This was an idea that came into my head like 20 seconds ago.

It's a one-shot story or embarassments, it's short, simple and funny. Unless think of more like this then I might continue.

Harry and Hermione love; Pre- HBP; Summer of 7th year

Disclaimer: Blah blah blah don't own Harry Potter blah blah or any of it's affiliates blah blah

all J.K.Rowlings.

SLAM!

Was the sound of the front door as Harry and Hermione entered the Granger household kissing as if there were no tomorrow.

"Wait (kiss) your (kiss) parents," Harry breathed out mid-kisses.

"Work." Was Hermione's one word reply as she pulled off Harry's shirt.

Harry was next to pull off Hermione's shirt without ever breaking their kiss.

"To your bed?" Harry asked as he kissed Hermione's neck and pushing her towards the direction of her bedroom.

"No, to far. Couch." Hermione said breathlessly as she started kissing Harry neck down to his chest trying to unbutton his pants as she spoke.

"Our shirts," Harry said slowing down Hermione's mission to rip off his pants.

Frustrated, Hermione took out her wand and banished the shirts.

"Where did you put them?"

" In my room."

"Brilliant witch, already know where we're going next, huh?"

"You (kiss) know it (kiss)"

"How 'bout our pants and shoes, make it easier for the both of us."

"Banished. In my room," Hermione said tossing away her wand as Harry flipped her over so that he was in between her legs.

This left them with just their underwear on to be removed.

"The fun can almost begin," Harry said with a mischievious glint in his eyes as he took off Hermione's bra.

"Getting impatient Harry," a now very frustrated Hermione says to Harry as he slowly removed the bra.

Harry chuckled at his girlfriend's frustration, "Relax, let me banish it first."

The bra was banished with a wave of his wand and then tossed to the side as Hermione's was just before.

Harry began his assult as Hermione did starting with the neck.

"Make sure it's-" Hermione started but was then cut off by Harry

"In your room, it is."

Just as Harry was about to continue his descent down Hermione's neck.

"Hermione, we're home!" yelled Mrs.Granger from the entry way of the house.

"Our clothes!" Harry said frantically to Hermione.

"In my room!"

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But if you do, by all means!