Story: Where Are You Now?
Author: J.E.A.R.K.Potter (Jackie)
Rating: K+ (but for a little bit of this chapter, kind of M rated, but it says 'foreplay', so yeah... Just skip if extremely offended)
Disclaimer: See Ch. 1--I noticed I made a change in the story compared to the disclaimer is earlier chapters... My character name for Hermione's boss is Michaela Underwood, not Nelson. So I own Michaela Underwood, not a Michael Nelson.A/N--Sorry for such a long wait. I lost this story and have to rewrite it from scratch. Plus, I've been lazy...
Chapter 4
Christmas Tidings(Seven years ago-Before the Party-Christmas, 4:00 A.M.)
(Hermione's POV)
Christmas day. Harry always has loved Christmas since he came to Hogwarts. When I heard my door open, I knew it had to be him.
"Hermione," he whispered, slightly shaking me.
I rolled over into my pillow and moaned. "Harry... It's four in the bloody morning!"
"It's Christmas, though!" Harry said excitedly.
"Doesn't mean we have to be up this early," I whined.
"Will you at least open your eyes and look at me?" he begged.
I opened my eyes to see him in a beater and boxers. I rolled my eyes when I saw the evil grin he also wore across his face.
"Why did you roll your eyes?" he asked me.
"'Cause I know your grin means you're up to something."
"Damn, you caught me," he said as he jumped up on my bed and started tickling my sides.
"Harry! Har---hahahaha," now I couldn't stop laughing!
"Will you wake up?"
"No."
When I said that, Harry tickled me harder.
"I'll get up! I surrender!" I squealed.
Harry stopped, straddling me. He looked down into my eyes. I'll always remember the look in his eyes as he saw me blushing a deep red.
"Any one ever tell you you're adorable when you blush?" he asked softly.
This made me blush even worse. I smiled and asked, "So, why did I have to be up this early?"
"I want to open presents!" he said, sounding ridiculous.
"Open presents?"
"Whenever Ron is here, he wakes me up this early, then we end up going back to bed," Harry said as he stood up, then helped me up.
"Let me get changed. I'll meet you in the commons in half an hour," I said, slowly edging to my bathroom.
"Come on! It's no fun already dressed and everything! Plus, we can go back to bed afterwards," he reached out and held me around my waist.
I sighed. "I guess. Lead the way."
We walked together, me leaning back on him, as he held me around the waist. My hands found their way to be holding his hands.
Sitting side by side next to our tree in our head commons, we took turns opening presents from different people.
After Harry and I finished with everyone else's presents, we went to get each other's. I grabbed mine from under a chair and went back to sitting. He came back and sat next to me.
I handed mine to him and he handed is to me.
Slowly I opened the small present. It was a deep green velvet box. I pulled open it and gasped. Harry had bought me a silver bracelet. Many broomsticks, books, and hearts hung as charms.
"The broomsticks represent me, since I love playing Quidditch. The books represent you, 'cause you're a bookworm. The hearts represent this relationship and how much I care about you," Harry said.
"Thank you, Harry," I said, looking up to him as he looked down at me.
"Want help?" he asked, motioning me to give him the bracelet.
I handed him the gift. He wrapped the bracelet around my wrist and clasped it.
"Beautiful," he whispered, giving me a soft kiss on the lips.
I smiled as I pulled away. "Want to look through yours?" I asked.
I moved over to be sitting between his legs. He put his arms around my waist and opened the book. The inside cover said, 'To Harry. Never forget about us. Love, Hermione"
We flipped through the album with pictures of our friends, his Quidditch matches, and various other pictures. Every one had a story behind it.
The last page had the only picture of us alone together, as a couple. We had our foreheads rested together. Since it was a magical photo, we came together and kissed.
"I love it. Almost as much as I love you," he whispered as he sat down his present.
((THIS IS WHERE THE FOREPLAY STARTS-IF YA DON'T WANNA READ IT,
THEN YA...))
He pulled me closer and kissed behind my ear gently nipping at my earlobe.
This drives me nuts! I turned around to be straddling his hips and kissing him, almost hungrily.
He responded. Slowly he slipped his tongue into my mouth.
I pulled back to breath. Never had I felt the longing for Harry like this. I stared into his eyes and saw the same feeling. I lowered my head and started to leave butterfly kisses on his neck.
His hands moved along the small of my back, still holding me.
"I want you," I whispered as I worked my way up to his ear.
He looked into my eyes and kissed me softly.
((IT'S OKAY AGAIN!))
That morning Harry and I had sex for the first time. It truly was the best Christmas gift I ever had received.
(Harry's POV)
Quietly I opened the door to Hermione's bedroom. Christmas morning was finally here!
"Hermione," I whispered, shaking her a little.
She moaned as she rolled over into her pillows. "Harry... It's four in the bloody morning!"
"It's Christmas, though!" I said excitedly.
"Doesn't mean we have to be up this early," she whined.
"Will you at least open your eyes and look at me?" I begged.
She opened her eyes. I grinned and she rolled her eyes the best she could since they were still only half open.
"Why did you roll your eyes?"
"'Cause I know your grin means you're up to something," she said.
"Damn, you caught me," I said as I jumped on her bed and started tickling her sides.
"Harry! Ha-- hahahaha..."
"Will you wake up?" I asked.
"No."
After she said that I gave no mercy.
"I'll get up! I surrender!" she squealed. Well, until she begged for it.
I stopped, straddling her. I looked down into her eyes. She was blushing a deep red.
"Any one ever tell you you're adorable when you blush?" I asked softly.
She blushed even more with that comment. She smiled and asked, "So, why did I have to be up this early?"
"I want to open presents!"
"Open presents?" she asked, surprised.
"Whenever Ron is here, he wakes me up this early, then we end up going back to bed," I said as I stood up, then helped her up.
"Let me get changed. I'll met you in the commons in half an hour," she said, edging towards her bathroom.
"Come on! It's no fun already dressed and everything! Plus, we can probably go back to bed afterwards," I reached out and held her around the waist.
She sighed. "I guess. Lead the way."
We walked together, her leaning back into me, as I held her around the waist. Her hands found their way to be holding mine.
Sitting side by side next to our tree in our head commons, we took turns opening presents from different people.
After Hermione and I finished with everyone else's', we went to get each other's. I grabbed mine from behind the flower vase and went back to sitting next to her.
I handed mine to her and she handed hers to me.
I tore at her squared shaped present. It was a photo album. The front cover had my name carved into it and a picture flashing pictures of me every year I'd been to Hogwarts.
I looked over at her smiling at the present. "The broomsticks represent me, since I love playing Quidditch. The books represent you, 'cause you're a bookworm. The hearts represent this relationship and how much I care about you."
"Thank you, Harry," she said, looking up at me.
"Want help?" I asked, motioning her to give me the bracelet.
She handed me the gift. I wrapped the bracelet around her wrist and clasped it.
"Beautiful," I whispered, giving her a soft kiss on the lips.
She smiled as she pulled away. "Want to look through yours?"
She moved over to be sitting between my legs. I put my arms around her waist and opened the book. The inside cover read, "To Harry. Never forget about us. Love, Hermione."
We flipped through the album with pictures of our friends, my Quidditch matches, and various other pictures. Every one had a story behind it. The last had the only picture of us alone together, as a couple. We had our foreheads rested together. Since it was a magical photo, we came together and kissed.
"I love it. Almost as much as I love you," I whispered as I sat down the album.
((WARNING: FOREPLAY, FOREPLAY!))
I pulled her closer and kissed behind her ear, gently nipping at her earlobe.
She turned around to be straddling my hips and kissed me, almost hungrily. This drove me insane!
I responded. Slowly, I slipped my tongue in her mouth.
She pulled back to breath. Never had I felt the longing to take Hermione as I felt that moment. I could tell looking into her eyes I wasn't the only one. She lowered her head and started to leave butterfly kisses on my neck.
My hands moved along the small of her back, holding her close to my body.
"I want you," she whispered huskily into my ear.
I looked into her eyes. I kissed her softly, doing the only thing I knew what to do at that moment.
((YOU CAN COME OUT NOW...)
That morning, Hermione and I had sex for the first time. It was a day I knew no matter what, I'd never forget.
(Present Time)
(Hermione's POV)
Hermione lay on the hotel bed, looking at the bracelet around her wrist. Small tears formed in her eyes.
"I miss you, Harry. I just wish you... Weren't you. Where are you?" she whispered.
(Harry's POV)
Harry stared down at the picture of Hermione and him kissing in their 7th year. A small frown formed across his lips.
"I miss you, Hermione. I just... Wish you knew. Where are you?" he asked, his finger touching her picture.