Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Harry Potter/Wizarding World. They were all created by the genius that is J.K. Rowling.
Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who's reviewing and even the ones who are just reading. I'm glad everyone liked the last two chapters…18 was one that I was really dreading to write simply because there was so much that I was wanting to keep from the book but at the same time I hate reading fan fics where people pretty much copy word for word every detail from the original text. I hope nobody felt that way with what I did. Some of this stuff just kinda comes to me when I set down to write but there are other things that I've knew when they were going to happen from the time I started this. Chapter 19 was like that. I didn't want Harry and Hermione's first time to be at Hogwarts just for the fact that I didn't want it to be rushed. I also didn't want it to be while they were on the run either. I wanted it to be on their own terms at the right moment. To the_scribbler I'm sorry that the chapter wasn't long enough. I partially blame exhaustion for it…long day of classes. The other reason is I've read so many stories where the female lead goes from being a virgin to someone who would make Heidi Fleiss blush. I can however promise more intimacy throughout the story.
Chapter 20: Tomorrow
Harry groaned his arms tightening around Hermione as he came awake. It took him a few minutes to remember the exact details of what had happened the night before. Even with everything that was going on it was perfect and nothing would ever change that. He pushed her hair off of the back of her neck and trailed kisses down the smooth skin remember exactly how it made her shiver. "Good morning." Hermione moaned softly turning her head to kiss him softly.
"Yes it is." He said sliding into her slowly from behind.
She closed her eyes and gasped, "Harry we really should be getting back before they noticed we've been gone all night."
Harry slid his hands up to cup her soft breast as he pulled out and buried himself inside of her again, "I'm sure they already know."
"Harry…" she moaned leaning back against him rocking back against him meeting him stroke for stroke. She knew that she needed to be the responsible one but when he was touching her and kissing her; she couldn't seem to keep any thoughts in her head. Finally she gave herself over to him after all she'd done enough thinking in her life to last several life times.
Harry slid his hand between her legs and teased her clit causing her to tremble. She wrapped her hand around his forearm she wasn't sure if she was trying to push his hand away or hold it there. "Harry." She whimpered.
"Like that?" he asked biting her shoulder gently teasing her more as he pulled all of the way out and slammed back into her.
"Yes!" she sobbed as shocks of pleasure shot through her small body.
"Good." He said doing it again. It wasn't long before they both came crying out each other's names.
Mrs. Weasley was finishing breakfast when Hermione and Harry made it back to the Burrow. Harry had actually expected a lecture from her after all it was kind of irresponsible of them to stay all night out in the woods after everything that happened. At the same time that might have been why she didn't say anything, or possibly the fact that she didn't want to have 'that conversation' with him. Still it did surprise him when she told them to sit down and served them breakfast. The whole time Hermione kept her eyes on her plate the whole time and was relieved when she was able to leave the table. It wasn't that she was ashamed of what she and Harry had done. Molly Weasley was like a second mother and she couldn't possibly talk to her about what had happened it would be odd. She was relieved when she was able to go up to stairs.
After a long shower Hermione came out of the bathroom dressed in a pair of worn jeans that hugged her curves and a loose fitting almost sheer white tee shirt. She was drying her hair with a towel as she walked into Ginny's room. "Oh my god! Tell me everything." Ginny said jumping off of the bed and slamming the door shut.
Hermione blinked as she set down on the bed. "What?"
"Well you and Harry…you were gone all night." She said then lowered her voice. "Did you and he…." She trailed off not needing to finish.
Hermione's face was bright red, "Ginny I'm not talking about this…its private."
Ginny's eyes went wide, "Oh Wow…how was it?"
"Ginny please." She said.
"Fine…." She said dramatically. "Keep it all to yourself."
Hermione smiled, "It was nice…that's all I'm saying."
Ginny giggled, "Wow…."
After breakfast Harry went outside to help Ron DE gnome the garden. Fleur's parents were supposed to be in the next day and Mrs. Weasley was hell bent on making sure the Burrow was perfect for their guests. "So are you going to pretend like you and Hermione didn't sneak in at breakfast this morning?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about Ron." Harry shrugged as he jerked one of the gnomes up and spun it around and flung it out of the yard. It never failed to amuse him the way they cursed at them.
"I told you about Lavender and me." Ron said.
"And I never asked you to either." Harry reminded him. "Besides, Hermione is one of your best mates. Do you really think that she would want you to know about something that personal?"
Ron thought about it for a few minutes, "I always thought that she and Krum….you know. I mean they couldn't have been spending all that time in the library. He's a big time Quidditch star, I mean Hermione said it herself that Krum was 'a physical being'."
Harry was seething there were very few times that he wanted to literally knock the shit out of his best mate. Right now was one of those times. He flung the gnome he'd been almost choking to death and then turned to his friend. "Ron…do yourself a favor and shut….up."
Ron looked oblivious, "What's wrong?"
"I'm not you….I'm not going to run back to my friends to tell them all the details of what I may or may not have done. See that's the difference between the two of us I'm continent. I love Hermione and I have every intention of marrying her when this whole fucking thing is over can you say the same about Lavender? I remember you coming to me at Christmas freaking out because she asked what your intentions were with her."
Ron opened his mouth to say something and then shut it again before trying once more, "I don't know."
"Exactly." Harry said before walking away.
Author's note: Sorry about the shortness of this chapter…it kinda…went in it's own direction.
