Sorry it's so short everyone, I know you probably want more but I really couldn't put more into this without starting on the date, which is in next chapter. Also this story is soon going to be over, and next chapter will also involve a lot about Fred 'waking up' and realizing what exactly is going on.
I am also working on a new story that I told you about last, about George and Hermione. Anyway, enjoy this chapter and let me know what you think.
'Bloody hell! Who made these hallways? There's no room!' My shocked mind screamed as I froze, trying my hardest not to make it harder than it already was.
I swallowed hard, fighting hard against my body's reaction it wanted to show, as Hermione's chest was pressed up against mine, leaving almost no space between us. I could feel how she breathed slowly, her chest rising up and down against mine and I almost threw my head back and had to bit my lip not to moan out loud at the feel of her, I had never felt it that hard before to control myself. Merlin's beard did she feel good against me and I had to fight of wrapping my arms around her small waist as well and pull her even closer to me as well.
Hermione blushed a bright red and I tried to grin down at her but I could feel my face heating up as well, but I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped me. "Well this is cozy" I managed, and Hermione blushed even more and sprang away from me and into the door. I almost frowned at the sudden loss of her body, the warmth that had been there, leaving me almost… cold and I almost reached out to pull her back flush against me. At the very thought, my brain screamed at me that it was Hermione, and I couldn't be like that, I couldn't feel like that. She was and would only be like another little sister to me. At the thought of her as a sister I felt my stomach drop but I refused to do anything about it, it was just the closeness, it was just the fact that she was a very attractive woman and I was a man, nothing more. But neither could I completely push away how my heart started beating hard in my chest as she looked up at me with those deep brown eyes with something swimming in the dept of them that I couldn't put a finger on but I was tempted to do just that, the whole evening if I had to.
I snapped back into reality to find Hermione looking at me, her eyes staring into mine probably trying to figure out what was going on in my mind and I almost wanted to hide my eyes from her view, afraid she could read my mind. I shrugged it off and put on my most charming smile, I was acting out of character and I couldn't even myself understand it.
"Well, as much as I would love to stand here all evening, chatting away about our lives I think it's about time to leave if we wanna our reservation" I said, once again presenting my elbow to her for her to take, she chuckled before accepting.
"Ready?" I asked, I wanted to make sure I didn't catch her off guard before apparating, getting flinched was a nasty thing and I really didn't want Hermione to get it because of me or anybody.
She nodded her head, smiling up at me as she tightened her grip on my arm. I knew she wasn't very fond of flying or apparating, if she wanted to go anywhere she mostly wanted to floo or the muggle way, but we couldn't make it if we took the muggle way and the restaurant didn't have Floo Network since it was in muggle London, so it left us with only apparating.
"Don't be nervous Hermione, I got you I won't let you get hurt" I reassured her, squeezing her hand where it rested on my arm, she nodded again before taking a deep breath. She had done it thousands of times while she, Harry and Ron were on the run for the horcruxes, apparating all of them from one place to another and she still wasn't used to the feel, and neither did she like it. I had done it many times too and had mostly gotten used to the feel of being thrown around, getting squeezed and the feel of whatever I had eating, wanting to come back up but I didn't blame her, it was not the most comfortable way to travel but it was the fastest.
I took a deep breath, preparing myself and saw Hermione close her eyes out of the corner of my eye before I too, closed my own eyes and focused on the place before twisting into the air and with the familiar CRACK we were gone.
"Hermione you can open your eyes" I said once we landed, patting her on the back hoping it would calm her down. Her brown eyes snapped open and took in her surroundings before letting out a sigh of relief. I chuckled softly before tugging her arm, leading out from our cover and out into the streets of muggle London, only a few feet away from the restaurant.
- LK.