A/N: Sorry it took me so long to continue. My college shut down almost
all the student's internet for over a week, so I'm finally back on and will
be able to post sooner. Thanks for waiting.
Chapter 14 Romantic Dinner
Just as Harry's lesson with Snape concluded an owl flew into the room and dropped a letter before Harry. Snape didn't wait to find out what it was as he apperated away, and Harry was left to open the letter in privacy.
Dear Harry and Hermione,
I'm sorry to say Ginny and I won't be able to return to the house tonight, apparently Ron has fallen ill. Hopefully we will be returning tomorrow morning; in the meantime Tonks will check on you later.
Mrs. Weasley
Harry ran down the stairs into the library where he knew Hermione would be. As He arrived he noticed she too was holding a letter from someone. "Who is that from?" Harry asked tentatively.
"It's from Ginny," Hermione looked up at him nervously but smiled, "she says that she got us the evening to ourselves. Whatever that means."
Harry instantly grinned and said, "here read this." Harry handed her the note from Mrs. Weasley, and after she had read it she blushed and grinned.
"So, we have a whole house to ourselves," Harry said putting his arms around Hermione. "What ever are we to do?"
Hermione looked at him in shock, "Harry Potter!" He just grinned and gave her a light kiss on the lips. "Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry for your lips," she cooed into his ear. Her whisper sending chills down his back.
"I've been hungry for yours all day," Harry whispered into her ear as he kissed the lobe of her ear. She put her arms around his neck, and the kissed some more.
"Too bad we have to study." Hermione sighed.
"Study?" Harry looked at her funny, "we have all next week to study."
"Ha! With Ron here it's very unlikely I'll get you to study unless I withhold kisses, and I don't want to be punished as well." Hermione gave him a grin that couldn't have been mistaken for innocence.
"Fine, fine." Harry sighed, "as long as I can make us dinner tonight."
Hermione's eyes sparkled at the thought. "Ok, but only if you get two of your essays done."
A few hours later, Harry sat on the floor finishing his third essay. "I better go start dinner," Harry sighed standing up.
"Do I get to know what you're making?"
"No," Harry grinned as he stretched.
"Fine," Hermione looked pitiful, but when Harry leaned down and planted a kiss on her lips; her face instantly lit up and she grinned brightly.
"Oh," Harry remembered, "wear something nice." He grinned at her as she looked surprised.
After a few kisses Harry headed down to the kitchen to beginning making dinner for the two of them. He set the table up so that they faced each other like usual, but he put two candles on the table and dimmed the lights.
When his dinner was almost done, Harry ran up to his room and quickly changed into his nicest clothes. The oversized polo and slacks weren't that nice, but with Mrs. Weasley's magic they didn't look bad. On his way back down he knocked on Hermione's door, "Dinner's ready. I'll be downstairs waiting for you."
Harry barely heard, "Ok," through the door as he jumped down the steps to the kitchen and dinning room. He finished preparing the meal, setting out the meal on the table. When he heard the clunk of footsteps down the stairs he rounded the door in time to see Hermione gracefully walk down them in a beautiful dress.
She smiled at him as she approached him, "You're." Harry was awestruck by the gorgeous girl in front of him, "I mean you look beautiful."
Hermione just shook her head and blushed, "I do not Harry." She smiled weakly as he slipped his hand around hers.
When they walked into the dinning room, it was Hermione's turn to be shocked. Harry had prepared a fancy meal for her, and even set out candles and everything that a girl could wish for. She was further surprised when she noticed the rose set across her plate. "Harry, you didn't have to do this."
"Of course I did," Harry grinned as he helped her sit down. "We can't actually go out, so lets consider this our first date." Harry kissed her forehead before walking around so that they could start eating.
Chapter 14 Romantic Dinner
Just as Harry's lesson with Snape concluded an owl flew into the room and dropped a letter before Harry. Snape didn't wait to find out what it was as he apperated away, and Harry was left to open the letter in privacy.
Dear Harry and Hermione,
I'm sorry to say Ginny and I won't be able to return to the house tonight, apparently Ron has fallen ill. Hopefully we will be returning tomorrow morning; in the meantime Tonks will check on you later.
Mrs. Weasley
Harry ran down the stairs into the library where he knew Hermione would be. As He arrived he noticed she too was holding a letter from someone. "Who is that from?" Harry asked tentatively.
"It's from Ginny," Hermione looked up at him nervously but smiled, "she says that she got us the evening to ourselves. Whatever that means."
Harry instantly grinned and said, "here read this." Harry handed her the note from Mrs. Weasley, and after she had read it she blushed and grinned.
"So, we have a whole house to ourselves," Harry said putting his arms around Hermione. "What ever are we to do?"
Hermione looked at him in shock, "Harry Potter!" He just grinned and gave her a light kiss on the lips. "Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry for your lips," she cooed into his ear. Her whisper sending chills down his back.
"I've been hungry for yours all day," Harry whispered into her ear as he kissed the lobe of her ear. She put her arms around his neck, and the kissed some more.
"Too bad we have to study." Hermione sighed.
"Study?" Harry looked at her funny, "we have all next week to study."
"Ha! With Ron here it's very unlikely I'll get you to study unless I withhold kisses, and I don't want to be punished as well." Hermione gave him a grin that couldn't have been mistaken for innocence.
"Fine, fine." Harry sighed, "as long as I can make us dinner tonight."
Hermione's eyes sparkled at the thought. "Ok, but only if you get two of your essays done."
A few hours later, Harry sat on the floor finishing his third essay. "I better go start dinner," Harry sighed standing up.
"Do I get to know what you're making?"
"No," Harry grinned as he stretched.
"Fine," Hermione looked pitiful, but when Harry leaned down and planted a kiss on her lips; her face instantly lit up and she grinned brightly.
"Oh," Harry remembered, "wear something nice." He grinned at her as she looked surprised.
After a few kisses Harry headed down to the kitchen to beginning making dinner for the two of them. He set the table up so that they faced each other like usual, but he put two candles on the table and dimmed the lights.
When his dinner was almost done, Harry ran up to his room and quickly changed into his nicest clothes. The oversized polo and slacks weren't that nice, but with Mrs. Weasley's magic they didn't look bad. On his way back down he knocked on Hermione's door, "Dinner's ready. I'll be downstairs waiting for you."
Harry barely heard, "Ok," through the door as he jumped down the steps to the kitchen and dinning room. He finished preparing the meal, setting out the meal on the table. When he heard the clunk of footsteps down the stairs he rounded the door in time to see Hermione gracefully walk down them in a beautiful dress.
She smiled at him as she approached him, "You're." Harry was awestruck by the gorgeous girl in front of him, "I mean you look beautiful."
Hermione just shook her head and blushed, "I do not Harry." She smiled weakly as he slipped his hand around hers.
When they walked into the dinning room, it was Hermione's turn to be shocked. Harry had prepared a fancy meal for her, and even set out candles and everything that a girl could wish for. She was further surprised when she noticed the rose set across her plate. "Harry, you didn't have to do this."
"Of course I did," Harry grinned as he helped her sit down. "We can't actually go out, so lets consider this our first date." Harry kissed her forehead before walking around so that they could start eating.