Happy Holidays
Holidays were always the hardest for Harry. They were all about family but the only family he ever really knew treated him like a slave. The Weasleys' were great but they were not really his family no matter how much they tried to make him a part of it. After the close call they had with Fred and finally getting Percy back Harry decided it was best to stay at Hogwarts where he was back for his seventh year after the Final Battle. He was not alone though, he had Hermione who was unsuccessful in returning her parents memories. She agreed with Harry that although the Weasleys' invited them to their home for the holidays it would be best to give them some alone time.
Currently they were curled up on their favorite couch in front of the roaring fireplace. Hermione was reading a book with her legs stretched out and her feet resting in Harrys lap. Harry just sat there staring at the fire while it crackled, periodically glancing at Hermione while he thought, and absentmindedly rubbing Hermione's leg. Neither noticed how much time past as they sat there utterly at peace and comfortable.
The comfortable silence remained between them until the portrait hole opened and a small first year climbed in. The young girl spotted the duo and gave them a small sad smile before she scurried up the stairs to her room. Harry looked Hermione questioningly.
"That's Lila," Hermione explained softly, "She was the only child of parents who were killed during the war. She has no other family so she spends her holidays here at Hogwarts."
"Doesn't she have any friends she could go home with?" Harry asks looking at the stairs Lila disappeared up.
"She's very quiet and does not want to be a burden on anyone," Hermione replied, "She is a lot like us I guess."
"Are there any other first years staying over the holidays?" Harry questions.
"No she is the only one," she answers.
"You should go get her," Harry tells Hermione finally looking at her, "Nobody should be alone on the holidays."
Hermione smiled at him setting her book down and heading up the stairs. She came down with Lila following nervously behind. Hermione took the spot on the couch furthest from Harry and Lila stayed a few feet away looking between the two uncertainly.
"Hello Lila," Harry says giving her a smile, "I'm Harry."
"Hello," she replies blushing.
Harry pats the spot next to him saying, "Have a seat."
Lila bites her lip and furrows her brow not certain why he wants her to sit with them but does as he says anyway. Her actions make his smile grow because her actions remind him so much of Hermione.
"Would you like some Christmas treats?" Harry asks, "Cookies or hot chocolate maybe?"
Lila looks at him uncertainly then looks at Hermione searching for the right answer still not sure what was going on. Hermione gives her a reassuring smile and nod.
Lila looks at Harry biting her lip before replying, "Cookies and milk would be lovely."
Harry snapped his fingers and Kreacher appeared looking at Harry he asks, "What can Kreacher do for you?"
"Kreacher could you bring us some cookies and milk please?" Harry asks kindly.
"Yes sir," Kreacher replies before disappearing. Less than a minute later Kreacher returned with a platter full of cookies, three glasses of milk, and a pitcher full of milk.
"Thank you Kreacher," Harry says.
"Is there anything else yous be needing sir?" Kreacher asks.
"No that will be all," Harry replies, "But would you like to join us Kreacher?"
"No thank you sir," Kreacher says, "Kreacher and the other house elves is having a holiday party sir."
"Alright Kreacher," Harry says with a smile, "Have a good night."
Harry looks over to see Lila looking at him with a glare and replies with a chuckle, "Kreacher is a free house elf but he did not want to leave me so he is paid and gets time off. Hermione would not have it any other way."
Lila's look turns sheepish when she realizes her mistake and she says, "I'm sorry."
"There is no reason to be sorry," Harry tells her, "You remind me a lot of Hermione and there is no reason for you to be sorry for that."
Harry looks up at Hermione who is smiling widely at him while she teases, "Now I have someone else to help me keep him in line."
"Yeah yeah," Harry laughs, "Just eat your cookies and milk."
Lila giggles at their antics but reaches forward for a cookie and starts nibbling on it. Harry looks at her happily as she becomes more comfortable with them. He conjures up a radio and charms it to play Christmas carols. Lila smiles and they sit in a comfortable silence that was only broken by the music and crackling of the fire as they enjoyed their milk and cookies.
Soon Lila set down her glass and started to yawn. Slowly her eyes began to droop and she ended up curled up against Harry fast asleep. He wrapped his arm around her and looked at her with a soft smile. Hermione's eyes glistened with tears from the sweet sight in front of her. Harry looked up at her with nothing but love in his eyes and that was all that he saw returned back to him in hers.
"We should get her up to bed," Hermione whispered.
Harry just nodded and carefully stood up so he would not wake the sleeping girl. He then easily picked her up and looked at Hermione to lead the way.
"But Harry what about the stairs?" Hermione questioned.
Harry just smirked and walked up to a painting next to the staircase and whispered something to it that Hermione could not make out.
"It's alright," he replies, "I will be able to go up now."
Hermione just shakes her head with an amused expression but makes her way up the stairs leading the way for Harry. When they reached the floor for first years she went in and went straight to a perfectly made bed and pulled back the blanket for Harry to be able to set her down and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. Hermione did the same after she pulled the blankets over the girl. They both smiled down at her for a minute before quietly making their way back downstairs.
When they sit back down Hermione looks at him with a brilliant smile and says, "You do know you aren't going to let her go now right? You basically adopted her she just does not know it yet."
"When did you know I was a goner?" Harry asks.
"The second she came in here," she replies, "It was solidified when you asked me about her."
"Am I that predictable?" He questions.
"No," she tells him kindly, "I just know you and I know how loving, caring, and what a big heart you have. I also know that you are just a big softie."
"Especially when it comes to bossy girls with big brown eyes," he teases, "We need to go shopping."
"Are you going to spoil her with Christmas presents?" Hermione laughs.
"Someone has to," he replies, "I do not want to find out that she woke up on Christmas morning with nothing to open because she had no one that cared for her. I want her to know that she is loved."
Hermione dove at him and crushed him into tight hug and said muffled against his chest, "I love you Harry Potter."
"I love you too Hermione Granger," he replies kissing the top of her head and rubbing her back.
Hermione looks up at him with her eyes shining as she tries to hold back tears. They weren't sad tears but tears of love, pride, and happiness. Her look turned nervous and she slowly leaned up and planted a gentle kiss on Harry's lips. She pulled away after a few seconds with fear in her eyes. Harry had his eyes closed but when he felt Hermione try and pull away he wrapped his arms around her keeping her in place, a blissful smile appears on his face, and his eyes slowly open.
"When I said I love you I meant that I'm in love with you," Harry says before kissing her softly, "I always have loved you and I always will."
"Harry I feel the same way," she tells him smiling, "Why didn't you ever say anything?"
"I never thought that you would like me or that I would ever be good enough for you. So I just settled with being friends." He explained, "Why didn't you ever say anything?"
"For the exact same reasons," she replied sheepishly, "I guess we both have been a bit foolish."
"I guess so," Harry says, "We will just have to make up for lost time."
Harry proceeds to capture her lips with his and snogs her thoroughly. After a while they pull apart to catch their breath. Hermione is now straddling Harry and can feel the bulge of his erect cock against her hot center. She ground herself against him making his head to fall back and him to groan rather loudly.
"Hermione as much as I'm enjoying this we can't do this, not here," Harry says, "Its late why don't we just go to bed and continue this later?"
"You are right," Hermione agrees, "But can I spend the night in your bed?"
"Of course you can," He replies giving her a quick kiss and lifted her up into his arms and carried her up to his bed.
When he got there he gently set her down and slid into the bed after her. He wrapped his arm around her and gave her quick kiss mumbling, "Goodnight, my love."
"Sleep tight, my love," Hermione replies kissing him again and they both drift off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms.
Hermione woke up to something hard poking her in the thigh. Remembering where she was ground her thigh against it which made Harry moan and buck his hips into her grinding. Hermione had to suppress a giggle and looked at Harrys face to make sure he was still asleep. She reached her hand down to take hold of his impressive length.
Harry released a guttural moan in reaction to Hermione taking out his cock and working it up and down slowly as to not wake him up yet. She loved just how responsive and vocal he was for her.
She slowly moved down the bed until her face was even with his bulging cock. His tip was weeping from the pleasure he was feeling and she leaned forward to swipe her tongue and taste the liquid. Her eyes darkened from the taste.
Her hand continued to pump him making his breathing become erratic. She took the tip into her mouth running her tongue up and down the slit and randomly giving a strong suck which made him let out throaty groans.
She started bobbing her head slowly. When she reached the tip she sucked powerfully, slowly gaining speed going up and down. Harry's legs started shaking and hands gripped tightly at his sheets overcome with such intense pleasure.
Hermione wanted to finish him off before he woke and miraculously he is still asleep. Harry is gasping for breath and arching up into Hermione letting her know he is very close. She starts moaning around him sending vibrations straight through him. Finally Harry shoots forward hitting the back of Hermione's throat and succumbing to orgasm with a harsh cry.
As he shoots forward his eyes fly open and look down at the amazing sight of Hermione with her sweet mouth wrapped around his cock giving him blinding pleasure. Hermione pulled back to the tip and continued to suck and swallow all that he gave her. The immense orgasmic pleasure he felt made him fall back and try to regain composure.
"Sweet Merlin," Harry stated huskily with his body covered in sweat, "How did I sleep through all of that."
"I don't know but I was hoping that you would," Hermione replies.
Harry pulls her into a deep kiss before pulling away and saying, "That was amazing, love."
"So that's how I can get you to wake up?" Hermione teases.
"Merlin's beard yes," Harry breathes, "Although I don't know if I will be able to survive it but I will die happy."
Hermione laughs but just kisses him in response. Harry slips his hand into her pants and gasps at how wet she is. He rolls on top of her and whips off her bottoms. He quickly dives down and breathes her scent in deeply and looks up at her with dark lust filled eyes. She quivers just from the sight of him between her legs. I takes a long lick and moans loudly from the taste.
He takes her legs and puts them over his shoulders and dives right into her pussy wasting no time and getting right to work repaying the favor with great enthusiasm. Hermione cries out in pleasure as he starts sucking on her clit.
He thrusts one then two fingers into her soaking pussy making her clench around them. One of her hands goes to his hair pulling his face further into her. Her other hand is above her head helping her arch up into him. She is barely even touching the bed.
Harry quirks his fingers just right that she calls out. He smirks against her realizing what spot he found deep inside her and repeats the process over and over again as he laps at her clit. He holds onto one of her hips tightly as she thrashes erratically. She seems to have lost control of her body movement and just given in to the pleasure Harry was giving her. Her entire body is shaking, her toes are curled, and hands are clenching tight at anything she can reach.
Harry sucks at Hermione's clit with just the right amount of pressure at the exact moment that he hit her g-spot. The perfect combination had her screaming in ecstasy as she finally fell over the edge into a mind blowing orgasm. But he didn't stop, he kept running his fingers over that perfect spot making her spasm and suckling at her clit to prolong her pleasure.
She finally collapsed gasping for breath and Harry settled down next to her with his face glistening with her essence and a huge grin on his face.
"That was amazing," she panted out.
"I'm glad I was able to please you," he replied.
"We will have to do this more often," she mumbles.
"Most definitely," he says.
"But not now," she says coming to her senses, "We need to get ready to go shopping for gifts for Lila."
"Absolutely," Harry agrees giving her a deep kiss, "I love you Hermione."
"I love you too Harry," she replies giving him another kiss full of love.
AN: To be continued?... Maybe. Let me know what you think. I'm contemplating expanding their relationship together and with Lila into a full story so review if you want more!