Of Staircases and Pillows: Reunion of the Couch
Hermione very slowly and deliberately put down her quill. She turned in her seat to look at Seamus reading with an air of fiend innocence. He looked up and winked.
"So I'm guessing that kiss last night wasn't enough for you then?" He whispered so only she could hear, though Harry did turn to see why they were whispering. He went back to his own conversation with Ron.
"Ha, you wish. No, I was just returning a new missile that no doubt came from you." She pulled a piece of rolled up parchment out of her hair and hit him in the eye. Not expecting her tactics, his wand arm slipped and his chair disappeared beneath him. He fell with a crash, his desk falling on top of him. Hermione smirked at him and turned back to her work. He sniggered and turned to Professor McGonagall as she stared disapproving down on him.
When the bell rang everyone started filing out of the room. Seamus leaned over to whisper in Hermione's ear as she grabbed her books.
"Midnight on the sofa then, eh?" He chuckled at her gasp and walked away.
Hermione went through the rest of the day in a daze. She didn't know whether or not it would be smart to meet him. Or should she just blow him off? He caught her looking at him during lunch and winked. Quickly, she looked away and he slid under the table. The next thing she knew, his head was on her lap. She looked down at him and hissed.
"What are you doing?" She whispered angrily. He snickered.
"I just wanted to see why you were looking at me…"
"Mione…" She looked up at Harry across the table. Seamus' hair, spiked as usual, was peeking over the top of the table. "What do you have on your lap?"
"Oh! Um, nothing… why?" She asked, blushing. Seamus eased her legs apart and as Harry answered, she kneed him in the chin, causing his head to hit table.
"Shit!" He hissed and Hermione slammed both feet on the ground and reached under the table.
"Ouch! Ow, my… knee." She covered up quickly. Harry looked at her in astonishment. Ron was staring at her too. To both of them, it looked like she was rubbing her knee, but Seamus was feeling a different story. She slapped him away from her and he fell back onto the floor with an indignant squeak. He managed to crawl back to his seat as Harry and Ron both looked under the table for the source of the sound. Hermione went back to eating.
Making up her mind, Hermione walked down the staircase to her dorm in a silver robe. Her long curly hair billowed behind her. Seamus turned with a grin.
"You're late." He said as she sat down on the opposite side of the couch. She didn't look at him or move.
"I only wanted to talk to you." She said as he moved closer. He paused and still moved until he could put an arm around her. She tensed and turned to him with a slight look of horror on her face. Seamus smiled and kissed her.
"Talk?" He whispered, pulling her closer. "Nonsense. You-"
"Shut up." She hissed suddenly, kissing him. His eyes went wide and she pulled him away. "You always mess everything up when you talk." He stared at her.
"Oh…" He said, lost for words. She grinned and kissed him again. Somehow, he managed to pull her under him, not breaking the kiss. Their hands roamed around each other, but remember the night before, Seamus broke off. Hermione guess his reason.
"No, I am not going to kick you." She laughed. He sighed.
"Oh good. You have a nasty knee." He rubbed his chin, wincing slightly. "Nasty…" He laughed and licked her neck, moving down and opening her robe. His eyes widened as he saw she wore nothing underneath of it.
"My, my…" He grinned and dove down to kiss her supple breasts. She sighed and arched her back. He moved back up to kiss her again, running his fingers over her flesh. She worked his robes open, grinning at his silver boxers. As her hands moved down to pull them off, Seamus' forehead collided with hers.
"FUCK!" He bellowed and turned to see what hit him. Harry was standing at the top of the stairs, holding another shoe. Hermione covered herself and sat up.
"Harry! What do you think you're doing?" She shrieked. Seamus rubbed the back of his head were the first shoe had hit.
"You ok, Mione?" He asked. She nodded.
"What am I doing? What are you doing? Get off her Seamus!" Hermione lost it.
"I don't know what you think you're doing, but you most certainly are not going to barge in here and ruin my life, Harry. I can take care of myself! And it's not as if you cared last night now is it?" He opened and closed his mouth several times before going back into the dorm and laughing as he told Ron. Still giggling, the two boys went back to bed.
"Are you okay Seamus?" Hermione asked, tilting his chin up. She realized that the reason why he was doubled up was because he was trying not to laugh.
"Did you see his face?" He managed to choke. She frowned and he grabbed her arm.
"C'mon…" He laughed and pulled her into her dorm.