5 years 1 day later
The wedding was beautiful. Harry was happy for Luna and Ron. They had finally tied the knot. Harry and the rest of the guests walked outside and under the tent like ceiling.
Hundreds of tables and chairs were located around the dance floor. A stage had a DJ and a turn table on it. Flowers hung in mid-air above them all. Butterflies and birds flew above them, they were magical so they couldn't crap on the guests!
Harry went straight for the bar. He loosened his tie a little and ordered a fire whiskey. He sat on a stool and looked around.
To his (major) surprise, he saw Hermione Granger. She was dancing like a college girl would on MTV. She was grinding her dance partner and doing all the dirty moves. Which almost shocked the crap out of Harry.
He chugged the fire whiskey in one go and went straight to the dance floor. He was stopped by Ron. "Hey, best man!" He pulled him back by grabbing Harry's shoulder.
"I didn't know Hermione was here." Harry turned around to look at her. She was wearing a black skirt that ended a good length above her knees. She wore a very tight tee that said, 'Rebels Rock!' and it showed her stomach.
Harry watched her dance. He loved how her wavy hair bounced around and how her curves looked. She looked hardly anything like the Hermione he used to know. All he did know was that she transferred to Durmstrang and never came back for a visit.
"Yeah, me and Luna invited her. A little surprised she came. Damn I wish she looked this way back in school, then maybe I'd be able to wake up next to that every morning. See you later Harry." He patted Harry on the back and left to go greet someone else.
The song ended and Hermione went to the bar. As the bartender fixed up her fire whiskey, Harry walked towards her. He was feet away from her when someone took hold of his arm and dragged him away. He turned around to see Ginny.
"Harry James Potter, don't you dare go near Hermione!" Ginny whisper-yelled, once they had stopped walking. Harry was frightened by how much she sounded like Mrs. Weasley.
"What?" Harry asked innocently. "Don't play dumb with me! I know what happened in that closet the night she left, you git. You broke her heart Harry. I've been writing her almost every week. Just let her enjoy being with friends. Stay away!" Ginny said before turning and walking off back to her husband, Kyle something that rhymes with Apples.
Harry looked over at the bar. Hermione sat alone. She chugged what looked like a second fire whiskey. Harry was torn with emotions. To go or not to go.
Hermione turned in her chair. She looked around. She seemed quite happy.
Hermione ordered water. She knew her limits when it came to alcohol. She sipped on the water and was thankful that it was cold. She used the straw to play with ice cubes.
After a minute or two of this she pushed the water away. "I'm sorry." a voice came from behind her.
She spun around. Inches away was the man who she had loved. And maybe still did?
Harry found it hard not to stare at her well developed chest, but did his best to stare into Hermione's big, brown eyes.
"You're not forgiven." She replied.
Neither of them moved.
"If I could change what I said I would. Just let me explain." Harry pleaded. Hermione gave him a small nod to continue.
"When we were in that closet, I thought I was in love with Ginny. But after you left I saw how much I really missed you. I realized it was you that I liked, not Ginny. You were the one that was always there. Without you I'd be dead from year one at Hogwarts. Hermione, give me another chance." Harry explained.
Hermione stood up. "Be glad I'm a nice person. I forgive you." She replied. Harry smiled. And in result his smile made her smile. "Care to dance?" He asked.
"Harry, just because Durmstrang changed my attitude, doesn't mean I'm not as smart as I used to be. Besides, I saw you watching me dance with Dean." She answered. Harry smiled. Then a slow song came on. They locked eyes.
Harry held out his hand and Hermione took it. He led her to the dance floor.
She placed her hands around his neck. And his hands found there way to her hips. They were made for each other. They fit together so perfectly.
Hermione stared into his emerald eyes. He stared back with passion in his eyes.
Hermione knew she'd regret doing what she was doing. But she believed in Harry. She believed he would not let her down this time.
And when the song ended, they went to a table and talked the rest of the party. When it ended. Harry offered to walk her to the hotel. Everyone was staying at the same hotel since the wedding was in the U.S. (Luna's choice)
When they arrived at her door they locked eyes. "Goodnight." Harry said. Hermione was not ready to leave Harry yet but she had a boyfriend and he knew that. She had told him at the Party. Her boyfriend was back in England unable to come due to work issues.
"Night." She replied. Harry slowly wrapped his arms around her. "This is my way of a goodnight kiss I guess." Harry joked. Hermione giggled. He loved the sound of her giggle. He also loved how she wasn't wearing a bra and a her hard nipples were visible through her tee.
Hermione leaned out of the hug but they still kept their arms around each other, and without much warning the two were kissing. "Harry…" Hermione pushed him away. "Not here." She said looking up and down the halls. "Then where?" Harry asked eagerly.