Hermione's Twist Of Fate
By: AtraMathew6
Chapter Three

"Sweet dreams to you too." Sounded the voice. Hermione, who was

happy with the quick moment she had with Harry stood up to the voice by

ignoring it. Her self confidence boosted, and finally went sleep, where (of

course) the voice lingered.

"Good... You're standing up to me..." Spoke the voice. Hermione was

flying through tunnels of flashing lights, visoins of the past flew by her,

mostly bad ones. Images of herself crying, being harmed, being picked on,

the rare wrong answers in class.

"You see Hermione, you have done wrong things in the past, things

that make you imperfect, a mistake, this world is one big mistake, but you

also make right choices too..."

Images of her a cheering, happy Hermione flew her mind. Getting right

answers, becoming prefect, over one hundred percent on exams, etc. All of

it, joyful.

"But not to long ago you made a decision that affected your life overall

the other decisions in the far past." Commented the voice as she an image of

her swimming in the lake, going towards Harry.

"A decision that was confirmed in your dreams, no, thoughts. That

will happen in the future, I have seen it all. This is the decision that shall

affect your close ones. All because of one boy... I leave you now, and please

remember this dream, no, thought.

She woke up.

The chilling night was making her colder and colder through the wind,

seeping through her open window. Wait. It wasn't open when she went to

asleep, something was happening.

"Hey 'Mione..." Whispered a voice she knew all too well. Harry was

floating on his new FireBolt. Gesturing for her to hop on.

And she did.

"Hullo Harry..." She whispered, trying not to wake the others, she put

on her robe and hopped behind Harry, grabbing his waist.

Without a word, they set off, Harry flew them over the forbidden

forest, and over the lake, very slowly, very romantic.

The two of them finally lowered elevation and landed near the lake.

Sitting beneath a tall over hanging tree, Harry layed back, Hermione did too,

her foot touching his slightly.

"Hermione, I-I really like you..." He hardly made out the words. A bit

embarrassed. He turned over and looked at her. His face was shining silver,

the lake's reflection from the moon cast it over him, and Hermione.

"Harry, I..." She muttered, "Maybe... This can explain... How I

feel..." She continued.

She set her legs in his, entwined in a rather inappropriate manner and

moved his mouth towards his. He didn't push her off, he stood still.

"Oh Hermione..." He whispered to her. They began to kiss, their

tongues meeting softly and enfolding with one another. Swaping their

emotions with eachother.

"Harry..." She muttered in response, as she moved her mouth a little

out of his, kissing his cheek and neck. She slowly let go of her robe, getting

in his.

He moved his face, which was flushing with a light red color, allowing

her to get his ear, she licked it softly. They soon met again at the mouth, their

lust for eacthother never ending. Until...

"My, aren't you two busy..." They froze and scurried away from

eachother looking into the darkness.