Chapter 4: Personal Day
When Hermione finally awoke that morning, she could smell the bacon and eggs that Harry was cooking in the kitchen. She pulled on one of his white t-shirts and walked into the kitchen. Harry noticed her, and said "Sleep well?" "Yeah right, you keep me up all night mister." She said sarcastically. They both laughed.
When Harry finished cooking they sat down across from each other and talked about the feelings they had been keeping inside them for so long. "I would have told you in the common room in our Sixth Year, do you remember that night? When R-" but he got cutoff "When Ron came down to 'check on you'?" said Hermione, mad just thinking about that night.
"I wonder how our life would have changed if you had gotten to finish your sentence." Said Hermione, totally lost in Harry's emerald green eyes. "I don't know, Mione. I have often wondered that myself." Said Harry, returning Hermione's gaze.
"Whatever happened to Ron anyways?" said Hermione, suddenly breaking eye contact "I haven't talk to him since graduation." "You know, I haven't talked to him since then, but I think he is the starting keeper for the Chudley Cannons." Spoke Harry, still staring longingly at Hermione. "Really, That is good for Ron, he has always longed to play professional quidditch. That reminds me, why didn't you pursue that career? You were the best flier that I have ever seen, and I dated Viktor Krum, remember?" Hermione asked Harry. He blushed. "Well I really didn't want to be so far away from you 'Mione."
When he said these words, Hermione also blushed. "Aw, that's sweet Harry. But you should have pursued it, because you would have been one of, if not, the best play in the league." "I don't think so, Ron has really improved since his family got enough money to buy him a Firebolt in our seventh year, he has had a lot more confidence."
"How did they get all that money anyways?" Asked Hermione, once again staring into Harry's eyes "I think it had something to do with capturing The Lestranges after they escaped from Azkaban." Harry said, returning the gaze that he never had broken. "50,000 Galleon prize on both of their heads, so they hit the jackpot." Harry said laughing at their good fortune.
"Oh, well good for the Weaslys, if anyone deserved it, they did." Said Hermione, finally getting up from the table. "Hey 'Mione, what do u say, we skip work today and just 'take a personal day'?" Harry asked, with one eyebrow raised. A giggle escaped Hermione's thought. "Sounds like a good idea to me." She said, walking behind him and kissing the top of his head.
Harry looked up so she could kiss him on the lips. They sat there like that kissing for at least 15 minutes, until finally Harry stood up and headed for the bedroom, but Hermione stopped. She looked slyly at him at said just one word "Shower." A huge grin broke out on Harry's face. "Lead the way!" He said following Hermione, who was still only wearing his just large enough white t-shirt, into the bathroom.
He proceeded in running so hot water so that steam filled the bathroom. They both undressed quickly and hopped in. It felt wonderful to be in the shower with the love of his life, completely relevant that they were both totally nude. It seemed better than the previous night, because he had even more desire for Hermione than last night, if that was even possible.
By the time they were done, the water had gone lukewarm, but it didn't matter as long as they were together. Harry could stay in that shower forever, as long as Hermione was there with him. When the water had turned cold and they had gotten out of the shower, they proceeded to dry each other off. They walked back into Harry's room and he gave her some jeans and a t-shirt to wear, while he put on basically the same thing that he gave Hermione to wear.
They sat down on the edge of the bed. "Wow, Harry, that was amazing!" Said Hermione, who was still breathing slightly harder than normal. He put his arm around her and they fell backwards onto the bed. Harry had never been so happy in his life. He finally had the girl of his dreams lying in his arms, what could go wrong? Hermione jumped up suddenly, "OH MY GOD HARRY! WE NEVER USED PROTECTION!" In the heat of things it had totally escaped Harry's mind to use a condom.
"Hermione, that's ok, I would be honored to be the father of our baby." He said softly in her ear, trying to calm her down. She looked at him with the face of a person who had just won a gold medal in the Olympics. "Really, Harry? You really mean that?" She said, thrilled. "But you know, honey, you may not even get pregnant." Said Harry. "But I want to, I want to have our baby, Harry!" Said a beaming Hermione. Harry was also smiling. "So do I, Hermione. So do I."
When Hermione finally awoke that morning, she could smell the bacon and eggs that Harry was cooking in the kitchen. She pulled on one of his white t-shirts and walked into the kitchen. Harry noticed her, and said "Sleep well?" "Yeah right, you keep me up all night mister." She said sarcastically. They both laughed.
When Harry finished cooking they sat down across from each other and talked about the feelings they had been keeping inside them for so long. "I would have told you in the common room in our Sixth Year, do you remember that night? When R-" but he got cutoff "When Ron came down to 'check on you'?" said Hermione, mad just thinking about that night.
"I wonder how our life would have changed if you had gotten to finish your sentence." Said Hermione, totally lost in Harry's emerald green eyes. "I don't know, Mione. I have often wondered that myself." Said Harry, returning Hermione's gaze.
"Whatever happened to Ron anyways?" said Hermione, suddenly breaking eye contact "I haven't talk to him since graduation." "You know, I haven't talked to him since then, but I think he is the starting keeper for the Chudley Cannons." Spoke Harry, still staring longingly at Hermione. "Really, That is good for Ron, he has always longed to play professional quidditch. That reminds me, why didn't you pursue that career? You were the best flier that I have ever seen, and I dated Viktor Krum, remember?" Hermione asked Harry. He blushed. "Well I really didn't want to be so far away from you 'Mione."
When he said these words, Hermione also blushed. "Aw, that's sweet Harry. But you should have pursued it, because you would have been one of, if not, the best play in the league." "I don't think so, Ron has really improved since his family got enough money to buy him a Firebolt in our seventh year, he has had a lot more confidence."
"How did they get all that money anyways?" Asked Hermione, once again staring into Harry's eyes "I think it had something to do with capturing The Lestranges after they escaped from Azkaban." Harry said, returning the gaze that he never had broken. "50,000 Galleon prize on both of their heads, so they hit the jackpot." Harry said laughing at their good fortune.
"Oh, well good for the Weaslys, if anyone deserved it, they did." Said Hermione, finally getting up from the table. "Hey 'Mione, what do u say, we skip work today and just 'take a personal day'?" Harry asked, with one eyebrow raised. A giggle escaped Hermione's thought. "Sounds like a good idea to me." She said, walking behind him and kissing the top of his head.
Harry looked up so she could kiss him on the lips. They sat there like that kissing for at least 15 minutes, until finally Harry stood up and headed for the bedroom, but Hermione stopped. She looked slyly at him at said just one word "Shower." A huge grin broke out on Harry's face. "Lead the way!" He said following Hermione, who was still only wearing his just large enough white t-shirt, into the bathroom.
He proceeded in running so hot water so that steam filled the bathroom. They both undressed quickly and hopped in. It felt wonderful to be in the shower with the love of his life, completely relevant that they were both totally nude. It seemed better than the previous night, because he had even more desire for Hermione than last night, if that was even possible.
By the time they were done, the water had gone lukewarm, but it didn't matter as long as they were together. Harry could stay in that shower forever, as long as Hermione was there with him. When the water had turned cold and they had gotten out of the shower, they proceeded to dry each other off. They walked back into Harry's room and he gave her some jeans and a t-shirt to wear, while he put on basically the same thing that he gave Hermione to wear.
They sat down on the edge of the bed. "Wow, Harry, that was amazing!" Said Hermione, who was still breathing slightly harder than normal. He put his arm around her and they fell backwards onto the bed. Harry had never been so happy in his life. He finally had the girl of his dreams lying in his arms, what could go wrong? Hermione jumped up suddenly, "OH MY GOD HARRY! WE NEVER USED PROTECTION!" In the heat of things it had totally escaped Harry's mind to use a condom.
"Hermione, that's ok, I would be honored to be the father of our baby." He said softly in her ear, trying to calm her down. She looked at him with the face of a person who had just won a gold medal in the Olympics. "Really, Harry? You really mean that?" She said, thrilled. "But you know, honey, you may not even get pregnant." Said Harry. "But I want to, I want to have our baby, Harry!" Said a beaming Hermione. Harry was also smiling. "So do I, Hermione. So do I."
