Okay here we go guys, chapter two is up.
Although if i'm honest, it is quite short. Ah well, read it and let me know what you think. Enjoy!
Chapter Two – Keeping it secret
Harry awoke the next morning to an empty bed and an empty room.
'Had it all been a dream?' Harry thought.
He very quickly came to the realisation that it had definitely not been a dream. Everything that happened last night came flooding back into his memory.
Their discussions, confessions, Hermione's cut, but most importantly the kiss. That kiss! With many more following too, Harry vividly reminisced with a big smile on his face. Harry then remembered Hermione's last words to him before they fell into a blissful sleep.
"It will be our little secret."
Harry wished Hermione had not sneaked off back to Ginny's room this morning, he loved holding her in his arms and smelling her sweet scent of her strawberry shampoo, he could still smell the scent on the one pillow they had shared together.
Harry knew they shouldn't keep the secret of last night's events from everyone else, but for some reason Harry wanted to keep quiet about it. Not because he was ashamed. But because it was more special that way.
Harry showered and dressed, before heading downstairs, only to find all of the Weasley household consisting of Mr and Mrs. Weasley, Bill and Fleur, Ron, Ginny and of course Hermione, all sitting at the dining table, all of them having already finished breakfast.
"Oh here he is!" Bill said, cheeringly.
This caught the attention of everyone else in the room, including Mrs. Weasley who had been putting the plates by the sink ready to be washed.
"Oh good morning Harry dear, I was just about to send Ron upstairs to come and wake you."
"Morning, yeah sorry I slept late. Guess I missed breakfast?"
"Yes, but don't worry, I've charmed yours and Hermione's plates to keep your food warm."
Harry then looked at the person in question and smiled at her, knowing the reason for her sleeping in late too, Hermione smiled back at Harry in return.
"Right, we had better be off now Bill" said Mr. Weasley, as he got up from the table and kissed his wife's cheek.
"Okay coming" replied Bill, as he took Fleur's hand and the three of them disapparated out of the house to go to work.
"Do you mind if I get myself some pumpkin juice?" Harry asked Mrs. Weasley, as he had his hand on the large jug on the kitchen counter.
"Help yourself Harry dear" Mrs. Weasley responded, with a caring smile.
"You feeling alright, mate?" Ron asked Harry in concern "You look knackered" then Ron looked at the person sitting next to him "Come to think of it, so do you Hermione?"
"Did neither of you get much sleep?" Mrs. Weasley inquired, worriedly.
Out of the corner of their eyes, Harry and Hermione glanced at eachother. Hermione could feel a blush creeping up onto her cheeks, but covered it up by replying quickly.
"No I slept fine. Very well in fact" giving a suggestive looking at Harry.
This, thankfully, went unnoticed by the three Weasley's left in the room. However, Harry noticed all too well and grinned cheekily at her before responding "Yeah I slept fine too."
The Weasley's thought nothing more on the subject and Mrs. Weasley insisted that Harry sit at the table. Harry intentionally sat directly opposite Hermione, and Hermione was glad he did. As, when she saw that none of the Weasley's was looking, she hastily passed a small note to Harry under the table.
It said: Don't say anything about last night. Talk to you about it in a bit xx
Harry hid the note in his pocket and looked directly across at Hermione and lightly nodded, giving her a reassuring smile. The two of them were brought out of their intimate gaze as Mrs. Weasley put a plate of full English breakfast down in front of each of them. She then turned to her youngest children.
"Right Ron, Ginny, I want you to both to go and clean your rooms. Also, Ginny it is your turn to feed the chickens and Ron I need you to help me get some things down from the attic."
"Oh mum do I have to?" Ginny wined.
"Yeah and what about Harry and Hermione?" Ron piped up "It's not fair for me to leave them by themselves. Harry only got here yesterday!"
"I'm sure Harry and Hermione can cope for an hour or two, can't you dears?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
Hermione and Harry both nodded "Yeah sure, no problem."
Ron gave Harry a look which said 'oh thanks for backing me up!'
Ron and Ginny then left to do their jobs, whilst Mrs. Weasley began cleaning the dishes. Harry and Hermione ate their food together in silence, both really desperate to talk about the previous night's events, but they couldn't with Mrs. Weasley still in the room.
A while later, Harry and Hermione decided to take a stroll out in the back-garden, they passed Ginny as she was heading back into the house from feeding the chickens, to go and clean her bedroom.
"Harry?" Hermione began tentatively, as they were far enough away from the house that no one would hear them "We need to talk about last night."
Harry smiled at her "Yeah, but can I do something first?"
Hermione nodded, and Harry kissed her gently on the lips and smiled "I've been dying to do that since the moment I woke up."
"Me too" Hermione admitted, as she initiated another kiss, before Hermione clutched Harry's arm as they continued walking past the fields of long grass, heading towards a bench that was situated, and secluded enough, from view of the house.
The sun was beating down in the midst of a glorious summer's morning, the sunlight was reflecting off Hermione's sleek curls, flowing down just past her shoulders. She was gazing at Harry with all the love in the world. It was then that Harry suddenly become aware of just how entrancing Hermione's deep brown eyes really were. He had never actually noticed until now. Sure he had known Hermione for six years, and sure he had found her somewhat attractive, yet last night's events changed the way he perceived her. She was not just his plain looking best friend anymore, to Harry; Hermione was beautiful in every sense of the word. From her brown curly hair, right down to her pink painted toe nails that he could see through her white sandals on her feet.
Hermione gazed at Harry with an amused expression "What are you looking at?"
"You" Harry replied simply and smiled.
Hermione laughed "Me? I'm nothing much to look at."
"Oh yes you are, Hermione" Harry insisted "You're just too modest to believe it."
Hermione blushed and gave a bashful smile.
"So, you wanted to talk about last night?" Harry asked.
Hermione smiled, nervously "Yeah, I just wanted to make sure…you… you don't regret any of it do you?"
"Not at all" Harry grinned "And you?"
"Not in the slightest" Hermione smiled back "I was just concerned about what we should do, I don't know if keeping it secret is a good idea or not, now."
"But you were the one who suggested it last night?" Harry said, with a small frown.
"Yeah but I've had chance to think about it. And are we more likely to hurt their feelings if we don't tell them, rather than if we did tell them."
"They are going to be hurt either way I think" Harry said seriously "I am almost certain Ron still has feelings for you, Hermione, and I really don't want to think about his reaction if we told him there is something going on between us."
Hermione sighed, worriedly "And I think Ginny would be angry too, I know she is dating Dean Thomas right now, but deep down I think she really likes you, Harry."
Harry shook his head "Well I certainly don't think of Ginny in that way, she's like my little sister. Nothing more."
Hermione smiled in relief that that is what Harry truly felt towards the youngest Weasley "But we still have the problem of Ron."
Harry thought about it in his head, weighing up the pros and cons of keeping quiet or revealing all.
It was Hermione, however, who made the final decision "Let's keep quiet about it, just for a while."
"Are you sure?" Harry asked, wanting to know Hermione was definite about this decision.
"Yes, I'm sure" she looked at Harry with a slightly mischievous grin "We just have to be careful about when and where I can kiss you."
Harry looked around where they were sitting "Well no one is here now."
It didn't take more than that for the two young lovers to start kissing intently on the bench, both looking forward to their relationship ahead and what challenges it faced, keeping it secret from the Weasley's.