Chapter 12: Ever Sweet and Strange, Finding you can Change

The stars shown brightly as Hermione and Harry made their way past the main town.

"Where are we going Harry?" she asked.

"It's a surprise. I want you to be surprised. Just sit back and relax." Hermione had no other choice but to listen to him. She lay her head on the back of the seat, occasionally stealing a glance at her driver. My, but he was handsome. His strong cheek bones were illuminated under the moon's light. Hermione knew she was in trouble. Her heart was telling her not to be afraid, but her mind warned her to be cautious.

It took them another 30 minutes before arriving at another small cabin, but this time it overlooked a massive lake.

"Hermione, this is the cabin that's been in my family for generations. This is where I proposed to my wife, where my father proposed to my mother…"

"You're not proposing tonight, are you?" Hermione asked quickly.

"No no no. This place is very special in our family, and I wanted to bring you here tonight. I want to bring you someplace that meant a lot to me, someplace special to me."

"Oh Harry, this is so wonderful. I don't know what to say…"

"Say nothing, just wait until we get inside." He led her up the sidewalk and into the front of the house. Harry opened the door and Hermione's eyes were greeted with a beautiful oak table, with a bouquet of deep burgundy and white roses in the center, and candles all around the room. On the table were two glasses of wine and a spectacular meal of what seemed to be steak, mashed potatoes, wheat bread, salad and grilled salmon. The light from the moon poured into the main eating area. The cabin was absolutely beautiful on the inside. It took her breath away.

"This is amazing. Why?"

Harry led her to the table, sat her in before sitting himself. He opened the bottle of champagne and poured them both a glass.

"Hermione, I've begun to realize that I have feelings for you. It scares me, because I still miss my wife and my child. I didn't know I could feel emotions like these again. You make me smile and you make me feel human again. I didn't think I could be like this after she died. All I want to do is make you feel the way that I do. I'm absolutely terrified, I haven't dated in so long. And I know you just broke up with Ron, and that your move up here isn't permanent, but I think it would be a crime if I didn't tell you how I felt."

Hermione looked at him for a moment before starting. "Harry, I don't think I've ever been in love before, but after meeting you I can't stop myself from thinking about you and wanting to be with you. I didn't want to act on my feelings for you, but I feel I have no choice anymore. I'm crazy about you."

There was a small pause before Harry picked up a remote and turned on the stereo. Music came on, soft romantic ballads done by an orchestra.

"So what do we do now?" Hermione asked.

"First, we eat before our food gets cold, then I will give you your second surprise." Hermione gave him a suspicious glance. "Don't worry, I haven't led you into any dangerous situations so far, have I?"

"No, not yet…"

"Just trust me."

Harry watched as Hermione ate her food. She looked so beautiful, with her hair wavy, her eyes glimmering and her skin glowing. He wanted to be near her so he could smell her hair, to feel her skin underneath his fingertips, to kiss her lips…

No sooner when he thought that did he feel petal softness up against his lips. He looked up to see that Hermione had gotten up from her seat and come over to him. He was surprised slightly, but soon regained control of himself and began kissing her back. He got out of his chair and stood up, placed his hands on her face gently and held her as they kissed.

He picked her up and took her into his bedroom. He had a king sized bed with only the highest count sheets on his bed and the softest mattress he could find. They continued to kiss, and Hermione began to unbutton his shirt as he took off his jacket. Their hearts raced, knowing that this was the point of no return. Harry kicked off his shoes and socks and began undressing Hermione. Her dress came off quickly until she was wearing only her black lace panties and her simple cotton black bra. She looked absolutely stunning.

Hermione hurriedly unzipped Harry's pants until he stood only in his boxers. He reached over to his drawer and pulled out a condom, took of hi, her eyes glimmering and her skin glowing. He wanted to be near her so he could smell her hair, to feel her skin underneath his fingertips, to kiss her lips…

No sooner when he thought that did he feel petal softness up against his lips. He looked up to see that Hermione had gotten up from her seat and come over to him. He was surprised slightly, but soon regained control of himself and began kissing her back. He got out of his chair and stood up, placed his hands on her face gently and held her as they kissed.

He picked her up and took her into his bedroom. He had a king sized bed with only the highest count sheets on his bed and the softest mattress he could find. They continued to kiss, and Hermione began to unbutton his shirt as he took off his jacket. Their hearts raced, knowing that this was the point of no return. Harry kicked off his shoes and socks and began undressing Hermione. Her dress came off quickly until she was wearing only her black lace panties and her simple cotton black bra. She looked absolutely stunning.

Hermione hurriedly unzipped Harry's pants until he stood only in his boxers. He reached over to his drawer and pulled out a condom, took of his boxers and slipped on the rubber. He pulled off her panties slowly, and then her bra. Her naked body was everything he had envisioned and more. She look more beautiful than words could say. He carefully positioned himself on top of her as she spread her legs, waiting for his entry. Their kisses became softer, gentler, but deeper. Hermione's heart raced as Harry penetrated her womanhood, filling up deep inside her. She was scared, no, petrified, but she didn't want to stop. This felt right to here, more than right, it felt perfect. Was it too soon for her? Was it too soon for him? Were they ready for this? Questions that filled her head quickly disappeared as Harry began to thrust, gently, but firmly. He had a good package and he knew how to use it. Pleasure built up inside her as their bodies writhed on the bed, making love, their bodies being one. A small moan escaped from Hermione's lips as she felt herself coming close to climax. Harry knew she was, and he wasn't ready for the moment to end. He pulled out and began to nibble on her breasts, letting his hands roam over her mounts and his tongue teasing her nipples. It turned Hermione on more than he knew. She began to moan louder, begging Harry to get back on top of her. Her pleas only turned him on even more, as he let his mouth explore. Finally, when he couldn't wait any longer, he re-entered her and began thrusting again, and within a few minutes both of them had come.

The climax was explosive for Hermione. It was as if Harry knew her body better than she. She laid next to him, breathing heavily.

"Was that the second surprised?" she asked.

Harry turned over and looked at her, smiling. "Actually, the second surprise was going to be a turn in the hot tub downstairs, but this works too."

"You have a hot tub?"

"I do, an indoor one since it's so cold up here. Do you want to go try it out?"

"I'd rather lay here with you."