drawing his attention back to her. She stood staring into his eyes, as if searching for something. "Have you been practicing occlumency lately?" When he couldn't hold her gaze after her question, she had her answer. "I was thinking while I showered and I know you...you would have never hurt me like that Harry. I know you well enough to know the real you." Harry looked at her and smiled, part of him relieved that she believed him. "I think Voldemort tried to tap in to your thoughts and use you to get rid of me." She shuddered after saying this, the thought of Harry killing her clear in her mind. "There was red mixed into the green of your eyes; it must have been Lucius's inexperience that caused that to slip through."
Harry took one step and wrapped her in his arms, squeezing her so tight it was hard for her to breath. She returned his hug whole heartedly, relishing the feel of being in his arms. Harry pulled back a little and leaned in, placing a light kiss on her forehead, the tip of her nose and then on her lips. Just that small taste of her lips made him feel drugged and he remembered how much he had wanted her lately. He missed the feeling of her skin under his hands, the taste of her skin and how it felt to be buried deep inside of her. Merlin, he wanted her so bad. Letting his desire overcome him, Harry attacked her lips and kissed her hard, shoving his tongue forcefully into her mouth. He heard her moan and almost lost control of himself; he proceeded to back her up until she hit the bed and lay down with him following her. Harry broke from their kiss, panting and after taking a few deep breaths proceeded to kiss and suck the sensitive skin on her neck. He came upon the first button of her shirt and lost all sense of patience; he ripped her shirt open and grabbed the bottom of her bra, pushing it up and exposing her breasts. "Harry..." she whispered.
"I know; five more days, but nothing says we can't make each other feel good" he said and then bent down to take one of her hardened nipples into his mouth. Hermione almost cried out; it had been so long since they had touched each other like this and it felt so good. He continued to lavish her nipple with his mouth while he kneaded her other breast, pinching and teasing that nipple with his fingers which caused Hermione to moan in pleasure.
She couldn't stand it anymore, she needed to touch him too, and so she reached down and undid the button and zipper on his jeans. Plunging her hand inside, she wrapped her hand around him and felt him thick and pulsing with need. Harry continued to suckle her breasts, moving from one to the other, giving both equal attention. Suddenly Hermione could feel herself climbing higher and higher, on the verge of an orgasm just from the ministrations of Harry's wonderful mouth and hands. Closing her eyes, she felt herself climax and her body shudder, waves of immense pleasure washing over her. Riding it out, she slowed her breathing and felt Harry grow harder in her hand. She opened her eyes and looked at Harry, noticing his own hooded, desire filled eyes staring at her.
Hermione gently pushed him off of her and flat on his back on the bed. "Hermione, what...?"
"I'm paying you back" she said, smiling while she pulled his pants down around his ankles, along with his boxers. She saw his erection and wished she could just hop on and ride him for all she was worth. She missed having him inside her, having them joined as one. Shaking the thought out of her head, she bent over and took him into her mouth slowly, causing Harry's eyes to roll into the back of his head. She slowly moved back up his shaft and continued her motions, slowly at first but then speeding up. Harry buried his hands in her damp hair, his body humming with sexual energy. Feeling close to release, he signaled her to stop, but instead she buried him completely in her mouth. Harry lost control and emptied himself, hearing her gag and pull away quickly. Opening his eyes, he watched as Hermione ran into the bathroom and listened as she turned the water on in the sink. When she came back out, he had already cleaned himself off and pulled his jeans back on.
"Are you ok?" he asked, reaching out to pull her into his lap. She sat and looked embarrassed as she said "I'm fine; it just...tasted horrible." He tried not to laugh but couldn't help it and she hit him in the arm playfully. "I'm sorry" he said, suppressing his smile "but I tried to warn you that I was going to come."
"I know, but I've always heard the other girls gossip about it in our dorm and I thought I'd try it." Wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him, she said "don't expect me to ever do that again."
"As long as you don't mean the act itself, it's fine by me." He claimed her lips again, but this time he slowly explored her mouth, enjoying their time alone together.
As luck would have it, someone started pounding on their door and they broke their kiss reluctantly. Hermione got up from his lap and walked to the door, waiting as Harry pulled his shirt on. Hermione pulled the door open and saw Ron standing there.
"Remus said to come tell you guys that we're ready to go" said Ron, noticing her pink tinged cheeks. "What have you two been doing?" he asked, then regretted asking as Hermione's face now turned red and Harry had a shit eating grin on his face. "Never mind, I don't want to know. Get your stuff and meet us in my parents room." Ron turned and walked down the hall, muttering to himself and shaking his head.
Harry was laughing as he stood up and started to gather the rest of his things together. Hermione walked over and started to do the same, her face still red with embarrassment. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about love" he said with a big smile still on his face. "We are married; do they expect us to be celibate the rest of our lives?"
"Of course not; I just don't like Ron knowing that we were fooling around at such a serious time" she said, zipping up her pack.
"We deserve a little fun, don't you think?" Harry asked, walking up to Hermione and cupping her face in his hands. "I wanted to atone for what I did to you before; I wanted to show you how much I love and cherish you. Is that so bad, at any time in our lives?"
"No" she said, and then kissed him. "We need to get going" she said, and before she could pick up her pack, Harry had it and was walking toward the door. "I have all of our stuff, you just need to get Conlan."
Hermione walked over and picked up their son, who was blissfully asleep, and then walked out the door. Making a quick sweep of the room with his eyes, making sure they didn't forget anything, Harry pulled the door closed and followed Hermione down the hall.