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Chap. 7- Fear, Pain & Disappointment

"Haa-haarry?"

"Hello, Hermione…" Harry finally spoke. It was then dead silent again. No one was talking. They all just stood their staring at each other with confusion clearly printed on their face. Hermione was lost. Hello? Just a hello, she thought. After all these years, all he can say is hello, but before she was able to speak her mind Harry decided to speak.

"Uh, may I ask who this is?" he asked looking from Hermione then to Ethan and back to Hermione.

As if someone has jerked her out of a horrible nightmare, Hermione snapped out of thoughts and tried to introduce Ethan but was unsuccessful.

"Um, he-h-e-is- um…" Hermione stumbled, not knowing what to say. Throughout her life, never had she struggled with explaining something but this time it was different. She was wordless, not speechless but wordless.

"Hello, I take it that you're Harry Potter? Well nice to meet you." Ethan started to say extending his hand to shakes Harry's, "My apologies, I'm Ethan James, a new friend of Hermione's." he finished as the two men shook hands.

Hermione couldn't believe it. Ethan introduces himself as a friend, when tonight they had became something more. Why did he do that, she questioned herself. Was he regretting it? Was he… she kept telling herself, was he this was he that but then, when she looked into his eyes that she saw it. Fear. He was afraid. Of what? But then she got her answer. Harry.

"Um, well it's late, I must get going. I'll see you some time tomorrow Hermione," he said breaking yet again the dreadful silence, "and I guess…I'll be seeing you around Harry." With that and he was making his way down the few stone steps of her flat, not allowing Hermione nor Harry to utter another word towards him.

Hermione was scared. She was ready for this. Not when she finally started to move on. Mouthing a silent good-bye toward Ethan knowing full well that he didn't see her, she then turn to face Harry once more. She couldn't read him this time. She didn't know what he was feeling or what he was thinking. She didn't know if it was the years of distance or that she just wasn't trying to.

"Why did you come back?" she asked with no hint of longing, neither missing nor understanding present in her voice.

"Can we talk inside?" Harry asked softly, taking her hand. Hermione pulled away and looked at him, but she didn't say or do anything. Not sure if she was ready to let Harry back into her life, she stood there contemplating about her decision. She then slowly turns, taking a deep breath; she walked into the already opened door as Harry follows.

Ethan's Car…

Driving slowly along the dark lonely road, Ethan tried to comprehend the earlier incident. Harry's back…

"That's not possible," he told himself, mentally cursing him for not knowing why it was impossible.

"That can't be!" he yelled out to no particular person. He was lost in his thoughts that he nearly ran into someone else. They honked at him but he didn't notice let alone care.

"What's wrong with me? I'm her boyfriend now, I have the right to stay with her!" he started to say all of a sudden. His car has now reached a stop sign, which Ethan decides to park as he sort through his painful thoughts. Luckily there was no one at that time to notice there was a car park in the middle of no where.

"I practically hand her over to him…" he whispered as he pounded his head on the steering wheel. And suddenly a bright flash of light pasted him, and for a second he thought it was a truck about to hit him. It wasn't, it was a vision. He saw a little boy, with glasses and messy black hair. Then there was another one. This time he was in a hospital like room filled with many patience beds and that same little boy was in one of them, accompany by a young women. It was Hermione, he recognizes. Although it was the younger version of Hermione and she sitting on a chair, sleeping next to the waken boy. Was that boy him? Did he know Hermione before? Why doesn't he remember it before? His head hurt, pounding with extreme pain, and then he got another vision. He was from the same location but this time the boy is no longer in bed, the boy was leaving and said… Ethan was startled and was jerked back to reality. He was mumbling and said flat out…

"I love you…"

Ethan sat there wide eye, and speechless. He knew. They weren't visions. They were flashbacks. He knew. The Harry he met tonight wasn't Harry. And then with one spin of the steering wheel, the car was heading back towards the direction it came from.

He knew now. No wait… he remembered.

Back at Hermione's place…

"Sit down; um did you want something to drink?" Hermione asked trying to not wanting to show her anger towards him yet.

"Um, coffee would be terrific," Harry replied as he sat down on the couch as Hermione instructed. Hermione thought it was odd. Since when did Harry drink coffee, but brushed it aside since a person can change.

"You didn't answer my question, why are you back, Harry?" Hermione asked again coldly.

"For you…" Harry mutter after sipping some coffee, "I came back for you." He said giving her a tiny smile.

Hermione, who couldn't process the information just given to her, started to feel her temper rise to its peak.

"Why now? Why not five years ago? Better yet, why leave in the first place?" Hermione questioned angrily not able to contain her tears anymore. Tears of frustration.

"Hermione…" Harry said putting his coffee mug down and reach across to take her hands, "does it really matter now?"

Hermione quickly jerked her hands away from his, "Don't you dare touch me," she said now in rage. She had to continue, "Just answer the dam question Harry!" Hermione rarely uses curse words but she was too angry to care if her choice of words were appropriate in the English language. "Did you think it didn't matter when you left without any notification or the lack of communication you kept with families and friends? Oh, or did it not matter that you left the one you love and, and… the one that loved you." Hermione yelled, tears now flowing freely from her eyes. Being able to calm herself down a bit she continue, "If it didn't matter why did you bother coming back…" she finished now too overwhelmed by confusion, hate, disappointment and pain. All the emotions now mixed all together. She hated him, but deep down she knew she still loves him. Exhausted by all the commotion that just happen, Hermione didn't notice that Harry had made his way over, kneeling beside her.

"Hermione, I'm sorry…" Harry said rubbing her back.

"Harry! This time a simple sorr-" but she was cut off when Harry pulled her closer to him and locked his lips with hers. It was a kiss of longing and hunger. She was shocked by the gesture but failed to cease it. Her mind was telling her that this was wrong, but she wasn't in the right state to listen to her own logics. She felt his tongue desperately seeking entrance and surprisingly she gave him access. The kiss got more and more intense. She was now kissing him back, or more like allowing him to take her. She didn't know why. He was intoxicating. She couldn't think properly nor can she act it. His hands started to inched its way up her dress, touching her sensitive skin making her gasp. He then picked her up and moved to the couch where they would be more comfortable. He put her on the couch roughly, and continues to explore her. He tosses his right shoe in his attempt to take off them off. It landed on the side table with a loud "thump" and accidentally hit the remote to the stereo.

"Um, music, nice" Harry said as he slowly place kissed on her neck while a song started to play.

Hermione snapping to her senses when she realize what the song was. It was Drowning.

"Ethan!" Hermione gasped as realization hits her, but before she could push Harry away the front door probed open and then came in a surprised and confused Ethan James.

"Et-Ethan!"

Facts: Hermione is still a virgin (just thought you want to know). About Ethan? Well it will be explain in either the next chapter or the one following it. BUT just in case you didn't get it in this chapter! EthanisHarry ...thought you like to know!