'Well…anything sexy to wear tonight?'

'Not really. What should I wear?'

'Not that'

He was wearing a pair of old ragged jeans and a Weasley jumper. He looked kind of cute, but Katherine Pierce was not a kind of cute guy girl. She loved sexy and sophisticated; Hermione knew what kind of girl she was. Damon had told her all about it. She was scared that she would hurt Harry, but on the other hand he knew how to take care of himself and she would hate to rain on his parade. He seemed so happy.

'Meet me at home and we will find something.'

'Great, thanks Hermione I owe you.'

'Glad to help'

And he left to work immediately. He had never been good with the woman thing. The last girl he had dated broke his heart and that was a long time ago. About 10 years ago. It took him time to heal that wound. She did not want this woman to reopen it again. But she guessed that talking about love you have to take a leap of faith. She did with Damon. And it worked out just about right.

She started picturing looks that would fit Harry in her mind. Damon was his same size so maybe they could work something out with his clothing. She got home and started taking shirts and trousers from Damon's drawers.

He approached from behind startling her when he said.

'What are you doing?'

'Oh jeez Damon, you scared me. I was looking for an outfit harry could wear tonight'

'Tonight?'

'Yeah, he has a date with Katherine'

You could see in his face how little he liked her.

'She is going to break his heart. You know that right?'

'Don't say that. Maybe she's changed'

'Sure.'

Hermione looked at him lovingly, and kissed him.

'The past is in the past baby, we don't know her now.'

'If you trust her I will.'

'Thank you. Harry deserves to be happy again.'

Sighting, he opened his wardrobe and took out a pair of trousers and a shirt and left them on the armchair next to her.

'She will love those'

She looked at him, grabbed him by his shirt passionately and threw him on the bed…

Katherine POV

She had to find something to wear for the dinner date with Harry. Something classy but sexy at the same time. Something he would like to rip off of her but something that screamed I could be the mother of your babies at the same time. She needed to go shopping. She took a taxi to her favorite street in London to get anything, Oxford Street of course. She walked around every shop she could find until she found the right dress. It was black and all around the cleavage it was embroidered and transparent. It screamed sexy but at the same time being covered by embroidery fabric it looked classy. It hugged her body in all the right places. Her long legs looked amazing with a pair of animal print stilettos. She bought the dress and got out of the store. She went home to get ready; she was running a bit late with all the shopping fun.

It was six when she got home so she started to shower. She got out of the shower, her hair cascading down her back. She wrapped herself in a towel and went to the kitchen to get some blood to drink, while she dried her hair. She was so 'excited' about dinner she had forgotten to eat, which was weird for her. 'Excited'? What the heck was she excited about? It was all a trick, no more than survival, she thought. But still something inside of her wanted to have dinner with Harry out of pure pleasure. After those disturbing thoughts she got ready and at 7:00 on the dot, the door rang.

Harry POV

He knocked on Hermione's door. Damon rushed getting dressed and went down the stairs to open.

'Hi'

'Hi Harry, come in. Hermione is upstairs. She will be down in just a sec.'

'Thank you'

Damon offered him a drink while he was sitting waiting for her. He was so nervous he accepted Damon's offering. A bourbon would do him good.

'Here'

'Thanks man'

'Nervous much?'

'Don't get me started'

He raised his glass and the ice trembled inside just like his hand.

'Jeez, you really are into her huh?'

Hermione was coming down the stairs

'Hey Harry sorry'

'Did you find something?'

'Damon did in fact. Look.'

She showed him the outfit Damon had put together for him and tried it on. It fit him like a glove so he decided it was perfect. He thanked his friends for the help and feeling a little tipsy he went home to get ready. He showered and dried his hair. Put on some cologne and at 7:00 he was at her door. Was it too early to ring at seven o'clock? Will she think he was desperate? Too late he had ringed already. He heard her stilettos on the floor before she opened the door. When he saw her, he was mind blown. He already thought Katherine was a beautiful woman but today she looked even hotter than normal.