Every cliché you can think of occurred when my lips pressed against hers, it took a few moments for her to respond hell I was shocked that I'd kissed her so I could only guess at what she was feeling. She moaned softly and whimpered and I was in heaven, do you have any idea what that sound can do to a guy. I pulled her closer, sweeping my tongue across her bottom lip and she opened her mouth to me and my tongue slipped in and the slow fiery duel began. Suddenly she pulled away from me and a look of horror crossed her face and my heart almost broke, she's wearing that look because I kissed her. That's when little Ginerva let rip, bastard whore, betrayer, I can't even remember half the names she called us that night.
Ginny left after about fifteen minutes ranting and cursing both of us and made me feel even angrier but it seemed to make Hermione feel ashamed or something because before I had a chance to tell her what I was feeling. I watched as my hope for the future vanished up the girl's dormitory steps.
Seems Ginny must have ran straight to the infirmary after she had finished chewing both of us out cause as if things between Hermione and I weren't tense enough Ron got out of the infirmary in time to make it to breakfast.
Naturally it was all my fault, I turned Hermione against him, I'm the boy who has everything, yadda, yadda, yadda you know, Ron's usual crap. Now usually I'll just ignore him, but he turned his attention to Hermione and as soon as that Scarlet Woman Crap started I had had enough. There was no mention of his late night shagging tryst with Lavender nor of any of the hurtful, hell poisonous comments he'd made to her the day before. Just that Hermione was shagging me behind his back.
It was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. I grabbed a hold of his robes and I shook him hard. "Listen you whiny little bastard!" I was so mad I couldn't see straight. "I am tired of your obsessive bullshit about the things I have and you don't!" Unfortunately I never really got much further than that cause he punched me. Now growing up with Dudley, getting Crucioed several times and numerous hexes as part of your supposed training gives you a hell of a thresh hold for pain, but he surprised me and my grip on his robes loosened and he took advantage of it by punching me again. Now at six foot one Ron's no puny gimp, but lets face it he's not Dudley so I blocked his next punch and drilled him solidly in the kidneys dropping him to his knee's in a gasping heap. Dumb bastard I swear it's genetic with the Weasely's lost his temper completely and the two of us ended up in a rolling melee of fists and feet.
Then Dumbledore Stupefied the both of us.
I was revived in the Headmasters office and he sat there on the other side of his desk staring at me. I knew I was in trouble, he wasn't twinkling. "Would you care to explain the scene in the great hall Mr Potter?"
I sighed; great we are using last names. Slowly I worked my sore jaw and sat up before calmly explaining what had happened the previous evening. He shook his head sadly. "Harry now is not the time to be risking friendships."
I nodded sadly at him. "I know Sir, but I didn't start this mess and I can't help loving her."
He let me go but informed me of Mcgonnagal actions with the house points and I knew I was in trouble with the rest of the house. But surprisingly they all seemed to take Hermione's side and decided that I was just looking out for her and Ron was at fault. I got a week's detention with Filch for that little stunt, Ron, to keep us separated got a weeks detention with Snape which I kinda found fitting.
That was the end of Ron's and mine friendship, he blamed me for Hermione dumping him, I hated him for hurting her like he did and Hermione, Hermione was avoiding me. Now not wanting to talk to Ron I could understand, she'd caught him shagging Lavender Brown, but me, I know I was a little rash kissing her like I did but I know she enjoyed it.
So that's how I found myself alone on a Hogsmeade weekend a week before the Christmas break. I was the only one staying, and I knew I shouldn't expect any kinda of gifts this year from the Weasely's, hell I doubted whether they would ever invite me to the Burrow again.
I was looking for a few Christmas gifts, Ron being a dick or not I still loved the rest of his family and would by for them like I always did regardless of the fact they would likely just return them to me. That's when it caught my eye, it glimmered just in the corner of my field of vision and I stopped to see what it was, the sign above the shop was discreet, no flashy symbols, no garish advertisements, it just read Solomon's.
I stared at the window at the velvet pad that took centre place and the chain and gemstone that hung there on display, it was simple, elegant, refined and not to flashy and I knew I had to get it for Hermione.
The door chimed as I stepped inside the store into it's dimly lit interior and I smiled nervously at the man behind the counter who looked at me like I was dragging mud all over his nice floor.
"May I help you Sir?" His voice reminded me strongly of Snapes and I sighed as I pointed to the window.
"The necklace, I want it, how much."
The man chuckled. "My dear boy that is a heart stone Diamond, one of the most expensive pieces we carry in the store, perhaps you would be better off looking in Sapphire and Rose down the street, their prices are much more within your range I believe."
Now I know I complain about people gawking at my scar and calling me the boy who lived, but sometimes, just sometimes it can work in my favour. I tilted my head slightly and I smiled in that unfriendly friendly way people can do and flicked my hair from the front of my face, the scar vivid against my skin and the man behind the counter blanched.
"Mr Potter, please forgive me, the necklace did you say right away sir!"
Nodding I pulled out my money bag and set it down on the counter as the man quickly wrapped the small box for me and told me the price, I whistled, it was expensive, more than I thought, but lets face it if she's not worth it then who is?
The last week passed torturously slow, part of me wished she would change her mind, that she would stay with me here in the tower, but I knew that wish wasn't fair on her or her parents. So on the day when everyone was leaving I stood at the window of Gryffindor tower and watched as she climbed into the carriage and she stopped and looked around and her eyes met mine and I swallowed painfully as I fought the tears that were pushing to the surface. Never let them see you bleed I chanted in my mind as I watched the carriage door close and she was gone.
It was empty, I spent days alone in the tower avoiding the few students left from other houses, avoiding the teachers, when I craved company I visited Dobby in the kitchens and when I didn't want to be found I created a personal space in the room of requirement. I sent Hedwig with the few gifts I had bought but on Christmas Eve I had her make a special delivery, I wanted Hermione's gift to be there for her the moment she woke.
I quickly scrawled a message in my untidy handwriting.
Hermione
Some things like your present will last forever and will never fade
Love Harry
And before my nerve failed I tied the package to Hedwig's leg and watched her fly off. Job Done I retreated to my dorm for the evening and waited wishing for tomorrow to pass as quickly as possible.
When I woke up that morning a small pile of gifts rested at the foot of my bed but I had no interest in them, the one thing I wanted, the only gift I needed wouldn't be there. So feeling particularly sorry for myself I retreated into the common room and sat beside the fire and stared into it's crimson and gold depths.
Not sure how long I sat there really and I was shook out of my thoughts as the portrait opened and thinking it was likely Dumbledore or Lupin I continued to study the flames. That lasted about as long as it took for me to recognise the breathing and believing this to be a dream I turned to look at her. "Hey."
"Why?"
I smiled slightly, I couldn't help it she had this flustered look about her and her cheeks rosy from the cold. "Because like I said in the note like the diamond, some things are forever and will never fade."
She growled at me, she really shouldn't do that cause it's as sexy as hell and makes me want to snog her senseless but she stood there classic Hermione hands on hips glaring at me. "Don't play silly buggers Harry, why did you give this to me?"
So it was like that was it, denial so I stood, I never really noticed how much taller than her I was till that very moment and I stared down at her wishing her to see my emotions in my eyes. "Because I love you." She started to cry, not the reaction I was hoping for but I wasn't to be deterred, she was here, with me and so I dipped my head and pressed my lips to her cheeks to kiss away her tears and her arms found their way around my neck and she surprised the hell out of me because this time. This time she kissed me.
TBC…
AN: Sorry for the delay but I a rush to get unpacked after decorating I kinda triggered about of my own personal hell and left myself exhausted for several days. But here it is part 2 there's only one part left after this so I hope you enjoy oh yeah…R&R would ya.
Yours Truly
The Evil known as Kai Lun Mau