*** I'm sorry it took awhile to get this chapter out, I hope you like it! I think it was a little short, so I'm trying to get some better ideas and make it longer! Please review!***
-Eva Dumbledore-
Heart, Don't Fail Me Now
Chapter 3
Ron and Lavender decided to leave Hogsmeade a little bit earlier. Due to they wanted to go back, check on the children, and have sometime to themselves. Harry and Hermione decided to hang around Hogsmeade some more. It was dark out, but shops were still opened.
As they walked the streets, Hermione said, "I can't believe your going to be teaching!" Harry nodded. He, however, wasn't paying attention. "Harry, what's the matter?"
"Huh, oh nothing. I was, uh, just thinking," he responded quickly. Hermione cocked in eyebrow at him and placed her hands on her hips. "Don't give me that look!" laughed Harry.
"Oh really Mr. Harry Potter?" she questioned as she stepped closer. Harry gulped at Hermione's advance. "What look may that be?"
"I, uh," he stuttered. He tried to say something but words never left his lips. Hermione was way to close for comfort. He looked down at her, he was much taller than her. He noticed her brown eyes, with flecks of gold that sparkled. He slowly leaned down and brushed her lips ever so softly.
Hermione closed her eyes and opened them again. She looked up at Harry. "I have to go," she said. She quickly spun around and practically sprinted to Hogwarts.
"Mione, what a minute!" yelled Harry. But it was too late, she already was half way to Hogwarts.
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Days passed. Hermione avoided Harry, her brain told her too, but her heart yelled something else. She sat in the Great Hall with all the other professors; all the guests from the wedding left days ago. She sat in between Professor McGonagall and Amanda.
She looked around the table, Harry hadn't been down in days. Maybe she should see him. But what was she to say?
"Hermione is something wrong?" asked Amanda. Hermione didn't even look up from her plate, but she shook her head no. "Well that's a lie. Hunny, why don't you come down to my quarters for a cup of coffee after breakfast?"
"No thank you, I have an awfully lot of work to do. Preparing my lesson plans and all," sighed Hermione.
"Uh huh, well if you need to talk, I'll be in the dungeons," Amanda replied.
Hermione got up from the table and left the Great Hall. She wasn't paying attention until she banged into something tall and hard. She rubbed her head, after she fell to the floor, and opened her eyes. "Harry!" she exclaimed.
"Hermione!" he exclaimed too. "What… what are you doing here?"
"I was heading to my quarters," she responded. She looked at the floor, she couldn't dare to look into his green eyes.
"Mione, why have you been avoiding me? If it's about the kiss I'm sorry! I'll never do anything like that again."
"No!" yelled Hermione, "I mean, it wasn't about the kiss. It's just….never mind."
She was about to turn around again when Harry grabbed her arm. "Damn it Hermione, tell me right now! Do you love me or not?"
Tears welled up in her eyes, she couldn't take it. "I…I…" she couldn't say it. She felt like a deer in front of headlights.
"If you won't tell me, I'll find out myself." He kissed her hard on the lips, not softly and gently like last time. No, he was hungry, he wanted, no, needed passion. And he was taking it.
Hermione practically fell limp to his body. Hers molded with his perfectly. She wished the kiss could last forever, but it did end.
Suddenly Peeves zoomed through the hallway knocking Hermione down, along with Harry. "Damn it Peeves," muttered Harry. "I'm sorry Hermione."
"For what?" she asked.
"For kissing you like that," he said as he helped her up. "I shouldn't have done that."
"Harry," she sighed, "I wasn't mad at you when I took off after Hogsmeade, I was mad at myself."
"Why?"
She looked down at the floor, to afraid to look into his green eyes. "For letting myself fall in love with someone that I don't deserve. Your too good for me Harry, and besides it would never work out."
"Why wouldn't work out?" he questioned as he lifted her chin so he could look into her eyes. Tears streamed out of the corners of her eyes; Harry wiped them away with his thumb. "Don't cry Hermione, please."
"I can't help it," she cried.
"Then what would make me stop the tears?" he asked. She couldn't speak, words wouldn't leave her lips, even though she wanted them to desperately. "Hermione answer me."
"I have to go," she muttered. She quickly left Harry behind her and headed to her quarters. Harry wanted to chase her, but his body didn't move. Yet his heart was running after her.
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Harry sat in his quarters after his encounter with Hermione. He looked up at the ceiling just thinking about her. "Harry," said a voice, "what's the matter?"
He looked over his shoulder to see Siruis standing there. "Siruis!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I need to see Dumbledore. I thought I might come pay a visit to my god-son! Now what the hell is the matter with you?" Siruis walked around the room and sat down on the plush couch in front of Harry.
"Everything," sighed Harry. Siruis cocked an eyebrow. "Okay, let's just say woman problems."
Siruis nodded. "I see. So who is it? Cho?"
"CHO!" exclaimed Harry. "I can't stand that woman! Trying to say her son was my child when I never had sex with her!"
"Ahh," said Siruis. "Oh Harry, there is something I almost forgot to tell you about."
"Hmm?" questioned Harry.
"Remus and Cathleen had a baby girl. They named her Lilyanna, after your mum and Cathleen's mother," Siruis said.
"Wow that's great," replied Harry.
Siruis tilted his head and looked at Harry. "Let me guess who is given you this woman problem, Hermione?"
"I don't know what I'm going to do!" stated Harry. "I love her, and I know she loves me its just so difficult to get her to sit down and tell you how she feels!"
"Did you tell her how you felt?" asked Siruis.
"Yes, no, I can't remember. I kissed her though twice!" said Harry. "What am I going to do?"
"Tell her you love her," said Siruis. "And don't stop telling her."
