Crossing the Line
NC-17
H/Hr
Romance/Angst with a smidgeon of humor
Summary: Inhibitions serve as a final barrier for protecting us from our inner most desires. At times, it can be all that stands from a person doing the right thing and the wrong thing. What would happen if you could force someone to do the wrong thing?
An answer to the challenge proposed by Heather Sinclair of own nothing save the computer used to type this story.
A little more humor than I originally intended but I think it comes in at the right spots
One more after this I think
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Chapter 5: Awkward Moments
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A light was visible through the darkness. It came as a wonder when he realized he could somewhat feel his body again and wonder turned to confusion as he realized his body was pinned down by something.
The heavy weight atop of him was stronger and more pronounced now.
As he came more and more aware of his surroundings Harry realized that that it was indeed a warm body that was pinning him down
With great difficulty, Harry managed to recall everything that had happened. He'd killed Voldemort and fell unconscious from his wounds. He was either dead- and in heaven or hell, or alive and in a hospital a dungeon. Opening his eyes, Harry was relieved to see the all too familiar white ceiling of St. Mungos.
'At least this isn't Hell, I think.' Harry thought
Glancing down a bit he saw a familiar head of bushy hair. Although slightly tamer now than it was in her younger years, Hermione still had a head of hair much like his own in that it was unique.
His vision was still blurry and he couldn't really feel his body all too well but it became more and more apparent to Harry that something was not right with his surroundings. He tried lightly shaking Hermione but she didn't give off any indication of awakening.
Glancing down Harry noticed with GREAT INTEREST that his shirt was unbuttoned and that his trousers were pulled down.
'What the hell?'
Moving so that he was held up by his elbows, Harry tried without success to sit up. The grogginess and weakness in his body coupled with Hermione's weight made it impossible. Taking a deep breath, Harry let out a heave and slowly rose up taking Hermione up with him into a sitting position.
'Damn, can't feel my legs'
"Hmm…" Hermione said in her sleep, readjusting so that her head was on Harry's shoulder and so that she was clutching him like a giant teddy bear.
It dawned on Harry for the first time just how the situation looked. He was in a bed unconscious with his shirt open and his pants pulled down- so he was basically naked- and Hermione was on top of him, STRADDLING him. The only thing that would make this worse is if Hermione didn't have any…
Glancing toward the door and praying that Hermione wouldn't suddenly wake up and slap him; Harry moved his hand down slowly to feel under her dress and felt… skin. Hoping that maybe Hermione had switched to wearing thongs
(he'd walked in on her when she was undressing once before and had known from then on there in a rant from Hermione that she usually wore normal underwear and that the picture of 'Snoopy' on her bum was just because it was an odd day),
Harry reached down and lifted her dress just enough so that he could see clearly but not so much as for him to be a pervert, not that it was really an issue here.
The small triangle of brown hair between her legs and the sight of blood on her opening elevated alleviated Harry's concerns on what had happened. Either he drank a lot of firewhiskey (doubtful) and just didn't remember shagging Hermione or SHE shagged HIM while he was out.
'Didn't even know that was possible; learn something new everyday' Harry though to himself
Harry over at Hermione's face on his shoulder.
'Out like a light' Harry thought
It couldn't hurt; it's not like she probably didn't see him naked. His pants are at his thighs and his member was starting to react very being crushed against her very naked bum.
'Alright just once…' Harry thought, reaching his hand down and grabbing one of her bum cheeks.
Harry moved on to the other one, rubbing it 'Soft and smooth…'
"Bad girl…" Harry said giving her bum playful slaps
Before he could think of something else perverted to do he heard a soft click from the door as it unlocked. Harry tried and failed again to move his legs and succeeded only in falling back down again, taking Hermione with him.
'Ah bollocks…'
In situations like these it's always the last person you want to see in the world who's the one that happens to walk in, for him that would be… Mrs. Weasley.
He probably looked like a fish out of water. Hopefully Hermione won't get in any trouble…
Molly stood their gaping at the whole scene.
"You're awake?!" She stammered
"Quick!" Molly muttered rushing over to the bed and dragging Hermione over to a nearby chair.
"Your clothes- put them on!" Molly said looking around for something.
Harry managed to pull up his pants but settled for just buttoning one or two buttons on his shirt due to the lack of movement in his hands.
"Her knickers!" Molly stammered looking around and then at Harry expectantly "Where are her knickers, she's not wearing them."
"How am I supposed to know, I just woke up and she was on top of me!" Harry groaned in embarrassment
"Oh dear Merlin, this is bad." Molly said pressing her hand to her forehead.
Harry was getting very annoyed with the whole situation.
"Mrs. Weasley what's going on...?" It sounded more like a statement than it did a question.
"We don't have a lot of time, long story short, that oaf of a son of mine has given Hermione a potion that makes a person have strong… sexual feelings for someone that they already have strong amorous feelings for." Molly explained
"What the hell does that m-"
"Listen, Harry dear, I understand your predicament but I've got to get Hermione out of here before anyone finds her here, like this; is that hers?" Mrs. Weasley said grabbing what looked like a teddy bear wearing a St. Mungos T-shirt off one a shelf.
"Mrs. Weasley even if she did… do what I think she did, it wasn't her fault so she shouldn't be held accountable!" Harry said
Molly continued straighten Hermione up while explaining to Harry "She won't be held accountable but people will still know and it will destroy her. You said yourself that you just now woke up, so she must have been in here alone with you a good two hours doing god knows what. She'll feel bad enough as it is, we really don't need an ad in the Daily Prophet to remind her about it."
Casting a feather-light charm on Hermione, Molly lifted the young witch into her arms. "I suppose one good thing did come of those. Whatever stupor you were under seemed to have lifted thanks to Hermione so that should ease her conscience a bit. Now remember, this NEVER happened." Molly said checking outside through the door window before slipping out with Hermione.
"What a way to wake up…" Harry said to nobody in particular.
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"What were you thinking?!" Arthur Weasley said to his youngest son. "What could possess you to do something like this?!"
They'd just got back Bulgaria. Victor hadn't heard from Hermione in ages although he seemed pleased with the notion that she might come looking for him to have sex with him.
They walked into the tiny living room of their house where Arthur just collapsed in an easy chair shaking his head in disbelief.
"I- I thought she loved me dad…" Ron said looking down at the floor.
"It's a good thing she didn't love you Ron! You would have taken advantage of her! I might've expected some escapade like this from Ginny but I never would have thought you'd resort to something like this. I'm disappointed in you son." Arthur said shaking his head
They heard a loud pop come from outside and Molly came through the door.
"Did you find her?" Arthur asked
"Yes, thankfully she didn't do anything that would have regretted, I dropped her off at Grimmauld Place so Ronald isn't in any immediate danger." Molly said
Ron thought about asked who she was pursuing but thought better of it; he was in enough trouble as it is.
A tiny red owl flew in through the window carrying a letter.
Arthur took the letter and opened in. As he read the letter a small grin appeared on his face before he looked up excitedly…
"Harry's awake!"
"Oh my… what a wonderful surprise!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed
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Hermione woke up with a tremendous headache. She'd had the craziest dream- She jumped up- it was a dream wasn't it?
She looked around and recognized the bedroom that had been set aside for her at Grimmauld. She was in her sleep-ware and not a funeral dress. Maybe it was a dream…
She walked downstairs to find Harry awake and cooking breakfast.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed almost knocking him over in an air tight hug. "You're awake!"
"Morning Hermione, they said you passed out during the service yesterday. Mrs. Weasley thought it'd be a good idea if you slept here last night." Harry said putting the bacon and eggs on a serving dish and setting them on the table.
"Umm… When did you wake up Harry?" Hermione asked nervously
"Yesterday morning around the time Seamus' service started.
'Maybe the potion caused me to pass out and all of that really was just a dream.' Hermione thought with relief 'I'm still going to kill Ron…'
"Hungry?" Harry asked
"A little bit" Hermione said snapping out of her musings
"Well… if you'll let go of me we can eat…" Harry stammered
"Oh, sorry…"
Hermione sighed, Harry was alive and well and Voldemort was gone and she DIDN'T rape him and everything would be fine. Why was there still a feeling of dread in here stomach?
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"I'll be down in a second!" Hermione said rushing back into her room
"Ugh, where are my shoes?" Hermione said to herself looking under the bed
She turned around and stopped in her tracks when she saw a teddy bear sitting on the desk. It looked just like the bear that she used for…
Hermione walked over to the desk and slowly flipped the bear upside down. Hermione started to cry when she saw the tear in the side and with sob, pulled out the same bottle of lubricant she'd been using the previous day.
"Hermione what's taking you so- What's wrong; Why are you crying?" Harry said coming into the room
"Harry, do you know what this is?" Hermione asked holding up the bear. He shook his head so she continued "It's the bear; I bought at St. Mungos yesterday to hide my lubricant in. The lubricant I used to off Harry. The lubricant I used on myself right before I-"
Vicious sobs prevented her from continuing and Hermione just plummeted to the floor in a heap.
Harry rushed over to catch but she shook him off
"Don't touch me… I'm horrible Harry… They should send me to Azkaban." Hermione said weakly fighting him off
"Listen to me…" Harry said holding her arms down and hugging her despite her protests "It wasn't your fault, you were poisoned. Y-you couldn't help it." Harry said rubbing the back of her head as she cried
"B-but I… more than once and…" Hermione hiccupped "It started out with me just kissing you…"
"Look, I don't need to k-"
"YES YOU DO!" Hermione cried, shutting Harry up
"I was just going to kiss you at first… b-but then I cough…I took off your clothes, I…hiccup I touched you… I got on top of you and I raped you Harry. I did it over and over again…" Hermione sobbed
Was it wrong to be getting aroused from this?
Ever since he'd first saw her with nothing but a picture of snoopy covering her bum, Harry had always dreamed of what it would be like to see the rest; to be inside of her…
'And when it finally happens I have to be asleep for it' Harry grumbled to himself
Hermione's sobs reminded him again of how serious this was and how bad she was probably feeling
"Listen Hermione, I can't really hope to understand how you're feeling right now, but in case you haven't noticed I am a guy and you're a girl. The only thing that's really bothering me about the whole ordeal is that I wasn't awake to enjoy it." Harry said
Hermione hiccupped again
"If it makes you feel any better, I think I've done far worse in the category of taking advantage of a friend. Why when I woke up and you were sleeping on top of me, I intentionally looked at your girly bits." Harry confessed
"HARRY!" Hermione said, scandalized
"And since we're on the subject of confessing, remember in fifth year when we came over here to clean?" Harry asked
"Yeah…" Hermione answered already not liking where this was going
"Well, after one of my tirades I went and hid inside a closet to let out some steam, if you know what I mean, and you walked in…" Harry said
"OH MY GOD!!!!" Hermione screamed "YOU WERE IN THE CLOSET WHEN I…OH MY GOD!!!"
"I guess seeing you doing it just made it all the more easier for me to do it." Harry said smiling
"HARRY JAMES-" Hermione was cut off when he gave her a chaste kiss on the lips "Potter…" Hermione squeaked
"Oh and when I woke up, I played with your arse." Harry confessed
"You… you- what?!" Hermione asked disbelievingly
"My little buddy was pretty much wedged in-between your cheeks Hermione and I don't mean the ones on your face. I HAD to play with it a little bit." Harry said
Hermione stood up, all traces of tears gone "Harry I never realized you were such… such a…per-"
"I didn't do anything bad, don't get your knickers in a bunch; not that you were wearing any, I gave each cheek a few squeezes and rubs and then I slapped em a bit but Molly walked before we could play 'riding cowgirl'."
Hermione seethed "Well don't worry about that, I played it plenty for the both of us while you were asleep." she grumbled "Here I was thinking you were some innocent boy that I desecrated and you touch my butt right when you wake up..." Hermione said shaking her head
"Well, I've never had sex but I'm certainly not innocent. I'll leave it up to you to decide if I'm little… Harry said laughing a bit
"Are you kidding? It barley fit Harry, I probably would have settled for just humping it or something if I hadn't been so… you know. And I didn't swear…" Hermione said, her eyes completely devoid of tears now
"I'm still mad at you for spying on me while I was… doing THAT." Hermione said hiding her face in her hands
"Oh come on, everything I've done pales in comparison to what you did, you little vixen." Harry said
"Oh honestly, I couldn't help it and I already apologized so get over it." Hermione said without a trace of guilt
'Hah, it worked…' Harry thought smugly
Harry glanced down admiring his shoes before asking a question he'd been wondering ever since he'd found out that they, or rather she, had done the deed.
"So Hermione was I any good, you know, in bed?" Harry asked
"I had silencing charms on the room for a reason Harry…" Hermione said without missing a beat
"Wha- you were screaming?!" Harry gaped, secretly congratulating himself
"Well at first it was actually a bit painful, but when we got to the fourth time my legs were numb and I couldn't really help it… I actually had to take a break a couple of times…Hermione shrugged
"Couple of times? How many times did you do it?" Harry stammered
"I'm not sure; I lost count after awhile…" Hermione said
"Merlin when you take advantage of somebody, YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF SOMEBODY."
"Would you quit saying it like that?! It's Ron's fault for being an idiot when it comes to potions. I can't even fathom how he came across such a potent one." Hermione said
Harry stood up, brushing off his trousers
"So why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked
"Tell you what…?" answered Hermione
"You know, that you felt that way about me. How long have you felt that way anyway?" Harry asked
"You mean how long have I been in love with you or how long have I been daydreaming with you without clothes on?"
"Umm, both?" Harry asked gob smacked
"I grew to love you since our fourth year at Hogwarts. I started thinking of you in my alone time ever since… puberty." Hermione said
"So that day I saw you-"
"You were thinking of me?"
"Yes." Hermione squeaked
"Any chance I'll ever get to play with your bum again?" Harry asked nonchalantly
"Maybe… but I think we should probably date or something first though…"
"Oh I get it, you get to have sex with me but I can't have sex with you…" Harry grumbled
"You're not very good at making someone not feel guilty Harry…" Hermione muttered
"Sorry… so you want to go out?" Harry asked
"Where will we go?" Hermione said
"I don't know Hermione where do you want to go?" Harry said back
Hermione sighed and shook her head
"Screw it let's just go have sex…" Hermione said walking out into the hallway
"Right behind you…"