A/N: Okay…so it's been a while since I have written this story because I started it months ago, and then school and life got to be too intriguing. Well now that I have time I am starting to write again so forgive me if it takes me a while to get back into the swing of things. I am going to try to make the updates as quick as I can, but they will be slower then usual just because I don't have every chapter written now. So please be patient, and keep reading and reviewing.
Things Looking Up
Everything had gone smoothly with setting Sirius free. Harry was happy to see him go so he could escape the Dementors, but still wished he could have proven his innocence. Harry and Hermione got back to the castle in time before the last chime, and Ron was a little puzzled as to how they had moved places in the room without him seeing. Hermione joked that they couldn't honestly be in two places at once, but they laughed together knowing that would forever be their little secret.
After visiting with Ron for about an hour Harry and Hermione found themselves wandering the halls back to the Gryffindor common room in something that usually never befell them-silence. Harry had started to say something a hundred times to explain himself for kissing her, but he always stopped himself because he thought it would sound so trite. Oh, and by the way I snogged you because I think you're hot, and every time I'm around you I can't control myself…want to carry on where we left off? They were so close to the common room now that he couldn't bare it if they parted without fulfilling the need inside him to kiss her and touch her again…only this time without werewolves or hippogriffs present. Suddenly he said the first thing that came to his mind just as she did the same…
"So I was thinking I might go for a swim tonight in the Prefects bathroom…would you care to join me?"
"Harry-would you want to…Harry stopped walking to face her, and smiled apologetically.
"I'm sorry…what were you going to ask me?"
"Oh nothing…I was just thinking that since we really didn't eat I wondered if you would like to grab something from the kitchens with me is all."
Harry grinned mischievously. "I cannot believe my ears…That you, Miss Granger, are suggesting we sneak around the halls at night to steal food. Isn't that against the rules?"
Hermione started to back pedal her words. "Well…yes, but it's not that…it's just that we-She stopped herself mid sentence when she saw Harry's grinning school boy face, and how he had crossed his arms. He even poked his ear out a little to act as if he was hearing something intensely interesting. "My you are taking mickey, aren't you? And how did you plan on going into the Prefect's bathroom to swim seeing as you aren't a Prefect, and therefore you would also be breaking the rules?" She asked this while dealing him her amused glare and crossed her arms as well. Harry had to laugh.
"Wow…if Ron were here to witness what we have done to you... Well, let's just say he'd never let you live it down. We had such a bad influence on you. I admired your no fuss, play by the rules, and obedient ways of the past…but that's all out the window now."
Hermione decided it was time to play his game... so she walked slowly towards him, which had him walking slightly backwards into the wall. With her most lethal glare she put her hand behind Harry's head on the wall and looking him square in the eyes before leaning in to put her lips right against his ear.
"Oh, see that's where your wrong Harry…you'll find that I can be very obedient when prompted by the right person," She said this and her breath was hot against his neck making him shiver. She emphasized her point by sliding her leg up the back of his thigh and brushing her nose along the shell of his ear. Harry proceeded by grabbing her forcefully by the arms and with one hand on her lower back pushing her right into his fast approaching arousal making her gasp in surprise. Now that the ball was back in Harry's court it was his turn to talk huskily in her ear.
"I guess I'll have to keep that in mind then, wont I?" He then decided to take full advantage of her aggression by starting to place open mouthed kisses on her neck. His tongue laved the pulse points of her veins, making her whimper lowly in her throat.
"Guess so…hmmm." He loved it when she made that noise. He loved that he could make her feel that beside herself because the Hermione he knew was very level headed, and he knew she wouldn't be making any kind of noises unless it was beyond her control. Well, I'm in control now he thought guiltily. He continued to suck on her neck and then unknowingly bit down a little harder then he meant to when he moved his hands down to squeeze her ass. Her hissing brought him back from his intoxicated state.
"I'm sorry…did I hurt you?" His hands went instinctively around her neck checking for any swelling and placing soft little kisses all over her neck. She giggled.
"Yeah, a little," she said with the coyest look he'd ever seen. Like that friggen cat before he ate the canary this one he thought haughtily.
"Okay…" Harry slid his hands down each side of her neck and brought it closer to his lips where he kissed it once, but only opening his mouth slightly. "Better?"
Hermione pouted, looking like a little kid trying to get him to fix her boo-boo. She shook her head. "No."
"Okay..." He slide his hands up and down her neck sensually, which he saw caused her eyes to flutter closed. Then he ran his lower lip up her neck where he then started to place long open mouthed kisses. He also noticed her breathing becoming erratic under his touch. "Better now?" She opened her half lidded eyes, and shook her head again, suppressing a little grin. He then began to massage her neck a little, sliding his hands down sensually. He felt her muscles relax more, giving him total freedom to do what he pleased. He drug her head as close to him as possible with one hand, and the other he placed on her lower back pulling her flush against him. He could hear her hitched breaths becoming shorter and shorter. She was watching him with supreme curiosity on just what he planned on doing next. He then started his work on her eyes where he placed soft feathery kisses, which led him to her cute little nose that he nipped playfully.
He bypassed her lips, which was where he wanted to kiss most, and moved around to her ear where he slid his tongue across the shell of it and then flicked his tongue on her ear lobe. Then he slid the tip of his tongue all the way around her neck until he came to the spot he had bitten where he then latched on like a leach. He sucked on her neck so long and luxuriously, like it was an ice cream, and he had to get every dollop of flavor before it melted. Her head was falling back as she was gasping and whimpering, so he moved his hand up her neck, behind her ears to keep it steady. He even began to push her against him with his hand on her lower back. When he was sure he had tutored her, and himself enough he pulled his lips off of her neck and tried to look at her, but her eyes were still closed.
"I think it's all better now." He said while dragging a thumb across her cheek. Her eyes opened again, still lidded, but she looked a little peeved at him for ending the necking of her neck.
"Oh do you know? Well if you want me to go get someone else to do the job properly then I can always just-she started to pull away from him and looked around like she was going to leave. He smiled at her as if he were an animal looking at his prey showing her he had other ideas by grabbing her ass in both hands and pulling her closer still against him, and his arousal, which was quite evident. Then with one hand against her neck he crashed his lips to hers. For so long this had been all he could think about, and now here he was…snogging Hermione senseless, but it still wasn't enough. His senses were on overload. He seized her up suddenly underneath her ass, and she hitched her legs around his waist. He then turned them around, and she moaned when he pressed into her as her back hit the wall. He hitched her hands over her head with one hand, as his other was under her ass holding her up. He then decided he needed the function of both of his hands so he let hers go, which landed in his unruly black hair. With his now free hand he slid it under her shirt to feel the smooth skin of her stomach. The softness of it made him moan into her mouth. Before it could creep any further she put a hand to his chest to push him back a bit, and broke their kiss gasping.
"Harry…" She said trying to catch her breath. He would have none of it because he was already kissing and sucking at her neck again. Before she could get drug back into a state where she couldn't make a coherent thought other then hmmm she laughed and pushed him back again. He looked at her with a drunken stare, and she smiled thinking it was the most adorable thing in the world so she gave him a soft chaste kiss on the mouth. Before he could deepen it she pulled away again.
"Harry…as much as I am enjoying this we can't stay out here in the open. Anybody could walk out and see us, and I know some guys fantasize about that, but I'm happy never having experienced anything like that." Harry laughed, loving how she said everything so matter-of-factly. He could never tire of her.
"Okay…well where would like to go then Miss Granger?" He asked still holding her around his waist. She put her finger on her chin and tapped it like she was debating something. He laughed again, and she dealt him a glare.
"And just WHAT is so funny? I'd like to find the humor here too!"
"Nothing…nothing. You're just so cute when you think. I love watching the way your beautiful mind works." He said with a sheepish smile. She ran one hand through his hair, and put the other on her chest, obviously touched.
"That is just…the sweetest thing I think you've ever said to me Harry." She said this in awe. Harry dismissed it with a shake of his head to regain some pride, but found it utterly impossible wit her big doe eyes staring at him.
"Well…it's true. And I think you're beautiful as well," he said while kissing her softly on the mouth before pulling away to look at her seriously. Hermione found it hard to find her voice after that line, and she was glad Harry was holding her up or she might have lost the ability to stand.
"Well…you're pretty beautiful yourself. Did I ever tell you that?" She said in complete seriousness. Harry shook his head to say no.
"No, but you told me now. That's good enough for me," he said smiling. She smiled back. "I reckon we ought to decide what we're going to do now," Harry said lifting Hermione slightly to boost her a little. She suddenly felt sympathy for him.
"I'm sorry…you can put me down now. I must be heavy to hold all this time, and your arms must be tired." Even though they were, he'd never let her know that. He simply smiled, and shook his head no.
"You are as light as a feather, and I may just have to carry you around in my pocket now for good luck," he said smiling proudly at his answer. She could see right through his charade so she decided to surprise him with her next move, which actually surprised her in the way she didn't even think to question it or feel nervous or shy because after all…this was Harry.
"Oh that's sweet Harry, but if you carried me around in your pocket I wouldn't be able to do this…" She daringly slid her hand to his crotch and cupped him, and he lost his will to hold them both up and dropped Hermione to her feet. She laughed, taking her hand away knowing she had won. He realized it had been a game of hers he'd lost, but suddenly he didn't care. Suddenly he wanted more of that cupping, and more touching on both ends. So while she was celebrating her victory Harry backed her up to the wall and decided to do the same thing Hermione had done to him…so he slid his hand to her crotch and cupped her. He revealed in the way the smile faded from her mouth into an O shape, and her head fell back against the wall. Only thing was that Harry didn't take his hand away that fast, he stroked her a few times over her jeans making her moan. Suddenly he removed his hand and pressed his erection right against her to make her feel hot and heavy he'd been all night for her. She moaned louder, and had to bite down on his shoulder to silence herself.
"Hermione…" Harry breathed roughly into her ear. "As much fun as this playfulness has been I think it's time we decide what were doing tonight or I'm just going to take go a cold shower before you kill me." She laughed looking at him.
"Well we could go down to the kitchens, grab some food, and then go for a swim if you still want to."
"Well that depends…will this swimming require you to wear a bathing suit?" Harry asked incredulously as he kissed the side of her neck.
"Well…no because when would I ever need a bathing suit here at Hogwarts? No, I'm afraid I left all my bathing suits at home."
"So what does that mean Miss Granger?" Harry asked, as his head almost exploded with the possibilities.
"Just that I'll probably go in my undergarments. I never understood what the big deal was anyway. They look the same as bathing suits to me," she said this like it was the most natural conclusion known to man. Only thing was undergarments didn't quite absorb water the way bathing suits did…they pretty much just got soaked through, but Harry was in no way going to disagree with her brilliantly thought out assessment.
"Well sure… I completely agree. So off we go then…Prefects bathroom!" He had already seized her hand and started dragging her in the direction of the bathroom. Hermione stopped him.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Hermione asked. Harry almost died when he thought she meant protection.
"What? There's me and you…I think that covers it." Harry said anxiously.
"One- The Invisibility Cloak, so we aren't seen, and two- I need to eat something first."
Harry sighed "Right then, I'll go get the cloak, and then well go to the kitchens. Wait here; I'll only be a minute." Harry said as he turned to go to his dormitory silently cursing whoever invented the fact that humans, even wizards and witches, needed food to survive. He couldn't complain though because it seemed he was getting everything that he wanted far faster then he ever imagined. Things were looking up as far as Harry was concerned…up in all sorts of ways he thought wickedly.