Title: Midnight Confessions

Author: Vickie

Genre: Romance

Notes: It's a short story. Kinda sweet. More girly-ish but hey, not every story has to be so disgusting. If you don't like this type of story, move right along.

4- Midnight Confessions

Harry and Hermione were sitting at the end of a long, deserted corridor. The moon shone in through the windows. It was past midnight. Harry wore his Quidditch robes, having just finished his practice only several hours ago. Hermione had removed her Hogwarts robes and tossed them to the corner. She was sitting sideways on Harry's lap and lovingly sucking on his neck right where his sweet spot was. He moaned in extacy and she giggled slightly. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and Hermione ran her hands through his hair. He smiles slyly as he slips his hands up her sweater and starts working her bra. Hermione laughs and kisses Harry softly on the lips. Harry draws back as some slight sweat of passion pours down the side of his face. He eyes are deep and sparkle under the light of a nearby torch. "You know what?" he asks softly. "What?" Hermione responds. Harry hesitates slightly, then smiles in reassurance. "I love you," he says quietly. Hermione smiles at him and then kisses him passionately on the lips. Harry understood. It was her way of saying "Me too."

The End