Summary: Harry Potter took the one thing Draco Malfoy asked him for. Now,
Draco's taking it back.
Disclaimer: The day I own Harry Potter will be the day Harry Potter makes out with Lord Voldermort.
A/N: I appreciate the reviews very much but after this chapter I will not update unless I reach thirteen reviews. I want to hear more feedback on the story otherwise I feel like I'm writing to thin air. Take no offense because as the saying goes: "It's me not you." Onward!
Chapter 6: I Know You're Scared...But What Am I?
"Do you even know where she is?" asked Remus. He had come over in the midst of the panic to comfort Harry.
"Ten Galleons says she's at his house sitting in some cold damp basement. He's probably tor-" he broke off and raked a hand through his hair. "Harry, let me come with you."
"Ron, I can't do that. You have a family of your own now and I can't risk letting you and Hermione getting hurt in one foul swoop."
"Will you listen to yourself? Do you really think Malfoy can do anything to you?" asked Ron. Harry remained silent. "What are you so afraid of?"
"Hermione?" said Harry.
"Yes?" she sighed sleepily. They were sitting together in the Gryffindor common room all snuggled up by the roaring warmth of the fire. Harry loved and hated times like these. He loved them because he got to hold and kiss Hermione, and forget all about his problems. He felt safe and secure. He hated them because he felt that when they were apart that false sense of security vanished and that Hermione was in even more danger than before they saw each other. Harry knew this was his biggest weakness. She was his biggest weakness. And that, Harry felt was very wrong for the both of them.
"We need to talk." He said. Hermione turned to him.
"What about?" she asked smiling. "Why do you look so serious?"
"Hermione," began Harry taking her hands in his. "I love you, I do, but we can't continue this anymore." Harry turned away from her and looked into the fireplace.
"Do what?" she asked.
"It's not safe. What we're doing...being together-it-it just isn't safe." Said Harry quietly. Hermione stood up and turned to face him.
"Harry Voldermort is gone! Don't you remember? Who exactly aren't we safe from?" yelled Hermione.
"There's other people Hermione. Death Eaters, Malfoy-"
"Malfoy?" scoffed Hermione. "Harry how many times do I have to tell you there's nothing going on!?"
"As many times as it takes for me to believe it." Hermione looked as if Harry had slapped her. She turned to leave but Harry grabbed her arm. "I'm not accusing you of anything. I just don't trust him."
"When have you ever?" she asked.
"This is different. He wants you Hermione, I've seen the way he looks at you and he's angry with me for being with you. I think his hatred for me means more to him than you do."
"Harry please think about this. You're going to deny us something that we both want because of a hunch?" Tears were filling Hermione's eyes and Harry wiped one away that fell.
"Have my hunches ever been wrong?" asked Harry in a defeated voice.
"Have mine?" asked Hermione cheerfully.
Harry kissed her on the forehead. "I love you." He breathed into her hair.
"I love you too." Hermione whispered. Harry froze. His heart began to hammer and he released a shaky breath.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"I said: I love you too." Hermione giggled.
"You do? I mean, it's not a heat of the moment thing, but, you do?" Harry said quickly.
"Yes." Laughed Hermione. Harry grabbed her in a bear hug and lifted her up. Then he put her down gently and slowly and kissed her.
"I'm not afraid of Malfoy. I'm afraid of what he's capable of. I have a lot more to lose than just my life today. Hermione's is at risk as well, and it's all my fault."
"It is not Harry." said Remus.
"Yeah, Malfoy won't hurt Hermione. He's waiting for you." Remus elbowed him in the gut. "I mean she'll be alright."
Harry smiled at them. "She will if I can help it."
A/N: The Harry POV chapters are sort of fillers. Like I said this is mainly a Draco story but it's a Harry Hermione romance. Remember, once I get to thirteen I'll continue. So take this seriously:RRR!
Disclaimer: The day I own Harry Potter will be the day Harry Potter makes out with Lord Voldermort.
A/N: I appreciate the reviews very much but after this chapter I will not update unless I reach thirteen reviews. I want to hear more feedback on the story otherwise I feel like I'm writing to thin air. Take no offense because as the saying goes: "It's me not you." Onward!
Chapter 6: I Know You're Scared...But What Am I?
"Do you even know where she is?" asked Remus. He had come over in the midst of the panic to comfort Harry.
"Ten Galleons says she's at his house sitting in some cold damp basement. He's probably tor-" he broke off and raked a hand through his hair. "Harry, let me come with you."
"Ron, I can't do that. You have a family of your own now and I can't risk letting you and Hermione getting hurt in one foul swoop."
"Will you listen to yourself? Do you really think Malfoy can do anything to you?" asked Ron. Harry remained silent. "What are you so afraid of?"
"Hermione?" said Harry.
"Yes?" she sighed sleepily. They were sitting together in the Gryffindor common room all snuggled up by the roaring warmth of the fire. Harry loved and hated times like these. He loved them because he got to hold and kiss Hermione, and forget all about his problems. He felt safe and secure. He hated them because he felt that when they were apart that false sense of security vanished and that Hermione was in even more danger than before they saw each other. Harry knew this was his biggest weakness. She was his biggest weakness. And that, Harry felt was very wrong for the both of them.
"We need to talk." He said. Hermione turned to him.
"What about?" she asked smiling. "Why do you look so serious?"
"Hermione," began Harry taking her hands in his. "I love you, I do, but we can't continue this anymore." Harry turned away from her and looked into the fireplace.
"Do what?" she asked.
"It's not safe. What we're doing...being together-it-it just isn't safe." Said Harry quietly. Hermione stood up and turned to face him.
"Harry Voldermort is gone! Don't you remember? Who exactly aren't we safe from?" yelled Hermione.
"There's other people Hermione. Death Eaters, Malfoy-"
"Malfoy?" scoffed Hermione. "Harry how many times do I have to tell you there's nothing going on!?"
"As many times as it takes for me to believe it." Hermione looked as if Harry had slapped her. She turned to leave but Harry grabbed her arm. "I'm not accusing you of anything. I just don't trust him."
"When have you ever?" she asked.
"This is different. He wants you Hermione, I've seen the way he looks at you and he's angry with me for being with you. I think his hatred for me means more to him than you do."
"Harry please think about this. You're going to deny us something that we both want because of a hunch?" Tears were filling Hermione's eyes and Harry wiped one away that fell.
"Have my hunches ever been wrong?" asked Harry in a defeated voice.
"Have mine?" asked Hermione cheerfully.
Harry kissed her on the forehead. "I love you." He breathed into her hair.
"I love you too." Hermione whispered. Harry froze. His heart began to hammer and he released a shaky breath.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"I said: I love you too." Hermione giggled.
"You do? I mean, it's not a heat of the moment thing, but, you do?" Harry said quickly.
"Yes." Laughed Hermione. Harry grabbed her in a bear hug and lifted her up. Then he put her down gently and slowly and kissed her.
"I'm not afraid of Malfoy. I'm afraid of what he's capable of. I have a lot more to lose than just my life today. Hermione's is at risk as well, and it's all my fault."
"It is not Harry." said Remus.
"Yeah, Malfoy won't hurt Hermione. He's waiting for you." Remus elbowed him in the gut. "I mean she'll be alright."
Harry smiled at them. "She will if I can help it."
A/N: The Harry POV chapters are sort of fillers. Like I said this is mainly a Draco story but it's a Harry Hermione romance. Remember, once I get to thirteen I'll continue. So take this seriously:RRR!
