All I Ask of You
Harry, Ron, and Hermione's flat was dead quiet. Only the sounds of Ron's snores could be heard. Harry, who had trouble sleeping for the past couple of nights was awake, just thinking and watching the fire crackle in front of him. Hermione was tossing and turning in her bed from the same nightmare she had been having for months now. The night was still and so was the flat.
No more talk
of darkness,
Forget these
wide-eyed fears.
I'm here,
nothing can harm you -
my words will
warm and calm you.
Harry continued to watch the fire crackle and he sighed. He didn't know what these feelings were. He didn't know if it was love or just hormones. It bothered him that every time Hermione walked in a room, he would feel like his stomach was being ripped out of him. She was just his friend and nothing more. He knew that. He was just trying to convince himself.
He heard a floorboard creak and spun around in the armchair he was sitting in. Hermione was there in a bright yellow nightgown holding her cat, Crookshanks. The look in her eyes was familiar. He remembered that wide eyed look when she had bad dreams. Holding out his arms to her, she ran into him, sobbing.
"It's okay, Hermione. I'm here."
Let me be
your freedom,
let daylight
dry your tears.
I'm here,
with you, beside you,
to guard you
and to guide you . . .
The dream had been haunting her all night so far. The same thing for many nights. Harry in the final battle being killed by Voldemort, with nothing left of him but dust. It haunted her so much because for the past two years, she knew she had so many feeling for Harry that it would be impossible for her to live without him. Gripping his black nightshirt with her fist, she stopped her crying and looked up at him.
"I'm sorry, Harry. It was just -"
"I know." he said interrupting her.
Say you love me
every waking moment,
turn my head
with talk of summertime . . .
All she wanted right now was to kiss Harry with every passion inside her body. That wouldn't do. She couldn't break their bond as friends. It would be horrible to bear if she did and they never spoke again. Raising her face to his she whispered to him.
"Why are you awake?"
"Oh. Just can't sleep. I've been thinking."
"That's a nice change."
Harry hit her arm slightly and they smiled at each other. This moment was being logged into his memory forever. A slight romantic moment with Hermione Jane Granger. He couldn't help but smiling to himself.
Say you need me
with you,
now and always . . .
promise me that all
you say is true -
that's all I ask
of you . . .
"Harry……I had that dream again."
"I know." was all he said.
Hermione began to watch the fire along with Harry. The sexual tension between them was growing as the minutes passed. Not one of them touched each other, both afraid they would both go haywire. Instead, Harry stroked her hair while she just stared at the fire.
Let me be
your shelter,
let me
be your light.
You're safe:
No-one will find you
your fears are
far behind you . . .
"I wish my dreams would stop." she said.
"Maybe they will with time. Or maybe they are trying to tell you something."
"Maybe they are."
Digging her head in his chest she inhaled, smelling him. It was strange for her to do, but she couldn't help but smiling at his scent. He smelt like peppermint.
All I want
is freedom,
a world with
no more night . . .
and you
always beside me
to hold me
and to hide me . . .
"Harry?"
"Yes."
"Were you thinking about a girl? Someone you like?"
At this he kind of had that feeling again. The one where his stomach is being ripped out. He didn't want to tell her but if he didn't, he may never get another chance. Taking a very deep breath he started to tell her when she smiled.
"I knew it." she said before he even got in a word.
He huffed and she smiled. This was one of the best moments in her life. She knew he had been thinking about her. Feeling her heat swell she looked him in the eyes.
"Was it me?"
He nodded and smiled at her.
Then say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime . . .
Let me lead you
from your solitude . . .
Say you need me
with you
here, beside you . . .
anywhere you go,
let me go too -
Hermione,
that's all I ask
of you . . .
"Was it good thoughts?"
He nodded again and he pulled her close to him. When they weren't very far apart he whispered to her.
"Very, very good thoughts."
Feeling her head begin to get dizzy she moved her face towards his, almost breaking the boundary to his lips.
Say you'll share with
me one
love, one lifetime . . .
say the word
and I will follow you . . .
Share each day with
me, each
night, each morning . . .
Before she could stop herself she spit out those words. The words that would break their friendship forever. She wanted this more than anything but maybe Harry didn't. But it was to late. She had already said it.
"Say you love me." she said.
"You know I do…"
Love me -
that's all I ask
of you . . .
Before it could be stopped they both hit each others lips, smashing the boundary. It was so full of passion that Hermione had fallen back unto the couch with Harry on top of her. This was making them both do cartwheels in their brains. When they pulled apart they smiled and lifted up, watching the fire once more.
Anywhere you go
let me go too . . .
Love me -
that's all I ask
of you . .