Warning: Scenes of a sexual nature

Love & Betrayal

Chapter 12 – Revelations

Harry was once again awoken by the sunlight on his face. However his face dropped as he didn't feel the familiar heat of Hermione's body next to him. He sat up and looked around her bedroom. She wasn't anywhere in the room. Then his eyes fell upon the door to the bathroom. Which was ajar. Harry could hear the shower running, and he began imagining Hermione under the warm water. Harry slowly forced himself out of bed, only slightly spurred on by the thought of Hermione in the shower. As he slouched across to the bathroom he smiled slightly, remembering the amazing things that shower had given him.

The first time he'd seen Hermione naked, and they'd had sex in it.

Harry opened the door, and called out, "Hermione? Can I come in?"

He waited for her answer, and when he heard her voice say yes, entered. He quickly stripped off, they hadn't had sex last night, and stepped into the shower. Hermione immediately enveloped him in a soft, warm, and wet embrace.

"Good morning, 'Mione." Harry lowered his head slightly so he could kiss her. "Good morning Harry. How does it feel being unofficially engaged to me." Harry showed her just how good it felt, and bent down, pushing Hermione against the wall, and moving his head between her legs.

"Harry what are you- Oh..." Hermione was silenced, at least until she started moaning. She laced her fingers into Harry's hair, and started involuntarily moving her hips, grinding herself onto Harry's mouth.

"Harry...you...should...stop...We...have...lesson..." Hermione spoke between gasps. Harry removed his mouth and tongue from Hermione's lower lips, and she immediately wished she hadn't said anything. Hermione wanted Harry to keep doing what he was doing.

"But you're so close 'Mione." Without saying another thing, Harry went back to work on Hermione. Within the next few minutes Hermione finally had her orgasm and Harry stood up again, holding his girlfriend who was weak kneed. Hermione could feel something pressing into her thigh, and said, "I think we have time to sort you out as well." Harry began to object, saying Hermione didn't need to, but before he could get all his words out Hermione had dropped to her knees.

Harry looked down at his girlfriend, who was looking at his penis. She hesitated slightly, and then took the head into her mouth. As soon as she did this, Harry let his head fall back, but then brought it straight back to look down. He didn't want to miss a second of Hermione's efforts. She still only had his head in her mouth, but Harry wasn't complaining.

He loved the warmth of her mouth, and didn't like it when she removed him from her. However he didn't complain when, Hermione took him back into her moth again, and began using her hand to stoke his length. She continued sucking his head and stoking his shaft.

"'Mione. I'm gonna cum." She removed her mouth, and Harry gasped as the cold air hit him again. Hermione kept stroking him, and didn't move as he came. Harry had unloaded onto Hermione's breasts, a fact that didn't seem to bother her. She stood up and stepped back under the jet of water, washing Harry's seed from her chest.

Harry wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and whispered into her ear. "That, 'Mione, was fantastic."

She turned in his arms and kissed him. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I wasn't sure if I was doing it properly."

"You did it perfectly. Just like you do everything else." Hermione hit him softly on the chest.

"Come on. We need to get ready now." She left the shower, pulling him along.

When they were dressed, Hermione was about to leave when Harry stopped her.

"What Harry?"

"Hermione, I need to tell you something."

"What's wrong?" Hermione had picked up on the uneasy look in Harry's eye.

"Well, err, yesterday, at quidditch practice I was getting changed, and um Ron saw me without my top on."

"So?"

"Hermione, you scratched my back, and left love bites all over my chest. Ron kind of saw them, and then, he err-"

"Harry, what did Ron do?" Hermione looked concerned.

"He knows we had sex Saturday night after the DA. I told him I loved you and that we were sorry, but that's just how we felt." Harry spoke very fast, hoping that Hermione wouldn't hex him for revealing their relationship to Ron.

"Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"Well I tried but-"

"You mean that you weren't going to propose to me?" Harry saw the tears forming in her eyes, and he knew he didn't have long to rectify the situation and calm Hermione.

"Hermione, I don't want you to think that. I love you and I want to marry you. I was going to ask you eventually, and when you hugged me I forgot about Ron"

Hermione pushed herself up to Harry, silently asking to be held. Harry complied and she spoke into his chest.

"I love you Harry."

"I love you too Hermione."

Harry kissed Hermione's forehead and they left her bedroom, making their way downstairs to breakfast.

Harry and Hermione entered the common room, hand in hand. They were surprised when they saw someone. Professor McGonagall was wearing her familiar pointy hat, and sitting on the sofa. As she saw the two walking into the common room, looking perplexed, she stood and addressed them.

"Mr Potter, Miss Granger, I'm here to inform you that the school is putting on an event."

Hermione frowned and said, "Event? What kind of event?"

"Well Miss Granger, Hogwarts will be hosting a dance."

"A dance?" Hermione sounded excited, but Harry groaned. Hermione hit his arm.

"Yes Miss Granger, a dance. It will be just before Christmas, so there will be plenty of time to prepare. Of course you have dress robes, the letters sent out said you needed them."

"Yes Professor, I have. Harry do you ha-"

"Yes." Harry's answer was short. He didn't like dancing, let alone having to do it in front of the whole school. Again. His thoughts went back to how embarrassed he was during the Yule Ball.

"Well I'll let you two get down to breakfast." With that Professor McGonagall left the Head Tower. Hermione turned to Harry, who was still looking grumpy.

"What's wrong?" Harry sighed and said, "A dance. I hate dancing."

"Oh Harry, it'll be okay." Harry just shook his head, not looking at Hermione.

"No it won't."

"But you'll be able to dance with me...unless you don't want to..." When Hermione spoke again, Harry turned his head to look at her.

"Of course I want to. To be honest I actually forgot about who I'd be dancing with." Hermione smiled and kissed Harry's neck.

"Come on. We're running really late now."

As they made their way down to the Great Hall, Harry and Hermione were able to hold hands. The corridors were empty, everyone was already at breakfast. However, when they reached the doors to the Great Hall they had to let go.

Seeing as they had only started going out two days ago, and no one had really seen them around the school together, none of the student body were speculating they were together. Everyone still thought Hermione was with Ron, which in truth, she was.

Harry and Hermione walked together towards Ron, who was sat alone and looking glum. He barely looked at them as they sat down. Hermione glanced at Harry, who was looking equally as nervous. They began to eat their breakfast, toast for Harry, cereal for Hermione. There were no words spoken between the trio throughout breakfast.

They left together for double charms and spent the rest of the morning practising wandless magic. Harry proved to be particularly good at this. He was able to summon his wand to his hand and produce a ball of magical light, similar to using Lumos. Hermione wasn't as proficient as Harry, but was able to summon her wand to her, even if it was from two inches away. Even Ron was able to make his wand quiver and wobble towards him. The three left the lesson in a relatively good mood.

However, when Ron motioned his head towards a deserted corridor the mood changed. Apprehension descended on Harry and Hermione once again. They followed Ron and stopped when he turned around. He didn't look angry, which was surprising considering the subject that was about to be broached. Harry and Hermione waited for Ron to speak first.

"Look, I'm not happy that you guys went behind my back and all that. But I know it wasn't working with us Hermione, I was horrible to you. Harry was right, you deserve to be treated so much better than I treated you. I'm really sorry if I hurt you Hermione."

Hermione smiled at Ron, and pulled him into a hug. Harry watched as the two embraced. He was not worried that Hermione was falling for Ron again, but was glad when she returned to his side and put her arm around his waist.

"We're sorry too Ron. We shouldn't have done that behind your back, but I love Harry and he loves me."

"It's okay Hermione. It's all in the past and any way I've got L-"

Ron stopped speaking abruptly, and his ears turned red. Harry and Hermione frowned and Harry said, "Ron, who have you got?"

"I, err, nobody." Hermione raised her eyebrows. There was disbelief in her voice when she spoke.

"You have nobody."

"Well, I, err. I'm kind of with Luna..." Ron trailed off and looked at his feet.

"You're with Luna?" Harry almost fainted. Ron was in a relationship with Luna Lovegood. The Luna Lovegood he had always called, 'Loony'. Ron nodded.

"Wow," said Hermione, under her breath. "And when did you two get together?" Hermione spoke louder.

"Err, yesterday. After I shouted at Harry..." Harry's frown was reinstated. He didn't quite believe Ron. There was something about the way he rubbed his palms on his thighs, and his eyes darting all over the place.

"Ron, when did you really get with Luna?" Ron's head jerked up to Harry.

"What do you mean? I told you when. It was yesterday-"

"Don't lie Ron. It wasn't yesterday. When was it?" Harry was becoming irate. If Ron was lying about when he started his relationship with Luna then that would mean he had cheated on Hermione.

"I, it was," Ron was faltering under the glares of Harry and Hermione. "Okay, I lied. We got together over the summer holidays." Hermione's calm face instantly turned to one of shock.

'He'd been seeing Luna all summer. We weren't even doing that badly over summer though. And he still want to Luna.'

Hermione felt like crying. Harry noticed this and tightened his grip around her waist, his fingers gently squeezing her hip. He promised himself he would make her feel better later, and make her totally forget Ron in the process.

"Ron how could you do that to me?" The tears had started, and where tickling down her face.

"What? How can you say that after you had sex with Harry?" Harry shot a warning look at Ron. He wasn't bothered by what Ron had said, but he was sure Hermione would be, and he didn't want her to be even more upset than she already was.

"I-I..." Hermione didn't have an answer to Ron's question. She knew he was right. Having sex with someone was much worse than just seeing someone else.

"Look Ron, let's not fight again. What's done is done. Hermione and I have had sex and you and Luna are together."

"Sorry Hermione." After Ron had apologised, he left the corridor, leaving Harry and Hermione alone.

Harry cupped Hermione's face and brought her up to face him. "Come on 'Mione. It doesn't matter that Ron did that to you. You've got me now, and I will never, never, do that to you. Okay?"

Hermione nodded and Harry held her tightly. "I think I'm going to need a new dress for the dance."

"How come?"

"Well I don't really like the one I bought at Madam Malkins. I might go back soon and look for something else."

"Would you like me to come with you?"

Hermione pulled away from Harry, and looked up at him.

"No, you can't. It's supposed to be a surprise."

"Well, I think you'll look beautiful whatever you're wearing."

"Thank you Harry. What did you say to Ron yesterday?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that Ron said you were right. So you must have said something when he confronted you yesterday."

"I told him the truth. I told him I love you, that you wanted someone to love you back, to treat you like you're the most important thing in the world, to have someone who didn't check out other girls, and to tell you you're the most beautiful girl in the world."

Hermione's eyes widened. "Oh Harry."

She flung her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips to his, before they had to quickly run off to their next lesson, Defence Against the Dark Arts.