Okay.I'll make my chapters even longer.but it may take awhile because my
brother hurt my typing finger. Here's chapter 5! The rating might go up to
R, so if my friends are reading, this may be the last chapter you want to
read. Just a warning! But don't let it stop you if you do want to read past
it!
That Feeling I Have Harry was in a world like none he'd ever known. A dazed shock that made him
feel weak at the knees and light at the heart. Hermione wasn't experience anything
different. Her body when to hyper-alert when he took the kiss deeper. Goosebumps
outlined her spine as Harry ran his hand across her back. He kneaded the soft skin around
her shoulders and she clung to his chest. Just as she started to undo the top button of his
polo shirt, a loud screech was heard from the cage behind them. Harry turned to find
Hedwig snuffling and clawing at the bars. Harry opened the hatch, and the great bird flew
out the open door. "Um, I. uh, that is." Harry stuttered trying to find the words to
excuse their actions. "I know." Hermione said quietly. "It's scary isn't it? We've been
friends all these years, and now this. We should probably forget about the whole thing."
She mumbled. "No, I don't want to forget." He said grabbing her hand. "I want to
remember for the rest of my life." He said surprising himself on his sincerity. It was the
honest truth. She looked into his eyes, and gasped at the desire that filled them. But what
really shocked her was her own burning desire for her best friend. It bothered her all that
night, but as she got up the next morning, the bother turned into pure torture when she
found him at the kitchen table, only in a white terrycloth robe.
"Mornin'" he said. "Hey Harry." She said answered with a smile. He conjured up
another cup of coffee and began to tell her that day's plans. He was going to the All
National Quiddich Stadium Located in Frislann, Great Britain. He would try out for
England's seeker. As he brought his new broom, the Wonderflight34 out from it's case, he felt her gaze. "Good Luck, Harry." She whispered. "Thanks Hermione, I'll need it." With that he disappeared from sight.
That Feeling I Have Harry was in a world like none he'd ever known. A dazed shock that made him
feel weak at the knees and light at the heart. Hermione wasn't experience anything
different. Her body when to hyper-alert when he took the kiss deeper. Goosebumps
outlined her spine as Harry ran his hand across her back. He kneaded the soft skin around
her shoulders and she clung to his chest. Just as she started to undo the top button of his
polo shirt, a loud screech was heard from the cage behind them. Harry turned to find
Hedwig snuffling and clawing at the bars. Harry opened the hatch, and the great bird flew
out the open door. "Um, I. uh, that is." Harry stuttered trying to find the words to
excuse their actions. "I know." Hermione said quietly. "It's scary isn't it? We've been
friends all these years, and now this. We should probably forget about the whole thing."
She mumbled. "No, I don't want to forget." He said grabbing her hand. "I want to
remember for the rest of my life." He said surprising himself on his sincerity. It was the
honest truth. She looked into his eyes, and gasped at the desire that filled them. But what
really shocked her was her own burning desire for her best friend. It bothered her all that
night, but as she got up the next morning, the bother turned into pure torture when she
found him at the kitchen table, only in a white terrycloth robe.
"Mornin'" he said. "Hey Harry." She said answered with a smile. He conjured up
another cup of coffee and began to tell her that day's plans. He was going to the All
National Quiddich Stadium Located in Frislann, Great Britain. He would try out for
England's seeker. As he brought his new broom, the Wonderflight34 out from it's case, he felt her gaze. "Good Luck, Harry." She whispered. "Thanks Hermione, I'll need it." With that he disappeared from sight.