Harry Potter and The Bonding of Hearts
Authors Note:
Disclamer. I Do not and will never own Harry Potter. He is owned by J.K. Rowling.
The characters, locations, and any other references to the work of J.K. Rowling are needed
to write this but the story is entirely my own work.
Here is the next installment for you.
Enjoy,
Professor Albus.
A/N: Please note that there will be a sex scene in this chapter.
Realizations Made and Friendships Changed
Previously:
He realized when he fell for Hermione. "4th year. During that bloody Tournament." There was a knock at the door and harry got up to answer it. He was not surprised by who it was. "Come in. Make your self comfortable.".
Hermione was standing there looking very apprehensive. " 'Mione. Whats wrong?" Harry asked her as she came inside. Hermione wouldn't look him in the eye and this told Harry that something was majorly wrong. She sat on the couch looking at her feet. " I want to tell you
something, Harry, But I don't know where to begin." Hermione mumbled. Harry sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulders. " There is nothing that you can't tell me Hermione, nothing. You know that." Harry turned her face towards him and saw she was crying. This made his heart break. If he found who had made his 'Mione cry, they would be in for very serious trouble and they would find out why he was the one who had vanquished the Dark Lord. He pulled her into a hug and she wrapped her arms around him tightly. "Shh, 'Mione. Please tell me whats wrong." Harry begged her. "Please tell me who has upset you and I'll give them a months detention."
Hermione giggled at this and looked up at him. She didn't really know how to explain to Harry what she was feeling. She did however know that things couldn't continue like this. "Harry, there is something that I need to tell you and I hope that it won't affect our friendship. I you see as much more than a friend, I think I love you." Hermione tries to pull away from Harry but he kept his arms around her. Harry's mind is reeling at the fact that she loves him but he pulls himself together enough to reply. "You have no idea how long I have waited for you to say that, Hermione. I love you too and have done since the 4th year when you stood by me when no-one else did during the Triwizard Tournament."
Flashback
"Excuse me," growled Moody, "you've got strengths if I say you've got them. Think now. What are
you best at?"
Harry tried to concentrate. What was he best at? Well, that was easy, really --
"Quidditch," he said dully, "and a fat lot of help -"
"That's right," said Moody, staring at him very hard, his magical eye barely
moving at all. "You're a damn good flier from what I've heard."
"Yeah, but.. ." Harry stared at him. "I'm not allowed a broom, I've only got my
wand…"
"My second piece of general advice," said Moody loudly, interrupting him, "is to
use a nice, simple spell that will enable you to get what you need."
Harry looked at him blankly. What did he need?
"Come on, boy. . ." whispered Moody. "Put them together... it's not that
difficult…"
And it clicked. He was best at flying. He needed to pass the dragon in the air.
For that, he needed his Firebolt. And for his Fire-bolt, he needed –
"Hermione," Harry whispered, when he had sped into greenhouse three minutes
later, uttering a hurried apology to Professor Sprout as he passed her. "Hermione - I need
you to help me."
"What d'you think I've been trying to do, Harry?" she whispered back, her eyes
round with anxiety over the top of the quivering Flutterby Bush she was pruning.
"Hermione, I need to learn how to do a Summoning Charm properly by tomorrow afternoon."
And so they practiced.
At two o'clock in the morning, Harry stood near the fireplace, surrounded by
heaps of objects: books, quills, several upturned chairs, an old set of Gobstones, and
Neville's toad, Trevor. Only in the last hour had Harry really got the hang of the
Summoning Charm.
"That's better, Harry, that's loads better," Hermione said, looking exhausted but
very pleased.
"Well, now we know what to do next time I can't manage a spell," Harry said,
throwing a rune dictionary back to Hermione, so he could try again, "threaten me with a
dragon. Right…" He raised his wand once more. "Accio Dictionary!"
The heavy book soared out of Hermione's hand, flew across the room, and Harry caught it.
"Harry, I really think you've got it!" said Hermione delightedly.
"Just as long as it works tomorrow," Harry said. "The Firebolt's going to be much
farther away than the stuff in here, it's going to be in the castle, and I'm going to be out
there on the grounds. . . ."
"That doesn't matter," said Hermione firmly." Just as long as you're
concentrating really, really hard on it, it'll come. Harry, we'd better get some sleep.. .
you're going to need it." There was a determined look in Hermione's eyes and it made Harry feel as if he could do anything.
End Flashback
"Its taken me this long to realise it however. I love you, Hermione and nothing will ever change that fact." Harry's words were full of love and hope. Hermione looked up at him and saw the love in his eyes, she could also see that he is not just saying that out of obligation to her. Hermione leaned up and gave him a chaste kiss. Harry pulled her against his chest and kissed her her back, putting all of himself into the kiss. It was bliss. This was where he belonged, in Hermione's arms. He broke the kiss, his lips starting to be worn out by constant use. " 'Mione, what would you say if I asked you to become my girlfriend?" Harry asked tentatively. To say Hermione was ecstatic would have been an understatement. Her reaction could have been described as boisterous and enthusiastic as she jumped onto Harry and pushed him into the back of the couch, where she proceeded to straddle across his lap and snog him senseless.
The taste of her was invigorating and Harry wanted more, more of her Vanilla scented locks, more of her delicate strawberry sweet lips. She had made him so excited by her touch that he started to stroke her back with his fingertips and she broke from his mouth, moaning slightly. " My god, Harry. That is just divine, please don't stop." she murmured into his neck as he continued to explore her body. Her senses were overloaded as Harry's fingers performed there own type of magic on her back. Hermione leaned back from him and removed her robes, so she was just in her school blazer, shirt and skirt. Harry stood up and Hermione wrapped her arms and legs around him as he walked to his bedroom, supporting her with his arms around her graceful and slender body.
Interlude
Ron sat in the Gryffindor Common room in the armchair next to the fire, trying to figure a way to get Hermione back and make up for his mistakes. He was lucky not to have been expelled like Ginny had with the Amortentia incident. He decided to take a walk and get some fresh air to clear his head and see if any ideas came to him. Ron got up and walked over to the Portrait hole and climbed out. He wandered aimlessly until his stomach rumbled and he decided to go to the kitchens for a snack. He was wandering along one the 2nd floor corridors when he heard a familiar voice. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" the voice drawled.
Ron span around and saw Malfoy and Goyle standing there, wands drawn. Ron quickly draw his own wand and said "What do you want, Malfoy?" almost spitting the name out. " How did you get inside the castle?" Goyle sniggered, and Malfoy replied "Easy, Weasleby. We walked in the front doors." Ron spluttered "But you were banned from ever entering this castle again" Malfoy laughed "Like a ban is going to stop me from doing what I want. Crucio" Ron dodged the spell and sent one of his own back. "SECTUMSEMPRA" He screamed. It missed and the short duel that followed was vicious and deadly.
Killing curses, Blasting Hexes, Stunners and many others filled the corridor. Malfoy suddenly dropped and hit Ron in the leg with a cutting curse, which severed his leg just below the knee. He collapsed, screaming in pain. Malfoy stood up and walked over to him. He kicked Ron's wand out of his hand and stood over him. "Sorry to say this, Weasley but you have to die. Avada Kedavra." A jet of sickly green shot towards Ron and hit him in the chest. Ron stopped screaming and slumped on the floor, his eyes dark, no longer seeing. "But wait, I'm not sorry at all." Malfoy turned his wand towards the wall and muttered something inaudible. With a flash, writing appeared.
' ALL WHO WRONGED ME AND MY MASTER ARE GOING TO DIE A MOST PAINFUL DEATH. ENJOY YOUR LAST REMAINING DAYS, TRAITORS AND MUDBLOODS ALIKE. SIGNED: THE NEW DARK LORD'
Ron would remain there until morning when he would be missed and people started looking for him.
End Interlude
Harry kicked the door open and carried her to his bed, where he gently placed her on her front. He straddled her and started to massage her back and shoulders, enciting moans and causing Harry to twitch in the tent in his pants. This twitch, however, did not go unnoticed by Hermione. "Is that what I think it was, Mr Potter?" She asked suggestively. She turned over with him still straddling her but through her shirt he could see her nipples poking out and it made Harry even harder to see the he had turned Hermione on and she was not afraid to show it. Harry leaned down and kissed her.
This was what a kiss was supposed to be! This was bells, whistles, fireworks, stars exploding, dogs and cats living in harmony, end of the world! It made them both moan. Hermione quickly pushed Harry off her and jumped on top of him, straddling him as he had done to her. She undid his shirt and started running her hands over his chest. His hands reached up and started running up and down her sides, eventually moving to the front and under her shirt. He started unbuttoning it and took it off. It went to the floor. Harry's shirt soon joined it as did his pants and Hermione's skirt. Harry twitched again. Hermione looked down, where she had felt the twitch. "Most impressive, Mr. Potter." She said in her best McGonagall voice. "I assume it's fully equipped?"
Harry nodded. "Powered up and ready for some action, I see" Harry just nodded again. Hermione slowly started to grind herself against him. Hermione ground down slightly harder, causing Harry to gasp. Hermione used that moment to start tongue duelling. He poured as much of his soul into the kiss as he could, summoning everything he was. Hermione began to wriggle, pressing herself further into Harry's arousal. With a strangled moan, he pulled away from the kiss. "Hermione!" "Yes?" She asked softly, continuing to wriggle."If you keep doing that, you are going to be in trouble." he said in his best professors voice. Hermione pressed down further. "And that's a problem... why?" She smiled, and began to nibble on his neck. After a moment, she stopped, and looked back into his eyes. "I think I like that idea, myself." She said huskily. Harry suddenly flipped her onto her back and was on top of her, with his arousal pressing onto her groin. He reached behind her back and undid her bra, one handed, and tossed it aside.
Harry started to play with her nipples, tweaking them. He leaned down and started sucking on her left breast and playing with the nipple with his tongue. This caused Hermione to arch her back underneath him and moan in pleasure. Hermione's hand went to band of Harry's boxers tugged them down. They joined the rest of their clothes on the floor. Harry smiled and said "My, you are impatient, aren't you?" As he was saying this, he started to move down her body, kissing and sucking her stomach. When Harry reached her lace panties, he used his teeth to pull them off and drop them to the floor. Harry crawled his way back up but stopped when he was level with Hermione's sex. He looked up at her and smiled then he started to lick and suck at her clitoris.
Hermione started moaning and clutching at the sheets, aching her back and calling Harry's name softly. He continued until Hermione was begging him to stop, he looked up at her with his chin dripping with her wetness. " Gods Harry." Hermione gasped, trying to get her breath back from the best orgasm she had ever had. " I take it you enjoyed that, 'Mione" Harry asked, with a smile on his wet face. " Oh yes I did but I can think of something that would be better. Get you butt up here and let me feel that rod of yours inside me." Hermione demanded. Harry obliged and crawled his way up. When he was level with her face, he positioned himself at her entrance and started teasing her with his cock. " Please, Harry" Hermione begged him. Neither of them were virgins but Harry still took his time in slipping inside her wet sex, making Hermione moan and bring her hips up to meet him. Harry started thrusting in and out slowly, but increased his speed to meet with Hermione's needs. Harry felt her climax around him, screaming his name and it drew his own release, he filled her up with his seed and collapsed on top of her. Both breathing heavily, they lay there and slowly fell asleep in each others arms.
The next morning Hermione was awoken by a agitated Harry, stating that a student was missing.
"Who is it, Harry? Who's missing?" She asked racing out of bed and grabbing her clothes. Harry looked as if he would rather fight a dragon than tell her who it was. " WHO Harry?" she demanded. "Ronald Weasley" he said, rather annoyed that the youngest Weasley boy had gone AWOL and made him get out of a bed that had the most beautiful witch he knew in it. Hermione looked at the clock on the mantle. It was 6:45 in the morning. " All Prefects and the head boy and girl are to search the school to see if he is here." Harry said.
An hour later Ron's body was found along with the message on the wall. He was found by one of the fifth year Prefects assigned to search the second floor. Kara Solomon raised her wand and sent a Patronus to the nearest teacher to come to her out side the statue of the Kinslayer.
Harry was the nearest teacher and hurried to were Ron's body was. When he arrived he saw the message on the wall and called all teachers to his location. Minerva was the first to arrive. She gasped when she saw it and his body lying there on the floor.
Classes were canceled for the day as Ron's body was given to his parents who had been called when he had been discovered missing. Molly was so distraught that she collapsed when she was told that he had been found not just dead but murdered.
A/N: I hope you enjoy this chapter, there is love, loss and death.
I would like your opinion on what Harry should do. Should he avenge his ex-friends death or
let Aurors deal with it. Reviewers with the best answers will get a cameo in the next chap.
Professor Albus.