Before she could answer, or even get her wits about her, Harry leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips back into his, losing herself in the warmth spreading throughout her body. Everything around them began to vanish and suddenly her mind was swimming in a haze. Hermione slid her tongue over Harry's lips and they parted. She had been waiting for this much longer than he had, and hastily darted her tongue into his mouth. She felt him sigh as their tongues mingled within him. The kiss deepened even further and she felt Harry place his hands on either side of her face, drawing her towards him. Her own hands clutched the front of his t-shirt.
They broke apart, gasping for air.
"…Harry…" she looked deeply into his eyes, "I love you too…" He crushed his lips against hers, pushing her onto her back. The feeling of his weight on her was delectable. She could feel his arousal against her thigh and moaned against his lips. They kissed in long, fiery waves. Hermione's hands roamed over Harry's back as his lips dipped from her lips to her chin and then wandered lower to her throat.
Finally! Her heart was screaming.
Harry suddenly stopped and Hermione let out a moan of disappointment. He cupped her cheek with his hand and watched her intently with his deep green eyes.
"What is it, Harry?"
"Marry me?" Her breath caught in her throat and she had to force her tears back. She reached out and tenderly slid her thumb over his lips.
"Of course."
Harry practically leapt on her, pinning her to the ground with sweet kisses. His lips were soft against her, but earnest. She returned his kisses with a deep and long overdue passion. She suddenly felt Harry's hand on the clasp of her cloak.
Is he…?Hermione gasped. Harry pulled his mouth from hers and looked into her eyes.
"Do you want me to stop?" The look in his eyes told Hermione everything she needed to know. She answered him with another kiss. Suddenly all of those awkward nerves she once had about this moment were erased. She felt his hand trembling over her thigh and up her skirt to cup her buttocks. All of the sudden everything was funny. Hermione couldn't suppress her giggles as she felt his teeth nibble at her earlobe
Every fear she ever had about what to do in this situation vanished. It was Harry. None of it mattered any more. She felt him lifting her Muggle top over her head and raised her arms to oblige. She felt the most exquisite sensations as Harry's lips found hers again and then traveled lower to her jaw line, and farther still to her collar bone. Bolts of electricity shot through her body as she became aware of Harry's hand wandering between her thighs. She gripped a handful of Harry's dark hair and let a moan escape her lips as she felt him touch her through the thin material of her panties.
This was going to be much better than she had previously assumed…
This was going to be much better than studying…
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