A/N: Chapter 11 is here. It's been a while since I updated it last, but I have been busy running around drunken, acting like an idiot. You see, here in Norway we have 17 days (usually more, since we start last Friday of April) where the seniors of high school celebrate the end of school, and we celebrate until May 17th (which is the national day of Norway), and well, we spend most of those days drunk, so I haven't really had much time to think about fanfiction and stuff. But now I'm back and sober again, so now I can write and update again.
Oh, and in case any of you are also following my other story Unexpected love, I will try to finish writing it tomorrow, or maybe even tonight after work :)
Anyways, now it's time for you guys to read this and enjoy it :) And a couple of reviews is something I would appreciate as well :)
I was a little hurt about what she said, but I couldn't really blame her, of course she was a little insecure about me right now. I had only been back a few days and already I was on top of her, but she didn't seem angry, and that was relief, still, I was the happiest woman on earth now.
The kiss had not been just a kiss, but a promise of something more, a promise of a future. The thought of a future with Hermione made me smile. She looked confused, so i spoke,
"I'm just thinking of a future with you, imagining how wonderful it will be",
her eyes widened. Why? What did I say? Shoot, I said will, not would. Shit, shit, shit. That wasn't good,
"Will?",
she asked, looking slightly confused. I decided to act confident,
"yes. I want to spend my life with you, and you know, Hermione Jean Granger, I get what I want",
I winked at her to signal to her I was joking about the last part there. She raised an eyebrow at me and crossed her arms over her chest,
"really now, Ginerva Molly Weasly? And who says you can have me? What if I change my mind and don't want to spend my life with you?"
I raised an eyebrow too,
"oh, you wouldn't change your mind?".
Hermione smiled,
"and why is that, dear Ginny?"
I leaned forward and whispered in her ear,
"Because nobody can resist the charm of Ginerva Molly Weasly",
I nibbled at her earlobe as I leaned back and gave her a flirting look,
"is that so?",
she said. I had big troubles keeping my face straight and to not jump her right then and there,
"oh yes, Hermione, that is very much so. And if you don't believe me, I will have to convince you, and that could be rather unpleasant for you, you know".
She uncrossed her arms, getting ready to defend herself,
"oh really now? You know what, Ginny? I think it's all talk and no action with you, so I'm not really that worried, to be honest",
her voice was mocking. Oh, that's it, she is so going down. I jumped at her, and she squeaked, I was hovering over her, using one of my arms to pin both of hers above her head, thank god quidditch required strong arms, and I used the other hand to tickle her. She screamed for me to stop, but hell if I were, she totally had it coming for teasing me like that.
I tickled her for a while, and her voice was getting hoarse after all the screaming and laughing. I let go of her hands and just laughed. She pushed me away, I expected that much, but her next move took me completely off guard, instead of doing nothing more, she pushed me so I was lying on my back now with her hovering over me, I just smiled.
She pinned my arms over my head just like I had done to her moments ago. I know I could easily have broken her grip, but why would I want to do that? She gave me a seductive smile, and I just waited for her to start tickling me, instead she just said;
"the revenge is a dish best served cold, love. Well, more like hot, this time",
her words had me confused. What was she talking about? She leaned forward and whispered in my ear,
"do you really think I don't know what I'm doing to you, miss Weasly?"
Oh god, her voice was enough to make me shiver.
"That's what I thought",
she whispered before she bit my earlobe. She kissed my neck, and that made me shiver again. I could feel her smile against me, but she just continued, occasionally with a light bite. God, she was really making me hot now.
I let out a repressed moan and bit my lip. She placed her free hand at my waist. Oh God, I needed her now. This was just too much for me to handle. Suddenly she rose from the couch and patted my waist,
"it's time to cook. It's been hours since we ate anything, and you must be starving. I know I am".
I groaned, but stood up too,
"bloody tease",
I muttered under my breath, thinking she didn't hear me. I was wrong,
"Oh, no. Not really. You made your bed, now you have to sleep in it too",
She just grinned. Great, a bed. Like that would take my mind off things. Stupid tease. I glared at her, but she completely ignored it, grabbing my hand and dragged me to the kitchen. I hadn't even thought about food. I was too busy with other things.
She spent about an hour and a half cooking the pizza thing. She showed me what ingredients we needed to put in, and patiently answered all my questions about all the different electrical equipment we used.
All the weird stuff muggles invent to make life simpler for them. It will never stop to amaze me. After a while the pizza was finally finished and ready to be served. We sat the table together while the pizza was in the oven. We even lit some candles. It looked really romantic. I admired the table and smiled. Hermione gave me a wondering look,
"It just looks so romantic, with the candles and everything".
Hermione walked over to stand behind me, she wrapped her arms around me and rested her head on my shoulder,
"I know. It may be the first, but it won't be the last".
I smiled at her statement, it wasn't the last one. I had more to come, we had more to come. We had all our life ahead of us, and nobody could stop us. This was our time.
She kissed my neck and interrupted my line of thought, somehow my mind stopped working when her lips met a part of me. Even back in Hogwarts that had happened, she could casually brush her lips against my fingers, the top of my head or something, just to soothe me if I was upset about something, even then my mind would stop working, no matter what.
A touch of her lips, and everything was forgotten. I turned to her as she was letting go of me and smiled, but instead of letting her walk away, I wrapped my arms around her neck, her hands found their way to my waist, resting them there. I looked her in the eyes, asking for her approval, I saw something in there that told me to kiss her, and I did.
This kiss was even more careful than the last one, if that's even possible. Her lips parted slightly, inviting me inside, I slipped my tongue inside and started some kind of a slow dance with hers. I pulled away for air a few seconds later; as I pulled away I felt her teeth on my bottom lip, carefully nibbling at it. I smiled at this move. It felt good. She smiled to, and a second later she turned her back to me and walked out to the kitchen. My eyes were still closed as she moved away. About three seconds later I began to function again and followed her. She was about to take the pizza out of the oven and put it on the bench when I arrived. I leaned in over her and smelled,
"mm. Smells delicious",
I sniffed the air again,
"the food smells good too",
I smirked at her as she turned around and pushed me away playfully with a smile,
"you're such a flirt. Now move. I have to slice it up so you can shove it down your throat more easily, without choking".
I gave her a mock glare, and stuck my tongue out to her. Before I even knew what was going on, she had launched herself at me and bit my tongue. I quickly pulled it back into my mouth and stole a kiss from her. I don't think she expected it, because suddenly she pulled away and looked at me with one raised eyebrow. I shrugged innocently,
"what? You jumped me and bit me, I just removed my tongue. Can't blame me for you having your lips there".
I winked at her, she just pushed me away playfully again and went back to the pizza.
30 minutes later we sat by the table, both full beyond our limits, and I thought I didn't have a limit,
"wow. This was delicious, Hermione. Even better than that take-home we ate yesterday",
she smiled at me,
"told you so. We should do this more often",
she groaned before she continued,
"well, maybe not eat this much, but eat together".
This was great, progress were made, and hopefully soon things would move on. First goal was to get her to visit at the Burrow and meet up with the rest of the family again. I made myself a goal to get her to celebrate Christmas with us. It was still a few months there yet I had plenty of time. I nodded at her,
"that would be wonderful. How about we have homemade dinner with each other each Friday? The team needs to rest before Saturday games anyways, so I have the whole day off. We can share the cooking, you when we are here, and I'll cook for you at my place every other Friday. How about that?"
She thought about it for a moment before she nodded,
"alright. You have yourself a deal there. Next Friday at your place, you are cooking. This should be interesting".
I gave her a mock glare,
"I'll have you know that I'm actually a very good cook. Mum taught me cooking before I was allowed to leave anywhere".
She giggled,
"I guess I'll find out next Friday, then".
I stuck out my tongue again. No attack this time. We cleaned the table and she wrapped the leftovers in, she turned towards me,
"I know you're not leaving for a couple of hours yet, but before I forget, would you like to take this with you? You could let the others have a taste too. I'm sure they will enjoy it",
I nodded. I knew Ron and George would love this, well, Ron wouldn't get any this time, but I would stop by George and let him have a taste on my way home later tonight. Dad would be thrilled, just because it was a muggle dish, and mum, she would ask for the recipe, even if she didn't like it herself, just because one of us liked it. I let the leftovers be at the kitchen bench until it was time to leave.
We went back to the living room, I sat down at the couch, Hermione stood at the floor, looking at me,
"would you like to watch a movie?",
I was confused, watch a what?
"Uhm. Sure, sure. It doesn't hurt, right?"
Hermione giggled,
"no, it doesn't hurt, I promise. It's hard to explain what it is. I'll get one started, and you can see for yourself. You'll enjoy it, I'm sure. Just sit back, and I'll take care of it".
She somehow got the thing started. She said it was a movie named "Alice in Wonderland", she said she thought I would enjoy this one. It was one of her favourite and had been for as long as she could remember.
Hermione joined me at the couch, she sat down closer to me than I would have expected her to do, she was only a few inches away from me. I looked at her as she sat down and smiled at her. I was excited about this thing, it was almost like pictures, only this one was sort of like a story, more like a book in a picture form. It was really fun. Muggles can be so inventive when they don't have magic to help them. I had to show dad one of these someday, he would go through the roof from excitement.
We had only been watching that movie thing for about 15 minutes when I noticed Hermione started to move. Was she going somewhere? No, she just moved a little further away from me. This gave me a moment of disappointment. She seemed a little tense because she didn't sit back right away, she looked thoughtful for a moment before she spoke,
"mind if I rest my head against your lap? I prefer to lie down while watching a movie at home, you see".
Relief. I lifted the hand that was resting in my lap and smiled at her,
"go ahead, I don't mind",
She smiled and lay down. She was on her back with her head turned towards the movie. I put my hand on the back of the couch, the other one was resting against the armrest. I sat like this, more interested in watching Hermione in my lap, than the movie. Only a few moments passed before she broke her gaze away from the movie and began to scowl at me. What did I do wrong now? She scowled at me like that for a few moments; I think she expected me to take some kind of a hint. She gave up, sighed and grabbed the arm that was resting on the back of the couch and laid it to rest on her stomach. I just smiled down at her and automatically began to stroke her. It just felt weird to let the hand just lie there, you know.
By the end of the movie, she sat curled in my lap, I was holding my arms around her and she was crying. I tried to figure out why, but decided to wait for her to tell me, and just hold her until then. When the movie ended, she dried her tears and I asked her what was wrong,
"It's nothing, really. I always cry at the end of this movie, I always hope that just this once she will stay there and never go back to the real world".
This had me confused,
"why don't you just change the movie, then? There is people there, just tell her not to go back?"
She laughed at me. Now what?
"You can't change the movie. Once it's on the disk, you can't change it".
This was even more confusing,
"Then why do you keep hoping for it to change?"
She giggled, and then she sighed as she wrapped her arms around my neck, still sitting in my lap,
"It's a muggle thing. But I will try to explain it to you some day. I just have to figure out how first".
I nodded. This world was too confusing, but I wanted to learn about it because it was Hermione's world as well as the wizarding world. She belonged in both. She glanced at the time,
"When do you have to leave?"
I thought about it for a second,
"I should leave no later than 11. I have to get up early and get ready for the game and all. It starts at nine. I should be there at the latest by 7:30",
I pouted. I was no fan of mornings, but I loved quidditch too much. She jumped from my lap and ran to her room, as she came running back she laughed at my confused look before she finally explained the sudden rush,
"you promised to help me with magic, remember? Me all freaking out at George's, you all "I'll be the hero and save you", remember?"
I had completely forgotten about it, I had been too caught up in the present all night, with all the kisses, and talking and food and everything to think about anything else. I just nodded. Hermione raised an eyebrow, she knew I had forgotten, but she just laughed at me and signalled for me to come towards her. I stood up and went to where she was standing, next to the balcony door,
"Now, I'm really nervous about this, so I need a few moments outside before we begin".
I nodded and followed her outside. The fresh, cool air felt good in my lungs and against my face. I took a few deep breaths and just enjoyed it.
A few minutes later, we went back inside. I pulled out my wand while she took a few deep breaths to prepare herself for what came next.