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Chapter 10: Hogsmeade
"Ron! Lavender! Wait up!" shouted Harry as he and Hermione ran after them.
The couple turned around.
"Oh, hey! Sorry...got carried away...forgot about you both." Answered Ron sheepishly, slowing down to a halt just outside Hogwarts.
"It's okay. Harry and I were just wondering what's our plan for today..." said Hermione, looking at both Lavender and Ron, breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath.
"Oh" said Lavender, looking at Ron.
"Well, since all of us need to buy costumes for the Ball..." said Ron thoughtfully, "I guess we can walk around Hogsmeade together first and see where they sell costumes, and then split up so we can um...spend some time together, alone?" Ron finished off, glancing meaningfully at Lavender.
Hermione looked over at Harry and gave a shrug. Apparently he understood that she didn't mind, so he nodded his head at Ron.
"Okay! That's settled then...where should we start?" asked Lavender.
"I think Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions...the branch in Hogsmeade instead of Diagon Alley would be a good place to start off...after all, I guess when they say All Occasions, they do mean ALL Occasions right?" said Hermione. (A/N: I know the Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions is in Diagon Alley, but well, I just set up another branch of those in Hogsmeade!)
As no one else had any other suggestions, the four of them headed off for Hogsmeade, Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. Harry and Hermione set off first, leading the way while the other two followed from behind. It took them about half an hour of walking (and talking) to reach Hogsmeade, by then it was already mid-morning.
"...and when Ginny and I were talking that day, she told me about how patient Neville was, helping and waiting for her patiently until she finished all her homework before heading off to bed...it was way past midnight by then!" Hermione told Harry enviously as they walked down the streets of Hogsmeade.
Harry laughed, "It's amazing how things change so fast...it seemed like only yesterday when Neville was still having problems finishing his own work...and now, not only can he help Ginny with work, he can also stay up late at night for her!" said Harry.
"Things do change fast, don't they..." Hermione's voice trailed off, she slowed down to a stop and stood facing Harry, "...like us...seven years ago, we were just the bestest of friends..." she looked up at Harry, once again, into those amazing eyes of him. He is just so irresistible.
"Yeah..." replied Harry. He was now looking into Hermione's clear brown eyes, both his hands locked around her waist.
Hermione leaned in, and her lips touched his. She had only intended to give him a small kiss, no tongue or anything, but it was too tempting. Hermione's lips parted slightly. Harry, sensing an opportunity, slyly slid his tongue into her mouth gently, prodding her tongue slightly. Hermione gasped inwardly and rested both her hands on his neck. She pulled her tongue back, willing Harry's to enter more deeply. Harry felt around in her mouth. Soon, the both of them were sucking gently on each other's lips, teasing the other once in awhile by making a move to retreat, but going back deep in again.
"Eh-Hem..." a voice said, embarrassed, from behind them.
Harry broke the kiss first, wiped his sleeve across his mouth, and turned around. Hermione looked down and wiped the saliva on the edges of her mouth off furiously. She turned crimson red when she saw the audience. Ron, Lavender, Neville, and Ginny were standing behind them, Ron and Neville looking like they didn't see anything; and Lavender and Ginny giggling silently.
"I'm sorry for breaking that...that moment of growing passion...but we're here." said Ron, grinning.
Hermione looked around and realized that she was standing right outside Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.
"So, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" said Harry, breaking the embarrassing silence and strode into the shop.
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"Excuse me? Do you have any Halloween costumes?" asked Ginny to a wizened looking witch at the counter.
The witch looked up from the desk where she was writing notes and smiled at the small crowd.
"Of course, my darlings!" she gave a wide smile, showing her missing teeth, "follow me, follow me!" the witch left her counter and swept over to the left hand corner of her shop.
There were all sorts of costumes you can imagine there, from cloaks belonging to Dementors to long, flowing, dresses belonging to muggle princess characters (Cinderella, Snow white...ring the bell?).
"This is amazing!" gasped Lavender from sideways.
"Take your pick! Take your time! I'll be here...when you need me!" said the witch as she walked back to her counter, and bustled to work.
"I wonder how much these would cost..." murmured Ron as he looked through the costumes.
"Oh! Who gives, just find one first!" exclaimed Hermione, her eyes roaming around, her hands flipping through the dresses hanging on the rack.
"That! I agree with." replied Ginny, nodding at Hermione.
All of them were now scattered around the shop, flipping through dresses, cloaks, suits, skirts, accessories, everyone mesmerized at the variety they have. It seemed like no one can find anything that really suits him or her. In the past half an hour, the girls have tried on angel wings, devil horns, sleeping beauty's gown, Wendy's nightdress, banshee's dress, a sexy bunny's outfit (which the guys drooled over when Ginny put it on), etc; the guys, on the other hand, tried on Peter Pan's leotard, Dementer's cloak, a house elf's pillowcase, a clown's nose, Man in Black suits, etc. They were all starting to get exasperated when suddenly, Neville pulled out something from the rack. It was something that the olden Englishmen wore centuries ago, with tight pants, and a matching hat with a feather sticking out of it handsomely.
"Ah! That's something!" exclaimed Ginny.
"Yeah...it looks like something Nearly Headless Nick would wear." said Ron as he looked at the outfit, glancing up and down.
"You're right..." replied Neville absent-mindedly, making a move to put it back in the rack.
"Wait!" said Hermione, while flipping through the rack where Neville got that costume, "There are two more somewhat identical ones here!" she exclaimed.
"I see you've found something, my dears!" a voice sounded from behind Lavender, who gave a jump.
The witch at the counter has come back to check on them. Her eyes turned to what Neville was holding up.
"That is one of my favorite costumes out of all these..." said the witch waving a hand over the other costumes hanging on the rack, "it came along with those," she pointed at the two more slightly identical costumes Hermione was holding, "and..." the witch walked over to the rack and flipped around, "these!" she smiled brightly, holding up two dresses that came from the same era as the one Neville was holding. (A/N: Okay, I dunno what era that is, but you know, it's the type that queens and princesses wear? With the tight bodices and all that? Like in Shakespearean time?)
The girls gave a small gasp when they saw the dresses. One was a light violet and cream in color, and the other was a deep midnight blue laced with light blue seams. The guys looked around at each other, excited by the thoughts of how their girls would look in it.
"When I got it from this muggle thrift store last week...they told me these were costumes for characters in a muggle story...what's it called again? The three...mustards? No...doesn't sound right...Well, anyway, it's the three something." The witch frowned, trying her best to remember what the story was called.
"You do mean the Three Musketeers, don't you?" asked Hermione.
"Exactly! The Three Musketeers!..."the witch began, "a story about these three brave warriors...what's their name again, miss? Excuse me...but I didn't really study muggle literature." said the witch, slightly flushed.
"The three musketeers were called Aramis, Porthos and...I can't remember the last one," said Hermione, her eyebrows scrunched together in concentration, "Anyway, Aramis had Madame de Chevreuse, and Porthos was with Madame Coquenard...As for the third musketeer, he wasn't that important compared to this other guy character, Sir D'Artagnan. Sir D'Artagnan wasn't with anybody though...I guess that's why there are three of the guy costumes and only two of the girls'..." Hermione finished off, breathing heavily...it was long ago when she last read that book.
By then, everyone else was looking at her, mesmerized.
"Whoa Hermione..." breathed Neville.
"That's a bit of history!" exclaimed Ron.
"So, do you want these or not?" asked the witch desperately, looking at them in turn.
"Well...it's not bad, really...except the girls...we're one short!" said Harry.
"Oh, count me out then. I mean, the dresses looks wonderful, but I had my eye on another one before this already." Ginny piped in.
Hermione and Lavender looked at Ginny, a mixture of happiness and concern on their faces.
"You sure you don't want these?" asked Lavender, referring to the dresses.
"Nope, that is, if Neville doesn't mind being Sir D'Artagnan?" asked Ginny, glancing at Neville shyly.
"...Of course not! As long as you're my date to the ball!" exclaimed Neville, shocked that Ginny can come up with such an idea. He walked over to her and wrapped a hand around her shoulders, "So what is it you want?" he asked, looking down caringly at her.
"Well...there was this Veela costume...and a hair spray that goes along with it..." said Ginny, looking up teasingly at Neville, fondling with his tie seductively.
"I'd agree to anything...well, there are consequences you know..." he said, winking at Ginny.
The others looked at them, smiling on at the adorable couple flirting in front of everybody.
"Oh enough already!" shouted Harry teasingly, "We'll get these five matching ones and a Veela costume with the hair spray!" he told the witch while fishing around his pocket for his wallet.
"Right up! I'll take 40 galleons. 8 galleons per costume." The witch replied happily, pointing at the signboard levitated above the rack.
"Guys! You can pay me back later!" said Harry, as he handed in the correct amount and distributed the costumes to his friends.
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"You hungry yet?" asked Hermione, looking at Harry as the couples walked their separate ways out of the clothing store.
"Not really...you?" asked Harry as he took hold of Hermione's hand, and interlocked their fingers.
"Not that hungry either...why not go grab a drink at the Three Broomsticks?" suggested Hermione, giving Harry's hand a small squeeze.
"No problems! Three Broomsticks, here we come!" said Harry cheerfully, sweeping a surprised Hermione from the ground into his arms, and making his way towards the pub.
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"We'll have two Butterbeers please," said Harry, looking at Rosmerta.
"Coming right up!" answered Rosmerta cheerfully, smiling warmly at the couple.
"Aah, looks like we got the coziest and almost quiet place in the pub." said Hermione as she looked around. Their booth was at the very corner of the pub, away from all the noise and commotion. "Aren't we lucky." said Harry softly, looking into Hermione's eyes teasingly and putting an arm around her. However tempting she looked, Harry did not want their relationship based on kissing, hugging, snuggling, and all that physical stuff, he wanted to love her as she is, and vice versa.
"Harry?" said Hermione, deep in thought.
"Yeah?"
"You think Ron took it okay about us?" she asked doubtfully.
"Well...I guess he did...Even if he didn't, he got Lavender now...it should be okay." answered Harry, quite confident.
"Hmm..." Hermione replied, apparently still deep in thought, "You think those two are gonna hit off?" she asked again.
Harry took a moment to consider.
"Well...you know Lavender..." Harry began, remembering the times where he had poured his heart out about Lavender to Hermione, "She's someone who wants to be loved when she needs it, and just wants to be left alone when she needs time to think...which doesn't suit me...I can't stand having to tolerate anyone's moods when need be, and just be pushed away when not needed...but Ron, he's somewhat like Lavender...he doesn't like to be tied down, but he wants to have someone to care for sometimes...more than a friend, you know? So I guess...they might just work out." answered Harry factually.
"Hmmph..." Hermione made a noise, a smile appearing on her face, "I guess it just would work out for them then..." Hermione's smile grew bigger and it became a soft laughter.
"Hermione! What's so funny?" asked Harry in amusement. He has never saw Hermione laugh like that in such a long time. She seemed so silent and thoughtful ever since they got together.
"Nothing...it's just, you look so amusing whenever you're deep in thought about something apart from schoolwork." answered Hermione, as her laughter died down.
"Two butterbeers!" Madame Rosmerta put down the two drinks on their table, accepted the change that Harry handed her, and walked away.
The two of them took a sip each from their drink, feeling the warmth spread through their bodies.
"Oooh! Dammit!" exclaimed Hermione suddenly, looking at Harry in shock.
"What?" asked Harry.
"I have detention with Professor Flitwick tonight!" exclaimed Hermione.
"WHAT?!" this time, Harry answered with genuine shock. Hermione...detention?
"Remember?...when I was too pre-occupied thinking about yo..." Hermione stopped halfway through her sentence, her face heating up.
"...You were too pre-occupied thinking about who?" asked Harry teasingly, though he knew the answer perfectly well.
"...I was too pre-occupied thinkingaboutyou!" replied Hermione, saying the last part so fast it sort of got stuck together.
"Oh Hermione..." said Harry, "Don't you worry now, I'll send you back on time for detention!"
"Okay then...thanks." said Hermione smiling at him on her right, she closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch
Harry was still sitting up, his left hand propped on the table, his right against the couch beside Hermione's shoulder. Taking the chance that Hermione was resting, Harry leaned in and gave Hermione a light peck on her lips. But before he could pull away, Hermione's hands reached behind him and pulled him closer towards her gently. Harry, taking that as a hint, opened his mouth and slid his tongue over hers. In a matter of seconds, their tongues were interlocking, exploring each other's mouth cautiously. Hermione, feeling suddenly adventurous, leaned in on Harry and coaxed him to lie gently against the back of the couch, so she was the one sitting up now. Her hands reached behind his neck, her arms looped around him, Harry put his arms around her, in a tight hug. Their kiss became a bit more fiery, Hermione slung a leg around Harry's lap shyly. In the midst of doing that, her short shirt lifted up a bit, and Harry's hand slid over it accidentally. Hermione gasped at the touch of Harry's cooling hand. Harry marveled inwardly at the softness of her skin, before taking it off, feeling slightly guilty (their relationship has not gone that far yet). Instead, he put a hand around the back of Hermione's other leg and lifted it up towards him so now both her legs were slung around his waist. Their tongues were now tugging furiously at each other, lips wet from saliva, and both their hands roaming around each other's back. Something in Hermione made her think what she's doing is wrong, but another part of her tells her this is not just lust; she really feels something for him. Soon, Hermione felt something sticking up against her under, which got her even more worked up. Harry, knowing that he can't take it any longer, pulled away from the kiss and looked deeply into Hermione's eyes.
"You okay?" whispered Harry as he wiped the saliva off Hermione's mouth, concerned.
"Yeah..." whispered Hermione uncertainly, "That was nice..." she said, with a teasing smile, still sitting on Harry's lap, her legs wrapped around his waist.
"You know...if you feel uncomfortable about this, for now...just tell me, yeah? I didn't mean to..." began Harry.
"It doesn't matter Harry, I won't be doing this, if I didn't feel anything for you." seplied Hermione, the smile still on her face, "I think we better head off now, we have to be back by 3 ' o clock."
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A/N: Heya! Sorry for taking such a looong time before updating...was kindof busy this week. Anyway, here's some making out for people who asked for it...don't blame me if it doesn't sound right. Juz coz someone can do it well, doesn't mean someone can describe it well ;). Welcome to comments on how to on people! Review!! And I'll update!!
Weasley's Girl-35): Thanks for your support the whole time! Keep on reading and commenting!
XxXHermione-GrangerXxX: Thanks for your support too! Hope this chapter's up to your taste too!
Hhromancefreak: Thanks for reviewing...again! I put Ron and Lavender together so he wouldn't feel so left out now that Harry is with Hermione...plus, Cho's already graduated (she's one year older than Harry remember?) and I don't like her as much...
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Chapter 10: Hogsmeade
"Ron! Lavender! Wait up!" shouted Harry as he and Hermione ran after them.
The couple turned around.
"Oh, hey! Sorry...got carried away...forgot about you both." Answered Ron sheepishly, slowing down to a halt just outside Hogwarts.
"It's okay. Harry and I were just wondering what's our plan for today..." said Hermione, looking at both Lavender and Ron, breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath.
"Oh" said Lavender, looking at Ron.
"Well, since all of us need to buy costumes for the Ball..." said Ron thoughtfully, "I guess we can walk around Hogsmeade together first and see where they sell costumes, and then split up so we can um...spend some time together, alone?" Ron finished off, glancing meaningfully at Lavender.
Hermione looked over at Harry and gave a shrug. Apparently he understood that she didn't mind, so he nodded his head at Ron.
"Okay! That's settled then...where should we start?" asked Lavender.
"I think Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions...the branch in Hogsmeade instead of Diagon Alley would be a good place to start off...after all, I guess when they say All Occasions, they do mean ALL Occasions right?" said Hermione. (A/N: I know the Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions is in Diagon Alley, but well, I just set up another branch of those in Hogsmeade!)
As no one else had any other suggestions, the four of them headed off for Hogsmeade, Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. Harry and Hermione set off first, leading the way while the other two followed from behind. It took them about half an hour of walking (and talking) to reach Hogsmeade, by then it was already mid-morning.
"...and when Ginny and I were talking that day, she told me about how patient Neville was, helping and waiting for her patiently until she finished all her homework before heading off to bed...it was way past midnight by then!" Hermione told Harry enviously as they walked down the streets of Hogsmeade.
Harry laughed, "It's amazing how things change so fast...it seemed like only yesterday when Neville was still having problems finishing his own work...and now, not only can he help Ginny with work, he can also stay up late at night for her!" said Harry.
"Things do change fast, don't they..." Hermione's voice trailed off, she slowed down to a stop and stood facing Harry, "...like us...seven years ago, we were just the bestest of friends..." she looked up at Harry, once again, into those amazing eyes of him. He is just so irresistible.
"Yeah..." replied Harry. He was now looking into Hermione's clear brown eyes, both his hands locked around her waist.
Hermione leaned in, and her lips touched his. She had only intended to give him a small kiss, no tongue or anything, but it was too tempting. Hermione's lips parted slightly. Harry, sensing an opportunity, slyly slid his tongue into her mouth gently, prodding her tongue slightly. Hermione gasped inwardly and rested both her hands on his neck. She pulled her tongue back, willing Harry's to enter more deeply. Harry felt around in her mouth. Soon, the both of them were sucking gently on each other's lips, teasing the other once in awhile by making a move to retreat, but going back deep in again.
"Eh-Hem..." a voice said, embarrassed, from behind them.
Harry broke the kiss first, wiped his sleeve across his mouth, and turned around. Hermione looked down and wiped the saliva on the edges of her mouth off furiously. She turned crimson red when she saw the audience. Ron, Lavender, Neville, and Ginny were standing behind them, Ron and Neville looking like they didn't see anything; and Lavender and Ginny giggling silently.
"I'm sorry for breaking that...that moment of growing passion...but we're here." said Ron, grinning.
Hermione looked around and realized that she was standing right outside Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.
"So, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" said Harry, breaking the embarrassing silence and strode into the shop.
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"Excuse me? Do you have any Halloween costumes?" asked Ginny to a wizened looking witch at the counter.
The witch looked up from the desk where she was writing notes and smiled at the small crowd.
"Of course, my darlings!" she gave a wide smile, showing her missing teeth, "follow me, follow me!" the witch left her counter and swept over to the left hand corner of her shop.
There were all sorts of costumes you can imagine there, from cloaks belonging to Dementors to long, flowing, dresses belonging to muggle princess characters (Cinderella, Snow white...ring the bell?).
"This is amazing!" gasped Lavender from sideways.
"Take your pick! Take your time! I'll be here...when you need me!" said the witch as she walked back to her counter, and bustled to work.
"I wonder how much these would cost..." murmured Ron as he looked through the costumes.
"Oh! Who gives, just find one first!" exclaimed Hermione, her eyes roaming around, her hands flipping through the dresses hanging on the rack.
"That! I agree with." replied Ginny, nodding at Hermione.
All of them were now scattered around the shop, flipping through dresses, cloaks, suits, skirts, accessories, everyone mesmerized at the variety they have. It seemed like no one can find anything that really suits him or her. In the past half an hour, the girls have tried on angel wings, devil horns, sleeping beauty's gown, Wendy's nightdress, banshee's dress, a sexy bunny's outfit (which the guys drooled over when Ginny put it on), etc; the guys, on the other hand, tried on Peter Pan's leotard, Dementer's cloak, a house elf's pillowcase, a clown's nose, Man in Black suits, etc. They were all starting to get exasperated when suddenly, Neville pulled out something from the rack. It was something that the olden Englishmen wore centuries ago, with tight pants, and a matching hat with a feather sticking out of it handsomely.
"Ah! That's something!" exclaimed Ginny.
"Yeah...it looks like something Nearly Headless Nick would wear." said Ron as he looked at the outfit, glancing up and down.
"You're right..." replied Neville absent-mindedly, making a move to put it back in the rack.
"Wait!" said Hermione, while flipping through the rack where Neville got that costume, "There are two more somewhat identical ones here!" she exclaimed.
"I see you've found something, my dears!" a voice sounded from behind Lavender, who gave a jump.
The witch at the counter has come back to check on them. Her eyes turned to what Neville was holding up.
"That is one of my favorite costumes out of all these..." said the witch waving a hand over the other costumes hanging on the rack, "it came along with those," she pointed at the two more slightly identical costumes Hermione was holding, "and..." the witch walked over to the rack and flipped around, "these!" she smiled brightly, holding up two dresses that came from the same era as the one Neville was holding. (A/N: Okay, I dunno what era that is, but you know, it's the type that queens and princesses wear? With the tight bodices and all that? Like in Shakespearean time?)
The girls gave a small gasp when they saw the dresses. One was a light violet and cream in color, and the other was a deep midnight blue laced with light blue seams. The guys looked around at each other, excited by the thoughts of how their girls would look in it.
"When I got it from this muggle thrift store last week...they told me these were costumes for characters in a muggle story...what's it called again? The three...mustards? No...doesn't sound right...Well, anyway, it's the three something." The witch frowned, trying her best to remember what the story was called.
"You do mean the Three Musketeers, don't you?" asked Hermione.
"Exactly! The Three Musketeers!..."the witch began, "a story about these three brave warriors...what's their name again, miss? Excuse me...but I didn't really study muggle literature." said the witch, slightly flushed.
"The three musketeers were called Aramis, Porthos and...I can't remember the last one," said Hermione, her eyebrows scrunched together in concentration, "Anyway, Aramis had Madame de Chevreuse, and Porthos was with Madame Coquenard...As for the third musketeer, he wasn't that important compared to this other guy character, Sir D'Artagnan. Sir D'Artagnan wasn't with anybody though...I guess that's why there are three of the guy costumes and only two of the girls'..." Hermione finished off, breathing heavily...it was long ago when she last read that book.
By then, everyone else was looking at her, mesmerized.
"Whoa Hermione..." breathed Neville.
"That's a bit of history!" exclaimed Ron.
"So, do you want these or not?" asked the witch desperately, looking at them in turn.
"Well...it's not bad, really...except the girls...we're one short!" said Harry.
"Oh, count me out then. I mean, the dresses looks wonderful, but I had my eye on another one before this already." Ginny piped in.
Hermione and Lavender looked at Ginny, a mixture of happiness and concern on their faces.
"You sure you don't want these?" asked Lavender, referring to the dresses.
"Nope, that is, if Neville doesn't mind being Sir D'Artagnan?" asked Ginny, glancing at Neville shyly.
"...Of course not! As long as you're my date to the ball!" exclaimed Neville, shocked that Ginny can come up with such an idea. He walked over to her and wrapped a hand around her shoulders, "So what is it you want?" he asked, looking down caringly at her.
"Well...there was this Veela costume...and a hair spray that goes along with it..." said Ginny, looking up teasingly at Neville, fondling with his tie seductively.
"I'd agree to anything...well, there are consequences you know..." he said, winking at Ginny.
The others looked at them, smiling on at the adorable couple flirting in front of everybody.
"Oh enough already!" shouted Harry teasingly, "We'll get these five matching ones and a Veela costume with the hair spray!" he told the witch while fishing around his pocket for his wallet.
"Right up! I'll take 40 galleons. 8 galleons per costume." The witch replied happily, pointing at the signboard levitated above the rack.
"Guys! You can pay me back later!" said Harry, as he handed in the correct amount and distributed the costumes to his friends.
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"You hungry yet?" asked Hermione, looking at Harry as the couples walked their separate ways out of the clothing store.
"Not really...you?" asked Harry as he took hold of Hermione's hand, and interlocked their fingers.
"Not that hungry either...why not go grab a drink at the Three Broomsticks?" suggested Hermione, giving Harry's hand a small squeeze.
"No problems! Three Broomsticks, here we come!" said Harry cheerfully, sweeping a surprised Hermione from the ground into his arms, and making his way towards the pub.
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"We'll have two Butterbeers please," said Harry, looking at Rosmerta.
"Coming right up!" answered Rosmerta cheerfully, smiling warmly at the couple.
"Aah, looks like we got the coziest and almost quiet place in the pub." said Hermione as she looked around. Their booth was at the very corner of the pub, away from all the noise and commotion. "Aren't we lucky." said Harry softly, looking into Hermione's eyes teasingly and putting an arm around her. However tempting she looked, Harry did not want their relationship based on kissing, hugging, snuggling, and all that physical stuff, he wanted to love her as she is, and vice versa.
"Harry?" said Hermione, deep in thought.
"Yeah?"
"You think Ron took it okay about us?" she asked doubtfully.
"Well...I guess he did...Even if he didn't, he got Lavender now...it should be okay." answered Harry, quite confident.
"Hmm..." Hermione replied, apparently still deep in thought, "You think those two are gonna hit off?" she asked again.
Harry took a moment to consider.
"Well...you know Lavender..." Harry began, remembering the times where he had poured his heart out about Lavender to Hermione, "She's someone who wants to be loved when she needs it, and just wants to be left alone when she needs time to think...which doesn't suit me...I can't stand having to tolerate anyone's moods when need be, and just be pushed away when not needed...but Ron, he's somewhat like Lavender...he doesn't like to be tied down, but he wants to have someone to care for sometimes...more than a friend, you know? So I guess...they might just work out." answered Harry factually.
"Hmmph..." Hermione made a noise, a smile appearing on her face, "I guess it just would work out for them then..." Hermione's smile grew bigger and it became a soft laughter.
"Hermione! What's so funny?" asked Harry in amusement. He has never saw Hermione laugh like that in such a long time. She seemed so silent and thoughtful ever since they got together.
"Nothing...it's just, you look so amusing whenever you're deep in thought about something apart from schoolwork." answered Hermione, as her laughter died down.
"Two butterbeers!" Madame Rosmerta put down the two drinks on their table, accepted the change that Harry handed her, and walked away.
The two of them took a sip each from their drink, feeling the warmth spread through their bodies.
"Oooh! Dammit!" exclaimed Hermione suddenly, looking at Harry in shock.
"What?" asked Harry.
"I have detention with Professor Flitwick tonight!" exclaimed Hermione.
"WHAT?!" this time, Harry answered with genuine shock. Hermione...detention?
"Remember?...when I was too pre-occupied thinking about yo..." Hermione stopped halfway through her sentence, her face heating up.
"...You were too pre-occupied thinking about who?" asked Harry teasingly, though he knew the answer perfectly well.
"...I was too pre-occupied thinkingaboutyou!" replied Hermione, saying the last part so fast it sort of got stuck together.
"Oh Hermione..." said Harry, "Don't you worry now, I'll send you back on time for detention!"
"Okay then...thanks." said Hermione smiling at him on her right, she closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch
Harry was still sitting up, his left hand propped on the table, his right against the couch beside Hermione's shoulder. Taking the chance that Hermione was resting, Harry leaned in and gave Hermione a light peck on her lips. But before he could pull away, Hermione's hands reached behind him and pulled him closer towards her gently. Harry, taking that as a hint, opened his mouth and slid his tongue over hers. In a matter of seconds, their tongues were interlocking, exploring each other's mouth cautiously. Hermione, feeling suddenly adventurous, leaned in on Harry and coaxed him to lie gently against the back of the couch, so she was the one sitting up now. Her hands reached behind his neck, her arms looped around him, Harry put his arms around her, in a tight hug. Their kiss became a bit more fiery, Hermione slung a leg around Harry's lap shyly. In the midst of doing that, her short shirt lifted up a bit, and Harry's hand slid over it accidentally. Hermione gasped at the touch of Harry's cooling hand. Harry marveled inwardly at the softness of her skin, before taking it off, feeling slightly guilty (their relationship has not gone that far yet). Instead, he put a hand around the back of Hermione's other leg and lifted it up towards him so now both her legs were slung around his waist. Their tongues were now tugging furiously at each other, lips wet from saliva, and both their hands roaming around each other's back. Something in Hermione made her think what she's doing is wrong, but another part of her tells her this is not just lust; she really feels something for him. Soon, Hermione felt something sticking up against her under, which got her even more worked up. Harry, knowing that he can't take it any longer, pulled away from the kiss and looked deeply into Hermione's eyes.
"You okay?" whispered Harry as he wiped the saliva off Hermione's mouth, concerned.
"Yeah..." whispered Hermione uncertainly, "That was nice..." she said, with a teasing smile, still sitting on Harry's lap, her legs wrapped around his waist.
"You know...if you feel uncomfortable about this, for now...just tell me, yeah? I didn't mean to..." began Harry.
"It doesn't matter Harry, I won't be doing this, if I didn't feel anything for you." seplied Hermione, the smile still on her face, "I think we better head off now, we have to be back by 3 ' o clock."
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A/N: Heya! Sorry for taking such a looong time before updating...was kindof busy this week. Anyway, here's some making out for people who asked for it...don't blame me if it doesn't sound right. Juz coz someone can do it well, doesn't mean someone can describe it well ;). Welcome to comments on how to on people! Review!! And I'll update!!
Weasley's Girl-35): Thanks for your support the whole time! Keep on reading and commenting!
XxXHermione-GrangerXxX: Thanks for your support too! Hope this chapter's up to your taste too!
Hhromancefreak: Thanks for reviewing...again! I put Ron and Lavender together so he wouldn't feel so left out now that Harry is with Hermione...plus, Cho's already graduated (she's one year older than Harry remember?) and I don't like her as much...