A/N: Hey folks! This is the final chapter for the fic so it's finally gonna be finished! Yay!

Warning this chapter contains sexual references!

It's a sort of mini sex scene and it's my first so be nice people! Thanx!

Chapter 8: It could have been you

Weeks passed by and Hermione was still avoiding him. Every time he entered the common room she'd leave to go to the girl's dormitory and every time he tried to sit next to her in the Great Hall or class she'd move to another seat. Like now for instance, Harry purposely sat behind her in class but this time she couldn't move because Ron and Lavender took up the other vacant seats; Lavender right up the front and Ron in the side row. Ron gave Harry a wink telling him that his plan was working. For the whole of the lesson Harry's eyes bored into the back of Hermione's head wishing that he could Legilimency.

Finally the bell rang so Harry got up to seize his chance. He tapped Hermione on the shoulder as the class were filing out of the room. She turned around, facing him. 'Leave me alone Harry.' she said trying to walk off but Harry was too quick for her. 'No, we have to talk.' he said.

'About what?' she said irritably.

'In here.' he said grabbing her arm and dragging her in an empty classroom. He shut the door behind them.

'What's all this about?' she asked impatiently as she sat on a desk crossing her arms.

'You know very well what I'm talking about! Why are you still pissed off and avoiding me?' he asked in exasperation. 'Oh, I don't know! Maybe it's all those girls you've slept with including Lavender on Christmas night!' she said shrilly.

'How do you know about Lavender?'

'When I tried to go up to your dorm to apologise for being mad because I noticed that you weren't at the ball I heard you and Lavender having sex.' she said miserably burying her face in her hands.

'We were drunk, Hermione. We weren't in our right minds!' Harry explained.

'Because of the drink that I told you was spiked! I told you straight-forward not to drink!' said Hermione looking up with tears in her eyes.

'Yeah, I drank it because I was stupid. I knew I should've listened to you but I didn't.'

'But how can I trust you every time you do something stupid?' asked Hermione sniffing quietly.

'Because I won't do anymore stupid things as long as I'm with you.' said Harry truthfully, taking a strand of her hair out of her eyes and tucking it behind her ear.

'You know it could have been you, Hermione. You could have been the girl I slept with if you were the one I took to the ball.' said Harry. Hermione nodded then asked out of curiosity, 'Did you love any of the girls you slept with?'

'Honestly, no. I've never loved them because I love you Hermione, I've loved you for a while now.' he confessed kissing her lightly on the lips. 'I love you too, Harry. If you like we can shag right here, right now.' said Hermione grinning mischievously.

'Whoa, Hermione! Really? Are you sure? I mean you've never… I mean you're a virgin right?' Harry spluttered completely taken aback.

'Oh of course I am. But I've been wanting to fuck you for a while now.' she said giggling at Harry's shocked expression. 'Wow! Hermione's first swear word. You rebel, you.' said Harry clapping a hand to his mouth sarcastically while Hermione swatted at his chest playfully.

'Come on Harry, I'm ready!' said Hermione excitedly.

'Let's get this show on the road then!' said Harry, equally excited.

He set her on the largest desk, Hermione loving the feeling of his hands gripping on her hips.

Harry pressed his lips firmly on hers letting his tongue slip in. As the kiss deepened she started to feel dizzy with lack of oxygen so they had to break off for air. Both panting slightly, Hermione's hands travelled from his neck down to unbutton his shirt kissing every inch of skin that appeared. Harry moaned as Hermione nibbled on his neck.

Finally his shirt was fully off revealing a lean yet muscular body.

'Whoa, all those years off Quidditch really paid off.' she thought not being able to take her eyes off his bare chest.

'Are you just gonna sit there and stare or can I do something?' asked Harry impatiently.

She nodded eagerly and let Harry do his thing.

He laid her down upon the desk so he was on top of her.

Now it was his turn to unbutton her blouse and feasted his eyes on her nicely-shaped breasts covered in sensible cotton material rather than the lacy, see-through crap that the other girls wore. He unclasped her bra in one swift movement and discarded the bra along with the other pieces of clothing scattered on the floor. Hermione giggled at the feel of his hand cupping her right breast which fit perfectly in his hand. Then Harry started to suck on her left nipple causing Hermione to moan with pleasure. 'We're just getting started.' he assured her.

Soon they were both fully naked enjoying each other's touch.

Suddenly someone spoke.

'Well, well, well. Ms Granger how lovely to see that you've taken to tutoring Mr. Potter to the next level.'

'Professor Snape?'

The End

A/N: Thanx for reading it and hope you've enjoyed the fic! Please review and thanks to my friends Simone and Shelly for helping me with ideas! Really appreciate it! Hermione's a little O.O.C.

Sorry dudes.