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A/N: Here it is chapter 6. So sorry that it took me so long to post it but I had to buy a new HD for my computer so it took a while. I promise I won't take this long again. With that said… Enjoy!

Chapter 6 – Pain

Harry just couldn't stop grinning. He and Hermione had fooled around all day, with brief pauses to eat and rest, and although they hadn't gone 'all the way' yet they did a lot of stuff and now he just couldn't stop thinking about her. Her beautiful eyes, her perfect body, her incredible smile, the things she did to him, and more importantly, the way she made him feel like he was the luckiest guy on earth just by smiling at him. And after this thoughts ran through his mind he finally realized why he was feeling this way. 'Oh, Merlin… I'm in love with her.'

He was lying on her bed waiting for her to come out of the bathroom. She had decided to wash up before her parents got home. Somehow she got the impression that they wouldn't believe her if she told them that she had gotten that messy while studying. At first he was anxious for her to get out, he couldn't stand to be apart from her for too long any more but now he was thankful that she wasn't there when he had his sudden revelation because he might had blurt it out to her the second it happened and he didn't think that is the right way to go about this. As he was carefully stating the pros and cons of telling her how he felt he heard the familiar sound of her parents' car on the driveway.

"Mya, your parents are here. I'm going home, ok?" He yelled at her trough the bathroom door.

"Wait a sec! I'm done." She replied and a minute later she was back in the room. She was wearing a white tank top that hung thigh to her curves and denim miniskirt, her hair was dump from the shower and she was barefoot. She wasn't wearing anything fancy but to Harry she was drop dead sexy and he just the sight of her made him forget that her parents were home.

"Do you like it?" Hermione asked with a wicked smile after seeing the look on his face.

'That wicked wicked witch! She knew I was going to react like this, that's why she asked me to wait.' Harry thought while walking over to her and kissing her passionately. He couldn't get enough of her, she was the most important person in his life right now and he didn't know how to show that to her. "I love it." He answered her after they broke the kiss and then after making up his mind he continued looking deep in her eyes. "And I love you."

Hermione just stared at him for a while searching his eyes as if to see if he really meant it and just as she opened her mouth to say something they were jolted apart by a high pitched scream from downstairs.

Without thinking they both grabbed their wands and stormed out of the room to see what was going on. As they reached the living room Harry's fears were confirmed, there, looking over the bodies of Hermione's parents were three Death Eaters and although he knew he should do something he just stood there paralyzed by the scene in front of him. He barely heard someone shouting "Stupefy" before everything went dark.

He woke up in what he quickly recognized as the stone floor of Headquarters' kitchen. Molly Weasley and Remus were fussing over him and asking several questions at once, he could also hear several other people in the room talking worriedly but he was still too dazed to acknowledge any of this until he heard the angry voice of his best mate.

"Have you totally lost it? Why didn't you enervate him before coming here? You could have splinched yourself trying to apparate with somebody else!"

"Well, I obviously wasn't thinking…" Mumbled Hermione and Harry could tell that she was trying very hard to keep her emotions in check. And that's when it all came back to him, the Death Eaters, Hermione's parents… 'Oh, Merlin, Hermione!' Harry thought when he started to think about what must be going through her mind right now but Ron brought him back from his thoughts again.

"Well, everybody hear this." Yelled Ron. "Little Miss Perfect wasn't thinking. Isn't that…" But whatever Ron was going to say next nobody heard because Harry was already on his feet glaring at Ron.

"You better shut your big mouth right now before I decide to shut it for you." He said in cold whisper but as he heard several gasps in the room he was sure that every body heard him. He averted his gaze from Ron and looked over at Hermione, she had her back against the wall and a single tear was dropping from her closed eyes. He couldn't bear to see her in so much pain but at the same time he didn't know what to do to make her feel better so he decided to do the only thing he could and in a feel seconds he was tightly holding a sobbing Hermione against his chest.

"I'm so sorry, Mya." He said while moving them over to a chair so he could sit her on his lap. "I'm just… I'm just so sorry." He kept saying while soothingly rubbing her back

After she calmed down Harry became painfully aware that every single person in the room was looking at them. By the way Ron was talking to Hermione it was only safe to guess that she hadn't yet told them what happened at her house and everybody was waiting for an explanation. And just as to confirm his thoughts, Ginny decided to voice the question.

"Err… Guys? I'm sorry to interrupt this little moment of yours but can somebody explain what the hell is going on?" She said exasperated and Harry could notice that she was a little angry too; he would have to ask later what the hell was the problem with these Weasleys today and as he was opening his mouth to tell them what happened Hermione stood up and started talking.

"Oh, no. I'm the one who is sorry." She started sarcastically. "I'm sorry that I couldn't think straight." She said looking at Ron. "And I am so very sorry that I got a little emotional over the death of my parents." She said looking at Ginny and the whole room gasped at that. "But don't worry." She continued walking towards the door. "I'll try and be a cold hearted bitch next time someone I love is murdered by Death Eaters just because they had the audacity to have anything to do with a dirty little mudblood." And with that she stormed out of the kitchen leaving behind some very shocked people.

Harry was beyond shocked by Hermione's words. She couldn't really be thinking this was her fault, if there was someone to blame in all of this it was him.

"Harry, what happened?" Remus asked worriedly breaking Harry from his thoughts.

"Death Eaters attacked her house, killed her parents and stunned me. What happened afterwards I don't know." Harry answered quickly wanting to go after Hermione but knowing that he had to give some kind of explanation.

"And what were you doing there anyway? You didn't answer any of all owls all summer and the last owl we got from Hermione was over two weeks ago. We you guys too busy shagging your brains out to send us a bloody note?" Asked Ron angrily. From the corner of his eyes Harry could see Remus, Tonks, Bill and Charlie disapparating, probably to Hermione's house but the remaining people in the kitchen seemed eager to hear his response, so much so that Mrs. Weasley didn't even scold Ron for using such words. So Harry took a deep breath to try and put his anger under control and started responding.

"First of all never talk about Hermione like that ever again if you want to keep all your teeth. Secondly, what the hell is wrong with you? Hermione just lost her parents and you find this the best time to act on your jealousy? Well, save it for someone who gives a fuck because I'm going to find my best friend." Harry said all of on more or less an even voice but didn't manage to hide completely his anger and frustration from his expression. As nobody seemed to want to voice anything else he left the kitchen to look for Hermione.

Harry had looked all over Grimmald Place but hadn't found Hermione anywhere; he was about to give up when he came across a room he hadn't checked yet. Sirius room.

On a normal situation he would be an emotional mess after having walked all over his late godfather's house and now being about to enter his old room, but under the current state of things he just couldn't react like that. He had to be strong for Hermione. So gathering all his strength he opened the door and walked into the room. And once again today he was shocked out of his senses.

The room was just amazing, nothing like the shabby room Sirius used to have. The walls were a deep red and in the center of the room there was a king sized four-poster bed with golden curtains and comforter decorated with the Griffindor lion, there was a desk and some shelves full of books in a corner of the room, two closed doors on the right wall and a couch and some comfy chairs facing a fireplace on the left. And there, sitting on the couch was the reason he got into this room in the first place. He silently walked to the couch and sat beside her, taking her hand in his and looking straight into the fire, but from the corner of his eye he could see that she was crying silently. He felt her rest her head on his shoulder but neither of them said a word; they just sat there in a comfortable silence just staring at the fire.

"How are you feeling?" Harry asked after he noticed she had stopped crying. He knew it was a stupid question but he just wanted to get her talking.

"Like hell." She answered honestly. "But I'm strong, I'm going to be ok. How are you feeling?" She turned around so that she could see his face but he kept his gaze on the fire.

"Better than I thought I would. I guess you managed to successfully get me through all of this without any of us going crazy." He replied with a tiny smile, and finally turning around to face her. "And now I intent on doing the same thing for you." He said lightly squeezing her hand.

"You know, I never got the change to tell you." She said with a watery smile as a tear dropped from her eye.

"Tell me what?" Harry asked whipping her tear with his free hand.

"That I love you too." She answered starting to cry again but somehow sill holding up a tiny smile.

Harry didn't know what to say, he just couldn't convey into words how that statement made him feel, it was like his heart was going to burst with pure joy. He decided then that actions speak louder than words and kissed her with all his might, trying to show her all his love in that kiss.

"I guess this is the official end of our agreement." Said Hermione breathlessly after the broke apart.

"Yeah, I guess it is. Does this mean that you are my girlfriend now?" Asked Harry with a huge smile on his face.

"You bet." She replied smiling and kissing him again. "What are we going to tell everybody? They might be a little suspicious after today. Do you still want to keep it a secret?"

"Yeah, Ron was making some insinuations after you left the kitchen and everybody seemed eager to know what I was doing at your place." Harry said sighing.

"If you want to keep it secret it's ok with me. Ron is not going to take this well, he'll probably stop taking with us for a while and I know how much you missed him in 4 year… And there's also Ginny, she is definitely going to stop talking with me, you know she fancies you since ever, right?" Said Hermione biting her lower lip.

"How do you know Ron won't take it well? And what is this about Ginny? I thought she was over me." Asked Harry confused.

"Honestly, Harry! Every single person in school knows Ron fancies me, and I know you do too. And I never said Ginny was over you, I said she had given up on you, which is very different and it wasn't totally true either. She was just going out with those guys to make you jealous. In other words we betrayed them by getting together." Replied Hermione exasperated.

"Well, I just don't care. They were both huge prats today and I think that after everything we went through we deserve to be a little selfish if that is what it takes for us to be happy." He said grumpily and then added teasingly. "And you, young lady, had better get used to the idea of having me as your boyfriend because now that I have I'm not letting you go." And with that he picked her up in his arms and took her to the bed.

"Harry!" She shrieked as he dropped her in the bed.

"What? It's late and I think we should get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a big day." He said getting on the bed himself.

"You're right." She said with a tiny voice and a sad expression. Then she grabbed her wand from her pocket and murmured some kind of spell at the door before putting her wand on the bedside table and lying down next to Harry.

"What was that? I don't know this spell…" He asked and the quickly added "Oh, do you know where my wand is? I must have dropped when I was stunned."

"Well, that was a locking charm much more complex than 'coloportus', casting an 'alomohora' will do you no good with this spell. And about your wand, I got it. It's on the coffee table in front of the couch, I thought you had seen it." She replied from the place in his chest she had buried her face in.

Harry could tell from the tone of her voice that she was trying very hard not to cry and he knew his comment about tomorrow had affected her but he wouldn't push her into talking. He knew from his own experience that the way she was hiding her feelings and pretending nothing happened would only make things worse but he would wait until she was ready to open up. So with a kiss on the top of head and murmured Good Night's they fell to sleep.

A/N: So that was it… How did you like it? Well, you can tell me that in your review!

PS: Before you guys starting commenting on Hermione's behavior after her parents death I would just like to say that everybody reacts differently on this situations, and the way she reacts in the same way I reacted when I lost my father so don't come complaining about that.