A/N: Hey! We're back with the second chappie. Sorry it took so freakin' long!!!
Angel: It's all Temptresses' fault; she was the one with summer school.
Temptress: Hey, I resent that!
Angel: Well, it's true.
Temptress: So? ::sticks tongue out::
Angel: How immature! ::sticks tongue out::
Temptress: Look who's talking?
Angel: And I had to write most of this chappie since temptress was away at summer school.
Temptress: I told you. It's not my fault.
Angel: Riiigghhhttt . . . oh well, enjoy the story!
Temptress: Ditto =D
Disclaimer: We don't own any HP characters, so don't sue us. Not that we have any money. ::opens wallet to find spider webs::
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Chapter 1: Giving In
Hermione stepped out of the barrier, and onto Platform 93/4 , where the magnificent Hogwarts Express stood before her eyes, blowing out blankets of clouds that surrounded the platform. She went in search of her two best friends. She then stepped onto the train to begin her search.
Out of curiosity, she decided to check out the Head Boy/Head Girl compartment first. As she walked in, she noticed that it was bigger and more comfortable than all the other compartments.
::I'm getting distracted. What I should be doing is go find Harry and Ron.::
And with that, she slowly walked backward still admiring the beautiful room, when she bumped against something.
Something soft and warm.
That something let out an "Ooffhh," which made her turn around.
"I'm so sorr-. . ." She said quickly, thinking of how clumsy she was when she looked up into dark emerald eyes.
"H-Harry?" She asked, not sure of herself.
"Who else?" He said as he gave her a dazzling smile.
"Harry!" She said, as she jumped up and gave him a hug.
She felt his body stiffen when she hugged him for some reason, but she shook the thought away, as she asked him what he was doing in the Head Girl/Boy compartment.
He laughed as he said, "Can't you at least invite me to sit down first?"
She blushed at her rudeness. "Oh, I'm sorry Harry. Of course you can sit down."
They sat down across from each other, as Harry looked around and gave a whistle.
"This is nice. Better then the normal ones definitely. I think I'll like enjoy staying here for the rest of the trip," he said.
She shook her head as she said, "Harry, you can't. This is-"And then it hit her.
"You've been made Head Boy!" She exclaimed.
He gave a smirk. "You know Hermione, for being the smartest witch at school, I'd think you would've figured it out sooner," he said, teasing her.
"Hey!" She said smiling, as she playfully kicked him.
She couldn't help but notice how her best friend had definitely grown over the summer. He was taller, although his messy, black hair was still the same. Those captivating eyes were somewhat darker, but had a sparkle in them. His body most certainly buffed out. Not a lot, just enough so that she could see his muscles through the shirt that he was wearing. It was probably due to Quidditch, no doubt.
"Oh Harry this is going to be great!" She said excitedly.
"So where's Ron?" She asked, suddenly remembering her other best friend out of all the excitement.
"He's in the compartment at the back," He said, sitting back lazily, relaxing. "He's with his new girlfriend, Lavender," he said.
"Oh my god! Ron has a girlfriend? Well that's great!" She said, feeling happy for her friend. "So where did they meet?"
"Well, we were going to buy our school supplies, and we kinda ran into her, and then I guess things just kinda hit it off between the two of them."
"Oh. . .that's nice." Hermione said.
The Hogwarts Express blew its whistle, signaling that there were only a few minutes before it left.
And then there was silence.
It was rather uncomfortable and awkward sitting there in silence.
Of course Hermione felt most awkward since she usually talked the whole time on their train trip to Hogwarts. But for some reason, she was at a loss for words this time.
Maybe it was the intense silence.
Or maybe it was a pair of intense, emerald eyes staring at her.
She turned and looked out the window, trying to ignore the gaze, her shoulder-length, wavy hair turning with her, draping around her like a blanket.
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::She has changed a lot over the summer, although she says she's still the same:: thought Harry.
He was stunned at her beauty when he first saw her in the compartment. She had grown more beautiful this past summer, if that was even possible. She curved out perfectly, and her hair was tamed into silky, wavy locks that were gracefully framing her face and enshrouded her like a cloak. Her cheeks were flustered from all the exciting news earlier.
He knew she was uncomfortable with him staring at her, and that he probably shouldn't be staring at her like that, but he couldn't help it.
She was beautiful. Perfect. Especially when she smiled or laughed. She was like a magnificent piece of art.
No. . .better yet. . .she was a goddess.
::Awww bloody hell! I'm tired of being the shy, quiet one.:: was his last thought before the train blew its whistle once more and started going.
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####Lime scene ahead! Warning!#######
Both of them were taken off guard and tried to find something to hang on to.
Thanks to his quick Quidditch reflexes, he was able to hang on and keep his balance.
It was a different story for Hermione.
She gave an "Ooff," and flew off her seat, slamming right into Harry.
She had landed in Harry's lap, and she was kneeling with each of his legs on either side of hers.
"Ouch," she said, as she looked up to see if Harry was okay.
"Sorry Harry, I guess I was startled and couldn't hang on," she said as she gave him a smile of embarrassment."
She instantly shut up as she saw the expression on his face.
Or more like what she saw in his eyes.
They were dark and were looking at her in a somewhat predatorily way. It made her nervous.
"Uhh. . .Harry?" She asked, bringing a hand to his cheek to see if he was alright.
She was surprised when he took in a breath when she touched his cheek and closed his eyes.
"Are you. . .are you okay?" She asked, stuttering and feeling scared.
She withdrew her hand from his cheek, or at least she tried to.
His hand was holding hers against his cheek at the moment, and then he opened his eyes, still holding the same expression that had made her nervous before.
"Harry. . .wha- what are you doing?" she asked in a mere whisper now.
"You know. . ." he spoke, for the first time since she had fallen in his lap.
"I think," he said as he leaned towards her, their faces mere inches from touching, "that waiting for the past six years deserves some kind of reward," he whispered to her in a deep and husky voice that she had never heard from him before.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about. . ." she said, confused. She had never seen this side of him before.
It was dark and seductive.
It was daring and bold.
It was tempting and she was falling for him. . .
"Oh, you'll find out soon enough. . ." he whispered to her, breaking her thoughts.
He looked so delicious just laying there, his hair all ruffled up, his eyes were dark and enticing.
And with her body pressed tightly up against his muscled body didn't help either.
She suddenly thought of his lips the way she never did before.
They suddenly seemed so welcoming.
Tempting. . .
Waiting. . .
For her to give in. . .
And she got her wish.
As a pair of warm, soft lips touched her own.
She gave a low moan, but it was enough for him to hear.
His hands had found their way around her waist, and her hands had found theirs around his neck.
It was too much to resist.
She was straddling him now, him holding her tightly.
Their kiss had turned from gentle and mild to fierce and passionate, full of want.
She didn't understand all these feelings. She didn't understand how and why he was making her feel this way. He was only her best friend after all. But, at the moment, she actually enjoyed being more. She was confused, but that didn't stop her.
For some reason she couldn't get enough of him, even if it was only a kiss, and one of her hands came up and went through his soft, black hair on its own, and the other found itself on his chest, softly trailing up and down on his muscles.
She laughed when he gave a growl and kissed her even harder.
She felt him massaging her back in circles, while the other hand traced her curves seductively.
"Harry. . ." she said, relishing in his treatment.
And then it hit her.
::Oh Merlin! What am I doing with Harry? Oh Merlin, this is soo wrong! Oh Merlin! Oh Merlin!:: She thought.
She gave a push, but her mere push didn't make Harry let go of his strong grip on her.
She gave another push and this time it caught his attention.
"What?" He said, thinking why she did that.
"Harry, please let me go," Hermione replied as calmly as she could. Although that was hard considering how she was breathing erratically and her face was flustered.
"Why?" he asked her stupidly.
She gave an annoyed growl and said, "Harry Potter, let me go this instant!"
And with that she mustered all the power she had at the moment, and pushed herself away from him so that she was now standing and he was still laying back, staring up at her lazily.
"I-I think I'll go see Ron and Lavender. . ." Hermione said nervously, as she quickly opened the compartment door and closed it.
She was in such a rush to get out, that she didn't hear Harry say, "You don't know it yet. . .but you will be mine. . .you will come to me, too. . .willingly. . ."
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Angel: Pheewww! Wow, I can't believe this chappie took 7 pages! Woo-hoo! I must be on a roll!!! :) See? That was worth the wait, wasn't it?
Temptress: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Angel: Admit it, I'm good. . .
Temptress: ::mumbles::
Angel: I can't hear you!
Temptress: Okay, you're good. . .sheesh!
Angel: Heheh! :)
Temptress: Well, please read and review or no updates!
Angel: ::nods:: uh-huh, what she said.
::Angel And Temptress::