Chapter 9
More Then Just Friends
If had been Ginny who had woke them up it would have been alright, but as it was Harry was woken by a screech from Mrs. Weasley, "Harry! Hermione! What are you two doing?"
Harry tried to jump up, but the weight on his lap prevented his rise. He unconsciously had put his hand under Hermione's shirt onto the skin of her stomach. "I, uhh. we were just."
"You were not doing what I told you were you?" Mrs. Weasley said annoyed.
"I'm sorry," Harry begged, Hermione not yet awake, "please, we didn't mean to fall asleep. We just watched the sunrise, and sat down to enjoy the view."
"Harry," Hermione began to stir at his voice.
"Shh," Harry shushed the girl that sat on his lap. He looked up at Mrs. Weasley, "we really didn't mean to, let me take her to her room and we can talk about this later."
"Fine," Mrs. Weasley sighed.
Harry managed to stand up and pick up a sleep Hermione, his balance and strength at a test in front of a disapproving mother. After Harry had managed to lie Hermione down on her bed; he went to get something to drink in the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley quietly made Harry his normal breakfast and then began to clean the kitchen from a few messy events from the day before.
When Hermione came into the kitchen, Harry was still sitting on his stool reading the Daily Prophet. "Harry? How did I get to my room?" Hermione whispered into his ear as she rounded on him.
Harry gave a quick look to the oven where Mrs. Weasley stood preparing or cleaning he wasn't sure which, "I carried you back to your room, after she. woke me up while we were sleeping in the attic."
"Oh," Hermione looked at him with a slight shock, her face no more than a few inches from his, "so it wasn't a dream?" Harry turned his head slightly and gave her a brief kiss on the cheek. Looking into Hermione's hungry eyes he dared a swift kiss on her lips before looking checking on the ever prying Mrs. Weasley.
A few hours later, Harry and Hermione were studying their summer work, or at least pretending to. "Harry?" Hermione began, "what does last night mean?"
"It means," Harry reached over and touched her hand, "that we were caught for something we haven't even expressed to each other."
"Caught?" Hermione looked at his hand and then at his eyes, "caught doing what?"
Harry pulled her hand from the book page she was holding, brought it to his lips and kissed the top of her hand. "We slept together," Harry said innocently, turning her hand over and kissing the palm of her hand.
"We didn't 'sleep together', Harry." Hermione just looked at her hand.
"I know that, but it's not what Ron's mother thinks." Harry stated letting their hands drop between them.
Hermione was still looking at their hands in between them, "Harry?"
"Yes?"
"What is between us?"
"I love you," Harry gasped as he said it, "I mean I think I love. I mean I want to. I mean I think I want to love you."
Hermione stared at him for a few seconds, and then smiled as she pulled his hand to her mouth. She kissed the top of his hand, and then kissed the tips of each of his fingers. She then placed his hand on her cheek, inviting him to kiss her.
Harry leaned in for a kiss, but just before their lips made contact Mrs. Weasley walked into the study. Harry and Hermione immediately jumped apart, the distance between them greater than it was before the beginning of the kissing session. "What are you two doing?"
"Studying ma'am," Hermione innocently gazed at Mrs. Weasley.
"Harry too?" Mrs. Weasley seemed to have lost all trust in him.
"Yes ma'am."
"Good. Hermione, Ginny said she would like you're help in your room in a few." Mrs. Weasley said before she left, "oh and Severus will be here earlier than usual, staying for lunch he is."
"So, before I go and help Ginny, can you tell me?" Hermione looked at him pleadingly.
"Tell you what?" Harry stood up and helped her up. He wrapped his arms around her wais, she put her arms around his neck finding it almost the perfect place for her body.
"What this is," Hermione looked deep into his eyes, "what are we doing." Harry leaned into kiss her, they both pressed their lips together. Harry opened his mouth slightly to allow his tongue to run across her lips. She allowed him entrance to her mouth through her lips, their tongues touching sending shivers through both of them.
"This is us kissing." Harry said when he finally broke the kiss.
If had been Ginny who had woke them up it would have been alright, but as it was Harry was woken by a screech from Mrs. Weasley, "Harry! Hermione! What are you two doing?"
Harry tried to jump up, but the weight on his lap prevented his rise. He unconsciously had put his hand under Hermione's shirt onto the skin of her stomach. "I, uhh. we were just."
"You were not doing what I told you were you?" Mrs. Weasley said annoyed.
"I'm sorry," Harry begged, Hermione not yet awake, "please, we didn't mean to fall asleep. We just watched the sunrise, and sat down to enjoy the view."
"Harry," Hermione began to stir at his voice.
"Shh," Harry shushed the girl that sat on his lap. He looked up at Mrs. Weasley, "we really didn't mean to, let me take her to her room and we can talk about this later."
"Fine," Mrs. Weasley sighed.
Harry managed to stand up and pick up a sleep Hermione, his balance and strength at a test in front of a disapproving mother. After Harry had managed to lie Hermione down on her bed; he went to get something to drink in the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley quietly made Harry his normal breakfast and then began to clean the kitchen from a few messy events from the day before.
When Hermione came into the kitchen, Harry was still sitting on his stool reading the Daily Prophet. "Harry? How did I get to my room?" Hermione whispered into his ear as she rounded on him.
Harry gave a quick look to the oven where Mrs. Weasley stood preparing or cleaning he wasn't sure which, "I carried you back to your room, after she. woke me up while we were sleeping in the attic."
"Oh," Hermione looked at him with a slight shock, her face no more than a few inches from his, "so it wasn't a dream?" Harry turned his head slightly and gave her a brief kiss on the cheek. Looking into Hermione's hungry eyes he dared a swift kiss on her lips before looking checking on the ever prying Mrs. Weasley.
A few hours later, Harry and Hermione were studying their summer work, or at least pretending to. "Harry?" Hermione began, "what does last night mean?"
"It means," Harry reached over and touched her hand, "that we were caught for something we haven't even expressed to each other."
"Caught?" Hermione looked at his hand and then at his eyes, "caught doing what?"
Harry pulled her hand from the book page she was holding, brought it to his lips and kissed the top of her hand. "We slept together," Harry said innocently, turning her hand over and kissing the palm of her hand.
"We didn't 'sleep together', Harry." Hermione just looked at her hand.
"I know that, but it's not what Ron's mother thinks." Harry stated letting their hands drop between them.
Hermione was still looking at their hands in between them, "Harry?"
"Yes?"
"What is between us?"
"I love you," Harry gasped as he said it, "I mean I think I love. I mean I want to. I mean I think I want to love you."
Hermione stared at him for a few seconds, and then smiled as she pulled his hand to her mouth. She kissed the top of his hand, and then kissed the tips of each of his fingers. She then placed his hand on her cheek, inviting him to kiss her.
Harry leaned in for a kiss, but just before their lips made contact Mrs. Weasley walked into the study. Harry and Hermione immediately jumped apart, the distance between them greater than it was before the beginning of the kissing session. "What are you two doing?"
"Studying ma'am," Hermione innocently gazed at Mrs. Weasley.
"Harry too?" Mrs. Weasley seemed to have lost all trust in him.
"Yes ma'am."
"Good. Hermione, Ginny said she would like you're help in your room in a few." Mrs. Weasley said before she left, "oh and Severus will be here earlier than usual, staying for lunch he is."
"So, before I go and help Ginny, can you tell me?" Hermione looked at him pleadingly.
"Tell you what?" Harry stood up and helped her up. He wrapped his arms around her wais, she put her arms around his neck finding it almost the perfect place for her body.
"What this is," Hermione looked deep into his eyes, "what are we doing." Harry leaned into kiss her, they both pressed their lips together. Harry opened his mouth slightly to allow his tongue to run across her lips. She allowed him entrance to her mouth through her lips, their tongues touching sending shivers through both of them.
"This is us kissing." Harry said when he finally broke the kiss.