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Chapter 4

"Honey, can you pass me my hairbrush? I have my hands full at the moment," Hermione called from the bathroom, where she stood in her underwear trying to pin up her hair. Harry entered and mentally cursed when he saw her body. 'Why do I always feel like this when I see her in underwear or bikini? Probably because of her gorgeous body...'

"Here you are." Harry handed Hermione her hairbrush and studied her when she tried to fix her hair.

"Instead of standing there ogling me, would you mind giving me a hand?"

"You want a guy to help you do your hair?" he asked her incredulously. Hermione looked at him sweetly and pouted.

"Please?" She had Harry wrapped around her little finger and they both knew it. This resulted in Harry sitting behind Hermione, combing her hair.

"That feels so nice Harry. Mmm..." Harry hissed.

"Hey, I'm a guy remember? Not completely immune to you moaning like that, in your underwear none the less!" Hermione blushed and turned around to look him in the eyes.

"Sorry." Harry removed a strand of hair from her face and let his hand stroke her cheek before landing in his lap.

"It's ok. Are you ready to talk to Tonks?"

"Sure. Let me get dressed first though, I'm not sure she want to see me parading around like this." Harry grinned boyishly at her statement.

"Who cares what SHE thinks?" Hermione slapped him playfully and went to change.

As soon as they were ready they flooed Tonks and had their second meeting with her in as many weeks.

"How's it going? Have you found out about anything or are you just flirting with each other?" Tonks asked with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"We're definitely not flirting, we are supposed to be together already remember?" Hermione answered, correcting her boss.

"I meant for real. You should see the headlines in the Prophet. 'The Boy who lived with his best friend', 'The Potter Witch', 'Mr Potter's engagement trip'. Everyone knows where you are Harry; we even had some pictures of you two, holding hands. You are supposed to be madly in love though; I suggest you intensify your appearance a little. It's good that you are seen, that way people will be caught off their guard when they realize you are working." Harry and Hermione both flushed beat red at the thought of everyone believing they were actually dating.

They had certainly intensified their relationship with small kisses and holding hands. Hermione had insisted that they play the same game at home as well because of the risk of being bugged, and so they had. Anyone who saw them would believe they were a couple, the only thing missing was them sleeping with each other. Sure, they slept together, but only slept. Their public conversations were held in a playful manner to make everyone else believe they were in love, but to confirm to each other that it was just a game they were playing.

"We'll work on it. We think we have a lead to where we should go looking for Mr Goodwill. He was last seen at a night club near by and tonight we will go check it out. I've heard that there are a lot of strange things going on there and I have a hunch that it's where we should go investigate," Harry told Tonks, who seemed happy they had gotten that far in just over two weeks.

"Keep on working like this and you might even get rewarded." Tonks smiled at them and then left after saying good bye.

"That went well. What do you feel like doing now Hermione? We can't work properly until tonight, which means we have the entire day off."

"I want to relax on the beach. Care to join me? Maybe have a few drinks?"

"I thought you would never ask. Let me change into my swimmers though."

As soon as they were ready they went to the beach and laid down on a blanket in the sand, a picnic basket next to them filled with delicious food and fruits. Harry started oiling Hermione's back, causing her to start moaning again, thanks to Harry's fabulous massage.

"What did we say about the moaning?"

"But it feels so good. Mmmmm..."

"Shit, now I need to take a bath." Hermione giggled and when she turned around to face Harry he could see the sparkle in her eyes. 'Damn, she looks really good like this. The rest and the sun were perfect for her, now she seems carefree and thoroughly happy,' Harry thought and couldn't help himself from caressing her cheek with the back of his fingers.

"You look amazing Hermione," he told her honestly and she smiled brightly at him before getting up.

"The last one to get wet is the first looser!" she called at him and started running towards the water. Harry wasn't late on picking up what she meant and he darted after her, grinning from ear to ear. A few seconds later he caught her and they tumbled together down into the water. Both were laughing but suddenly the mood changed completely. Harry looked into her beautiful eyes and when he didn't see any barriers he bent down, ever so slowly, and kissed her. It was meant to be rather short, but when he felt Hermione press her body to his and then open her mouth, welcoming his tongue, he completely lost it. Not moving from the water they continued their exploration of each others mouths before Harry somehow managed to collect enough strength to end the fabulous moment. He grabbed her hand and took her back to their blanket without saying a word, a look of blissfulness on both their faces. When they finally had cleared their brains enough to be able to make actual conversation it was Harry who spoke first.

"Well, I was certainly right." Hermione looked at him with a puzzled frown creasing her forehead.

"Right about what?" Harry leaned forward to whisper in her ear softly.

"About you being a marvellous kisser." Hermione beamed at him stronger than the sun.

"You're not so bad either Mr. Potter." Both were quiet for a full minute before speaking in unison.

"Want to try again?" When realisation about what the other said hit them they practically jumped each other and started making out. Harry was a little bit more daring this time and let his hand explore Hermione's body, drawing a shudder from her.

"Hermione?" Harry managed to get out between the kisses.

"Mhm?"

"Maybe we should go inside?" Hermione froze and Harry mentally cursed himself for being so stupid. 'It's just an act, why would she want to make love to you, you stupid git?' Hermione sighed.

"I'm sorry for destroying the mood Harry, but I don't think I'm willing to sacrifice my friendship with you just because we got a little carried away at work." Harry gritted his teeth but would, of course, do as she pleased.

"It's ok Hermione. Things like this happen. How about a drink?" She smiled sadly at him before replying.

"That would be lovely. I'll have a Piña Colada please." Harry left and came back within five minutes, the gorgeous drinks in his hands.

"Thank you Harry, this looks awesome."

"You're very welcome." Sipping their drinks quietly they watched the sun move slowly towards the west.

"Maybe we should go inside and get ready before the night starts?" Hermione suggested.

"Yeah, we have both dinner and a visit to the night club to get ready for. I'd like to take you out to a restaurant I saw yesterday tonight, would that be appropriate?"

"I'd love that Harry, it's most appropriate." They collected their things and went home to clean up and change clothes.

Harry was in the shower when the door to the bathroom suddenly was opened. Since there was no shower curtain Hermione had a pretty good view of his entire glory, causing her to blush terribly.

"I'm so sorry Harry, but I think someone is outside spying on us." Harry looked out through the window and thought he could see some movement out there. Luckily it was a window you could only see through from the inside.

"You're right. Probably just a reporter though, but I'm glad you told me."

"Sorry if I embarrassed you, I just wanted to let you know. Do you think the house is bugged?"

"I don't know and I suggest we wait until later to check. Let's act like there are eyes and ears on us the entire time."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we need to act more like a couple. It's probably safe in the bathroom, but everywhere else we need to be romantic. This is supposed to be a love trip, remember?"

"Oh. We just have to work harder on that part then." 'It shouldn't be that hard really, especially since I'm already in love with him.' Hermione gasped at her thoughts, realization dawning on her. 'I'm in love? Oh geez, this is not good.'

"What's the matter? Did you see anything?" Hermione looked at Harry quizzically but then remembered what they were talking about.

"No. No, everything is fine. We just need to shut our brains down to make them forget that we are snogging our best friends." Harry chuckled and shooed her out.

"Now go before I force you into the shower with me." Hermione grinned.

"Well, we wouldn't want anything to harden..." she looked down a little" even more." Harry threw a towel at her, making her giggle and hurry out through the door.

"I can't help it when I have a beautiful woman watching me take a shower," Harry yelled at her, chuckling. 'Let's see where this night takes us.'