A/N: Yeah…this story is sucking so far, but now I've done the basic things I've wanted to do in this story. So all the important events have occurred. Harry and Hermione are now a "couple" due to the fact that he was trying to save himself from some serious pain with Nell…and now they have to keep up this charade until at least after the Autumn dance. Bahahaha. Don't you love it how I can make things like this happen just because I want it to? So this chapter will be a little fluffier I hope…so enjoy.
Chapter FourHermione woke that morning feeling unusually happy. She smiled softly as a few dollops of sun pooled onto her bed. She stretched lazily before getting up. As she stepped into the shower, she grinned to herself, knowing that she had a day full of Harry…as her boyfriend, for practically the next month. I can control myself for a month, can't I? I mean, I've been controlling myself for all this time…she thought as she lathered up some soap in her hands. There was a nagging voice in the back of her mind that told her to get out of it before she got hurt, but she promptly ignore it, this was virtually her only chance to be with Harry…even if it was pretend.
Hermione practically skipped down into the common room, but was shocked to see Harry there waiting for her. She gave him a confused look as she came down the stairs to greet him.
"Hey…what's up?" she asked, hoping it was nothing bad.
"Nothing, just waiting for you so I can escort you to breakfast," he said with a sweet smile. That smile always made her go weak in the knees. He offered her his arm, and she took it gallantly. "Shall we?" he asked in a pompous voice.
"We shall," she replied in the same snooty tone. They smiled at each other and proceeded to walk down to the Great Hall. People from other houses gave them weird looks as they walked through the halls. Whispers were flying everywhere as they continued down the castle corridors, and followed them all the way to the Great Hall. As Hermione and Harry sat down together at the Gryffindor table to begin their meal, she could barely suppress her smile, she and Harry Potter were an item now!
Harry grabbed her hand as they finished eating, and pulled her up with him, it was time for their first class. He could feel hundreds of eyes on them as they made their way out of the Great Hall. Hermione couldn't help but burst out laughing when they were finally outside the doors. Harry soon joined in, and they were leaning on each other for support, clutching their sides. Harry grabbed her and pretended like he was whispering something devilish in her ear as a group of 6th year Ravenclaws came around the corner. Harry and Hermione laughed as soon as the Ravenclaws had passed through the doors and walked hand in hand towards their Potions class as the hallway began to fill with more students.
Hermione immediately dragged Harry to the library as soon as their classes had ended. "We need to study, Harry!" she cried, attempting to drag him through the doors. He sure was putting up a fight.
"Nooooo!" he cried. "Don't make me go in there!"
"Oh, come on you big baby." She looked around herself and found that many eyes were on them. She grimaced and looked at Harry. "If you're good then I'll reward you later," she said through clenched teeth; not only did she hate saying stupid things like that, but it gave people the wrong impressions. Harry was so shocked to hear something like that coming from Hermione that he lost his grip and came tumbling into the room. "Good boy," she said, patting him on the head and pecking him on the cheek. They walked to a table in the corner of the library and set their books upon it, plopping down into the available chairs. Hermione immediately pulled out her books and began to scribble down notes furiously. She refused to let her grades slip because of her and Harry's 'predicament.' Harry watched her with interest. He never really noticed how pretty she really was, he never really thought of her as a girl, she was simply his best friend. He smiled slightly as he watched her bite her lip in contemplation before beginning to scribble on her page once again. Something inside him was stirring, and for some reason, he just wanted to kiss her. He didn't know why, but suddenly the feeling just swept over him. Before he knew exactly what he was doing, he leaned in and tilted her chin up with his fingers. She looked up at him from her homework, confused. His emerald green eyes were just inches from hers and she could feel herself getting lost in their depths again. Her hand came up to stroke his cheek as his face lowered slowly towards her. One of his hands slipped around her head to get lost in the tumbles of her hair while the other snaked around her waist, pulling her slightly closer. Then, he could feel her lips connecting with his. She wanted this kiss as much as he did, though he didn't realize it at the time. The kiss was strong and hard, almost bruising as they clashed together. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him tighter against her. There was no room between their bodies, she was practically sitting on him in his chair. When they broke apart, they were both flushed, slightly from embarrassment, and slightly from their lack of oxygen. Harry could feel eyes upon them again; he didn't mind, it was just another excuse to kiss her once more. He leaned forward and softly captured her lips with his. This kiss was gentle, yet still demanding, however she met his fervor with her own, pulling his body tight to hers again. She heard a few sniggers among the other occupants of the library, but she didn't care if she was being watched, she was in the middle of a snog session with Harry Potter, and she was enjoying it. They broke apart once again, breathing rapidly as they gulped in air. He brushed his lips against hers momentarily before resting his forehead on hers. Where did that come from?! He thought, his arms still wrapped around her. Hermione's mind slowly cleared as she tried to regain control of her senses. Oh my God, did that really just happen? She shrieked inwardly. She couldn't help but smile at him as their breathing returned to normal and she shifted back onto her own chair. Harry was thoroughly confused with himself, wondering what had possessed him to do such a thing. She knew this was all just pretend, but did he? He saw a large figure heading towards them and realized it was Nell, at his panicked look, Hermione grimaced and turned to face him once again. He pulled her onto him once more and his lips grazed hers sensually, and she sucked in her breath sharply at the feeling. His arms were wrapped around her waist as she straddled him to face him full on. Nell was still coming, it looked as if she was going to start pretending to search for a book now. Hermione arched her eyebrow, asking silently if Nell was still heading toward them. Harry grimaced and nodded in reply. Here we go again, Harry thought as he brushed his lips across Hermione's cheeks and nose and trailing them down to brush across her lips, tantalizing her. She nearly groaned with frustration before his lips caught hers once again. His hands pressed her against him as they rubbed up and down her back. She sighed blissfully into the kiss, running her fingers through his hair. He placed one hand on the nape of her neck, pushing her gently to deepen the kiss. She opened her mouth tentatively and let him explore her with his tongue. She was in heaven and she didn't care if it was real or not anymore. Harry cracked an eye open to see if Nell was still around. She was casually drawing a book from the shelves by their table. He closed his eye once again and returned his attention back to Hermione. It was taking all his control not to completely loose it with her. He let his hands wander up to get tangled in her mass of hair as their kiss continued on. Finally, he opened one eye again and peered around them, Nell was nowhere in sight. He reluctantly broke apart from Hermione detangling his fingers from her hair. He kissed her softly a few more times before finally sitting back in his seat. Hermione still looked dazed from their intense kissing bout, and in truth, she was in a daze, not only from the lack of oxygen, but because she had just spent the last 10 minutes making out with Harry Potter. How am I ever gonna get over him when I know he kisses like that? Hermione thought to herself. And how can I keep in control when he kisses me like that…
Later that evening, Harry and Hermione sat before the common room fire, cuddling together, each trying to sort out feelings and decipher the meaning of what had happened earlier that day in the library. Hermione figured it was all just part of the charade, but it had felt so real, like it actually meant something, but she knew that Harry would never feel anything romantic for her, so she dropped the thought and just gazed at the fire. Meanwhile, Harry was trying to come to terms with his feelings. Did he like Hermione? Or did he just get caught up in the moment? He honestly didn't know. He usually had perfect self control, but this time it had slipped. Did this charade open up some feelings he had never known? Or was it just the moment…oh, who was he kidding. He knew it hadn't just been the moment, because there hadn't been one. He had just kissed her and then a moment had been created. Was he really falling for his best friend? He was pretty sure he was. And nevertheless, it wasn't really a surprise…it was just a realization. Hermione snuggled deeper into his embrace as she grew sleepier and he instinctively tightened his hold around her. She looked up at him, wondering what he was thinking for he had a look of deep concentration on his face. He realized she was looking at him and smiled down at her.
"What?" he asked. She smiled tiredly at him.
"What 'cha thinkin' about?" she asked lazily, stifling a yawn.
"Nothing," he said, planting a kiss on her forehead, "Just school stuff. Go ahead and take a nap, you look tired. I can take you to your dorm if you fall asleep." She smiled contentedly and snuggled against him once more, her head resting on his chest. Before long, she had dozed off as Harry soothingly stroked her shoulder with tender fingers. This could be my only chance to be with her, he thought, I'd better cherish it while I can. He sighed at that thought. He knew that this girl in his arms could never understand the way he felt about her. He knew she'd get weird around him if she knew his true feelings, so he decided to just enjoy the time he had with her, and let her go when the time came…
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A/N: Some more fluff…Bahahaha. Yes, all of a sudden Harry now thinks he likes Hermione! Wow! Isn't that a coincidence? XD! Hehehehe. They are so cute together! And I'm sure they both enjoyed their snog XD. I know I would've! So how will this story continue? What bumps on this road will they have to drive over? Tune in next chapter to find out! R/R, no flames, cause I'll just cry…
