Lusting and Loving

Chapter 1-Dreamingand Secrtes

Harry watched her intentally. God, was she ever beautiful. But, she was nervous. Why the hell were they doing this? What if Ron caught them? Was it worth the risk? "Harry, I don't think we should be doing this," she said looking at him with those chocolate brown eyes. She then turned to the ground. "I mean, I thought that I would be older when this happened. At seventeen, I don't know."

He watched her. That was totally up to her but, why did he even ask her. Didn't he know she would say no? She wasn't that type of girl.

"Harry, forgive me, I'm just nervous. I think I'll be just fine," she told him as she walk farther from him and stopped a couple feet away from him. She sighed and then, ever so slowly, she started to unclasp her bra. After she finished, delicately and slowly she took it by the straps and let it fall to the floor. Harry took no notice of the bra as he watched her before him. He started to move step by step towards her. When he reached her, he held her in his arms. "I love you, Hermione," he said as he nestled his face in her hair. It was so thick and soft. After a few moments, or maybe even a few milleniums, it was perfect being with her, he lead her to his bed. She wrapped his blanket around her, She breathed heavily when she watched him take his boxers off. Then she took her underwear off and lay down beside him and covered the both of them with the blanket. She placed her head on his shoulder and he shivered when he felt her warmbreasts touch his chest and when she put her hand on it. He caressed her hair and sighed. It was perfect. She was perfect. He could not ask for more.

Harry started to kiss her neck. She begged him for more of it. He started to move from her neck to her lips and kissed them for awhile. Then he moved back down to her neck. "I love you," he told her between kisses. "I love you so much. I've always loved you. Even when Ginny and Cho came, I didn't stop, I just loved them on the outside of me. Inside it was always you."

"I've loved you always too," she told him. "When I first saw you and Ron on the train, I felt my heart yearn for you, Harry. And it hasn't stopped yearningsince."

Harry started to lean in and kiss her. Just then he heard Ron. "Harry. Harry! What the bloody hell are you doing that for?"

Harry woke up in his dormitory. He looked for Hermione. "Where is she? Did you scare her away?" he asked Ron nervously.

"Who?" Ron asked.

"Hermione, you idiot!"

"Uhhh...I think she's having breakfast."

"Why did she leave?"

"She wasn't here. And if she was, you probably scared her away with your grunting and sighing and stroking your pillow. With the wedding and Fleur's family and Percy here, I have to stay here because there is nowhere else to sleep. With you thrashing in your bed, it's mighty uncomfortable. No offence, but you have problems, mate."

Harry was crestfallen. It was all a dream. He wasn't really with her. She was probably asleep in Ginny's room all the time. He was just dreaming. And it sadly wasn't one of his dreams where something was happening in real life. It was a little fantasy of his. His first dream of his which involved sexuality. And his first dream about Hermione. Why was he dremaing about having that happen between him and his best friend? "Don't you remember?"a nagging voice in his head said. Oh, yes. Harry told himself a week ago that he fancied Hermione. Of course, he couldn't tell his friends because they consisted of Ron, who liked Hermione himself, Ginny, who is Harry's ex-girlfriend and Hermione, who he wouldn't tell unless he was 200 sure that she liked him.

He didn't know how it happened and he supposed that he always had liked. She was always one of the first voices in his head when he was seriously thinking about doing something stupid. She was the first person who would comfort him when he was rating and raging. She was the one who listen to whatever he was saying, whether she was interested or not.

"C'mon, Harry," Ron said, bringing Harry out of his reflection. "Mum has breakfast waiting for us downstairs. And also, the twins are waiting to annoy Percy and I want to be there."

Harry and Ron walked down the flights of stairs to the crowded, chaotic kitchen of the Weasley family. All the children were there and so were a very confused Delacour family. Bill and Fleur were in one corner talking rapidly to Charlie about the quidditch leauges. The twins were having a "conference" , which was really whispering about which one of their inventions from their "Family Annoyance" collection should they use on Percy, who was talking to anyone who was listening or in other words, the airabout his promotion as Head of Magical Information. His job was really checking records of witches and wizards and starting files for new magical people. The Delacours were asking each other "what the hell is going on" in French and Ginny and Hermione were arguing.

"Just get over yourself you little slut and get over it! Move on like you usually do in this situation! And don't forget to put your bra back on!" Hermione screamed.

"Get your head out of those damn books, Hermione and realise that it's never gonna happen--at least not to you, you virgin nerd!" Ginny yelled back.

"I swear I will curse you until no guy would ever want to go out with you!"

"At least I wasn't born that way," Giny told Hermione slyly.

"Why you little bitch!" Hermione said as she made a run for Ginny. Harry sensed fear in Ginny's eyes as Hermione ran towards her.

"Both of you, shut UP!" Fleur screamed, making her french accent sound even more menacing.

"Stay out of this, Fleur and go back to snogging my brother," Ginny raged at her soon-to-be sister-in-law.

"Tu petite garce (You little bitch)," Fleur said as she started to run towards Ginny. She was screaming things in french and started fighting with Hermione as well.

"Who's your money on?" Fred asked George in their little corner as they were watching the fight.

"Mine's on Hermione," George responded. "One flick of the wand from her could finish both Fleur and Ginny off."

"Nah, mine's on Fleur," Fred said. "She's a french part-veela. You remember the quidditch cup and the triwizard tournament."

The girls kept on squabbling until Mrs. Weasley got fed up. "SILENCIO!" she screamed as the girls clutched their throats because they lost their voices. Then, they started to claw at each other. "PERTRIFICUS TOTALUS!" Mrs. Weasley yelled again as the girls fell to the floor. Hermione and Fleur used the non-verbal counter-jinx for both spells and were. Ginny on the other hand was left squirming on the floor.

Mrs. Weasley sighed at her daughter and said the counter-jinxes for her daughter.Then Ginny got up and joined everyone at the table. They all talked about their squeezed-in sleeping arragements. Bill and Charlie said how they forgot that Percy snored, Fleur and Gabrielle Delacour said to each other in french that Ginny and Hermione argued all night. When breakfast was over, the boys went outside to play quidditch.

The teams were made up of Harry, Ron and Charlie and Fred, George and Bill. But half an hour later, the game was stopped and they talked about who they were taking to the wedding.

"Alicia Spinnet," Fred said. "I asked her a couple of months ago."

"What about Angelina?" Ron asked.

"We were over long ago little brother," Fred told Ron. "I went out with Katie Bell for a little bit but then she started to fancy George here."

"Wasn't that illegal since she was a minor?" Charlie wondered. George looked like he jsut swallowed a broomstick.

"It is?" he yelled. "Oh, shit."

"Well, since she's out of school it's okay now," Percy came into the conversation. "But when she was in school, yeah, it was because you were a legal adult and she wasn't."

"Yes! I only dated her in school," Fred said as he punched his fist into the air.

"Well, I'm sure it's alright as long as you didn't do anything...rash," Percy explained. "You didn't did you?" he added hastily.

"Dude, you are so dead with the ministry!" Fred whispered to his brother. "I remember seeing Katie one morning in your work robe. And she was making two cups of coffee."

"Shut up!" George hissed at Fred. "I heard Alicia in your bedromm once! That's even more suspicious!"

"Well at least me and Alicia are legal."

"I am too, you lunatic! Perce said I was"

"Now."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"That it wasn't legal when you were fucking her as soon as she came out of the hospital last year."

"I wasn't fucking her. I was...umm."

"Having sex? Making love? Getting your freak on? Shagging like there's no tomorrow?" Fred lazily completed for George.

"Shut up!"

"Come and make me," Fred threatened. The twins started to attack each other.

"What is happening?" Ron whispered to Harry. "First Ginny and Hermione are calling each other sluts and bitches and whores, my twin brothers are fighting for no apparent reason, are we next?"

"Well, Ron. if I tell you why I was acting weirdly last night, we might be the next," Harry cautioned Ron. Better keep it out in the open. He might not mind, like he didn't mind with Harry liking Ginny last year. But, Harry was pretty sure that Ron doesn't fancy his sister nor see Harry as competition for Ginny's heart.

"C'mon, try me Harry. Unless you got my sister pregnant or something, it's fine."

"I had a dream last night. Well, I was with Hermione in your roomand she was saying how she didn't want to do something at seventeen. Then she starts taking her bra off and I go to her. We walk back to your bed and we take our last remaining clothes off. I held her and oh God this is perverted, I loved having her breasts against my chest," Harry confessed looking at the ground. He should enjoy having his head on before Ron would come and kill him.

"Mate, you have a crotch. Of course you'd feel that way, idiot. And you call me dense," Ron said without a care in the world.

"So, you're not mad?" Harry looked relieved.

"As long as that doesn't happen on my bed in real life, I'm fine with it."

"Whoa. I thought you would karate chop me for liking Hermione."

"Why would I do that?" Ron asked innocently.

"Ron, I still vividly remember the Viktor Krum doll in fourth year."

"C'mon. And anyways, me and Hermione have no future together. I don't like Hermione that way, Harry. Go get her!"

"Who've you shagged?" Harry asked suspiciously. He knewthat was the only way Ron could get over Hermione.

"Lavender Brown, in fact. She's toned down a bit actually. And she's pretty hot." Ron nudged Harry, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Does she still call you 'Won-Won'?" Harry smirked.

"We have a functional relationship now, Harry mate. I tell her she was a bit obsessive, she gets mad at me and then we end up fucking each other."

"All well's that ends well?"

"Exactly. As long as I don't get her pregnant and her father comes after me with an axe."

"That is really far-fetched, Ron." Harry

"I had to work for Percy as punishment for giving Fleur a G-string as a bridal party present. There are some real lunatics in the Magical Information Department."

Despite himself, Harry laughed. Trust Ron to be such a goof and go from everybody fighting to Ron's sex life to Percy's work.