So as a special Christmas delight I have decided to update this chapter earlier. Hope you like it and thanks to everyone who reviewed! Enjoy!

Chapter 12

"So you've really decided then?" Harry asked as he nuzzled Hermione's neck with his nose.

"Yes, as soon as he comes home from the conference. I can't leave it any longer." She said tenderly stroking his black locks. "He's back on Monday night I think so I'll get him to come over on Tuesday."

"Alright." Harry said quietly. They sat in silence in the candle light for a few more minutes letting the CD finish in the player. Both lost in their thoughts. Hermione's were about what she would say to Ron. He had been away for the last week with work but she had told herself she needed to end it. Even if Harry wasn't planning to with Ginny. However this was something Harry at that point was considering. Yet again he had fought with Ginny that night; he couldn't even remember exactly what had happened. One minute they were eating dinner, the next they were screaming at each other. And yet again he had went over to Hermione's to find comfort, understanding and love, even if she was still feeling under the weather. Now Harry wasn't an idiot. He knew that things were bad between Ginny and him and he knew for certain that he loved Hermione. How it had developed from platonic love to romantic love he didn't know but it had and he couldn't deny it.

"I'm thinking about it you know." Harry said suddenly and Hermione gave him a questioning look.
"What?"

"Breaking things off with Ginny…just so you know." He told her.

"Oh…Harry you don't need to just because of me an-"

"I'm not!" He assured her quickly.

"But you two just had a fight and you're probably still angry and-"

"Hermione listen to me. I can't say that I don't still love her. I do. Well I still love the idea of Ginny; a loving girlfriend who I saw myself marrying someday, childhood sweethearts and all that crap. But to be honest it's fading and I can feel it. We hardly ever see each other because she's always away somewhere training or staying late organising the team…some nights she doesn't come home at all. And when we do see each other all we do is fight and I end up on the couch. We haven't even had sex since…well since you and I got together." Harry said finishing his rant trying desperately to make Hermione understand that he wasn't just using her. He wasn't going to be one of those guys who lured women away from their boyfriends or husbands, stringing them along and not even consider leaving their partner.

Hermione sat there in silence taking it all in. So this really was happening. It was a serious thing. She was breaking up with Ron Weasley who if a few years ago you would have asked her she would have said he was the love of her life. And here Harry was talking about leaving Ginny. It was all so surreal.

"Say something 'Mione please." Harry said nervously. Then she looked up at him eyes shining in the firelight and kissed him with as much passion as she could muster. Harry groaned when he felt her turn round on his lap and press her frame against his bare chest. Immediately he moved to flip her underneath him on the couch where they had made love only an hour before but she stopped him and whispered in a sultry voice –

"Why don't I take control for a while."

Harry raised an eye brow at her but didn't complain as she left a trail of kisses down his neck leaving fresh red marks. She continued to do this until she reached his boxers and stopped to take her time removing them. Then with light gentle strokes she began to fondle his rock hard member, loving the sounds he made every time she did so. She touched him slowly at first and kissed the area around his inner thigh before finally swirling her tongue around his hard length. She smiled to herself as she heard him let out a long moan. The she placed one hand firmly around him and took him in her mouth.

Harry bucked involuntarily against her in pleasure. He lay there gritting his teeth and trying not to come too quickly but Hermione was making it very difficult. Again and again she turned her tongue this way and that taking more of him in each time. Harry's breathing became ragged and he was so desperately close as she kept up her relentless glorious mission of whirling. He was just about to come when suddenly she pulled away with a mischievous grin. He gave her a pleading look and let out a passion filled growl.

"Hermione…" he whimpered trying to hold on but couldn't find any other words.

"Don't worry Potter." She said in a voice that definitely didn't sound Hermione-ish. "I'm not done with you yet."

Then without warning she pushed him back on the couch and straddled him teasing him with her entrance before thrusting onto him enveloping him in her warm. They both moaned loudly at the contact savouring the moment. But it was not to last long as Harry sat up taking one of Hermione's breasts in his hand and starting to lick her hardened nipple in the same motions she had just used on him. Hermione at the same time rocked and thrust against him, wrapping her legs around his waist, her head thrown back in pleasure. Harry held on a few more seconds before exploding inside her, a moment later he felt her tense around him and then relax against his chest putting a hand on the couch back for support. When he felt that he could talk again Harry whispered half in disbelief half in gratitude.

"Hermione, any time you want to take control again it's fine by me."

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Ginny Weasley stepped out from the motel room at three in the morning that same night. She draped her arms around the blonde called Jamie one last time and pulled him in for a long satisfied kiss. The street lights in the estate where there was a travel lodge, garage and TGI Fridays beamed down on the embracing couple setting a seedy orange light on their faces. Ginny smiled as she pulled away.

"Do you really need to leave?" Jamie Gorgon whined – he was a Magical Public Defender and good at persuasion. He thought he'd try some on his relatively new 'conquest'.

"I stayed with you last night. I need to go." She giggled as he nibbled on her earlobe.

"Really?" He said seductively working his way down her neck "Are you sure."

She pushed him away not so gently.

"Yes, my boyfriend will be wondering where I am. I wasn't home last night." Ginny told him sternly, fixing her bra strap.

"You said you fought with him. He'll just think you've taken time to cool off." He said trying to entice her into coming back inside.

"Do you want him to come looking for me here?" she said sharply annoyed at him persistence. She hated anyone else being in control.

"Eh…" was his answer.

"Thought not." She said smiling more at herself than at him. "I'll Owl you."

And with that she left him standing half naked in the door way and walked into the car park of the hotel. She would have to walk down a little to find a safe place to Apparate. How irritating. She made a mental note not to pick a muggle hotel again or Apparate from the room. Ginny adjusted her skirt as she walked over the car park past the white lines that designated spaces. The hotel wasn't popular tonight as only a few shabby looking cars and an old truck were dotted about the place. TGI's had long closed and the place was well and truly empty. She didn't even see the headlights. After all why would a witch be looking for them?

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The blue Volvo raced along the M2 Northbound to London, music blaring, wheels glinting and swerving all over the empty midnight road.

"Robbie mate put the tunes up!" Shouted Stuart Seggie from the back of the car. But Robbie wasn't listening. In fact at that moment Robert Green wasn't really functioning at all. He was sat behind the wheel blinking in tiredness and from the semi-lethal amounts of alcohol, cannabis and cocaine he had drank, smoked or snorted into himself that night. He was well and truly fucked.

"You say summit Seggie?" Robbie shouted back to Stuart who was getting more than a little intimate with a girl in the back of the car. She seemed to have already passed out.

"The tunes man put em up or get your bird to do it." He said impatiently and Robbie nudged a blonde girl – he couldn't remember her name, in fact he couldn't really remember his – and she grudgingly turned the stereo up.

"Aren't we going a bit fast." She said to him "And I think Ellie has passed out back there."

"Stop being such a bore. And it's not my fault your mate can't handle her smash." Robbie said shrugging off the tiny nagging feeling she was right. He must not have drunk enough.

"I really think you should stop." The girl who's name was Louise said a note of pleading in her voice. "You're swerving all over the road Rob."

"Aww shut it ya slag." Seggie said, again from the back of the car as he must have finished whatever he was doing. "He's sober enough."

"But…but…but…" she said genuinely scared now.

"Fuck it then. Pull into the car park up there Rob and I'll drive." Seggie demanded and Robbie nodded turning in past the TGI Friday's sign. But he was still going 60 miles an hour and his eyes were almost shut. An orange street light flashed sending a pain to his head – a preview of what would come tomorrow morning. And he closed his eyes just a little, just for a second and let the warm fuzzy feeling of the drugs and alcohol take him away. The screams in the background were as distant as another continent and he didn't even feel Seggie and Louise both reach over him for the wheel that second too late.

The only thing that woke him was the massive thud and blinding pain in his head as it hit against the steering wheel when the car jolted violently to a stop.

"Fuck!" Seggie swore sitting up from the bottom of the car floor where he had ended up. He was lucky he wasn't through the windscreen.

"We hit someone!" said Louise hysterically, motioning to get out of the car but Seggie pulled her back.

"Don't move." He warned her as Robbie looked around in a daze.

"But they could be dead!" she squealed as Seggie gripped her shoulder rather painfully.

"That's my point. I'm not going to jail cause some stupid bint didn't look where she was going and a fucking slag couldn't keep her mouth shut and walk away." He said dangerously tightening his grip on her. "Rob mate you alright?"

Robbie nodded lazily and started the ignition as Louise began to cry.

"Now, there's no cameras about this hotel so we should be alright. Just pull out of here nice and slow and the minute we hit the motorway floor it." Seggie said calmly and Robbie nodded not quite aware what was happening. Louise was crying harder now but desperately trying to quieten here tears.

The blue Volvo backed out of the car park so slowly and inconspicuously no one would have thought anything suspicious. The moment it was out of sight of the hotel it sped off into the night blending into the background of black asphalt sky and glittering stars leaving a broken, bleeding and unconscious Ginny Weasley in it's wake.

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Harry was rudely awoken by a rap on his door. He had decided to go home that night and have a long talk with Ginny. Try and sort his head out. That and he doubted he would have been able to keep his hands off Hermione after their last encounter. But again Ginny wasn't there. It would seem she hadn't come home that night. He was alone in bed. He guessed she had probably went to a friends house to cool off but that morning just past six as he heard the door rap he knew something was wrong. Getting up he grabbed his glassed and pulled his jeans on over his boxers and opened the door. He opened his door and in flew an envelope. A voice very much like the witch who from the ministry that told him he was expelled from Hogwarts came floating from it.

"Is this the home of one Miss Ginerva Weasley?" it said and Harry said yes.

"And are you Mr. Harry Potter, companion and co-property owner?" it asked again and Harry said yes.

"I regret to inform you that Miss Weasley is at St. Mungo's Hospital due to an accident early this morning. Miss Weasley was found in the Car Park of The Welcome Break Inn in Essex just off the M2. She is in critical condition and it appears she is the victim of a hit and run involving a Muggle automobile. It is suggested that you come to the hospital. Please apparate to the admissions desk. Yours sincerely Mafalda Hopkirk New head of admissions and discharge St Mungo's hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries."

Well well well what will happen I wonder? Will Ginny survive? When will Hermione dump Ron? Oh what a tangled web! Aye so anyway expect an update quite soon because I am officially on holiday after tonight until January and even though I haven't written a word of the next chapter I know what's happening and I have plenty of time.

Have a great xmas everyone, hope santa is good to you! Reviews would be a great present for me

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