Chapter 10

For the rest of the time they were at the Weasleys', it seemed Harry and Hermione never got any more than five minutes to themselves. Ginny had found out about Harry and Hermione, so neither her nor Ron would talk to them. Also, whenever Harry and Hermione tried to go somewhere private, Mr. or Mrs. Weasley would interrupt them as soon as they were alone. Harry couldn't wait to return to school. At least there will be a little more privacy there, he thought.

A week before school was to start, everyone got their Hogwarts letters. Harry got the usual letters, welcoming him back for another great year, as well as the list of all his books and materials. Harry noticed that there was another letter, and wondered what it was. Upon reading it, he found out.

"I'm Head Boy! I can't believe it. I wasn't even a Prefect but I got chosen as Head Boy! I wonder who Head Girl is…" but he didn't have to wonder for long.

"I am. I'm Head Girl!" Hermione exclaimed. "I can't believe it, Harry! We're the heads of our class!"

To celebrate, Harry and Hermione grabbed a bottle of firewhiskey from the Weasley kitchen and Apparated to the hill that they went to for Harry's birthday. They sat at the top of the hill, drinking firewhiskey and watching the sunset.

"Congrats, Harry. Can you imagine how much privacy we'll get now?" Hermione reminded him. They were both a little tipsy from the firewhiskey.

"Oh I can imagine it now. I can't wait to get back to school," he said as he pulled Hermione onto his lap. By now they had downed over half the bottle of firewhiskey and were drunk.

"Hey baby. Guess what? We are completely alone. What do you want to do?" Harry asked.

"Oh I think you know," Hermione stated as she unbuttoned his shirt and reached her hands inside it to feel how muscular he was. She loved the feel of his chest under her fingers, rising and falling with every breath he took.

"Yes, I believe I do," he broke off and kissed her passionately. He then started to unbutton her top, kissing the skin he revealed after each button. He undid the last button and pushed the top off her shoulders. Once again, she was down to her bra, which this time was pink. He hesitated for a moment, making sure they weren't going to be interrupted again. Hermione knew what he was thinking and decided to reassure him.

"It's okay. We're alone this time. Are you gonna…continue?"

He silenced her and answered her with a kiss. Then he undid the clasp and removed her bra. He couldn't help but stare at her naked upper half in the moonlight, and couldn't help but think about how beautiful she was. "You're…you're beautiful" he stammered.

Half an hour later, Harry and Hermione lay beside each other, completely naked, looking up at the moon. Hermione had grabbed a blanket and they laid it over themselves. They were still breathing heavily, but were both excited about what they had just done.

"W…wow," Hermione said between breaths. "That was amazing. I've never felt so free," she said as she kissed Harry's chest.

"Tell me about it. I don't think I've ever felt so exhilarated!" he exclaimed as he lightly stroked her arm.

"We should do this more often."

"Fine with me." With this, Hermione looked up at him and he bent his head down to kiss her. They then just laid there, cuddling with each other until they fell asleep. As they fell asleep, they both realized that they had never been so happy in their life.