The next month was hard on both Harry and Ginny, although she seemed to
enjoy the added attention. James had waited only a few hours before he was
telling any free ear pointed in his direction. Soon the school was buzzing
with the news of the bet Ginny had with her friends. Some were shocked, but
most of the school thought it was a great joke.
And if Potions was hard to sit though before, it had now became hell. As soon as he entered the class, Malfoy stood up and shouted and made sneering comments at Harry and Ron. "Here he comes the boy who's worth 100 galleons." Harry looked at Snape, who seemed to be suffering from a bad case of deafness and blindness at this very moment. Harry rushed to his seat, closely followed by Ron, Libby and Hermione. "Hey! Hey Weasley, I know that you are poor, but I never dreamed that you would allow your poor innocent sister to go into prostitution!"
They had just walked into the classroom and sat down after another attack by Malfoy. Libby was consoling Ron quietly. Harry once again thought how great it was that Ron and Libby had found each other. Harry hated to imagine how many times he would have had to pull Ron off Draco for his comments if Libby wasn't there to calm him down. Harry turned to Hermione. Harry still hadn't had the chance to talk to her about why she didn't tell Harry about how she had date Ron last year. Whenever he tried to bring up the topic, someone would disrupt them, or Hermione would change the subject.
Hermione was only half listening to Snape's boring drool about Polyjuice potion. Hermione had secretly made the potion in her second year. She could feel Harry's eyes watching her, as he done so frequently lately. She knew that he wanted to talk about Ron. She could hear the words coming from his mouth every time she spoke to him. She stole a quick side ways look from under her eyelashes. She felt sorry for him and Ron since this story had came out about Ginny. She wanted so bad just to reach out and hold him, tell him that everything was alright, that after everything that had happened between them, she would always be there for him. Summering all her courage, Hermione reached shyly under the table and rested her hand on Harry's knee. She felt Harry's knee jump slightly at her touch and she swallowed a laugh, as he looked intently at her. She pretended to be intently listening to Snape, as Harry continued to look at her. Slowly she felt his hand rest on hers, slowly stroking her hand. Hermione looked at Harry and smiled. Harry felt his heart melt the instant Hermione looked at him. They sat silently in the back of the class, just rubbing eachothers hands. As the class ended, Harry looked at Hermione and whispered. "Take your time packing up." Hermione nodded slightly. After what seemed like forever, Snape finally left the dungeons. Harry dropped his books and pulled Hermione into a long embrace. Kissing each other passionately, they swept the remaining things off the table and Hermione sat on it, wrapping her legs around Harry's waist. Harry drew away from her mouth and began to trail kisses down Hermione's face and neck. Moaning slightly, Hermione reached for Harry again, pulling him in closer. She reached blindly for Harry's hands and placed them on her breast, silently begging for him to remove her robes. He leaned in towards her, gently probing her with his erection. She spread her legs further, inviting him to explore her. She kissed him feverishly as his tongue and hands explored every part of her. Slowly they pulled apart, slightly out of breath. They looked into each other's eyes, their foreheads leaning on each other so their breath mixed as one. "We're free after dinner." Harry whispered, running his tongue across his lips. Hermione giggled. "Maybe, maybe not." Again they kissed, but this time, more slowly then before had Hermione had never felt such a slow, soft kiss before. If she hadn't been sitting down, she was sure that her legs would have crumbled from beneath her. Harry ended the kiss and pulled Hermione from the table. She quickly adjusted her skirt. It had risen above her thigh. Harry ran a hand though his black hair and sighed. "Sorry about that." He murmured, not looking at Hermione. Hermione turned to him. She lifted his face so they were eye to eye. "I could have stopped you if I wanted to." She said and pulled him into one final kiss. "Come on. Ron's gotta be wondering where we are." Hermione gathered the last of her books and took Harry's hand as he led her from the dungeons. "Are you sure that we should tell Ron? I mean, with all that going on with Ginny." Harry nodded and kissed her hand. "Whatever you wish. Just give me the word. Until then, not a soul will know." Hermione nodded and continued to follow Harry to The Great Hall.
Harry was whispering suggestive things into Hermione's ear when he heard two people arguing on the floor above them. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and motioned for her to be quiet as they crept up to see who it was.
Upstairs Ginny and Libby stood in a heated argument. "Didn't it occur to you that this would hurt Ron as well as Harry?" Libby yelled, her wand pointed at Ginny's chest. "It wasn't my fault everyone found out!" Ginny yelled back. "No one was supposed to know about it. It was your precious Ron that told the school. Thinking he was so good, acting like some judge." She took a step closer to Libby. "It was that BITCH Jennifer that told Harry. So really its her fault." Libby slapped her. "Take that back! No one talks about me sister like that!" she threatened. Ginny smiled. "Oh poor girl. You think that's bad? You should hear what the boys say about her. Draco has quite and active imagination." She let it trail off. "Take that back!" She yelled, her emotions getting the better of her.
Harry moved from the corner he and Hermione had been hiding in. He had heard enough, and if he didn't step in and do something about this argument, he was sure that Libby would do something she would later regret. As much as she hated Ginny, Libby couldn't really hurt Ron's little sister. "Stop this nonsense." He shouted over their argument. Libby and Ginny both turned to face him. Harry could see the corners of Libby's eyes where holding back tears. "Libby, why don't you go back to Ron. I will talk to Ginny." Libby simply smiled and nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She would never let Ginny see her cry.
Harry turned to Ginny. "And you. Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of." He spat the words at her, but Ginny seemed unhurt by the words. She smiled sweetly, innocently, and twirled her wand. "Want to join me?" Harry was repulsed. "Get out of here." Ginny ignored him and stepped closer to him. "You didn't say that a month ago, did you Harry?" She smiled and moved in closer so their faces where almost touching. "Come on. Didn't you have fun?" She whispered. Hermione felt Harry move slightly. And she could tell that he was tempted to go with her. Harry smiled and he lost the anger in his voice. "Yeah Ginny, it was amazing." Suddenly Harry felt Hermione's hand lightly brush his own and he remembered what had just happened in the dungeons. The anger filled him again. "But I was also in love with you then." He reminded her. Seeing that her charms wouldn't work Ginny backed off. "Ha, love, whatever that means?" she said before turning away and walking into the Gryffindor common room. Hermione reached for Harry's hand. "Are you alright?" Harry wiped away a tear and smiled at Hermione. "Yeah I'm fine." He kissed her quickly. "Now that I have you." Hermione blushed. "Come on, let's have dinner before its to late."
Harry ate very little at dinner that night. He sat in the common room with Ron, Libby and Hermione doing homework. Ginny sat silently in the corner, occasionally sending the group death stares. Finally, Ginny stamped off to bed. Which was fine with Hermione. She couldn't get over the look in Harry's eyes when Ginny was talking to him. She could tell that he was tempted to go with her. And that disturbed her. Alot. Slowly the common room began to empty. Ron was the last to leave with Libby close behind him. Once the Harry heard the door close, he dropped his quill, and shut the book he was studying. "Ahh, alone at last" He said and pulled Hermione over to him. Hermione pulled away. "Harry, how much of you wanted to go with Ginny?" Harry looked at Hermione. He sighed. "A little." He confessed. "But only 5 per cent at most." Hermione knew that more then that wanted to go with her, but she didn't want to tell Harry that. Harry moved closer to her. "Most of me wants you." He kissed her neck slowly. "You believe me right?" He asked. Hermione moaned. "Do you realise that we almost had sex in Snape's room?" she whispered. "It was exciting though." Harry smiled and kissed her mouth. Harry pulled Hermione to her feet and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight. "It was sexy, seeing you all like that." He added and pressed against her as he kissed her again. He tried to gently push her to the stairs that led to the boys' dorm rooms. Hermione gently pushed Harry away and giggled. "It's gonna take more then your sweet talk and kisses to get me to sleep with you, Mr Potter." She smiled and kissed his cheek. She turned away and headed for her own dorm room. She turned back to Harry. "But Snape's room. That was exciting."
Harry woke up early the next morning. He layed in his bed a little longer. He listened to the castles old movements. Above him he could hear the noises of Ron and Libby in bed together and smiled, once again thankful that Libby was there for Ron. Slowly his thoughts turned to what had happened this year. There was only a month until he saw his own home. Only a few more exams until he successfully completed all 7 yrs at Hogwarts. And naturally, his thoughts began to think of Hermione, and their relationship. They had now been together for 6 months and Hermione still hadn't let Harry go past 3rd base. She wanted to, Harry was sure. But she wouldn't let herself. Even as Harry was about to, Hermione would suddenly realise what was happening, and she would tell him to stop. And he did, like any gentleman would. But sometimes he had to wonder if their was something wrong with him. She had stayed over in his dorm a few times. But in the end Hermione was always in control, and Harry knew it. He sighed. Harry would have to wait untill Hermione was ready. Eventually Harry got out of bed. He needed to talk to Hermione. He had a plan, and if she said no, well at least he knew where he stood with her. He quickly dressed and headed silently to Hermione's room.
Hermione couldn't sleep. She wanted Harry. She had never wanted to be with someone so much. She wanted him to hold her, feel her, but somehow it just didn't seem right. As much as Harry said it, Hermione knew that somewhere Harry still loved Ginny, even after everything she had done to him. The end of the year was getting closer, and she still didn't know what she was going to do about their relationship. They lived in two different worlds, and Hermione couldn't ask him to move in with her family. She tossed and turned in her bed. She looked over at the bed Libby used to sleep in, and felt a little sad that Harry hadn't asked her to move into his room with him. A light knock erupted from her door. She quickly opened it, expecting it to be Libby, ready to finally get some proper sleep, or listen to Hermione's problems. Harry stood in the cold hallway, smiling. Hermione pulled him inside. "What are you doing here?" "I missed you." He said and kissed her. Hermione reached behind him and locked the door. "You saw me only a little while ago." Harry looked her over, "Damn, you look so sexy in that." He said Hermione looked down at her old faded pyjamas. "You weren't ment to see these." She said slightly embarrassed. Harry took her hands. "Well take them off." He kissed her quickly. "Is that why you came over, see if you could get some?" she said a little irritated. Harry registered the anger in her voice. He let go of her hands. "No, I wanted to talk to you. And ask you something important."
And if Potions was hard to sit though before, it had now became hell. As soon as he entered the class, Malfoy stood up and shouted and made sneering comments at Harry and Ron. "Here he comes the boy who's worth 100 galleons." Harry looked at Snape, who seemed to be suffering from a bad case of deafness and blindness at this very moment. Harry rushed to his seat, closely followed by Ron, Libby and Hermione. "Hey! Hey Weasley, I know that you are poor, but I never dreamed that you would allow your poor innocent sister to go into prostitution!"
They had just walked into the classroom and sat down after another attack by Malfoy. Libby was consoling Ron quietly. Harry once again thought how great it was that Ron and Libby had found each other. Harry hated to imagine how many times he would have had to pull Ron off Draco for his comments if Libby wasn't there to calm him down. Harry turned to Hermione. Harry still hadn't had the chance to talk to her about why she didn't tell Harry about how she had date Ron last year. Whenever he tried to bring up the topic, someone would disrupt them, or Hermione would change the subject.
Hermione was only half listening to Snape's boring drool about Polyjuice potion. Hermione had secretly made the potion in her second year. She could feel Harry's eyes watching her, as he done so frequently lately. She knew that he wanted to talk about Ron. She could hear the words coming from his mouth every time she spoke to him. She stole a quick side ways look from under her eyelashes. She felt sorry for him and Ron since this story had came out about Ginny. She wanted so bad just to reach out and hold him, tell him that everything was alright, that after everything that had happened between them, she would always be there for him. Summering all her courage, Hermione reached shyly under the table and rested her hand on Harry's knee. She felt Harry's knee jump slightly at her touch and she swallowed a laugh, as he looked intently at her. She pretended to be intently listening to Snape, as Harry continued to look at her. Slowly she felt his hand rest on hers, slowly stroking her hand. Hermione looked at Harry and smiled. Harry felt his heart melt the instant Hermione looked at him. They sat silently in the back of the class, just rubbing eachothers hands. As the class ended, Harry looked at Hermione and whispered. "Take your time packing up." Hermione nodded slightly. After what seemed like forever, Snape finally left the dungeons. Harry dropped his books and pulled Hermione into a long embrace. Kissing each other passionately, they swept the remaining things off the table and Hermione sat on it, wrapping her legs around Harry's waist. Harry drew away from her mouth and began to trail kisses down Hermione's face and neck. Moaning slightly, Hermione reached for Harry again, pulling him in closer. She reached blindly for Harry's hands and placed them on her breast, silently begging for him to remove her robes. He leaned in towards her, gently probing her with his erection. She spread her legs further, inviting him to explore her. She kissed him feverishly as his tongue and hands explored every part of her. Slowly they pulled apart, slightly out of breath. They looked into each other's eyes, their foreheads leaning on each other so their breath mixed as one. "We're free after dinner." Harry whispered, running his tongue across his lips. Hermione giggled. "Maybe, maybe not." Again they kissed, but this time, more slowly then before had Hermione had never felt such a slow, soft kiss before. If she hadn't been sitting down, she was sure that her legs would have crumbled from beneath her. Harry ended the kiss and pulled Hermione from the table. She quickly adjusted her skirt. It had risen above her thigh. Harry ran a hand though his black hair and sighed. "Sorry about that." He murmured, not looking at Hermione. Hermione turned to him. She lifted his face so they were eye to eye. "I could have stopped you if I wanted to." She said and pulled him into one final kiss. "Come on. Ron's gotta be wondering where we are." Hermione gathered the last of her books and took Harry's hand as he led her from the dungeons. "Are you sure that we should tell Ron? I mean, with all that going on with Ginny." Harry nodded and kissed her hand. "Whatever you wish. Just give me the word. Until then, not a soul will know." Hermione nodded and continued to follow Harry to The Great Hall.
Harry was whispering suggestive things into Hermione's ear when he heard two people arguing on the floor above them. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and motioned for her to be quiet as they crept up to see who it was.
Upstairs Ginny and Libby stood in a heated argument. "Didn't it occur to you that this would hurt Ron as well as Harry?" Libby yelled, her wand pointed at Ginny's chest. "It wasn't my fault everyone found out!" Ginny yelled back. "No one was supposed to know about it. It was your precious Ron that told the school. Thinking he was so good, acting like some judge." She took a step closer to Libby. "It was that BITCH Jennifer that told Harry. So really its her fault." Libby slapped her. "Take that back! No one talks about me sister like that!" she threatened. Ginny smiled. "Oh poor girl. You think that's bad? You should hear what the boys say about her. Draco has quite and active imagination." She let it trail off. "Take that back!" She yelled, her emotions getting the better of her.
Harry moved from the corner he and Hermione had been hiding in. He had heard enough, and if he didn't step in and do something about this argument, he was sure that Libby would do something she would later regret. As much as she hated Ginny, Libby couldn't really hurt Ron's little sister. "Stop this nonsense." He shouted over their argument. Libby and Ginny both turned to face him. Harry could see the corners of Libby's eyes where holding back tears. "Libby, why don't you go back to Ron. I will talk to Ginny." Libby simply smiled and nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She would never let Ginny see her cry.
Harry turned to Ginny. "And you. Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of." He spat the words at her, but Ginny seemed unhurt by the words. She smiled sweetly, innocently, and twirled her wand. "Want to join me?" Harry was repulsed. "Get out of here." Ginny ignored him and stepped closer to him. "You didn't say that a month ago, did you Harry?" She smiled and moved in closer so their faces where almost touching. "Come on. Didn't you have fun?" She whispered. Hermione felt Harry move slightly. And she could tell that he was tempted to go with her. Harry smiled and he lost the anger in his voice. "Yeah Ginny, it was amazing." Suddenly Harry felt Hermione's hand lightly brush his own and he remembered what had just happened in the dungeons. The anger filled him again. "But I was also in love with you then." He reminded her. Seeing that her charms wouldn't work Ginny backed off. "Ha, love, whatever that means?" she said before turning away and walking into the Gryffindor common room. Hermione reached for Harry's hand. "Are you alright?" Harry wiped away a tear and smiled at Hermione. "Yeah I'm fine." He kissed her quickly. "Now that I have you." Hermione blushed. "Come on, let's have dinner before its to late."
Harry ate very little at dinner that night. He sat in the common room with Ron, Libby and Hermione doing homework. Ginny sat silently in the corner, occasionally sending the group death stares. Finally, Ginny stamped off to bed. Which was fine with Hermione. She couldn't get over the look in Harry's eyes when Ginny was talking to him. She could tell that he was tempted to go with her. And that disturbed her. Alot. Slowly the common room began to empty. Ron was the last to leave with Libby close behind him. Once the Harry heard the door close, he dropped his quill, and shut the book he was studying. "Ahh, alone at last" He said and pulled Hermione over to him. Hermione pulled away. "Harry, how much of you wanted to go with Ginny?" Harry looked at Hermione. He sighed. "A little." He confessed. "But only 5 per cent at most." Hermione knew that more then that wanted to go with her, but she didn't want to tell Harry that. Harry moved closer to her. "Most of me wants you." He kissed her neck slowly. "You believe me right?" He asked. Hermione moaned. "Do you realise that we almost had sex in Snape's room?" she whispered. "It was exciting though." Harry smiled and kissed her mouth. Harry pulled Hermione to her feet and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight. "It was sexy, seeing you all like that." He added and pressed against her as he kissed her again. He tried to gently push her to the stairs that led to the boys' dorm rooms. Hermione gently pushed Harry away and giggled. "It's gonna take more then your sweet talk and kisses to get me to sleep with you, Mr Potter." She smiled and kissed his cheek. She turned away and headed for her own dorm room. She turned back to Harry. "But Snape's room. That was exciting."
Harry woke up early the next morning. He layed in his bed a little longer. He listened to the castles old movements. Above him he could hear the noises of Ron and Libby in bed together and smiled, once again thankful that Libby was there for Ron. Slowly his thoughts turned to what had happened this year. There was only a month until he saw his own home. Only a few more exams until he successfully completed all 7 yrs at Hogwarts. And naturally, his thoughts began to think of Hermione, and their relationship. They had now been together for 6 months and Hermione still hadn't let Harry go past 3rd base. She wanted to, Harry was sure. But she wouldn't let herself. Even as Harry was about to, Hermione would suddenly realise what was happening, and she would tell him to stop. And he did, like any gentleman would. But sometimes he had to wonder if their was something wrong with him. She had stayed over in his dorm a few times. But in the end Hermione was always in control, and Harry knew it. He sighed. Harry would have to wait untill Hermione was ready. Eventually Harry got out of bed. He needed to talk to Hermione. He had a plan, and if she said no, well at least he knew where he stood with her. He quickly dressed and headed silently to Hermione's room.
Hermione couldn't sleep. She wanted Harry. She had never wanted to be with someone so much. She wanted him to hold her, feel her, but somehow it just didn't seem right. As much as Harry said it, Hermione knew that somewhere Harry still loved Ginny, even after everything she had done to him. The end of the year was getting closer, and she still didn't know what she was going to do about their relationship. They lived in two different worlds, and Hermione couldn't ask him to move in with her family. She tossed and turned in her bed. She looked over at the bed Libby used to sleep in, and felt a little sad that Harry hadn't asked her to move into his room with him. A light knock erupted from her door. She quickly opened it, expecting it to be Libby, ready to finally get some proper sleep, or listen to Hermione's problems. Harry stood in the cold hallway, smiling. Hermione pulled him inside. "What are you doing here?" "I missed you." He said and kissed her. Hermione reached behind him and locked the door. "You saw me only a little while ago." Harry looked her over, "Damn, you look so sexy in that." He said Hermione looked down at her old faded pyjamas. "You weren't ment to see these." She said slightly embarrassed. Harry took her hands. "Well take them off." He kissed her quickly. "Is that why you came over, see if you could get some?" she said a little irritated. Harry registered the anger in her voice. He let go of her hands. "No, I wanted to talk to you. And ask you something important."