Chapter Ten: Adrenaline
Hermione walked around the house in search of Theo. What was she going to say? She didn't love him. She had been keeping so many secrets from him.
There he was. Sitting on the edge of the pool, looking into the water.
"This was where we had our first kiss," she said softly.
"You're a few miles off."
Hermione sat down beside him, not very gracefully I might add, and looked around. "Zelia's tenth birthday. We were playing truth or dare and I had to kiss you."
"Oh yeah."
"We've had a lot of fun memories."
"I know."
"You know how I feel and how much you mean to me," Hermione looked at him. "I don't get why you feel you have to be so, so, I don't even know. It's like until I say it or something, I'm not officially yours." Theo looked at Hermione and sighed. "And I will always have some guy that isn't you in my life, but that doesn't mean that he will ever mean what you mean to me."
"Thera, it's been two years and I feel like you feel like we're nothing but a fling." Theo gazed into her eyes. It felt like he was trying to burn what he said into her brain.
Hermione slowly shook her head. "I would never feel that way."
Before anything more could be said, Hermione pulled him into a kiss, causing the two of them to fall into the pool. Not even the pool stopped their kissing, though, and soon Hermione's top was off. Then Theo's. The seconds where the shirts went over their heads were the few seconds that their lips were apart.
Hermione felt the adrenaline pumping through her in a way she never had before as Theo's hands roamed her body, pulling her in closer into him as she wrapped her legs on his hips, be ding her knees as though resting on his hip bones.
She felt his pants slide slowly down his legs with his boxers. He slowly moved his hand up her skirt and ever so slowly and gently pulled her legs through her white thong, letting it sink in the water as though it was in slow motion.
She was now in nothing but her pink bra and denim skirt and Theo's t-shirt clung to his body as his only protection from the cold. He moved his hands from her thigh and upper back to right above her hips, pressing her back against the pool wall, which ended only an inch into Hermione's neck. She felt him slide himself into her, but didn't think about it as she kissed him harder, thinking about him and how much he loved her. He began rocking in and out of her. He thought she was telling him she loved him. She thought about Christmas when he took her out for a Valentine's Day dinner.
Theo began to climax and Hermione felt a burst inside of her. Two minutes later they were still in the same position, looking at each other. Hermione couldn't believe what had just happened. They separated and both leaned back against the wall of the pool. Theo's face was a look of content while Hermione's was of horror.
Theo put his hand behind her neck and tried to pull her in for a kiss. "I knew you loved me."
"No!" Hermione exclaimed, pushing him away from her. She scrambled around looking for her shirt. When she finally found it, she threw it over her head and ran out of the pool. "Do you realize what we just did?" she hissed.
"Yes," Theo replied, turning around and putting his arms by her feet. "You just showed me how much you love me."
"No!" She threw her arms up. "That was an adrenaline rush and impulse and, and, oh my god. I have to go."
Hermione ran off back into the house and Theo pulled up his pants, cursing himself for being so stupid.
Harry and Draco were in the library, reading the books Zelia brought back, growing tired of reading the same things over and over again when an auburn owl flew in and dropped a letter on the desk.
The boys eyed it carefully before opening it. There was no name on the letter, but a seal that looked all too familiar to Draco. It was the seal his mother would use on her letters. He ripped it open and read.
'My Dearest Draco,
I know what you are doing and I want you to stop. I can not be found and your bond can not be broken…'
"Well, I guess she's onto us," Harry tried to joke. "Does it say anything else?"
Draco looked back at the letter. "'Spend your time with Harry as though you two were friends, or possibly brothers. There was always something about you two when you were babies the few times you were together and you would…' 'Do not worry I am safe and happy. This is a time now for the two of you to learn to be friends. After this summer it will be your last year at school. I want you to go knowing your family.'"
"So onto Voldemort?" Harry asked reluctantly.
"My mother doesn't want me to find her?" Draco asked, looking at the letter.
"No, of course not." Harry looked at the blonde boy. He looked so vulnerable. "She just wants to give us time together."
"Whatever, Wonder Boy," Draco said, standing up and leaving the room.
Harry sighed and put his head in his hands.
"Harry."
Harry looked up for where the voice had come from. His eyes fell on a sopping wet Hermione hiding behind one of the bookshelves.
"Hermione? What are you doing?" he asked, getting up and walking over to her.
"Oh Harry, I did something horrible and I need to find Zelia," Hermione whispered.
"Why are you whispering?" Harry asked, whispering himself.
"Because it was really bad."
"Well as long as you didn't set the house on fire and jumped into the pool to save yourself or have underwater sex, then how bad can it be?" Hermione looked down and held herself in her arms. "Oh god. Please tell me you set the house on fire and jumped into the pool to save yourself."
Hermione sniffed, not knowing if it was from being cold or because she was about to cry. Harry pulled her in gently and wrapped his arms around her.
"I didn't mean for it to happen," she cried softly. "It just happened and he thought it was because I was in love with him. And now he's just angrier with me and…and I want to go to school."
"Sh, don't worry Hermione. It will be okay," Harry told her, rocking her gently.
"We didn't use a condom."
"Hey guys! Wow, Hermione. Who died?" Fred Weasley asked as he and George walked into the room.
"My childhood," she whispered.
"So is that why that guy upstairs was in such a bad mood when he saw us?" George asked.
"Bloke flipped out when we asked where everyone was and threw all of his clothes into his trunk."
"He's leaving?" Harry asked bitterly. "Good."
"Harry, why don't you leave us with Hermione and you can go hex Malfoy." George pointed his thumb over his shoulder. "He's in the kitchen trying to drown himself in a cup of coffee."
"I'm fine Harry. Don't worry about me." Hermione stood up and wiped the tears form her face and eyes. She looked up at the twins after Harry left the room and smiled. "So how have you guys been?"
"Y'know, we find that although we already have a little sister-"
"And Ron"
"You are like another sibling of ours who we love and must protect."
"And anyone who causes such emotion-"
"Tears"
"Sadness"
"Should have his ass kicked like no other."
"Muggle style."
Hermione laughed. Leave it to the Weasley twins to make light of any situation.
"And the more serious the crime-"
"The more fun the punishment."
"Thank you boys, really, but I just think right now that I need to face it myself."
"Well any time you change your mind, our door is always open."
Hermione was always grateful for Fred and George. They were like more than brothers. There was always something different about them than Harry and Ron.
"So now that the tearfest is over, we must celebrate," George said, clapping his hands together.
"The party is tonight, slutty attire, and it wouldn't hurt if you got a little drunk," Fred added with a grin.
Hermione giggled. Thank goodness they were here. With Shari, Dalia leaving tomorrow, Ron and Tanya together snogging, yes she knew, and Zelia trying to help Harry and Draco while she tried to avoid Draco, she at least still had them.
"So here is what I say," Fred exclaimed, snapping Hermione out of her thoughts. "You show us around the area, we take you out for lunch and find out why you're so glum, and invite everyone who looks remotely familiar to you."
"Or hot to us."
"Other than our dear cousin's friends because that it just a no-no."
Zelia was looking out of the window of the library while the boys read book after book.
"You two are boring," she told them. "I'm going to go take Shari and Dalia's stuff to their house."
Draco and Harry made noises, acknowledging what she had said, but didn't look up from the books.
She walked down the hallway and up the stairs to her room to grab her bag with her car keys. When she opened the door, a bucket of blue slime poured on her head. Only one brain could be behind it.
"I KNOW WHERE YOU SLEEP!" she yelled.
"Who are you yelling at?" Tanya asked from down the hall.
"No one," Zelia told her. "You just go back to snogging my cousin."
Tanya blushed like mad as she shrunk back into the room she was half in. She turned around and looked at Ron, who was sitting on the sky blue bed.
"So the house knows about us," she told him weakly.
Ron laughed. "Well look who we're with," he told her as she got back into her comfortable position beside him.
"Good point."