A Single Kiss

When Hermione woke the next morning it took her a minute to remember that she had gotten engaged last night. She immediately got up and ran to the boy's dormitory. It was still early so she decided to go lay with Ron. When she arrived in the boy's dormitory all the bed hangings where pulled closed, she walked over to Ron's bed pulled the hangings back and climbed into his bed and reclosed the hangings. Ron moved over slightly to allow Hermione more room. Ron had been lying awake for some time now.

"I was just going to get up and go see if you were awake yet."

"Well I'm awake." Hermione said brightly.

"Quiet, everyone is sleeping still"

"Oh, sorry"

Ron put his arm around Hermione and pulled her closer, and kissed her forehead.

"What time is it?"

"Nearly eight" Hermione replied.

"We better get ready to go down to breakfast."

"Ok" Hermione said sadly, she had hopped they could stay there a bit longer.

After breakfast Harry, Hermione and Ron all headed for their first class of the day Potions.

"Do you have any idea how much worse Snape is in the morning?"

"Yea Ron we heard. We hear every time we have Potions." Harry replied.

"Yea but I mean he hates us as it is so why should we have to be around him when he is at his worse?"

"I dunno."

When they entered the potions class they headed for the table in the back of the class. When they got to their table Ron pulled the chair out for Hermione and kissed her on the cheek when she sat down. Ron sat down then Snape made his usual dramatic entrance which was not so dramatic after the hundredth time. As Snape walked towards the front of the room he shot a glance at Hermione, which she missed because she was unpacking her bag.

Harry saw something in the look he gave her, something he had never seen in Snape's eyes before, it looked oddly like hope.

"Open your books to page four hundred and seventy-two." Snape said. Once he reached the front of the classroom he flicked his wand at the chalk board and the directions for the potion they would be making appeared.

"I expect you all to have finished the potion by the end of the class. Except for Weasley that is, who is too incompetent to write even a decent essay in an hours time."

"Hermione are you coming down to dinner?" Ron yelled from the bottom of the stairs leading to the girls' dormitory.

"No, I uh need to go to the library, sorry Ron."

"OK" he shouted up to Hermione "see you after dinner then".

Ron and Harry left the common room and headed down to the great hall for dinner.

Hermione waited until she heard the portrait hole to close before she left the dormitory. She left the common room and headed down to the 5th floor. Hermione didn't know why she cared so much who wrote the letter or why she lied to Ron, but something about it felt right, she needed to know who it was.

When she reached the empty class room she pushed open the door expecting whoever wrote the letter to be waiting there, but there was no one. Hermione sat on one of the desks and let her thoughts drift. She tried to think who could have written the letter, who could have liked her for so long and not said anything. She would be meeting the person that has secretly liked her for years in the exact room where Ron proposed to her only the night before.

Then she heard something behind her, she turned around to see a hooded figure standing not even three feet away from her. She had though that there was no one in the room. She was slightly startled but recovered quickly. "Who are you?" she asked.

"Who I am is not important just yet" the figure replied. It was a distinctly male voice, and very familiar though she could not say exactly who it was she knew that she knew him. He sounded so familiar why couldn't she figure it out for fuck's sake?

"Just listen to me Hermione, I love you and I have for some time now and I want to be with you but we can't, not now. I want to get to know you better, to understand you and for you to get to know me. I know of you and Weasley, he proposed to you didn't he, right over there, but yet you ask me to meet you here. You are a complicated girl Miss Granger, but I love you and I hope to persuade you to love me too."

Hermione was speechless how did he know that Ron proposed only Ginny and Harry knew, and how did he know where he proposed? "Why do you tell me this now and not before me and Ron got together?"

"The time was not right"

"And what makes now right?"

"Shhh"

There was someone in the hall, they were close. Hermione looked towards the door, she heard Ron say something though she was not sure what it was. She turned back around and the man was no more then an inch from her face, she could feel his breath on her lips and it sent shivers up her spine, then he put his arm around her and pulled her close and kissed her like she had never been kissed before. Their souls where one for that brief moment, she felt every particle in her body along with his. Then before she wanted it to end it was over and he was pulling away, she tried to pull him back towards her but he resisted. "I must go, we will see each other again. Soon." Then he was gone just like that.

The door opened and Ron stuck his head in "Hermione what are you doing?"

She didn't respond she was still caught up in what had just happened.

"Hermione"

Hermione collected herself and turned around to face Ron and said "Oh hi, what are you doing here?"

"What am I doing I could ask you the same question, you said you were going to the library."

"Oh yea I was but I decided to come here instead. I was just thinking about us and last night."

Ron walked over to her and kissed her, his kiss was nothing like the kiss she had received only moments before. Ron put his arms around her waist and she opened her mouth allowing the kiss to go further. She pulled Ron onto the table on top of her and he began kissing her neck and down her chest , all the while all Hermione could think about was the man, the man that only kissed her and made her feel more pleasure then she has ever felt in all her time being with Ron. She wanted to feel that pleasure again. Ron worked his way down to the top of Hermione's skirt, he never went further not once, but Hermione wanted more. She pushed Ron up off the table and the down onto the loveseat that was still there from the night before. She began to undo the button on his pants, but he put his hand on hers to stop her.

"What?" she said.

"I don't think the time is right just yet."

"What are you talking about what's wrong with now?"

"I want our first time to be special"

"What's more special then in the exact place where you proposed to me?"

"It just doesn't seem right"

"Ron you are being ridiculous now stop, I want to make love to you, here, now."

Ron smiled slightly then removed his hand from Hermione's. She undid Ron's pants before he had time to protest again. She took her underwear off and threw them to the floor. She straddled Ron and felt him enter her, his and her bodies working together making a whirlwind of pleasure envelope both of then, but she still didn't feel the same pleasure that the single kiss from the man had given her.