Temptress: cowers under table Please don't hurt me…………I didn't have time to write the last chappie so Angel did….and now I'm doing this one……..and for all the lovely reviewers out there who are still reading this, I'm gonna make sure that this is EXTRA long for u guys……I hope…..hehehe

Disclaimer: I don't own nothin' 'cept the clothes on my back…..

Chapter 5: Sweet Dreams

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"Hey, Harry. Where's Mione?" Ron asked nonchalantly, getting off the train.

"Um . . . I dunno," said Harry walking to the horseless carriage, a smirk creeping onto his handsome face.

"Hey! Guys! Wait up!" yelled a flustered Hermione, as she ran to catch up with them.

"Oh, hey," said Ron, as he got into a carriage.

"Where were you guys? Ron and I have been waiting in the other compartment," asked Lavender curiously, as she hurried into the seat next to Ron.

"Sorry I left like that, baby," Lavender whispered huskily into Ron's ear as she kissed him on the cheek, "I was talking to a couple of friends."

"It's ok, love," Ron whispered back, kissing Lavender on the lips rather passionately.

"Ahem," Harry coughed feeling a bit flustered from their little display of affection.

"Sorry, mate," Ron apologized going red.

Lavender just laughed as she noticed Hermione gazing out the window. She looked a little bit flushed. "So . . . Hermione how was your summer? I missed the girls so much. We all seriously need to catch up on the little subject I like to call 'boys'. Like, who's dating who and who snogged both Malfoy and Harry."

Hermione spun around and looked at Lavender as if she grew two heads. "What did you say!" she asked with fear entwined in her voice.

"I just said that we needed to catch up on the latest gossip of guys, like, who's dating who and who's hot and who's not," she said uncertain. Hermione, if it was possible, grew even redder from embarrassment. Her mouth made an "O" shape then she gazed back out the window some more. How could I think she would say something like that? I'm hallucinating. No one knows about what happened on the train. Or, at least I hope not. I'm not going to let something like that happen again. Harry's one of my best friends and Malfoy is just plain trouble. Ooooooooo . . . but their kisses were soooo good I could just me- What in Merlin's name am I thinking? I know! Maybe, I'm just suffering from malnutrition. I just need to eat something and then I'll be good as new. Then, maybe, cover Harry in chocolate and lick it all of- AAAAAAAAaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! What the heck? I think I'm losing my mind! I'm going insa- WOW! Hogwarts looks even more beautiful than I remembered. She mused after ending her little rant. The beautiful gothic style castle stood erect under the vast black clouds surrounding it. Lightning illuminated the ancient fortress making it look even more majestic than usual.

Just as the carriage lurched into a sudden stop in front of the castle Hermione fell on top of Harry, who was sitting across from her. After the initial shock had worn off chocolate brown eyes met emerald green ones in an intense staring contest. They were so close. She could feel his heart thumping wildly in his chest. She could feel his warm breath tingling her face. She could feel the heat rising out through his robe. And suddenly the moment that they had shared on the train hours before seemed so welcoming. So inviting. Their lips were only an inch apart and steadily getting closer . . . closer . . . closer. But he didn't ravage her lips as they had both wanted the other to do. No. Instead, he whispered in her ear. His voice was husky and laced with lust that had been filling in him ever since he had met her. His Angel. But he pushed that thought away, for now. "Well, well, well. Never thought we'd find ourselves in the same position so soon."

"Yeah. Coincidences," she giggled unfazed.

"If you two lovebirds are done snogging, will you please hurry up so we can eat? I'm starving over here," joked Ron good-naturedly already getting down from the carriage with Lavender.

Hermione blushed, swiftly getting off of Harry, and hurrying down to where Ron and Lavender were.

She left Harry by himself as he walked to the Great Hall. Hmmm . . . Harry mused. I don't think Hogwarts could look even better. Nor can Hermione. This year is going to be so much interesting. She will be mine. I'm going to make sure of it. That was his last thought before he entered the Great Hall scanning every head for the woman that had captivated his heart for the past 6 years.

"Hey guys. Good Merlin, I'm starving," exclaimed Harry as he sat across from Hermione.

Hermione tried not to look at him. But was failing very miserably.

"Hm . . . Harry there is something different about you. I can't place a finger on it, but there's something very different," Lavender said thoughtfully, "Don't you think so, Hermione? Don't you think Harry's changed?"

Hermione looked down at her golden plate, yet to be filled with food, and mumbled something.

"Can you say that a little bit louder, Mione? I can't really hear you with all this noise," said Lavender raising her voice.

"Uh, yeah. Harry's changed," repeated Hermione. She chanced a small glance towards Harry and saw him with the faintest smirk.

"Settle down, children. Settle down," Professor Dumbledore said jovially to all of the students.

"Now, before we fill ourselves to the brim, I have a few start of the term notices," his loud voice boomed throughout the entire hall, "The first is for everyone to note that the Forbidden Forest is, well, forbidden. Hence the name. The second is that I want to present this years Head students. The Head Boy and Head Girl for this year is our very own Harry Potter and Hermione Granger from Gryffindor. And last but not least: ooglie booglie boo!" almost at once the four tables contained every kind of food that could make mouths water.

"FINALLY!" exclaimed Ron helping himself to every kind of food imaginable.

"Goodness, Ron. It seems like you haven't eaten in forever," teased Harry.

"A growing boy needs his food. Now sod off," grumbled Ron spitting food as he talked. Everyone at the table laughed except Hermione who was disgusted by his 'really bad table manners'.

At long last every one of the dishes had been cleared off the tables and all of the students trudged off to bed claiming that they shouldn't have to walk that far to their respectable towers.

"Harry. Hermione. Where are you guys going off to?" Ron asked sleepily stifling a yawn.

"Ron, you know just as well as I do that the Head students have their own dormitories," explained Hermione. Suddenly it just dawned on Hermione that she would be sharing the same tower as him. Harry. The boy – man – that made her knees go weak, her stomach do flip flops, and her mouth water. But she wouldn't let those bother her.

"Hermione? Is something wrong? You look sick all of a sudden. Should I take you to Madame Pomfrey?" asked Lavender in worry.

"Huh? No . . . I'm fine. Just tired, I guess. Well, we really have to get going. We have classes tomorrow," Hermione spoke quickly. "Come on, Harry."

"Yeah, goodnight guys," Harry trailed off after her.

"Goodnight," Lavender and Ron said simultaneously as they left for Gryffindor tower.

"Well, Mione, can't wait for classes tomorrow. Reckon Snape'll be even worse than the last six years?" chuckled Harry.

"Or really happy because this is your last year," remarked Hermione.

"True," said Harry after thinking about it. Finally! I get Hermione all to myself.

"Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans," Harry said the password as they reached the portrait.

When the portrait hole opened all they could do was gasp. It was decorated in red and gold. The cackling fireplace made the room more homely and livable. It was about the same size as the Gryffindor tower but without all of the students it seemed a whole lot bigger.

"Whoa! I think I've died and gone to heaven," Harry said in awe, "I'm gonna go and check up my room," he said and ran up the stairs on the left. Now, that left Hermione to gaze around the commons area where she would probably spend most of her time studying. With him.

"HOLY MERLIN!" came a shout from Harry's room. Hermione shot up the steps and ran to see what was going on.

She gasped. It was even more beautiful than downstairs. It was decorated in the same colors but the desks, chairs, and bed were made of mahogany. There seemed to be a soft glow coming from the walls, which made the room seem so peaceful, so serene. Wow! I wonder if my room is like this. And with that she raced out of his room to check out hers.

Hermione entered her room unexpectedly as to what it would hold in store. Oh, Merlin! She gasped. It was even more beautiful. Although it had the same, distinct features of Harry's room hers had a more feminine and an ethereal look to it.

"Wow! Hermione, it looks even better than my room. Now, I'm feeling jealous," Harry whistled behind Hermione.

"Merlin! Harry! Never sneak up on me again!" yelled a shocked Hermione as she turned around to face him. Bad idea. He was right in front of her. She could even smell his Tommy Hilfiger cologne from where she was standing.

They were both breathing rather raggedly as he lowered his head in a kiss, but he stopped a couple inches from her lips and whispered in a growling voice, "I'm gonna go to bed now. Goodnight," he said then was about to leave before he added in the same tone, "Sweet dreams."

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Temptress: thought I'd end it there did ya? Hahahahaha…..I'm not that mean although this is a good place to end it…..but I have kept all of my faithful reviewers waiting so I have decided to elongate this chappie…..only if you guys review! PEACE OUT! Enjoy the rest of the chappie…….

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Hermione moaned. "Oh, Harry. Merlin, I want you so bad," she gasped out.

Harry was giving her light butterfly kisses around her jaw and dragged his lips lightly down her neck, making a fiery trail that made Hermione shiver in ecstasy under him. Harry groaned, "Hermione, do you know what you do to me?" he asked her as she dug her fingers deeply into his smooth, tan skin of his back.

He slightly nipped at the skin between her neck and shoulder then kissed back up to her mouth. He ravished her lips till it became swollen. But it wasn't enough. Not to Harry. He wanted more.

He savagely tore at Hermione's school shirt, ripping all the buttons out in the process. Her milky white breasts were moving up and down in the same rhythm as her agonizing breathing. Harry stared at this new found flesh and decided to give in to the lust that encompasses most of the male gender. He hurriedly kissed the right breasts and gave the same treatment to the left. He thought that this insatiable hunger for the woman lying underneath him would lessen as time wore on, but low and behold, her moaning and gasping beneath him were taking him over the edge.

Hermione's lips were swollen and slightly parted letting in the irregular breaths that this man had bestowed upon her. He looked so bloody sexy when he stared at her from above their position. His tousled, black hair that was never tidy, his chiseled tan chest which was the work of many years of Quidditch, and his entrancing emerald eyes that looked almost black from the state that they were in. She knew what she wanted and there was nobody in the way to take it from her. She wanted him. And by Merlin she was going to have him.

"Harry…….oh, Merlin, Harry," she gasped again as he began sucking on her neck.

"Yes, love?" he asked in a low growl. But what she said, he wasn't prepared for, "Take me now! Please….please don't stop," she moaned, upset that he discontinued his torturous kisses.

"Hermione…..are you sure? I don't want you to regret anything," he said concernedly.

Hermione looked up at him with love felt eyes. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, "Harry, I will never regret doing anything with you."

Harry shivered at the thought of the sin that they were about to commit that night.

"Harry," she said inaudibly, "please take me." Harry looked over at her again and smiled greedily as he lowered his head and began to suck gently on the side of her neck.

Hermione gasped and moved her position on the bed so that he was in between her legs. Harry took this opportunity to remove his hold of her and put his hand on her thigh. She shivered in anticipation as his hand crawled up her leg rather slowly, in her opinion.

"Harry," she was able to say, "stop teasing me……"

After one last look at the woman beneath him he had shed off the remainder of his clothes as well as Hermione's.

He propped himself up on his elbows as he looked at his beautiful angel. She was breathing hard and staring up at him with lust-filled eyes. He smiled sincerely and removed some hair that were sticking to her face at the moment. He, then, lowered his head and kissed her gently and let his lips linger on hers for a moment before he said, "I don't want to hurt you, Hermione."

Hermione gazed up at him with trust in her eyes, "I trust you, Harry. I know you won't hurt me."

Harry sighed and kept his emerald orbs glued to her brown ones. He moved his knee in between hers and nudged her legs apart. He carefully put his whole weight on her making sure that she wouldn't be crushed. He kept on gazing lovingly at her as he began to enter, but before he did he said the words she had longed to hear from him ever since their first train trip to Hogwarts, "I love –"

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

Hermione jerked awake from her NC-17 rated dream and quickly shut her alarm clock off. She woke up from a stupor and couldn't remember what the dream was about, but a couple of seconds later her mind had it registered and her eyes grew as wide as saucers. Oh my goodness! Nooooo…I couldn't have dreamt that. Could I? Harry and I are just friends. That's all we are…just friends. She reassured herself.

She sat up in bed, the covers pooling around her, as she wiped the sleep from her eyes. She yawned and stretched out her body. She moved to get out of bed but noticed someone else's presence as the morning sunlight filtered through the maroon colored curtains.

She gasped, "Harry! What are you doing here," she blushed as she remembered last nights dream.

Harry stood stock-still at her doorway, gazing at her through lust-filled eyes as he shut the door behind him and strode over to her bed.

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Temptress: Phew! That took a while to finish. But I never realized how fun this chapter would be. So, here's chapter 6. I hope you enjoyed it and I'm really sorry for the cliffy, but can't a temptress have a little fun once in a while. smiles innocently It's already 12:39 in the morning and I'm not tired yet. I had soooo much fun with this chappie and I hope it shows in my work. crosses fingers Well, Angel and I hope you guys enjoyed it and please read and review. The more reviews we get the longer the chappies will become….well, maybe. :p

I just wanted to give a few shout outs to the people in my life who have pushed me to my limits to try and get this chapter out coughs:

Angel a.k.a Jen: thanks for encouraging me to finish the chappie even though I didn't have any inspirations

Sandra: u were always telling me to update as fast as I could and go on with the story so I wouldn't disappoint my reviewers. Well, I hope they're not disappointed now……hehehe BTW: Snape is soooo ugly…..u must be blind if u thought he was HOT! Hehehehe…….sorry, I needed to get that out of my system….

Viri: I don't know what to say other than 'u rock'…..u also encouraged me to finish this…..

Lyn: if it wasn't for your perverted ways I don't think any of this lime would have been any better….lol

And to that special guy in my life: he doesn't know who he is, but all my friends do (or so I hope)….well, if it wasn't for the fact that you're in my dreams every night, I don't know if I would have even done a lime…you're the basic inspiration that has even got me doing this. You're awesome…..