A/N: Hey everyone, thanks for all the reviews, there is a definite chance that I will be writing a sequel. This chapter is sort of short and not my best, I wrote it kind of on the go but please tell me what you think! **R/R**!!!
Chapter 6: I Need To Know
The next morning, I awoke to a feeling of something heavy lying across my stomach. I opened my eyes and saw on my alarm clock, that it was nearing nine am. I rolled over and came face to face with a very naked Harry. He had his arms wrapped around my waist and I couldn't help but think of waking up in his arms every morning. Not that I expected that to happen or anything…
Taking advantage of the fact that he was still asleep, and allowed my eyes my eyes to roam his body. His raven hair was sticking up in odd places; for a second I felt a pang in my stomach because of the absence of his emerald pools gazing into my own. However, the feeling quickly disappeared, as memories of the night before came flooding back. So it really did happen…it was all real.
"What are you so happy about?" Harry's husky voice brought me out of my reverie.
"Oh, I - um…" What I was going to say became unimportant because at that moment Luna decided to burst into my bedroom. Harry, whose reflexes were quite fast because of Quidditch and auror training, quickly pulled the sheet up over him and myself.
"Holy shit!" Luna shrieked. Her eyes were bulging out of her head.
"Um…I'll just go downstairs so you two can uh…talk…" Harry stammered uncomfortably after a few moments of silence. "Oh, Luna would you mind waiting uh…outside for two seconds?" he asked as he remembered that he only had the sheet around him.
"Sure," Luna replied, giggling then left the room. Harry and I both swung our legs over opposite sides of my bed and started to get dressed. After finishing up, Harry slid over to my side of the bed.
"We'll talk after, okay?"
"Okay," I said still not believing that this was all real. Harry leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.
"See you in a bit," he said leaving the room, and leaving me speechless. The second he left, Luna came strolling in my bedroom looking as if she had just found out that she'd won the lottery.
"So…you wanna tell me about…last night?" She asked casually.
"Well, do you want the whole story?"
"What do you think? Of course I do! I want all the details!" How can someone be so excited at nine in the morning?
"Ok…" I said, unsure of where to start.
I told Luna everything that happened between Harry and me since I last saw her, Friday night. Sometimes she would stop me and ask a question or two, but she was a relatively good listener and was very interested in what I was saying. At the end of my `story', Luna was left sitting on the edge of my bed, speechless, with her trademark dreamy look spread across her face.
"That's amazing!" She exclaimed and pulled me into a huge hug, nearly knocking the breath out of me. "Do you know what this means?"
"Uh…should I?" I said, confused.
"It means," she continued, completely ignoring my question, "that you and Harry can finally stop doing the stupid dance that you've been doing since you were twelve and get down to what's really important."
"And that would be?" I know I wasn't sounding very bright at the moment, but hey, I was never really good at the whole `love' thing anyways.
"The two of you. Just concentrate on making it work. Stop worrying that it won't work out and that you're going to lose your best friend that you had since forever, `cause he's not going anywhere." Luna explained to me. She had always been one to make a speech, and it was a good thing too; without her, I'd be completely lost.
"So…what are you sitting here for? Get your ass downstairs and talk to your man!" She said, more like ordered.
"He's not really mine Luna…"
"Yeah you're right. He won't be unless you go talk to him. Tell him how you feel, tell him how you've been feeling. Don't let this just pass you by Mione, and pretend nothing happened. You don't know how much you'll regret it."
"Alright then," I said walking over to the door. "Thanks so much Luna, for everything you've helped me with. I don't know what I'd do without you." I pulled her into a hug, then a few seconds later I suddenly remembered something I'd been meaning to ask since she arrived.
"Hey Luna?"
"Yeah Mione?" she asked.
"What made you burst into my bedroom at nine o'clock in the morning, and how'd you get through the front door anyways?"
"Um…are you a witch or not? Did you forget we can apparate? And as for the reason why I'm here, ask me some other time, today's your day," she told me, with a secret smile on her face, her sapphire eyes sparkling.
We walked together downstairs and said our goodbyes at the door. After she left, I walked to the doorway of the living room, took a deep breath and walked in. Harry was sitting on the couch, looking out the window. He was only wearing boxer pajamas and a wife-beater tank top and his hair was still unruly.
"Hey…" I said slowly. He turned his head to look at me, and smiled.
"Hey," he replied. Once again, he had that expression on his face, as if he knew something I didn't. I stood there in the middle of the living room, unsure of what to do. "Come sit down," he said, patting a spot on the couch next to him. I sat down, and looked at the floor while fidgeting with my hands.
Is he waiting for me to say something? I thought, after a few moments of silence. I cleared my throat and looked at him for a few seconds, gathering my thoughts.
"Harry what happened to us?" I asked him out of the blue. His eyes widened in shock, as if he never considered the question.
"What do you mean?"
"At Hogwarts we were best friends. Inseparable. Just you, Ron and me. Then after graduation you asked me if I wanted to move into your parent's old house with you. We continued to be the best of friends up until a few weeks ago, where we went from being best friends, to two best friends living together with an awkward tension between us. And now…now we've past the point of no return. It's all or nothing now. I need to know whether last night actually meant something to you or not. I can't keep doing this; wondering what you're thinking and feeling, it's driving me mad," I stopped to catch my breath, thinking that maybe I should have just kept my mouth shut.
I felt Harry's hand cover mine, and our fingers intertwined.
"Mione, listen," he started, finding his voice. "Come on Mione, please look at me," he pleaded. I turned to face him, and saw a softness in his eyes I had never seen before. "Last night…meant the world to me. It was more than I could ever imagine. And the other day in the kitchen, I was going to tell you something, but then you just left and I thought I didn't have a chance."
"What were you going to tell me?" I asked slowly.
"I wanted to tell you that I…love you. I love you Hermione," he said a second time as if he couldn't believe the words were coming out of his mouth.
My heart and my mind were racing. I had finally heard him say the three words that I've been waiting to hear for years. I practically threw myself against him, wrapping my arms around his neck and gave him the most passionate kiss ever.
"I love you too…so much," I said pulling away. A huge grin crept across Harry's face as he leaned in for another kiss.
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