Chapter 3
"Harry, wait, what do you mean." Hermione yelled.
"I mean exactly what I said, Hermione, I like you, alot." Harry said as he disappeared into the kitchen.
"Wait...Harry." Hermione called.
She turned the corner and saw Harry with his sleeves rolled up and his hands plunging into soapy dish water.
"You can make lunch, since I am a horrible cook." Harry said, blushing just a little.
* * *
"Hermione, this is really good." Harry said, biting into his grilled cheese sandwich.
"Thanks." Hermione said, blushing a little.
"So Harry, we are going to Paris in two days. I need you to come with us. You can keep Hermione out
of trouble while we are at our confrences. I figure you'll need to spend the night at our house tomorrow, and
then, the next morning we'll take a flight." Mr. Granger said.
"Okay, awesome, that is sooo exciting. I can't wait to go to Paris, I've never been there before."
Harry said.
"Well, how about we advance your first pay check and get you some nice clothes that actually fit.
What would you think of that Harry, you and Hermione could go shopping during the days." Mrs. Granger said.
"Okay, I am getting tired of wearing Dudley's old clothes." Harry replied.
"Good, it's settled, just bring enough stuff for a week in Paris, Harry, or maybe just for a few nights,
since we are getting you new clothes." Mrs. Granger told him.
"Okay, I'll tell Uncle Vernon, he'll be soo happy to get rid of me, anyways." Harry said.
"Well I better get back to work." Mr. Granger said.
"Sweetie, I'll be down to help in a minute. Harry, Hermione, please will you clean up and then I need
you to vacuum. Then, Hermione, you know where the grocery list is. Take it and Harry and this money and go get
groceries please. Thank you, doll. I'll see you later Harry." Mrs. Granger said, as she headed back downstairs.
"Wow, this is alot more work than I thought it would be." Harry said.
"Yah, but we'll have fun together." Hermione said.
"Oh, that I am sure of." Harry said, and started to clean up.
Hermione turned the radio up really, really loud and started to vacuum. She danced, and sang while she
vacuumed. Harry poked his head out of the kitchen and stood mesmerized at the movement of her hips and her
body. He found himself licking his lips, wishing he could taste her again. He watched as she turned around and
saw him there.
"Oh, Harry, I didn't know you were watching." She said, blushing.
Her hair was straightened and her eyes shined in surprise. Her slender body was taking an effect on Harry like
it never had before.
I guess with those baggy robes on I never really payed attention to her, Harry thought.
All of a sudden, overwhelmed with desire he ran to her, scooping her up in his arms. He threw her on the couch
and came down on top of her. His lips met hers and she automatically responded to the kiss. Her back arched a
little and she kissed him deeper. His tongue traced her lips, waiting for her to open them, to allow him to enter.
Slowly she opened her lips and ran her tongue along his. His whole body tingled and he kissed her intensly.
"Harry no!" She said, pushing him up and off of her.
"We can't do this. Not yet, anyways. I don't like this, can't we at least take it slower?" Hermione
asked.
"Only if you'll be my girlfriend." Harry said, with a smile on his face.
"Well...I don't know," Hermione said, a smile on her face.
Harry put his hands on her sides and started to tickle her. She shreaked in laughter and wiggle out of his grasp.
"Okay, fine, I was going to say yes anyways." Hermione said, still giggling.
"I know, I just wanted to see how ticklish you are." Harry replied.
"Oh, well, let's not discuss that." Hermione said, a sheepish smile on her face.
"And why not." Harry said grabbing her again and tickling her waist.
"Okay, fine, I am super ticklish, but you have to find out where." She said, finally giving up.
"Oh don't worry, I will." Harry said.
He kissed her again.
"Now lets get to the store." He said.
"Harry, wait, what do you mean." Hermione yelled.
"I mean exactly what I said, Hermione, I like you, alot." Harry said as he disappeared into the kitchen.
"Wait...Harry." Hermione called.
She turned the corner and saw Harry with his sleeves rolled up and his hands plunging into soapy dish water.
"You can make lunch, since I am a horrible cook." Harry said, blushing just a little.
* * *
"Hermione, this is really good." Harry said, biting into his grilled cheese sandwich.
"Thanks." Hermione said, blushing a little.
"So Harry, we are going to Paris in two days. I need you to come with us. You can keep Hermione out
of trouble while we are at our confrences. I figure you'll need to spend the night at our house tomorrow, and
then, the next morning we'll take a flight." Mr. Granger said.
"Okay, awesome, that is sooo exciting. I can't wait to go to Paris, I've never been there before."
Harry said.
"Well, how about we advance your first pay check and get you some nice clothes that actually fit.
What would you think of that Harry, you and Hermione could go shopping during the days." Mrs. Granger said.
"Okay, I am getting tired of wearing Dudley's old clothes." Harry replied.
"Good, it's settled, just bring enough stuff for a week in Paris, Harry, or maybe just for a few nights,
since we are getting you new clothes." Mrs. Granger told him.
"Okay, I'll tell Uncle Vernon, he'll be soo happy to get rid of me, anyways." Harry said.
"Well I better get back to work." Mr. Granger said.
"Sweetie, I'll be down to help in a minute. Harry, Hermione, please will you clean up and then I need
you to vacuum. Then, Hermione, you know where the grocery list is. Take it and Harry and this money and go get
groceries please. Thank you, doll. I'll see you later Harry." Mrs. Granger said, as she headed back downstairs.
"Wow, this is alot more work than I thought it would be." Harry said.
"Yah, but we'll have fun together." Hermione said.
"Oh, that I am sure of." Harry said, and started to clean up.
Hermione turned the radio up really, really loud and started to vacuum. She danced, and sang while she
vacuumed. Harry poked his head out of the kitchen and stood mesmerized at the movement of her hips and her
body. He found himself licking his lips, wishing he could taste her again. He watched as she turned around and
saw him there.
"Oh, Harry, I didn't know you were watching." She said, blushing.
Her hair was straightened and her eyes shined in surprise. Her slender body was taking an effect on Harry like
it never had before.
I guess with those baggy robes on I never really payed attention to her, Harry thought.
All of a sudden, overwhelmed with desire he ran to her, scooping her up in his arms. He threw her on the couch
and came down on top of her. His lips met hers and she automatically responded to the kiss. Her back arched a
little and she kissed him deeper. His tongue traced her lips, waiting for her to open them, to allow him to enter.
Slowly she opened her lips and ran her tongue along his. His whole body tingled and he kissed her intensly.
"Harry no!" She said, pushing him up and off of her.
"We can't do this. Not yet, anyways. I don't like this, can't we at least take it slower?" Hermione
asked.
"Only if you'll be my girlfriend." Harry said, with a smile on his face.
"Well...I don't know," Hermione said, a smile on her face.
Harry put his hands on her sides and started to tickle her. She shreaked in laughter and wiggle out of his grasp.
"Okay, fine, I was going to say yes anyways." Hermione said, still giggling.
"I know, I just wanted to see how ticklish you are." Harry replied.
"Oh, well, let's not discuss that." Hermione said, a sheepish smile on her face.
"And why not." Harry said grabbing her again and tickling her waist.
"Okay, fine, I am super ticklish, but you have to find out where." She said, finally giving up.
"Oh don't worry, I will." Harry said.
He kissed her again.
"Now lets get to the store." He said.
