A/N: Holy Crap, it's another chapter! Yes, my dears, another one. I hope you like this one. I sure did. There's a song in this chapter by Da Used. Lol. J/k. if you see Warped Wednesday on Fuse then you'll get it. It's supposed to be funny, especially when they said it. Ok, the song is by The Used. Lead vocals, Bert McCracken (yes, sexy mother f*ckr. O.o Berty, I love you!), wrote the song so the song props goes to him. If you get the song, then congra-f*cking-lations b/c the song alone is sexy also. Lol. It's about love, the making of it and feeling it. Read it, it's hard to understand at first but then you're like "ooo". It's a sweet song. You can so tell that bert was in love when writing the song (feels dry for Bert for losing g/f in accident w/ baby inside. Yep. He was gonna be a father, so they say.)
Here is a link to this sexy beast's pic:
http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y154/kourtney_/pictures/bands/bert.jpg
In Your Eyes
"What do we do now?" Hermione asked.
Her head was resting on Harry's bare chest. She could hear the beating of his heart. He was stroking her hair and caressing her back in small circles. They had just enjoyed another blissful night.
"We marry."
"You know what I mean."
"I didn't think of it before. I just wanted to be here with you."
"I know. It didn't even cross my mind when I said yes," she looked up at him. "What are we doing Harry?"
"We are finally living. We are not living a lie, Hermione," he kissed her temple. "I wish we had discovered this long ago." He took her left hand and smiled to see the ring in her finger.
"You are aware that I'll have to hide it for a while, right?"
He knew what she was talking about. "Yes. When can we finally tell?"
"I don't know. But. I wish I could marry you tonight."
"Then let's do it. We'll do it tonight."
"Oh Harry, it's impossible…"
"No. We'll ask someone to marry us and I'll pay to keep it secret. We'll go to another country if we have to."
"Greece. I want to go there."
"Then get your bags ready. We'll be leaving in a few hours. Let's take a plane, people won't suspect a thing."
"Are you sure?"
"More than ever."
Hours later, they had everything ready. Hermione had a beautiful white satin dress and Harry had a black tuxedo. They had decided to marry at midnight and luckily for them, a muggle priest was willing to that. They were sure that the wizardry world would know nothing of it. It was set to be at the shore of a beach. There were candle lights around and red rose petals scattered on the floor. They found a man outside the airport playing the violin. Harry had asked him to play for them and in turn he'll get paid. They couldn't conjure magic in front of them, but it seemed as if they had. It was a magical place.
"We are here tonight to witness the love of Hermione Jane Granger and Harry James Potter," the priest said.
Harry and Hermione couldn't keep their eyes off each other. They didn't realize that the priest had already asked them for the rings.
"I, Harry James Potter, take thee, Hermione Jane Granger, to be my beloved wife. I would cherished, adore, respect, worship, and love you until the day I die. Until the day I die, I'll spill my heart for you." Harry put the golden ring on Hermione's finger and kissed it.
"I, Hermione Jane Granger, take thee, Harry James Potter, to be my beloved husband. I would take care of you and keep you from any harm. I would love you until the day I die." Hermione put the silver ring on Harry's finger and held his hand.
"Now I declare you, husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Harry waited no more and kissed her deeply. When they let go of each other they smiled and shared a small peck on the lips.
"I love you Mrs. Potter."
"I love you too."
They both thanked the two men and paid them. Once they were gone, Harry conjured a spell that will remove everything there. They took each other's hands and started to walk to their hotel. The waves were producing a lovely rhythm.
Seemed to stop my breath
My head on your chest
Waiting to cave in
From the bottom of my...
Hear your voice again
Can we dim the sun…
And wonder where we've been.
Maybe you and me so…
Kiss me like you did
My heart stopped beating
Such a softer sin.
I'm Melting… I'm Melting
In your eyes…
I lost my place
Could stay a while
And I'm melting
In your eyes…
Like my first time
That I caught fire
Just stay with me, lay with me now.
Never caught my breath
Every second I'm without you, I'm a mess
Ever know each other
Trust these words are stones
Why cuts aren't healing
Learning how to love
I'm melting, I'm melting
In your eyes…
I lost my place
Could stay a while
And I'm melting
In your eyes…
Like my first time
That I caught fire
Just stay with me, lay with me
Stay with me, lay with me now.
You can stay and watch me fall
And of course I'll ask for...
Help......
Just stay with me now
We can take our heads off, stay in bed
Just make love, that's all
Just stay with me now
I'm melting, I'm melting
In your eyes…
I lost my place
Could stay a while
And I'm melting
In your eyes…
Like my first time
That I caught fire
Just stay with me, lay with me
Stay with me, lay with me
In your eyes
Let's sleep till the sun burns out
I'm melting in your eyes
I'm melting in your eyes
Let's sleep till the sun burns out
I'm melting in your eyes
~I Caught Fire By The Used~
Harry opened the door and carried Hermione in. He laid her on the bed and started kissing her. In their kiss, they shared the same wish, to become one again. Harry started to kiss her neck, her weakest spot. She started moaning and it made him continue with hunger. Hermione took his coat off and started to unbutton his shirt and under shirt.
Harry was already taking her dress off. She was now only in her bra and panties. Harry started to kiss her shoulder as he took her bra off. Hermione took his pants off, leaving him with only his underwear.
They looked into each other's eyes. Green met brown. Soul touched soul. They were deeply in love.
"You drive me mad," Harry said as she moaned his name.
"Do I really?" She looked down and saw the need he had for her.
"More than ever," he took her lips again.
Harry moved down and teased both her breasts. He kept going until he met his destination. He saw that the piece of clothing was covering it and hated it for it. He took it off of her, kissing her right leg in the process. Once it was off, he ascended by kissing her other leg. He slowly and carefully started to kiss her sacred temple. Hermione moaned and put both her hands on his head. With one, she pushed him further, and with the other, she pulled him from her.
"Harry…hmm…stop…no, no, don't stop, that's…oh…Harry," Harry smirked against her. "Fuck. Fuck….I need you now. I need…" Hermione pulled his head and demanded his lips. She tasted herself and more.
She finally pushed down his boxers and loved the feeling of being in his arms with nothing to separate them. Harry took this as an order and went inside her. He started thrusting slowly at first but their speed accelerated quickly. They found their rhythm.
Hermione kept moaning his name over and over. She turned him and now she was on top of him. She moved lovingly against him. They kept going until they reached their climax. Once it was over, she collided against him and kissed his lips.
Harry wrapped them both with the sheets and sleep took over them.
Somewhere in England…
A fat, ugly rat was eating a leaf when he froze at the sight of a spirit. That rat turned back into a fat man, Peter Pettigrew.
"M-master?"
A/N: the part where Harry said, Until the day I die, I'll spill my heart for you. It's from a song by Story of the Year. Very rad ppl. I saw them perform on warped. F*cking great! Revie!
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