Chapter 20

Harry returned to Grimmauld place early in the evening, having spent the day with the Weasleys and his godson. Harry noted Ron's absence during this time. He regretted that he and Ron couldn't have the friendship they once had, but such is life when you're in love with your best friend's girl. He sighed as pushed the door open, closing it silently behind him as he entered.

He didn't see Hermione in the living room or kitchen, he began to worry, had she left, did Ressen find a way in. Did he have her? He looked around, stretching his hand out and feeling the air around him. No trace of Chi, he thought, he ran up to her room and knocked loudly on the door.

"Hermione, are you in there," he cried out.

No answer came, he began to panic now. He bolted to search the remaining the rest of the rooms, stopping finally at his own. He through open the door and found her sitting quietly on his bed, looking thoroughly downcast.

"Hermione didn't you hear me," he asked a little irritated.

"Yes I just didn't want you to see,' she stopped before she finished her thought. She appeared to have been crying, Harry noticed this now.

"Hermione are you ok, what's wrong," he asked softly.

"Its nothing, I'm fine," she said hoping she had sounded convincing. She hadn't.

"Hermione I know you well enough to know when something's bothering you, if you want to talk about it I'm here, until then I'll leave you in peace," Harry said in a kind voice as he turned to leave.

"Wait Harry don't go," Hermione said quickly rising to catch him by the door. Grabbing his arm and pulling him back inside.

"Hermione I'm just going downstairs," he said caught off guard by her reaction.

"It's just every time you leave I..I'm so worried I'll never see you again," she said with new tears forming in her eyes. It caused Harry pain to see them there, filling those beautiful globes with such pain.

"Hermione I'm not going anywhere, we still have a battle to fight you know," he said trying to sound practical, not wanting her to hear the emotion that was now filling his heart.

"I know but what about after, if we win and it all goes to plan what happens after," she asked tears falling now.

"What do you mean," he asked blankly.

"You know full well what I mean Harry, are you going to leave again," she asked her voice rising now.

"Hermione I..I don't know, I've made a commitment, a commitment to a life of service, I have to honor that," he answered turning away slightly, the sight of her tears breaking his heart.

"What does that mean, are you supposed to spend your life in and endless journey, never having a true home," she said, anger creeping into her voice now.

"Hermione I really don't think we should get into this now," he said.

"Well I do, there are things I want to, no need to know, you fall back into our life's after years and then prepare to up and leave just when.." she said hotly cutting off her last thought. Harry wondered what she meant, he thought he knew.

"Hermione I came back to make sure everyone was safe and doing well, and when I found this mess what did you expect me to do,' he answered heating up a bit himself.

"Just what you did, what you always do, trust Harry Potter to always do what's right, no matter the consequences," she said nearly yelling now. "I want to know, now finally after all these years, I want to know why you left?"

"Hermione it doesn't matter, "he answered in a low tone.

"How can you say that," she said in disbelief, "It matters a lot, to me anyways. Please Harry I have to know, why?"

"You already know the answer to that don't you," Harry said looking into her eyes, fierceness now alive in his. "You've always known, you knew then, didn't you, why did you have to trivialize what we had, why did you make it seem small, like a casual fling you could just toss away once you were finished with it?"

"Harry I..I'm so sorry I made it seem that way, made it seem like it didn't matter. I was young, we both were. Maybe it wasn't the best time to make me choose," she answered.

"It was the only time. It was the first time in 7 years where I wasn't living under a dark cloud, hovering just slightly in the background, threatening to break and take away everything I loved. It was then I had to know, I had to know if after it was all over I had a chance for a normal life, a happy life. After everything that happened I needed that hope that you and I could be together." Harry answered trying to keep the pain he'd buried so deep from rising to the surface.

"Harry I…I didn't understand then, I didn't know how to feel. After everything we all had been through I felt the need not to cause more pain, to Ron, Ginny and the rest. I didn't what I was doing, I do know, I know what that choice coat me, cost us both," Hermione said softly placing her hand on Harry's arm.

"Well it doesn't matter now, it's in the past, we can't change what happened," Harry said looking away.

"Your right, we can't change the past, but we can control what happens now, we can choose how we want to spend the rest of our life," Hermione said.

"The will of the universe controls our life," Harry began but was cut off before he could finish.

"Oh Harry knock off the philosophy and tell me honestly that you have no say in what your future holds,' Hermione said, a quiet want in her voice.

"Hermione I.." Harry began looking her in the eyes, they were burning with strong determination, she believed this conviction, she believed her words. Harry couldn't resist them any longer, he felt himself being pulled into them, losing the control he'd trained for so long to master. He pulled her close, he pushed his lips forward to meet hers waiting in eager anticipation. He covered hers in his and wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tighter as the kiss deepened. He could feel himself releasing all that had filled his heart for so long in it, Hermione was doing the same. All the years of pain, longing, passion, anger, love, all pulsing from their lips.

They broke apart only to catch a moment of air and Harry immediately began working his lips over her neck, causing her pulse to quicken. She began to tremble slight under the ministrations of his lips on her neck and collar bone. She moaned softly. She pulled his face back up to meet hers in another powerful kiss, Harry let his fingers wrap themselves around her soft curls as he let the kiss free his soul. Opening the flood gates of all the passion that had been suppressed for so long.

They began to move in unison to the bed where Harry placed her firmly down, removing his shirt as she lay in anticipation. She took the sight of his well toned chest and abs in; it filled her with desire, she herself becoming very moist. She began running her fingers up and down his hard won muscles, never breaking her gaze from his eyes. Harry lowered himself to kiss her again; she wrapped her hand around his head, letting her fingers run through his wild hair. Harry began to kiss the place right behind her ear, nibbling the lobe slightly. She felt a quick intake of breath as she moaned in pleasure. Harry began working the nape of her neck, kissing and sucking firmly, she was loving the reactions her body was having, it had been a long time since she felt like this, to long.

Then Harry began working his fingers under her shirt, staring at her waist, Hermione taking his cue sat up slightly pulling the shirt up and over her head, tossing it carelessly on the floor. He stared down at her, she hadn't been wearing a bra, she lay before him fully exposed, he took in the sight of her as he felt himself grow.

"Hermione you are so beautiful," he said softly while placing his hand of her left breast, gently kneading it, working the erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisting and pulling it. She gasped and felt herself convulse under his touch. He began working the other as Hermione grabbed the back of his head pulling him lower, placing her waiting mound in his eager mouth. Harry took it in and began kissing and sucking, teasing the nipple with his teeth, holding it firm while his tongue flicked it back and forth rapidly.

She moaned louder, 'Oh yes Harry, ohhhhh."

Harry could fell the heat building in her skin; he ran his hand down her stomach while still working her breast in his mouth. He unbuttoned her pants and forced his hand inside them, resting them above her panties now soaked in her fluids. He began rubbing the soft fabric, pushing it slightly inside her. Her hips bucked, she was feeling the eager anticipation taking hold. She grabbed her waist band and forced her pants down to her knees, Harry then grabbed them pulling them the rest of the way. She laid back and felt Harry now working her soft folds with more force, she felt the pleasure build, it felt so good. Harry pulled the panties off with a fierce tug, ripping them and throwing them hastily away, he was now looking at the wanting beauty of her maidenhood. The sight and sounds he was eliciting was causing his member to throb with desire. He began working her opening with his fingers, pushing the silk walls apart to place them inside her. He worked them in and out, taking her clit in his thumb and circling it furiously. This was almost too much for her, she felt her self building to a climax, then Harry slowed, he felt it to but he didn't want it come just yet.

She looked him in the eyes, speaking without using words, as she took the waist band of his pants, trying to pull them off. Harry in the eagerness of the moment couldn't handle more delays; he waved his hand over them causing them to vanish at once. He was fully erect now and Hermione gasped, apparently his muscles weren't the only thing that had grown in his absence. She shot him a devilish smile as she took the base in her hand, beginning to work the shaft slowly up and down, causing Harry's breath to quicken as the pleasure took him. She worked it for a while, causing Harry to growl in pleasure, then he forced his mouth back to hers, letting himself slide between her legs. He could feel the heat there reaching a fever pitch.

"Harry I'm ready, I need you, I want to feel you in me now, please," Hermione gasped as they broke the kiss.

Harry just smiled and obliged, holding himself now, finding her parting and teasing her lips with his tip, holding it just slightly inside. She pleaded with her moans for the torture of the teasing to end, then he pushed, slowly and deeply inside. Causing her to take in a sharp breath. She began to pant, vocalizing how good it felt to have him inside her. He began to work his way deeper, once he pushed as far as he could he held it there for a moment, causing her to through her head back at the pleasure of taking him all in. He stared working himself in and out, slowly at first and then faster, and faster, causing her to scream now in wild passionate pleasure.

"Oh God Harry that's it, right there, harder, harder please," she cried out as he found her spot, her button and was now hitting it fiercely with the tip of his member. It wouldn't be long now she knew it, she could feel her orgasm building, a heat forming in the pit of her stomach, going down and sending waves of pleasure over her body. She was so close, she could feel it, then he stopped, Harry could feel it coming but he wanted it to be of extraordinary power, his training hadn't only been focused on combat. He spent several hours studying books like the Karma Sutra, and other tomes on tantric sex, books that taught him to could his movements to bring about unbelievably powerful orgasms.

He sifted his position, placing himself on his knees, he took her leg and walled it on his chest, bringing better access to her opening. He began working himself in with force and vigor, but not to much, he knew the key here was to let it build and build so that when it finally released it was intense. Hermione was screaming in full voice now, never having felt anything so good in her life, she felt the pleasure take her as she bucked back hard to meet his powerful thrusts. Harry sifted some more, placing her in several different positions, racking her body over and over again with pleasure. Neither knew how long this lasted, it was if time had no power over them here, the were lost in each other, they didn't know where one ended and the other began, they were no longer two separate entity's they had become one, sharing one heart, one soul. Each was the missing half that now completed one another.

Harry finally let it build in the lotus blossom position and felt his intensity build, he let it take control now, sending Hermione reeling, screaming loud into the night.

"Oh fuck Harry, I'm there, I'm going to cuuuummmmmmmmm," She shot straight up as the intensity of the orgasm racked over her, sending strong pulses of pleasure over her body, again and again, it made her dizzy, light headed as if she had been confunded, she nearly passed out from the experience, small lights popping in front of her eyes. Harry felt his rising to and as she screamed his name out as her walls contracted tightly around him, he gave one last thrust and felt himself overflow into her. He spilled his seed deep inside, causing her orgasm to intensify. He left himself inside her for a moment, just looking down at her as the waves of pleasure still washed over her. He pulled out and collapsed beside her, both completely exhausted by the session of love making they had just shared. She turned to look him in the eyes, both sweating profusely, panting hard, trying to catch their breath.

"Harry, that, that was, wow," was all she finally managed to get out.

Harry just smiled as he pulled her close, "It was only because it was you, I couldn't do that with just anyone."

She just smiled and pulled him close for a final kiss. It was soft, delicate. She put what was truly in her heart in it, Harry felt it and returned it in kind. She turned and backed close to him; he wrapped his arm around her and held her close. Taking her scent in, lavender and vanilla. He smiled, she still used it, he had given her a bottle of it as a gift before the Yule ball during their forth year. She had worn it ever since. Harry had felt like this for so long, he was happy, utterly and completely happy. Just lying here with Hermione in his arms, the world, the darkness, the fight ahead no of it existed here, it was just him and her, and there heartbeats, no matter what happened tomorrow, or next year, or in the next hundred years this was a moment just for them, a perfect moment he could hold onto forever.