A/N: Thank you everyone for the reviews, I'm really happy to know that you all are enjoying this story and actually are having a great time reading, once again a HUGE thanks to my beta and here it is the next ch, enjoy.
Chapter Six: Do I Have Feelings For Him?
Another evening saw Hermione and Harry together under the same roof. Hermione was taking another long bath and Harry sat on the couch smiling; thinking he couldn't care less about the excess hot water bill. Let her use all the hot water in the world if she likes, if it means she stays right where she is.
Harry's smile couldn't hide the fact that he was still very mad at Adam for what happened to her. He was afraid he knew exactly what he would do if he saw that git again and it wouldn't be pretty. He sighed and rested his head in his hands, still barely believing her so called husband had almost hit her and Harry suspected this thought would remain on his mind for a very long time. All the `what ifs' continued to run around his tired brain. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice Hermione was sitting next to him and putting an arm around his shoulders.
"Harry I think I know what is going through your mind, I'm ok ."
"But - - ."
"I'm ok. I may well have done something awful if you and Ron hadn't arrived in time. But for now I'm ok, and so very thankful for your help," She said running a hand through his hair.
"I can't get it out of my mind Mione. He already hurt you and he was ready to - - ." Harry looked at her "What happened for him to get that mad?"
Hermione took a long deep breath and started telling him what happened as well as what Adam wanted hear her confess to. This all made Harry even madder at Adam and he couldn't believe that he made Hermione say something so obviously untrue.
"Sometimes I still wonder what you saw in him to marry him in the first place." Harry said. "Do you hate me for thinking that?"
"No Harry, I could NEVER hate you, and you're only thinking the same thing I am. But the truth is he was different then. He was very sweet, caring. He understood me; he would do anything to make me smile. Who knows, I think that after we got married he started to change. He isn't that caring anymore and he doesn't appear to care anymore when I have a problem. This news about not having children only made him worse," Hermione was looking at her hands "Maybe I was a prize to him all along. Maybe he is only now showing who he truly is."
Harry wrapped his arms affectionately around her shoulders "Why do you think you were a prize?"
"Adam never liked you or Ron, he pretended he did but I knew better, I think that he saw me like a prize somehow since you two in a way always managed to keep other boys away from me. Maybe he thought if he could have me, then that meant he would have won and in a way you two would have lost me." She rested her head on his shoulder.
"If he knew you at least a little he would know that you would never leave your friends, I can't believe that he did that. Mione you aren't a prize, you are the most wonderful person that I have ever known and any guy would be lucky to have you in his life. That git doesn't know how lucky he is." Harry kissed her forehead and tightened a little the grip around her.
"And you are the most amazing and caring guy that I know Harry. Any girl would be lucky to have you. You are the kind of guy that would never hurt the person he loves." She looked up at him.
Brown eyes met green eyes, and they locked right away, Harry started to caress her cheek with his hand, lost in her brown eyes and he knew if he stayed like that he would lose all the control and kiss her.
Hermione was tracing his face with her fingers. She couldn't believe that she never really noticed how sweet and cute he was. She did however know that she would have to force herself to stop, or something could happen and she didn't want that. Still, she just couldn't make herself look away from him.
"Do I have feelings for him? No I can't; I mean he is my best friend and I'm married. Anyway he said he likes some other girl. Yet if I don't like him why I'm not able to look away from him?" Hermione was thinking to herself.
Harry was having his own thoughts.
"Ok I have to stop this before I lose my mind and kiss her, that can't happen but why I don't turn around? God she looks so cute like that I just want to wrap my arms around her and kiss her. Get a grip Potter she is married for god's sake." His hand was still caressing her cheek.
"I never felt like this with Adam" she traced his lips with a finger "I wonder how it would be to kiss those lips. For god's sake Hermione you shouldn't be thinking about kissing your best friend you are MARRIED" she kept tracing his lips.
Harry's breath was caught in his throat, she was tracing his lips with her two fingers and he knew he needed to stop this. He would love to kiss her but she was married and he couldn't do that to her. He kissed her forehead and got up from the couch.
"I'm going to make dinner." And with that he went to the kitchen.
Hermione was feeling empty, his arms weren't around her and she didn't have him next to her. She sighed and looked down. She didn't know what was wrong with her; she almost kissed her best friend.
A few years ago she decided she would stop liking him; actually the more correct would be to admit she would stop LOVING him. After all he never showed any signs of liking her back so she never told him her feelings. And then Adam came into her life and swept her off her feet. She fell in love with Adam and Harry was out of her mind at least when it came to any romantic feeling. But now those feelings were starting to come back again, Hermione found she was continually comparing Adam to Harry and Harry was always winning.
Harry couldn't concentrate on cooking. At the moment he kept running over in his mind what could have happened if he didn't look away from her. Of course they would have kissed but would she run away after that? Would she say she was sorry? There were too many questions right now and he didn't know the answers.
He went to the living room "Mione can we order something? I'm not in the mood to cook"
Hermione looked at him "Sure, what do you have in mind?" she asked.
"Pizza or Chinese"
She was biting her lower lip in concentration and Harry couldn't stop the smile that came to him. She always looked like that when she was thinking and he had to admit that she looked very cute.
After a little they jointly decided they would have pizza and Harry ordered her favourite, without even having to ask. Once more they were having a great time together. After eating they watched a movie and just as they did the evening before Hermione snuggled close to him, Harry, without thinking, started to play with her hair while they watched some nameless movie and both knew that they may have a difficult time getting to sleep that night.
True to this thought, both DID have trouble falling asleep. Hermione kept turning and trying to find a position to sleep even though Harry's bed was quite comfortable. She even wrapped her arms around the extra pillow but nothing felt right.
"Not again, last night I could handle this but not today. Why can't I sleep?" she asked herself. "For God's sake I know why, I can't sleep because I'm not in Harry's arms that's why"
She got up and went to the living room. She walked slowly since she didn't know if Harry was sleeping or not, she found him sitting on the lounge, looking at the window.
"Harry, are you awake?" She almost whispered
He turned to look in her direction "Yes, what are you doing up?"
She walked to him and sat on the end of the couch "Couldn't sleep, you?"
"Couldn't sleep either." He looked at her and then looked at his hands "Maybe we should sleep together?"
Hermione laughed "You wouldn't mind?"
"No. Besides we can always talk if we can't sleep."
Hermione placed herself right next to him and snuggled close. Harry wrapped both arms around her and kissed her forehead. Her head was rested on his chest and she was feeling very relaxed.
"Now try to sleep." He whispered.
Not long later both managed to sleep very peacefully. They both found the key to their sleeping problems, the bigger problem was going to raise its head when Hermione returned back home. How would they cope with that? But right now they were just enjoying each others company and both would agree nothing was better than that.
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