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A/N: The way I've played this story out, Hermione and Harry are Muggles. There is no Hogwarts, there is no history between them, and this is the first time they've met. Hope this helps! Sorry about the long wait between chapters.

Ch. 4 Into His Eyes

Hermione and Marge sat on the front porch, tired, sweaty, but satisfied. After two days of strenuous work, they were done. The interior of Hermione's cabin was very feminine, using light colors and fabrics. She hadn't had any run ins with Harry, and although she enjoyed not having him and his surly attitude around her, she did wonder where he was.
Unbeknownst to Hermione, Harry watched her through his window, in perverse fascination. He was enthralled with the way she walked, the way she looked, the way she laughed. His continuous erection made it very difficult for him to concentrate otherwise. How he would get through the next several months with out actually taking her to the ground and make passionate love to her was going to be the biggest challenge of his life. He ruffled the fur on Klondike's head and walked away from the window. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration and fell backwards on his king sized wooden hand crafted bed in discouragement. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed his jacket and called to the dog, and set off for a hike.
Hermione and Marge watched as Harry stalked out of his cabin and into the woods. Hermione sat down her iced tea and watched intently as she could see the frustration in his stride.
"What's his problem?" she asked.
"He's had a chip on his shoulder ever since." Marge trailed.
"Ever since what?" Hermione inquired.
"Some other time dear. I have to go into town to pick up the weekly groceries. Care to join me?"
"I'm exhausted. I'll see you in a couple of days. I know you've got to get back to work. I really appreciate all of your help with fixing up the place. Why don't you come back Thursday evening and we'll have dinner. I'll cook."
"I will certainly take you up on the offer, Hermione." Bye now!
Hermione watched Marge as she got into her truck and rode off into the distance. Once she was out of eye sight, Hermione ran into her house and put on her hiking boots and grabbed her camera. She wasn't nearly as exhausted as she sounded, but she wanted to explore the terrain and get a feel for what she had just gotten herself into. She set off towards where Harry had gone, thinking there would be a trail. She found a simple small trail that led around the mountains, getting some great shots she could send back home. The air was crystal clear and clean and the mountains never looked so big. She was falling in love with the place more and more with every breath she took.
She heard crunching behind her, but figured it to be a chipmunk or raccoon of some sort. But the low rumbling that followed alerted her of otherwise. She turned to find a huge bear, looking right at her. Hermione backed up slowly as far as she could to try and get out of the bear's eyesight, but the bear began walking towards her. Hermione lost her footing and slipped on the edge of the trail which led down a steep cliff. She grabbed the nearest thing she could, which was a weak sapling. The bear kept growling and Hermione knew that she was in trouble. If she lifted herself up, it could be right there waiting for her. If she dropped, who knows how long it would be until she stopped rolling, if she even did. She said a small prayer and was about to let go.
"Hermione! Don't move!" she heard a male voice say.
"Well where the hell else do you think I'm going to go?" she replied back. She turned her head and saw Harry coming up on the edge of the path. "How did you find me?"
"Klondike found the bear and I saw you slip. Whatever you do, just hang on. I'm going to try and scare the grizzly away."
Hermione heard Harry try different tactics to usher the bear away, even using a gunshot pointed midair to discourage it from coming. She closed her eyes and began praying to the gods to help her. The next thing she felt was a strong hand grasping hers.
"Grab a hold of my hand," she heard him say. Using all of her might, she kicked and wiggled until she was totally back onto ground and in Harry's arms where she collapsed, heaving heavily. Both of them were panting before Harry looked at her with scolding eyes.
"What the hell do you think you were doing? You could have been killed!" She looked into his eyes and saw a fear she never thought she could have seen in a man, especially him.
"I was out for a walk! I didn't know it was against the law." She retorted as she collected herself and brushed off the dirt from her camera.

"Come on, your going back home with me."
Although shaky, she didn't object. The bear had scared her, and she wanted to get back to the safety of her bed and make a cup of hot cocoa and read a good romance novel.
The walk back to her property was in silence. When they reached her door she turned to him.
"Thank you, for saving my life. I would have probably died and you were there to help me. If there's anything I can do for you, just let me know." His eyes were a magnificent green color, and was finally able to see his facial features up close. He had strong cheek bones, full lips and a beautiful nose. She suddenly felt a spark between them, and the urge to ask him inside was incredibly. Instead, she kissed him on the cheek and began walking in.
Harry looked down at her and desperately wanted to take her into his arms and take her to the bedroom. When she kissed his cheek it was as if an explosion had rocked his inner core.
"You're welcome," he managed. He watched her as she slowly walked back inside the cabin and headed home. The place where her kiss was placed sizzled and caused his skin to ripple like it hadn't done in years. Harry had never remembered ever feeling this so goddamned horny in his life, and knowing that the most beautiful, the most sexy woman in world was merely yards away from his own home made him crave her even more.