Barty sat down in the living room. Hermione had left, she was gone. Barty didn't know if he was angry or upset about this.
Hearing a rapid knock on the door, Barty got to his feet and walked to the door. Opening it he saw Hermione standing on his door step, her hair wet and her clothes soaked through.
"I couldn't think of anywhere else to go."
Barty looked at the clock, "and what have you been doing for the past six hours," he asked watching her closely.
"Barty I just needed to think about what happened..."
"What about it," Barty cut her off.
"Well can I come in?"
Barty snapped out of his daze and let her in, "sorry, would you like a shower?"
Hermione laughed, "I think I just did."
Barty shrugged, "I didn't notice the rain."
Hermione walked into the hallway, Barty didn't move so she had to squeeze past him. Barty felt the craving again and he could imagine pushing her against the wall and kissing her.
"Barty are you okay," Hermione asked as she waved her hand in front of his face.
"Yeah. Where did you go?"
"I just needed to think, you know after last night. About what happened."
Barty noticed that she was still standing close to him, "what about it," he asked, feeling her eyes on his face.
"Barty, I-I want to know why," Hermione said, turning and walking to the living room. Barty grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him.
"You wanted it."
Hermione stared at him, "okay, I didn't scream 'oh Barty fuck me now'. You-you just did it!"
"But you didn't stop it, stop me."
"I-I didn't have a choice..."
"You always have a choice. Besides you loved every second of it."
Hermione went to slap him but Barty grabbed her hand, stopping it half a foot from his face.
"Don't you dare," he hissed.
"DARE WHAT?" Hermione shouted as she pulled her hand back and walked to the door.
"Hermione stop." Barty said softly.
Hermione turned to face him, "Barty, I just want to know why."
Barty walked slowly towards her, reaching out he grabbed her arms and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Hermione felt the urge to pull away melt and Barty pulled her into his body as he deepened the kiss. Hermione let out a sharp gasp as he pushed her against the wall, hard. Barty kissed down her neck slowly and Hermione's mind became a blur, she was getting excited and Barty could feel it under his hands as he touched her roughly.
Taking her face in his hands he breathed, "see you're not stopping me."
Hermione's eyes locked with his, "Barty... I can't... This... I just can't..." Her voice was light as she pushed him off gently.
Barty watched her walk into the living room then he looked down and noticed that she had indeed been out in the rain.
Hermione spent a few seconds being alone. She used these seconds to think but with her heart beating so loud in her ears she couldn't get much of that done. Barty walked in the room with a towel.
"You want to get dry?"
Hermione looked at him, "erm, I... Yeah." She took the towel from him and started to dry her hair.
"So, why did you come here. Out of all places, why here?"
Hermione sat down and looked at him, "have you got something I can put on so I can get out of these clothes?"
Barty smirked and walked to his room and found an over sized t-shirt and shorts.
"Here, this will do."
Hermione took the clothes and took off her wet ones. Barty watched her change. Hermione stopped and stood up to look at Barty.
"I feel safe here. Last night I never thought anyone could do what you did."
Barty didn't know what to say. She was standing in the middle of his living room, naked. He eventually found his voice to ask, "so you did enjoy it?"
Hermione placed a hand on her hip and slowly walked towards him and lightly touched his shoulder. Barty kept his eyes focused on hers.
"Barty... Yes." Hermione said as she leaned up to kiss him. Barty slipped his hands around her waist and pushed her roughly against the wall again while kissing her hard. They slowly slid down the wall as Barty finally got to taste her again.
