Hermione's head was swirling with different emotions, all of them amazing. Harry Potter was holding her in his arms. She was experiencing the most amazing kiss of her life. His lips were pressing down on hers with such passion. She opened her mouth slightly, biting his lower lip. He met her playfulness by placing his tongue deep into her mouth. Harry's hands were sliding up and down the sides of her back. It sent shivers down her spine.

Hermione broke the kiss. Both her and Harry were breathing deeply trying to catch their breath. They stared into one another's eyes, not saying a word, but knew full well what they other was feeling. Finally Harry broke the silence.

"I love you so much Hermione."

"I love you too Harry."

"I meant what I said. It's only just begun. This is a new part of our lives together and I am going to make sure that it's the best that it can be. For you and for us."

He pulled her once more into his embrace. She nestled her head onto his chest. Nothing had ever felt as right to her as this did. Being in Harry's arms and knowing that this feeling wasn't going to end.

Harry did mean what he had just said. He and Hermione were together, really together. He promised himself that he wasn't going to let his jealousy get the better of him anymore. He knew that after the kiss they just shared, that she really did love him as much as he loved her. This night was going just as he had hoped it would.

Harry stepped back and smiled at Hermione. He loved how beautiful she was. Harry walked over to the door of the room and pressed a small button on the door.

"Yes, Mr. Potter?" came a voice over an intercom.

"We're ready to continue."

"Yes sir."

Harry walked back over to Hermione and motioned for her to sit down once more.

"What are you up to now Harry Potter?" Hermione inquired. "You have that look on your face."

"What look?" Harry said innocently.

"You know what I am talking about. The one that says "I'm up to something"."

"You know me too well 'mione. But this time I promise that it is something good."

"Promise?"

Harry reached across the table and took her hands. "I promise."

A few seconds later, the same man from before entered into the room followed by a string quartet and two waiters. A huge smile spread across Hermione's face as the waiters served them dinner. A few minutes after that, the soft music of the quartet filled the room.

After eating an exquisite meal, Harry extended his hand to Hermione.

"May I have this dance?"

"Of course," Hermione replied getting up from the table.

Harry spun her around then pulled her into him as he placed his hand on her back and guided her around the middle of the floor gently moving side to side.

"You know, I really love everything tonight Harry. But I have to tell you, dancing with you is a definite surprise. You hate dancing!" She laughed.

Harry twirled her around again then brought her back into him.

"That's true. But I know that you like to dance, so I made an exception."

"I'm honored."

"You should be."

Hermione gave him a soft slap on the arm.

"Don't go getting conceded on me Potter," she joked.

"Never" he said.

He placed a kiss on her lips once more. The music had stopped and the quartet left the room. Harry and Hermione didn't seem to notice. They stayed wrapped in each other's arms, savoring every touch between them. Hermione's stomach was filled with butterflies. Every time that Harry moved his hand or caressed her check, she felt as though she was going to faint.

By the soft moan that escaped from Hermione's mouth, Harry knew that she was loving every movement he was making on her body. His mouth trailed down her neck and he felt her shiver as he kissed her shoulder then up to her ear. He wanted to kiss every part of her body. He wanted to explore places that he had only knew from his dreams. He let his hand slowly trace the side of her face and then down her throat and across her chest. She gasped slightly as Harry brushed her breast. He looked her in the eyes. She knew that he was waiting for a signal from her whether to let it happen again or to stop. She just smiled and took his hand and placed it directly on her chest. Harry knew that she was ok with taking things further. He cupped her breast and ran his finger playfully around the nipple he could feel through her dress. He was turning her on she was doing the same thing to him. He could feel his pants getting tighter. Harry wasn't the only one to notice it either. Hermione could feel him pressing against her leg. Harry stepped back.

"Sorry about that."

"Don't be. I'm glad that I can do that to you."

"You can do a lot of things to me Hermione."

"Is that a good thing?" she asked as she traced her finger down the front of his suit.

Harry was starting to squirm a little.

"You know that it is."

"Well" she whispered as she stepped even closer to Harry, "I guess I should do it more often."

She reached up and clamped her mouth on Harry's with such a force that he had to steady himself.

"Hermione" Harry gasped.

"What?" she said with a hushed voice.

"I have a room upstairs."

Hermione stopped what she was doing and looked up at Harry.

"I thought that maybe, if you wanted, we could take this party up there?"

Hermione bit her lower lip. Was this really going to happen tonight, she asked herself.

"We don't have to 'mione. I don't want you to do anything you don't want. I'm perfectly happy with staying here." Harry hoped that he hadn't ruined anything with his suggestion.

"You're right Harry."

"Right about what?"

"I think this party would be better upstairs." …..

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