Love At Last?

by Katy2010

Hermione is a 20 year old teacher at Hogwarts, Oliver is a professional quidditch player, but then he gets a job as the flying teacher, Hermione and Oliver have a romantic past together that ended badly, will they be able to give each other another chance

5. Chapter 5

1The next morning Hermione woke up to see Oliver sleeping beside her, his arms around her, his face just inches away from hers. Hermione, remembering what had occurred the previous night began to blush. Sex last night was just as good as Hermione had remembered. Hermione continued to watch the sleeping Oliver.

Hermione than began to put her arms around Oliver, and then started rubbing his back. This woke Oliver up, when he saw Hermione he smiled, obviously remembering what had happened last night between Hermione and himself. He leaned up and kissed Hermione on the forehead, and then her left cheek, and then her right one, and finally he gave Hermione a long loving kiss on her lips.

"Morning, Beautiful." he said.

Hermione just smiled and got out of bed. She looked at the clock, and was at first alarmed but hen realized it was Saturday and there were no classes to teach today.

"Oliver, I want to cook you breakfast, what do you want?"

" 'Mione," Oliver said in a sleepy but amused voice, "you don't have to cook me breakfast, now come back to bed."

"But, Ollie Baby, I want to!" Hermione protested.

"Well, if you are sure, than you cook me whatever you want." Oliver said.

Hermione went into her kitchen and began to crack eggs for Oliver's breakfast. Soon Oliver came down with nothing but his boxers on and began to put his arms around Hermione's waist. Hermione was standing over the stove trying to cook the eggs. Oliver spun Hermione around so that she was facing him, and began to kiss her. This carried on for some time until Hermione smelled what seemed like burnt rubber. Then she knew exactly what it was.

"Crap!" Hermione cried. She grabbed the skillet which was filled with black smoke and what appeared to have once been an egg. She pulled her wand out, and tapped the skillet three times, and the black smoke was gone, but the charcoal egg remained. Hermione dumped it out in the trash, and said in a sad tone "Oliver, I wanted to cook you a good breakfast, but all I have managed to do is make a mess!"

"Love, it is all right. You will have plenty of other opportunities to make me breakfast." Oliver said helpfully.

Hermione gave a weak smile, took Oliver by the hand and led him back up to the bedroom.