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here's chapter nine

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A New Year

It was finally New Year's Eve. As everyone got ready to count down, Harry and Hermione were up in her room. At first they talked about Ron, then talking led to kissing, then kissing led to taking off their clothes.

Hermione laid on her back as Harry took off her sock slowly and gracefully. He kissed her smooth legs and slowly laid on top of her. hermione unbuttoned his trousers and flipped him over. She straddled him and worked off his trousers and boxers. She smiled as harry sat up and kissed her as he unlatched her bra. He kissed her collarbone and then her left breast. She pulled off her skirt and underwear as Harry flipped her over and Hermione pulled off his underwear. (I know that boxers are underwear, but Harry has both, cuz he's cool like that)

Harry pulled a blanket over them as he looked at Hermione. She nodded her head and he slid inside. Hermione gasped as she was ready for her climax. Harry kissed her as her nails scratched his back. He toppled over Hermione and lay next to his, his heart beating rapidly.

"That was amazing," Hermione said smiling kissing Harry'a cheek. Harry frowned and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Why'd you sleep with Ron?" Harry asked as he got up and put his boxers back on.

"He tricked me! It's not my fault. I was under a spell!"

"Sure whatever Hermione," Harry said putting the rest of his clothes on. "Stop lying to me! I'm tired of it. You lied about you're black book which i found and you're lying about Ron!"

"What do you want me to do?" Hermione asked tucking the sheet under her arms to hide her bare breasts.

"I want you to leave," Harry said in a broken voice, "Leave me alone!"

"Fine I will," Hermione said as she got up and gave Harry the acceptance letter from the Ministry, "I hope you have a nice life as an Auror. I wish you the best." She kissed his lips one last time, grabbed her clothes, and left.

It was Valentine's Day and Hermione moped around the common room while everyone else went to the Valentine's Day Dance.

"You and Harry aren't going?" Lavender asked dressed in a sparkling red cocktail dress.

"Harry and I broke up," Hermione said putting her hands by the fire.

"I'm so sorry," Lavender said folding her arms, "Come anyway."

"No it's ok," Hermione said hugging her friend, "Have fun with Neville."

"Alright," Lavender said kissing her cheek and going to the party. Hermione sat in front of the fire to warm her hands when she heard the portrait hole opened.

"Come to the party," Ron said sitting on the couch while Hermione sat on the floor, "It's fun."

"No thanks," Hermione said, "I'm not in the mood. You go to the party."

"The music was too loud," Rn said as he chuckled, "It's much quieter in here. And plus I'm tired."

"Do you want Harry dead?" Hermione asked, but Ron remained silent. Hermione got up and walked away until she dropped to the floor with a knife in her back.

"Yes I want Harry dead," Ron said smiling as Hermione gasped for air, "But you're first."

It took awhile, but with the knife still in her back she was dead.