A/N: The first 'part' is nothing like the actual movie this is based on. Warning: IT FINALLY GETS RATED R HERE!

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Harry ran into the small forest on the side of the camp. Hermione followed, wondering where this all led to.

Finally, after about five minutes of continuous running, Harry stopped in front of what seemed to be a small shack.

"Come in," he said, "It's nice inside."

Hermione looking skeptically at the place. Nice? She thought to herself. This place looks so old and creepy! However, she followed him in.

The inside was nothing at all like what it looked like it might be. It was huge. There was a main room with a small kitchen to the side of it and a door on the side which seemed to lead to another room. It was very elegantly lighted with a small chandelier hanging from the ceiling. This place is probably magical, she thought.

Hermione began to wring all the water out of her hair and clothes. Harry just stared the whole while.

He took a step towards her and got on one knee (NO, this is NOT what you're thinking…LoL).

Hermione caught sight of him and stopped fussing with her hair and clothes. He outstretched a hand to her.

"Yeah?" she asked, wondering what was going on.

"Will you dance with me?" he whispered, unsure of himself.

"There's no music, though."

"Hermione, have you forgotten," he said, "I'm a wizard and you're a witch. We don't need a radio. You know that."

Hermione blushed a bit.

Harry got up and pulled his wand from his pocket. He did a simple spell and the sound of a classical piano filled their ears.

Harry outstretched his hand again. This time, Hermione reached for it. However, she hesitated before taking it.

They began to dance slowly. Harry was holding onto her waist and she was holding on to his neck. They stared deeply into each other's eyes.

After about five minute, Harry suddenly stopped.

"I'm not sure…" he said slowly, looking at her.

"Huh?" she said. She didn't know what was going on.

Out of nowhere, Harry captured her lips with his own. Hermione was surprised at first, but then she started to kiss back.

This was heaven for her. She'd dreamt of this for such a long time. Harry was in heaven too. It had been such a long time since he'd held another woman.

Hermione broke the kiss and they both panted for a while. Harry picked her up bridal style slowly and carried her into the next room. There was a bed in there and he set her down on it. The whole time, he was staring straight at her.

They began to kiss again, this time a bit more heatedly. They only broke the kiss once so that Harry could lift her shirt over her head. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra strap. Then, he skillfully unbuttoned her pants and slid them off.

Suddenly, she felt very exposed. She was almost completely naked, and he wasn't even undressed yet.

Finally, he pulled off his own shirt and undid his pants. Hermione watched hungrily. After they were just in their underwear, Harry began to kiss her softly.

Soon the kiss was getting faster and faster. Their tongues battled for dominance. She could feel his member rubbing up and down her inner thigh.

Harry broke the kiss and slowly pulled down her panties. She watched him as he pulled off his boxers as well.

After another session of snogging, Harry positioned himself outside of her. He pushed himself slowly into her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, allowing more access. She moaned loudly as she felt him.

He began to thrust into her and she thrust back. Hermione began to breathe heavily as he went in and out of her roughly, but sweetly.

He kissed her and quickened his pace. She began to call his name out in ecstasy. Harry buried his face into her hair, grunting her name each time as he thrust into her.

"Oh, Hermione," he moaned as he released into her. He pulled himself out and laid on top of her.

They both panted heavily as their sweat trickled down their bodies. After their breathing returned to its normal state, he found enough energy to pull himself off of her. He lay down next to her and admired her beauty.

"Hermione?" he said,

"Hm?" she responded.

"I think I love you," he said slowly.

Hermione reach up to stroke his face. "I think I…" but then her eyes opened wide. She'd caught sight of her ring.

Jason. That was the only thing she could think of. She'd promised herself to a man and this is what she was doing. Was she some sort of tramp?

She quickly got up and began to dress.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked, sitting up.

"I…" she said, tears filling her eyes.

"You what?" he asked.

She paused, but she couldn't say it. She just brought her hand up to her lips to stifle her sob.

Then he saw the ring too. His eyes widened as she backed away. He opened his mouth to say something but Hermione just took off running, with the tears finally spilling from her eyes. Harry stared after her.

Hermione ran straight into the forest. She didn't know where she was going. She just kept on running.

Finally, after a while, she stopped. She clung to a tree sobbing like mad.

Suddenly, he felt hands grasp her shoulders.

"I love you too," she sobbed, "I love you. I love you so much."

The hands turned her around. "Hey," the person said, "I love you too."

The words echoed in her head. They weren't Harry's. They were someone else's. This wasn't Harry. It was Jason. Hermione just stared.

Harry, in the meantime, had run back to the barn, in hope that Hermione was there.

"Hermione!" he called, as he got there. He saw Anna and went to her. "Anna, have you seen Hermione?"

"Well, there she is," pointing to Mya. She wasn't really paying attention because there was a massive leak in the ceiling and she was trying to find someone to fix it.

"No…not this one. The other one," he said.

"Here, hold this," she said, handing him a bucket, "Put it underneath that leak."

"Anna…" he said impatiently, "Hermione!" he called again.

The door opened and Hermione walked in. Harry turned to see her.

"Harry, I…" she began.

"Hermione," he interrupted, "I have to talk to you. Actually, it's the same thing I was about to talk to you about but you ran off…"

However, he was silenced as Jason stumbled into the barn.

"Oh," Jason said to Hermione, laughing, "This is your stupid summer camp?"

Hermione looked sadly at Harry.

"Hi, guys," Jason said. Then he caught sight of Harry too, "Hey, I know you from somewhere," he said, trying to think of where he'd seen Harry before, "Ah, yes. Telephone man!"

"Yup," Harry said, trying his best to fake a smile.

"What's up, dude," he said, "What're you doing here?"

Harry looked down as Mya grasped his hand, looking at Jason with sadness written all over her face.

"Is that your Hermione?" Jason asked, pointing at Mya.

"Hmm," Harry nodded. Then, he looked over at Hermione, "This is my Hermione."

"And this," Jason said, putting his arms around Hermione, "Is my Hermione."

Hermione looked very uncomfortable when he did this. She continued to stare at Harry.

Harry tried to smile. He pulled Mya's hand, which was in his, to his lips and kissed it softly.

The next night, the sky had cleared and it was nice and cool. Harry decided to play a bit of basketball. He was shooting some hoops when Jason came around the corner.

"Wow!" Jason said, "You're pretty good at this. Just like Michael Jordan. "

"I'm not that good," he said, "I've been beaten before."

"Really…? Who won?"

"Hermione."

"You're Hermione? I mean, Mya?"

"Nope, you're Hermione."

"My Hermione…?" Jason asked, laughing and not believing his ears, "She played basketball?"

"Believe it or not…"

"Okay, so tell me," Jason said, "What kind of girl was she in college."

"She was the life of our college," Harry said simply, "Everyone came to her with their problems."

"Well, that hasn't changed. Even I come to her with my problems."

"What like your strange ability to annoy the crap out of people by just walking up to them?" Harry mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing. Anyways, what problems do you have?"

"My problem is that I love her so much, you know?"

"I know…"

"You know? Oh, ha, he knows…" he said to himself. Harry rolled his eyes. This guy was some weird freak of nature. All of a sudden, Jason's tone changed from playful to accusatory, "What kind of friend are you?"

Harry's eyes widened. Did he know?

"Why didn't you come to our engagement?"

Harry let out a sigh of relief. "You're engaged?" he asked, playing dumb.

"Yes," he whispered, "But with great difficulty. And the wedding is next month…hopefully. Hey, listen. Tell your friend that if she doesn't marry me next month I'll…" he looked around, wondering what to say. He saw the basketball in Harry's hand and took it, "I'll marry this basketball."

They both laughed a bit.

"Alright," Jason said, "I have to sleep. Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Harry said. He sat down for while and contemplated his situation. "We live once, die once, get married once, and love…only once," he whispered to himself, "…Hermione…"

The next morning, Hermione was helping Anna cook breakfast.

"Hermione, men are very weak," she said, suddenly, "They make these stupid principles for themselves but don't realize that no principle can override the heart. And we remind these stubborn, weak men that bonds of the heart are based on feelings, not principles. But these bonds are created by telling the other person about their feelings. Tell him what you feel, Hermione."

Hermione hesitated for a while. "Sometimes saying what one feels can break another's heart, Anna."

"But by not saying it, you won't be happy."

Hermione didn't know what to say.

Later that day, a crowd of kids came around her with balloons in their hands.

"Congratulations and Celebrations, We wish Ms. Hermione a happy wedded life…" they all sang. No matter how hard Hermione tried to smile, she couldn't.

After they all left to eat their lunch, Harry approached her.

"Congratulations," he said, outstretching his hand, "Hermione, you didn't even tell me you were engaged. Jason told me that you two are getting married. You're happy, right?" he said, almost cheerfully. Why was he acting like nothing had happened? "You're happy, right?" he repeated, after she hadn't responded.

"Having heard this, are you happy?" she asked, he tone dripping with venom.

"I'm happy for you," he said smiling. What was wrong with him?

"Then how can I be happy?" she asked.

"I don't understand…"

"Something happens, Harry. You wouldn't understand," she said, before walking away. (Remember this from Chapter 6?)

"Something happens, Hermione. You wouldn't understand," he whispered to himself, remembering when he'd said that to her.

Back in Jason's tent, he was bench pressing a chair where Mya was sitting.

"Jason," she said, picking up a picture of Hermione, "May I ask you something?"

"Sure," he said.

"Why are you marrying Ms. Hermione?"

"What?" he asked, putting her down and facing her, "Why? Is something wrong?"

"Yeah, there is. It's quite simple actually," she said.

"Explain."

"You see, you're so handsome…"

"Oh?" he said, laughing a bit.

"…but Ms. Hermione isn't that pretty, is she?" she asked, pointing at the picture.

"Let me see?" Jason said, picking up the photo, "You know, you're right. She's short, she's pale, and her hair is weird." (He's just humoring her, he doesn't really mean it).

"Yeah!" Mya exclaimed, "You know, you can get any girl you want."

"Anyone?"

"Yes!"

"So…what do you think about Anna?"

"Her?" Mya exclaimed, "No, no, no…"

"Why? Am I that bad?"

They both laughed.

"Then you'll have to find a girl for me, Mya," he said, "It's all up to you."

"Found her!"

"Who?" he asked, surprised.

"Her!" she said, pointing at a picture of Nicole Skeeter.

Jason laughed. "That girl who is on TV? 'Hi! This is the Nicole Skeeter Show!'"

"Yup!"

Jason picked up Hermione's picture. "Then what will happen to this Hermione? You'll have to find someone for her too."

"Found him…"

"Found him?"

"Should I tell you?"

"No, no, no…"

"Please!"

"No, no, no…!"

They kept going on like this when a voice at the entrance interrupted them.

"Jason," Hermione said, "I want to leave tonight."

They all just stared at each other in silence for a while.

Mya suddenly got up and ran to her tent with tears overflowing her eyes. She picked up Ashley's picture and hugged it with all her might.

Harry walked in and saw Mya crying. He already knew the reason. He walked over and sat next to her. He hugged her and kissed her forehead softly.

A/N: Please don't be too hard on me!