A/N: Sooooooooooo sorry but I was sick and then I got very busy, I want to thank everyone for the reviews and here it is the next ch, I promise I won't take much time to post the next one, once again sorry.
Chapter Eight: Revelations
Harry and Hermione's eyes were locked on each other, and their lips inched slightly closer. As much as he wanted to, Harry had never kissed Hermione's lips. Up to now it was affectionate pecks on the cheek, although at breakfast the other morning he greeted her with a kiss on the cheek that shifted to a playful yet sensual kiss on the nape of her neck. Harry was surprised he had done that, but even more surprised how Hermione seemed to melt when he kissed her there. She had held his cheek with her hand as she had fallen into him. This time would be better. They inched even closer. This time it would be the kiss he always wanted to give her.
Ron chose THAT moment (of all moments!) to run breathlessly into Hermione's office; having seen Adam scuttling away as fast as his legs would carry him. Harry felt he could almost curse Ron and a very embarrassed Hermione was thinking about hexing him through to the NEXT millennium. Ron saw at an instant what he had interrupted and was considering how mercilessly he would tease Harry in private.
On the other hand Hermione later told Luna everything that had happened. They discussed the situation in a rational adult manner and then later giggled like schoolgirls. Luna was thrilled with the whole situation and knew that it would only be a matter of time until Harry and Hermione were together. Luna couldn't wait for that.
A month passed and with mutual silent agreement Hermione was still living with Harry. To all intents and purposes they acted like a couple, yet Harry's so longed for kiss on the lips still hadn't eventuated. Instead he was at great pains to give Hermione as much room as possible. Speaking of room, the sleeping arrangements had been settled by Hermione deciding Harry couldn't remain on the couch. Instead she insisted (yes, insisted!) Harry and she share the only bed in the house. The slept together as they had before, simply together yet not "together"
Harry was at work and Hermione was enjoying a well earned day off but instead of relaxing she was cleaning the entire house from top to bottom. Although never messy Harry's house was in need of a woman's touch to make it look that much better. And now that it was practically her home as well (Harry had told her to consider it as such) she was enjoying the impromptu spring clean in `their' bedroom. Sorting through the closet Hermione found an unmarked wooden box. Blowing off the dust she opened it to find what was obviously Harry's personal reminders; pictures and knick-knacks. She went to replace the box exactly where it was but as she did a letter fell out. She picked the letter up and was replacing it in the box but before she could it had captured her attention.
The letter was unaddressed but she could see Harry's handwriting, and it looked much neater than anything she had ever seen in Harry's writing before.
My love
I know that this is probably the stupidest thing that I ever done, but I need to tell you how I feel for you, I know that I won't be able to tell you this face to face so I thought that it would be the best way.
You see I'm in love with you; I've ALWAYS been in love with you and have known that for some time. I never had the courage to tell you, I know that you must be thinking that's stupid; after all I've faced dark wizards, dragons and even sea people and yet I'm not able to tell you my feelings. The thing is that I'm afraid of your reaction; I can see so clearly you running away from me at the thought of how much I care for you. I know you would say you don't have feelings for me, I'm also afraid of losing our friendship.
I know that I made some mistakes in the past and I know that I probably caused you great pain. I'm so sorry for that, I never meant to cause you pain, I love you so much that sometimes it hurts not being with you, not be able to tell you how much you mean to me. I can't live without you and I want to be with you for the rest of our lives.
I want to marry you and make you the happiest woman in the whole world, I want to have a family with you and grow old next to you, I need you in my life like I need air to breath, I can't imagine living without you, You are everything to me.
I know that probably you are thinking that I'm mental or something but I won't be able to live with myself if I don't tell you how I feel for you, I understand if you don't love me the same way, but at last I want to let you know how much I love you, how much I want you in my life, how much I need you and want to be with you. I love you like I never loved anyone before and I will be always be there for you no matter what and no matter what kind of relationship we will have.
You are my everything and after this I hope that you can still look me in the face even if you don't have the same feelings for me.
With all my love
Harry.
Hermione put the letter inside the envelope. With her eyes filled with tears and she couldn't see clearly to put the letter back in the box. She also couldn't believe how much Harry loved whoever the girl he wrote about. It was breaking her heart knowing that Harry, who she now knew she loved, was himself still in love with someone else. If the roles had been reversed she hoped Harry would have the courage to send the letter anyway. In fact….
With all that Harry had been through he had the right to be happy. It was true that she loved him, but is also true that she wanted him to be happy. She wanted him to have the family that he always wanted for himself. She rose from her knees and went to Hedwig's cage. Hermione patted the owl and handed the letter to her.
Hedwig took the letter in her beak. "I don't know who it's for. I don't even know how owl post works, but I know you can find her Hedwig."
Hedwig paused as if considering her words and released the letter from her beak, letting it fall into Hermione's hands. Once more Hermione gently placed the letter in the owl's beak and once more Hedwig released it into Hermione's hands.
"Hedwig. You have to deliver this, I don't know who the girl is but is it's someone that Harry loves so much. You probably know who she is or some way of getting this to her. Maybe it isn't too late for him to be happy." Hermione patted the owl again.
She waited for Hedwig to go but the owl didn't move. Instead she opened her beak and let the letter fall again. Hermione frowned, considering her next course of action.
"Come on Hedwig do this for Harry. He deserves to be happy and you should give this to the girl he loves, please do that for him."
The owl refused to move and Hermione was starting to get frustrated. She shrugged, thinking without a name on the envelope it couldn't be sent by owl post. Hermione was so lost in her battle with Hedwig that she didn't notice Harry had arrived home and was standing behind her.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked and that made Hermione jump.
"Harry, you're home? Look, please don't get mad at me but I found a letter you wrote for someone that you love. I didn't mean to but I was cleaning and I found it. I was only thinking of you and how you should be happy. I was trying to send Hedwig off with the letter but I think she is sick or she can't deliver it without a name." Hermione was afraid of Harry's reaction, afraid he may become angry.
But instead of anger, Harry smiled. He walked to her and caressed Hermione's cheek. "Hedwig's fine, there's nothing wrong with her, is there?" Harry said to his owl as he scratched her head and Hedwig chirped in response.
"But what about - - . "
Harry watched her with smiling kind eyes. "She HAS delivered the letter."
Hermione looked at him with a confused expression "How? She hasn't moved."
"Because the girl that was meant to get that letter is here. Actually she is standing right in front of me, with the cutest frown in the whole world."
Hermione looked at Hedwig and then at Harry.
"You mean the letter was for me?" She asked with her mouth wide open in amazement.
Harry nods "That's why she never went off and also is waiting for you to take the letter."
Hermione took the letter and gave Hedwig an affectionate scratch on the head. She looked at Harry again "You loved me?"
"No, I STILL love you. I wrote that letter a few weeks before you started dating Adam; I couldn't get the courage to tell you face to face so I decided to write my feelings. It took me a long time to find the courage to write it, but I never had enough to send it And when I found out you were dating Adam I put it away, where it's been ever since. I saw how happy you were and well I decide to save the letter." He caresses her cheek "Your happiness was my top priority so I never told you my feelings. Have you ever wondered why my relationships never worked?"
"Well you always said that they were after you fame not just you"
"That and the fact that they were not you, they couldn't understand me like you do. They didn't make laugh or smile like you do and they never made me feel warm inside with by looking at you, or what it means when you smile at me. Mione, they weren't you and I only ever wanted you."
Hermione caresses his cheek "And I wanted you, I was in love with you but I never thought you could love me back, I never saw you showing any sighs of liking me more than just a friend, I always though I was like a sister to you."
Harry smiles "You were never only like a sister to me and believe me I gave you some hints about my feelings. The hugs, the jokes and even the looks and smiles but you never noticed them, so I thought you never like me back"
"Harry, love is blind. I give you so many hints as well. The whole arm grabbing, the hugs, the snuggles while I was reading, the touches, everything! I can't believe that we loved each other the whole time and we never did something about it."
"I know but now is too late, I still love you I even love you more than anything in my life but you're married," Harry said looking down.
"I'm not married Harry. Not for long anyway. I asked for a divorce and have already started filing the papers. If Adam doesn't give me what I want then I'll take it the hard way. That early lunch yesterday was to see my lawyers. And also I still love you"
He looks at her "You do?"
She nods "Yes, I thought I had forgotten every romantic feeling I ever had for you, but the truth is I was always comparing Adam to you and he always came up short. Now I know I never really loved him, I guess that's why it never really worked; he wasn't you Harry. And now after all he did I just got myself thinking more and more about you and how loved you make me feel. Funny how I never had any problems sleeping when Adam wasn't there but now I find I can't sleep properly unless you are beside me. I couldn't sleep because I wasn't in your arms, you weren't there with me. Harry I want to have a chance with you, I really love you and I want to be happy with you"
Harry hugged her to him tightly. "Oh Mione you can't imagine how happy that makes me, I couldn't sleep either because you weren't there in my arms and you can't imagine how hard it was for me to control myself and to not kiss you. I love you so much Mione and I want to make you happy I really do." He rested his forehead against hers.
"So that means that you are willing to give us a chance?" she asked looking at his eyes.
Harry grinned "Of course Mione, I love you and I still mean everything that it says in the letter. I want to be with you forever, I want to make you happy and be happy with you, I need you Hermione and I want you in my life for the rest of it"
Hermione traced his lips with her fingers. She was smiling at him, her arms around his waist, slowly she moved closer to him. Their lips touched slowly and they shared a romantic and sweet kiss. Both were feeling so happy and complete. They were happy and in love, nothing could beat this feeling that they both shared.
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