A/N ~ to my loyal readers. Sorry this took me so long to get out. It's really long and I type rather slowly. More fluff, a little serious stuff but then more fluff. For those of you who want them to do more than just kiss, hold on, Hermione is not that kind of girl and Harry would never pressure her into something like that. Wait until chapter 8. Oh, and I'm really sorry if I confuse anyone, in my mind I'm on like chapter 10, so just hang in there with me.
Again the characters belong to JKR, most of the story belongs to me. I don't think I really stole anything this time. Enjoy.
Chapter 6
9:00 p.m.
Hermione had fallen asleep in his arms again. This time she was smiling and peaceful. Harry laid her on the bed, careful not to wake her, gently kissing her lips this time before covering her up with the quilt. This is beginning to become a habit, he thought ruefully smoothing his hair with his fingers, oh well, there are worse ways to spend an evening. Harry just stood there watching her sleep for a few minutes. She's so beautiful, like an angel sent from heaven just for me. Hermione, finally my Hermione. Harry thought with a sigh as he turned around and walked out of her room.
It can't be true, it's to wonderful to be true Harry thought as he flopped down onto his bed. I never in a million year believed that Hermione could love me. She's just so… so wonderful. Who would have thought that I would fall in love with my best friend. I mean, I just spent an hour with a beautiful woman, alone in her bedroom, and we spent the time just talking,… and kissing of course. He amended. I guess I shouldn't be so surprised. I know every thing about her and she knows everything about me. If we were able to stay best friends under those conditions, I shouldn't be surprised that it turned to love. Everyone should fall in love with their best friend. Harry thought. You still can be best friends, but so much more.
Harry drifted off into a peaceful sleep as his mind recalled the last hour.
Hermione was still sleeping in her room, just as Harry had left her. She was also remembering,… the feel of his hands and mouth. The smell of his hair…(And I think that we're going to leave Hermione alone with her thoughts right now because they get kind of embarrassing after this. Moving on.)
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8:00 a.m. the next morning
Harry quietly opened the door to Hermione's room. "Herm, you awake?" Harry said as he entered the room. He saw that she was still asleep so he quietly walked over to her and kissed her. (a/n~ hey, there have got to be worse ways to wake up) Her eyes opened and she looked surprised, and then changed to remembrance as she recalled the night before. Harry could feel her smile under the kiss. She put her hands in his and he pulled her up off the bed.
"Good morning Harry" Hermione said with a smile. "Did you sleep well?" She asked as she grabbed a clean towel and headed to the bathroom. Harry responded by grabbing another towel and moving to follow her.
"Harry, where do you think you're going?" Hermione asked in mock outraged tones.
"I'm going to take a shower." Harry responded as if they were discussing the weather.
"Harry!" Hermione said in a shocked tone "You're not going to take a shower with me! Go use your own!"
"But I'd much rather use yours," Harry replied in a teasing tone. "Ow! Ok, ok, I'm going." Harry said in an injured tone as Hermione flicked him with her towel. Harry left the room grinning.
Harry walked into his room planning to do what Hermione had suggested, take a shower. He saw Ron standing next to his closet with his arms folded across his chest.
"Ron, what are you doing in here?" Harry said with surprise.
"Okay, Harry, spill the beans, who is she?" Ron said in business like tones.
"Who's who?" Asked Harry, confused.
"The girl that you've deserted us for. We haven't seen you in days and you've been walking around with a happy grin on your face. We can put two and two together. And I think we deserve to meet the poor girl whose heart you're going to break."
"Ron, have you been eating purple beans again, you've gone mental. I have no idea what you're talking about. Why don't you lay down until the side effects go away." Harry said with a grin.
"Harry, as your best friend I have the right to pry into every detail of your personal life. It's my job. If Hermione were here right now, she'd tell you the same thing. Speaking of Hermione, I haven't seen her a lot lately either" Ron said as an idea formed in his mind. "I'll talk to you later Harry." Ron said as he left the room.
Harry suddenly realized that he was still holding Hermione's lavender towel. Well, I guess it won't take Ron too long to figure out what's happening. Harry thought wryly as he looked at the towel. It smells like her, like strawberries and cream, and something else that he couldn't put a name to. Harry set the towel down and stepped into the shower.
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About 20 minutes later
Hermione stepped out of her shower, still laughing about how outrageous Harry was sometimes. Although, she thought as she wrapped a towel around her hair and then another around her body, her shower would have been much more interesting with him. She stepped out into her room to get dressed. She let out a small scream as she saw Harry sitting on her bed.
"I was wondering how long it was going to take you, you take really long showers." Harry said.
"I have more hair to wash," she responded automatically, lapsing into their familiar argument. "Harry!" She said, "Didn't we discuss this about 25 minutes ago. Did I not make myself clear then?"
"I wanted to return your towel" Harry said in injured tones, "What makes you think that I had any ulterior motives? Really Hermione, you always expect the worst of me." He said giving her a smile that made her go weak in the knees. "I'll just go now so that you can get dressed. Then we can go down to breakfast."
"Harry…" she began weakly "What am I going to do with you?"
"I can suggest some things if you don't have any ideas." Harry said delicately.
"I give up, I'm sitting down now." Hermione said.
Harry laughed as he exited the room. That's what I love about her Harry thought she can always make me laugh. I know that she's not like that, but it's so much fun to tease her about it. She wouldn't be my Hermione if she did the things that I suggested.
About five minutes later Hermione opened the door, "You can come in now Harry, I'll be done drying my hair in a minute." Harry came into the room and heard the sounds of a blow dryer coming from the bathroom. He stopped and looked around her room. It was lavender with off white lace. It showed a side of her personality that she rarely showed the rest of the world. She always appeared so confident, never doubting herself, always sure of the answer. It was almost a relief to realize that she was human, with doubts and fears like the rest of the world. And with her own idiosyncrasies like the fact that she like lavender. He would never have thought of her as a purple sort of person, but hey, you never know. He also noticed that she collected penguins. And it was all these qualities that made her so endearing to him.
The bathroom door opened and Hermione stepped out. Harry was just staring at her. Is something wrong, did I put my robe on backwards or something she thought frantically. "Hellooo, earth to Harry, come in Harry, is something wrong?"
"What, no, oh no, you look lovely, I was just thinking" Harry replied absentmindedly rubbing the back of his head. She is so beautiful, I am the luckiest man alive.
"Okay then, let's go down to breakfast, I'm starving" Hermione took his hand and they walked down to breakfast.
A/N ~ No, it's not done yet, and I guess I lied about it being ridiculously long, I reread it and changed about have the stuff in it. Now on to the thanks section.
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