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Chapter 10

Changes

The fat lady opened up as Harry quietly slipped into the Gryffindor common room. Alive buzzing with radiance of reds and gold décor everywhere, the Gryffindor common was nothing in comparison with Slytherin. Somehow Harry felt more at home here. Like something inside compelled him to make himself at home. He took a corner to himself and buried himself into a book letting time go by waiting for Hermione to come down back down from the girls' dormitory. He had not followed Hermione immediately after the opening feast he had to attend to certain things.

A ginger cat purred against his leg, Harry looked around at the nearly full common room. Hermione wasn't in sight nor had the female population left their vulture-like perches. Oh god, he muttered realizing what he was formerly known for. His legs sprung up from his corner and he slowly walked past girls, noting carefully the cliques and groups. This was simply a game to them, and this one he intended to win and make them suffer for even thinking about him. The corner of his eye he noticed that Hermione was watching his motions with interested expression. Well, the corner of his glasses, he could tell she wasn't aware that he knew she was standing there watching him.

"Oh Harry!" a 7th year called out.

Everyone thinks they know me too well and what I'll do. I don't believe I have to show everyone that I love Hermione, Harry mutter as he walked up to the girl. His voice was thin, "How may I help you?"

"Does this make me look fat?" The 7th year replied extenuating her breasts while showing her curves.

Harry was quite furious that apparently no one listened at his announcement and thinking that he had no will-power, "No it makes you look like a slut who will go no where in life. You should stick with nobodies that are dead for no one in this world could ever want such a girl who willing offers her horrendous body. Now fuck off with someone like Weasel and let me go to my love."

Whispers crept along and no one could believe what he just said. The slut was crying and girls were shocked. Stepping onto the splitting stairways, his lips were met with a deep kiss that only could be given by his love. His foot moved backwards and his muscles tensed as he lifted Hermione off the ground and backed walked into his corner. Falling into the comfortable corner, their lips parted and his eyes weren't open yet they weren't closed, he could feel himself being enveloped by her love. Hermione loves me, Harry was in pure bliss.

Hermione giggled as she brushed his unruly hair away. "I like your hair better without gel, Harry."

"Ah my kitten does?" Harry smiled.

"So I'm a kitten? You'll think differently very soon, love. Very differently, love. Yes that gel seemed to always be a Slytherin thing." She replied huskily, "You're my Gryffindor now."

Harry smiled lit up at the last remark, "That I am, love. That I am."

Hermione nestle up with Harry and watched the fire embers in their eternal burn. Akin to their love, the fire was burning with such intensity that those around could feel the heat. They were happy together and nothing could prevent it. A girl walked passed Hermione with a hiss. Everyone burst into laughter as she fell down and shook uncontrollably like a worm.

Harry whispered softly, "Jelly legs and leg locker curse. No one is going to have me except you. No one will insult my love without fearing for their life. I love you, Hermione."

Sighing in utter happiness, Hermione pulled herself up close to him closing the gap. "Harry, you have no idea how happy that makes me feel." Feeling his arousal and his love she teased pressing herself closer, "Getting excited now are we?"

Growling, Harry was enjoying and getting frustrated all the same time, "Hermione, you're crossing a very dangerous line. If you don't stop I don't know what I'll do. My body for the first time is compelling me to take action. It yearns to be inside of you. I've never felt like this before. I don't want to take this too fast, Hermione. I want to go at a rate you're comfortable with."

Hermione's smile was heavenly beautiful to Harry and she knew it from his eyes, "I'm with you, Harry. I'm comfortable at any rate you want to go. This isn't too fast. Besides, I think part of you is getting frustrated and the desire to lose your virginity to me is increasing. You want me very much don't you? I don't think this is being slutty or bad. I'm in love with you and I want you to be very happy." Her last words were purred so seductively and like the sexy kitten that Harry wanted and was going to get in bed.

Harry groaned in utter delight; his lips barely managed to speak these simple words, "I love you forever, Hermione."

"You're so sweet." Hermione was sighing happily until an unwelcome sight came.

Ron had such utter hatred and such clear envy, "So the virgin has found another boyfriend? How long before you lose him to another? He'll cheat on you, like all virgin bookworms you can't keep anyone for long."

Gasps could be heard as Harry's fist collided with Ron's face. Fred and George came forward. Neither of them could summon courage to face the former Slytherin Prince, the fierce emerald gaze was intimidating yet obviously not evil. Fred and George lifted at Ron who lunged at Harry. Harry wasn't in the mood for this, he drew his wand and with a quick swish; his opponent, Ron, was suspended in midair and futilely struggling to get his feet on solid ground.

That anger that could flood from those eyes was burning with such intensity. Ron was shaking as if Lord Voldemort was standing before him. Clear despise towards Ron was evident as Harry calmly and coldly gave an ultimatum, "Never insult Hermione in my Presence again. Or I'll send you to Madame Pomfrey in an ash tray. If I hear of any insult coming from you towards her, I'll be a little nicer and send you in a crate."

Hermione stared deep in those emerald pools and for the first time, they seemed foreign.

Hermione was so deeply in love with Harry and yet Ron's words had a meaning. A doubt crept into her. Ron wasn't kidding, if she chose to be a virgin for a little while longer, she could well indeed lose Harry. Harry was fierce and sweet and unquestionably the faithful type. She trusted him loyal, but to feel heartbreak with him wouldn't be bearable. He gave up so much for her, but how long would his love last. Harry wasn't the kind to say something like love lightly. He was always going to need her help, but being in a relationship sexual or mental would mean the risk being left alone and heartbroken would be the end of her. He said he would always love her, but would he really? This was certainly a change and hopefully would be a change for the better.

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