This is wrong…
That thought echoed through her mind as Harry kissed her. She loved him, but not like that… She pulled away from him and saw the hurt apparent in his eyes.
"Hermione…" he whispered softly "I- "
She cut him off by kissing him again. He was about to apologize, but she did not want to hurt him, to reject him… she was afraid he'd hurt himself more if she did…
She let him take out his anger on her. His kisser became deeper, rougher. His hands were ungentle but desperate. He reached up to touch her breast and instead of pulling away she let him grab her. He needed this… needed her…
Please god, let me take away his pain…The train ride to Hogwarts was unusually quiet.
"What is with you two?" Ron asked after the trolley lady came by.
"Nothing" they both replied in the same monotone. Harry seemed to be staring out the window and Hermione was pretending to read "Standard book of Spells grade 6" but was stealing glances at Harry every 5 seconds or so. (Not that Ron noticed that)
"Whatever you say." he said rolling his eyes before leaving to find Ginny to play Exploding Snap.
When the door closed, Hermione broke the silence "Harry… about last night"
"What about it?"
"Well… that's what I'm asking… what was it?"
Harry sighed. "Exactly what it was… 2 friends getting caught up in the moment and letting their hormones get away with them."
"Oh…"
"Well, what did you want it to be?" He asked.
"I was hopeful something would come of it…" maybe then I'll feel less dirty about it…
"Like what? I'm not going to ask you out if that's what you're getting at"
"Why not?" She asked quietly. His words stung her.
Harry was quiet for a moment then moved over to sit beside her. He took her hand and looked at her. "Hermione… there are too many people after me, if we went out, you'd be more of a target than you already are."
She nodded. "I know… bu-"
He cut her off with another kiss.