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The Cost of Passion
Chapter Four: The Fallen Angel Recaptured
After reaching his bedroom door, Harry frantically fumbled with the doorknob. He knew that he was going to have to get the door opened very soon, even if it killed him. But since he was busy engrossing himself in Hermione's kisses, he really couldn't see what he was doing. Finally, after several seconds of struggling with it and still trying to kiss Hermione, he almost kicked the door in. By this time, the pair had slowed in their behavior, and the mood of the situation that they currently found themselves in had switched from fast-paced and in the heat of the moment to romantic and sensual. While still kissing, but quite slowly and in a very seductive manner, Harry was quickly unbuttoning his shirt, and Hermione was slowly guiding him in the direction of the bed.
When he opened his eyes and looked around, he realized that he remembered where all of this was coming from, his dream! Oh God, how he hoped that it would never end! This was definitely the perfect occasion, and Harry couldn't have wished for anything more at that moment. He knew that this was the way it was supposed to be between them, and he intended to keep it this way for a very long time.
As the night progressed, everything went in exactly the same way as it did in his dream. All the perfect moments came back to him just as the had previously occurred. The right kiss in just the place could set off anything. It was just one of those times where everything was absolutely destined to go right. Just as it was in his wonderful dream, it was all so perfect. He never knew until now how much Hermione really meant to him, and he was really regretting waiting as long as he did to do anything about it. He couldn't believe that all of the signs and perfect opportunities had went in one ear and out the other. He had been so stupid!
Hermione was amazing, and Harry couldn't believe how experienced she was. If there was one thing that she could do, it was know how to drive you to the utmost peak of anticipation before slowly but surely showing you ecstasy in its purest form. Harry knew that he was rather good at this himself, but this was more than just being with a woman in bed, this was beautiful, pure and simple. He had known this beautiful woman for many years, and it all just seemed right, especially now, when he was with her.
When the night's events were slowly ending and everyone was quite satisfied, they decided that it was time to call it quits, for now at least. You could see it in both their eyes. . .this was extraordinary. They couldn't stop smiling, and there was good reason for it all around.
Hermione smiled, "Harry, that was absolutely amazing."
He could only laugh before he replied, "Believe me, you're not the only one who is going to agree to that statement.
Then, Harry reached for his glasses that had been carelessly thrown to his beside table. Before he could reach them, he had set off the radio in his alarm clock. He reached to turn it off, but before he could, something caught him quite off guard.
"I took one look and something snapped inside,
I said, 'I love your eyes.'
You took my heart, you took my breath away,
I felt my temperature rise."
Harry gasped, and his eyes widened dramatically. Hermione only smiled at him when she saw this.
"Oh Harry," she quietly said, "please leave that on, that song is so beautiful."
Harry was still in shock of this. It was the song from his dream! He knew now that Hermione was his fallen angel, and this time, it was going to be forever. When he turned back around, he saw Hermione sitting beside of him. She was smiling sweetly and paying full attention to the song on the radio. He decided that no words were needed now. He placed his arms around her, and they sat for a long time, listening to the beautiful words of the song. Harry could only smile at this. Then, he took one look at Hermione before falling asleep, the love of his life still in his arms.
The next morning, Harry woke to the sun beating down into his eyes. He had no idea what time it was, or anything for that matter. He reached for his glasses, but he realized that there was something lying beside of him that his arms were closed about. He gasped suddenly as he got the figure into slight focus. Hermione? Now he remembered the events of the previous night. A smile broke on his face as he remembered everything that had happened, and he knew that it was all so right. As he shifted toward the right to retrieve his glasses, he felt Hermione stir next to him. She too blinked at the magnitude of the sunlight.
"Harry? Is that you? Wow, this is definitely odd," she quietly said, moving herself to an upright position.
Harry smiled, "Good morning Hermione, definitely not the greeting I would have expected, but I'll take it anyway," he said, kissing her on the forehead.
He could tell that something was wrong with her, and Harry had a really bad feeling that things from the real world were really starting to come back to her. Things would never be the same between them, and some things were going to drastically change, and maybe for the worse.
"Ron," Hermione whispered to herself.
"Yeah," Harry quietly said, not really caring. He really couldn't believe that, at this moment and after all that they had shared, she was thinking about Ron.
After this, Harry got up and started to dress. He really didn't think that this was the best way to start what should be one of the better days in his life. After he was done, he turned to see Hermione sitting in bed with a scared and tense look on her face. He knew that this couldn't be good.
"Hermione," he soothingly said, sitting down next to her and wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulder, "what's wrong?"
She took a ragged breath and replied, "Harry, don't get me wrong, everything was absolutely wonderful last night, you and I both know that. But, I feel horrible for cheating on Ron, and I think that I'm going to either have to tell him, or just break up with him."
Harry sighed, he really wished that this day wouldn't have started with Hermione worrying. He didn't want her to have to worry about anything, but yet he really didn't want to have to keep this a secret from the world. This was one of the best things that had ever happened to him, and he wanted to shout to the world that he loved Hermione Granger, but she seemed to be saying that without words, no one should know.
"Hermione, if you don't want me to say anything yet, then I won't, but please, can we have this settled really soon? I really want to be with you, and I hope you feel the same about me," he quietly said.
At these words, she burst into tears, "Oh Harry! I want to be with you too, but I'm just so afraid of hurting Ron! But," she said, calming down a bit, "I'm going to do something about this. Please, just don't mention it now."
Harry smiled and kissed Hermione lightly on the lips, "I promise."
Hermione smiled, "Well, I had better get going, but I'm sure that we'll see one another soon."
Harry smiled as he walked with her to the door. He had to admit, even though a bit disheveled, Hermione was still so beautiful. She seemed to be a lot calmer now, and Harry was so glad of this. He opened the door so that she could leave because she only lived a few buildings away, and it wasn't such a bad walk. She turned to tell him goodbye, and she kissed him on the lips.
"It was great," she said, "I'll come by later if you'd like."
"Yeah, that would be nice," he said, "Till later, goodbye Hermione."
"Goodbye for now, Harry," she said, smiling.
Hermione turned to leave, but Harry stopped her. "Before you leave, I just wanted you to know that, I love you. I pretty much always have."
Hermione smiled and gently touched Harry's cheek, "I love you too, and I feel the same way. My heart's been yours for longer than you know. Goodbye Harry."
With that, she turned and went for the elevator. Harry could only watch her go and think about how much he loved that woman.
What a great night. . .
Author's Note: Hey! I hope that you enjoyed chapter four, and I hope that you'll stay tuned for chapter five. I give you this, interesting things shall happen! I want to thank all of those who have reviewed my story as of 6:30 p.m. on Monday, July 21st, 2003.
Ramy: Thank you so much for reviewing again! You have to be one of my most loyal readers. I'm really glad that you are a fellow H/H lover, I definitely am! I hope that you enjoyed the latest chapter!
Sunshine: Thank you so much for reading my story! I really hope that you liked this new chapter!
Robaatsu: Thanks for reading, and I hope that you'll read my future chapters!
VoldemortX: Thanks so much! I'm glad that you share some of the same H/H ideas that I do. I hope that you enjoyed this chapter, and I really hope that you'll read the next few!
Nice: I really hope that this chapter goes well with the previous!
Once again, thanks to all who read, and please enjoy it! ~harryschic
The Cost of Passion
Chapter Four: The Fallen Angel Recaptured
After reaching his bedroom door, Harry frantically fumbled with the doorknob. He knew that he was going to have to get the door opened very soon, even if it killed him. But since he was busy engrossing himself in Hermione's kisses, he really couldn't see what he was doing. Finally, after several seconds of struggling with it and still trying to kiss Hermione, he almost kicked the door in. By this time, the pair had slowed in their behavior, and the mood of the situation that they currently found themselves in had switched from fast-paced and in the heat of the moment to romantic and sensual. While still kissing, but quite slowly and in a very seductive manner, Harry was quickly unbuttoning his shirt, and Hermione was slowly guiding him in the direction of the bed.
When he opened his eyes and looked around, he realized that he remembered where all of this was coming from, his dream! Oh God, how he hoped that it would never end! This was definitely the perfect occasion, and Harry couldn't have wished for anything more at that moment. He knew that this was the way it was supposed to be between them, and he intended to keep it this way for a very long time.
As the night progressed, everything went in exactly the same way as it did in his dream. All the perfect moments came back to him just as the had previously occurred. The right kiss in just the place could set off anything. It was just one of those times where everything was absolutely destined to go right. Just as it was in his wonderful dream, it was all so perfect. He never knew until now how much Hermione really meant to him, and he was really regretting waiting as long as he did to do anything about it. He couldn't believe that all of the signs and perfect opportunities had went in one ear and out the other. He had been so stupid!
Hermione was amazing, and Harry couldn't believe how experienced she was. If there was one thing that she could do, it was know how to drive you to the utmost peak of anticipation before slowly but surely showing you ecstasy in its purest form. Harry knew that he was rather good at this himself, but this was more than just being with a woman in bed, this was beautiful, pure and simple. He had known this beautiful woman for many years, and it all just seemed right, especially now, when he was with her.
When the night's events were slowly ending and everyone was quite satisfied, they decided that it was time to call it quits, for now at least. You could see it in both their eyes. . .this was extraordinary. They couldn't stop smiling, and there was good reason for it all around.
Hermione smiled, "Harry, that was absolutely amazing."
He could only laugh before he replied, "Believe me, you're not the only one who is going to agree to that statement.
Then, Harry reached for his glasses that had been carelessly thrown to his beside table. Before he could reach them, he had set off the radio in his alarm clock. He reached to turn it off, but before he could, something caught him quite off guard.
"I took one look and something snapped inside,
I said, 'I love your eyes.'
You took my heart, you took my breath away,
I felt my temperature rise."
Harry gasped, and his eyes widened dramatically. Hermione only smiled at him when she saw this.
"Oh Harry," she quietly said, "please leave that on, that song is so beautiful."
Harry was still in shock of this. It was the song from his dream! He knew now that Hermione was his fallen angel, and this time, it was going to be forever. When he turned back around, he saw Hermione sitting beside of him. She was smiling sweetly and paying full attention to the song on the radio. He decided that no words were needed now. He placed his arms around her, and they sat for a long time, listening to the beautiful words of the song. Harry could only smile at this. Then, he took one look at Hermione before falling asleep, the love of his life still in his arms.
The next morning, Harry woke to the sun beating down into his eyes. He had no idea what time it was, or anything for that matter. He reached for his glasses, but he realized that there was something lying beside of him that his arms were closed about. He gasped suddenly as he got the figure into slight focus. Hermione? Now he remembered the events of the previous night. A smile broke on his face as he remembered everything that had happened, and he knew that it was all so right. As he shifted toward the right to retrieve his glasses, he felt Hermione stir next to him. She too blinked at the magnitude of the sunlight.
"Harry? Is that you? Wow, this is definitely odd," she quietly said, moving herself to an upright position.
Harry smiled, "Good morning Hermione, definitely not the greeting I would have expected, but I'll take it anyway," he said, kissing her on the forehead.
He could tell that something was wrong with her, and Harry had a really bad feeling that things from the real world were really starting to come back to her. Things would never be the same between them, and some things were going to drastically change, and maybe for the worse.
"Ron," Hermione whispered to herself.
"Yeah," Harry quietly said, not really caring. He really couldn't believe that, at this moment and after all that they had shared, she was thinking about Ron.
After this, Harry got up and started to dress. He really didn't think that this was the best way to start what should be one of the better days in his life. After he was done, he turned to see Hermione sitting in bed with a scared and tense look on her face. He knew that this couldn't be good.
"Hermione," he soothingly said, sitting down next to her and wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulder, "what's wrong?"
She took a ragged breath and replied, "Harry, don't get me wrong, everything was absolutely wonderful last night, you and I both know that. But, I feel horrible for cheating on Ron, and I think that I'm going to either have to tell him, or just break up with him."
Harry sighed, he really wished that this day wouldn't have started with Hermione worrying. He didn't want her to have to worry about anything, but yet he really didn't want to have to keep this a secret from the world. This was one of the best things that had ever happened to him, and he wanted to shout to the world that he loved Hermione Granger, but she seemed to be saying that without words, no one should know.
"Hermione, if you don't want me to say anything yet, then I won't, but please, can we have this settled really soon? I really want to be with you, and I hope you feel the same about me," he quietly said.
At these words, she burst into tears, "Oh Harry! I want to be with you too, but I'm just so afraid of hurting Ron! But," she said, calming down a bit, "I'm going to do something about this. Please, just don't mention it now."
Harry smiled and kissed Hermione lightly on the lips, "I promise."
Hermione smiled, "Well, I had better get going, but I'm sure that we'll see one another soon."
Harry smiled as he walked with her to the door. He had to admit, even though a bit disheveled, Hermione was still so beautiful. She seemed to be a lot calmer now, and Harry was so glad of this. He opened the door so that she could leave because she only lived a few buildings away, and it wasn't such a bad walk. She turned to tell him goodbye, and she kissed him on the lips.
"It was great," she said, "I'll come by later if you'd like."
"Yeah, that would be nice," he said, "Till later, goodbye Hermione."
"Goodbye for now, Harry," she said, smiling.
Hermione turned to leave, but Harry stopped her. "Before you leave, I just wanted you to know that, I love you. I pretty much always have."
Hermione smiled and gently touched Harry's cheek, "I love you too, and I feel the same way. My heart's been yours for longer than you know. Goodbye Harry."
With that, she turned and went for the elevator. Harry could only watch her go and think about how much he loved that woman.
What a great night. . .
Author's Note: Hey! I hope that you enjoyed chapter four, and I hope that you'll stay tuned for chapter five. I give you this, interesting things shall happen! I want to thank all of those who have reviewed my story as of 6:30 p.m. on Monday, July 21st, 2003.
Ramy: Thank you so much for reviewing again! You have to be one of my most loyal readers. I'm really glad that you are a fellow H/H lover, I definitely am! I hope that you enjoyed the latest chapter!
Sunshine: Thank you so much for reading my story! I really hope that you liked this new chapter!
Robaatsu: Thanks for reading, and I hope that you'll read my future chapters!
VoldemortX: Thanks so much! I'm glad that you share some of the same H/H ideas that I do. I hope that you enjoyed this chapter, and I really hope that you'll read the next few!
Nice: I really hope that this chapter goes well with the previous!
Once again, thanks to all who read, and please enjoy it! ~harryschic