It had been a long hard day, and Hermione was tired and longing for her bed. Harry had gotten nasty when he asked to borrow her notes. " But Hermione," he complained," Flitwick wants to check my notes nest time, and I don't have all of mine. Come on, you've let me before!" Then he huffed, ruppled his hair in the way he knew Hermione liked. His eyes looked at her in their sexy way for a moment, then he walked off.
The two had been going out for a few months. They both loved and were crazy about each other, you could tell. They both had a same lucky number, five, and it was only Harry that remembered that today was there five month anniversary. So he had slipped on the girls' stairwell, climbed up the side, and had spread the one rose left that wasn't crumpled up on her bed. And that stupid fairy attacked him, he wondered if all girls' dormitories had a little fairy demon to watch. He had explained his mission and promised to get an apple pie for the nasty thing, and he was let through.
So Hermione was tired and trudged up the stairs to her dormitory. She gasped, and her bag fell out onto the floor. Her bed was covered in rose petals, there was a gift in the middle of it all, and on the floor was Harry, sleeping. When she dropped her bag, he woke up suddenly and said" I love you" and then seriously woke up and saw her.
Hermione went over to him and kissed him long and hard. As things started to get steamy, Harry slowly stopped to pick her up and set her on the bed. The present was opened, which resulted in more kissing. He had seen her looking at the jeweled set the last time they were at Hogsmeade. The set was earrings and a necklace, in dark-blue diamond. She had literally thrown herself on him and started kissing him. It didn't stop. Harry began kissing her neck and shoulders. They had never gone this far, but neither one stopped.