Chapter Three: The Kiss
The next couple of weeks passed uneventfully, just classes and Quidditch, classes and Quidditch. I rarely had time for anything or anyone with my schedule, and Ron was in exactly the same boat. Poor bloke, he would fall asleep at dinner every night and Hermione and I would have to drag him up the stairs to the dorms. Usually after having carted Ron's heavy body up the stairs we were both pretty tuckered out and we normally went to our respective beds, but one night a few weeks before the Christmas holidays we decided to stay up and do some studying.
What happened between us weeks ago was never brought up again. We had both thought that it was a fluke and we never chose to talk about it. But as I sat there in the common room across from Hermione, the fire casting shadows on her unruly hair, I was suddenly overcome with the urge to kiss her once again. I knew that I was going to have to talk to her about it, but I didn't know how to bring it up. I laughed to myself as I thought about Harry Potter, the boy who lived, having problems with girls. If the Daily Prophet ever got hold of this, it would be all over the front page.
Throughout the night the urge to kiss my best friend did not subside in the least. If anything it only became stronger with every flick of her hair, or sigh that came out of her beautiful mouth. Once I caught her looking at me with almost a lusting look but then she glanced away. As the hour got later my eyes began to droop and get heavy, and I glanced over at Hermione who was still reading away obviously not tired. I decided I wasn't going to leave until she did, I wanted to be as near to her as possible.
Suddenly she glanced up at me, right as I was looking at her. Her eyes were glowing due to the fire right next to her. They were almost an amber color which was absolutely gorgeous. And until that moment I never realized how full her lips actually were, they were like a written invitation to come and kiss her right there. I saw them part and I could see her trying to form words, but none came. Instead she lowered her eyes once again and began reading. It was then that I decided I had had enough of this stupid cat and mouse game we were playing. She wanted me to kiss her as much as I wanted to.
Without really even knowing what I was doing, I had risen from my chair and walked over to her chair determinedly. She head me get up and watched me the entire way. Once I reached her chair, I grabbed her by her hand and pulled her up to stand in front of me. Without preamble I placed my somewhat chapped lips on her delicate ones and poured everything I had into that one kiss. It seemed she was doing the same, because at that moment I felt her entire life collide with mine. Her arms went lazily around my neck as I placed mine around her waist and pulled her in closer to me. It was then that I decided I wanted to kiss her like this for the rest of our lives.
Slowly we pulled away at the same time, and stared into each others eyes. Her mahogany staring into my emerald. A smile formed slowly on her face and I resisted the urge to kiss her again. Finally we spoke.
"I have…" I began at the same time she spoke.
"Finally…"
We both laughed aloud and I urged her to go first.
"I was just saying, its about time you did that."
I laughed and told her I had been waiting to do it for a long time.
Together we made our way over to the big couch and settled down onto it as close as we could get. I put my arm around her shoulders while she leaned into me lowering her head into the crook of my arm. We fit so well, I marveled once again. I could smell her shampoo wafting up into my nostrils and I was in heaven. I felt her hand drawing circles on my leg and smiled to myself. I never wanted this night to end, it was too perfect.
"You know we are going to have to tell Ron about this." She said breaking me from my trance. She had to bring him up right now didn't she?
I grunted and nodded my head. I didn't think Ron was going to have too hard of a time with his two best friends being together, but then again with his temper, you never knew.
We heard the clock strike midnight and realized how late it was getting.
" 'Mione, I really don't want to leave you but it is getting late and we have to get up early for class tomorrow" I said reluctantly.
" I know" she answered tenderly.
She made to get up and started pulling me up with her. As soon as we were standing, I pulled her close to me and we began walking up the stairs together. Everything was in sync with her, I couldn't believe how perfectly we fit together in every aspect of our lives. She was my soul mate I was sure of it. I couldn't believe it took me this long to realize it. We had reached the top of the stairs and I turned towards her, she was smiling at me.
" Hermione, I was thinking…would you want to be my girlfriend? I mean I know its kinda sudden but…" I didn't even get to finish my sentence before she had leaped on me and kissed me hard. I could feel her tongue part my lips and slip inside my mouth. Where had she learned to kiss like that? She pulled away from me grinning.
" Of course I will be your girlfriend Harry Potter, do you think I'm daft?"
I smiled at her and kissed her gently again before pushing her towards her door and walking into mine. My life was about to get a whole lot better, I could tell.