Warning: This chapter is rated M

Chapter 8: Memorable

Hermione kissed Harry back, her fingers running through his messy raven hair. She slowly lowered her hands so that they traced over his shoulders, then down they went slowly rubbing his chest.

Harry pulled out of the kiss and went back to giving her stomach kisses. He had to stop for a moment as she sat up straight and pulled off her shirt, something Harry had not expected her to do.

He had never seen anything as delightful. Even though she still had on her black bra, well, honestly he never thought he'd even get this far.

Hermione cupped Harry's cheeks in her hands. She pulled him closer and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Basically showing that it was ok to go on.

Merlin, what are we doing? This is all too strange. But so good feeling. Harry was right, this does feel right and like it was meant to be.

Harry leaned forward more, which made he gently fall back onto the pillows again, where Harry resumed kissing her stomach. After a few seconds, he began to unbutton her pants while still kissing her stomach, his eyes closed.

She could the zipper being pulled down. She was ready for this. She could do it. She'd never shown her body to boy before (that she remembers) but it was going to be ok.

Harry looked up at her. A nervous and scared look was on her face. She wasn't ready, not at all.

He got back up onto his knees on the bed. She looked at him with both relief and confusion. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper.

"Hope you don't mind if I go first." He smiled down at her.

Hermione merely giggled. She watched him slide down his pants, he had to change positions so that he was sitting on the bed and pulled them off completely.

He had on solid gray boxers, already a slight bulge was visible. She felt shocked at how toned he really was, and how tanner he had gotten.

He got back on top of her and kissed her lips. "Hermione, I love you so much." Harry whispered in her ear.

She felt her stomach do a summersault. "I love you, too." She softly replied, grins on both their faces. "But, it's my turn." She whispered in a seductive voice to Harry.

As he retreated to kneeling on the bed again, Hermione slipped off her pants to reveal matching black panties. It was a beautiful sight in Harry's mind. He leaned back down on top of her.

Harry slowly placed his hands on her stomach while kissing her passionately on her soft lips. His hands roamed to her back and slowly made their way up until he found her bra. He unhooked it and removed it from her body. It was then tossed onto the floor with their pants and shirts.

Harry didn't look at her. He kept his eyes closed, kissing her. He slowly lowered himself even more so that their chests touched. It gave them both the most erotic and turned on feeling they had ever witnessed.

But as a side effect of Harry getting closer to her, she could feel Harry's erection against her. She wanted nothing more then to have him inside of her. She wanted to know how it felt, she wanted to give him all she had to offer.

Harry could feel her hard nipples pressed against his chest. He broke the kiss and began kissing her neck working his way down. Before he could touch his destination he opened his eyes, he took in the gorgeous sight before him.

He slowly lowered his head in front of her left breast, oh how they were so round and perfect. His lips were centimeters away from her erect nipple. Slowly, he touched it with his lips. And as carefully as could he opened his mouth and touched it with his tongue. He did so like it was fragile and could break any second with warning.

He heard her give out a small moan and this encouraged him to go on. By now he had closed his eyes again. He cautiously began to lick around it in circles. Going faster and faster and before long he was gently sucking on it.

Hermione was in complete bliss, never before had any boy ever touch her like this. It was amazing.

Harry quickly switched to the other breast and gave the same slow start as he did to the other. Hermione had thought it quite right to begin rubbing his shoulders in an almost massage like way.

"Harry." She quietly moaned.

He continued his kisses, going down when he got to her panties he stopped, looked up at her. She looked ready this time, ready for whatever lay ahead.

He slowly pulled the tiny fabric off her and onto the floor it went, quickly followed by Harry's boxers.

Hermione was taken aback at how, well…"big" he was. He now had a full erection. This was her first time (That she knew) that she had ever seen this part of a man. And she loved it.

Harry had never seen this part of a girl before. He too, was still a virgin. Which is why he was so hesitant to perform anything more then just the general idea of sex. For example, he didn't want to do any of this "oral" stuff…mainly because he didn't know exactly how to do, and how to do it without hurting Hermione.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Harry asked, all the love and passion he had oozed out every word he said.

"Positive." She replied, looking deep into his emerald eyes.

He leaned back on top of her. After sharing a long passionate kiss, Harry positioned himself right.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" He asked again, looking into her eyes for any trace of a no.

"Harry, I'm sure. I love you." She replied before kissing his lips.

"I don't want to hurt you." He confessed.

I don't believe this, he has the chance to have sex but he'd stop it all if I said no. At a time like this, all he cares about is whether or not I'm okay.

"Harry, please, I'm fine." She whispered back.

"Okay, um are you're sure you're ready?"

"Harry!"

"Right, sorry. But you're comfortable?"

"Harry."

"I'll stop if you want me to."

"Harry."

"Just give me a warning if you need me to stop."

"Harry, I promise I will. But right now I need you." She was last to speak.

After a moment he began to cautiously push himself inside of her. He felt her walls clench to him and he paused to give he some time to adjust. He slowly continued but stopped when he found a barrier.

He looked up into her eyes. She nodded and took one of his hands in hers. He backed out a little and with one thrust he broke the barrier.

Her hand immediately squeezed Harry's harder then it had ever been squeezed. He looked at her face, the look of pain ad discomfort soon went away.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine, it's suppose to hurt." She reassured him.

Harry pushed himself into her farther, a moan escaping both their mouths. Before long Harry was thrusting in and out of her, not fast but not slow. He wanted it to be memorable. And she was defiantly going to remember this.

After a few blissful moments, both could feel pressure.

"Harry…I can't." Before she could finish, she had released. Her orgasm was a magnificent and beautiful feeling to both of them, but right after she went Harry could no longer contain himself either. He came with a peaceful moan.

He collapsed on top of her and as soon as he regained his strength he rolled to her side. He pulled up the covers and both of them cuddled underneath them. Yes, this was going to be a memorable day.