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A/N : Finally.. Chapter 10 is here. :) Thankyou to everyone who reviewed and subscribed and just read the previous chapter! Thanks for all the feedback so far and I hope you enjoy this chapter.. x Basically thats it. Shorter AN now. x Enjoy & Review! x (Ha, You know who you are if you read this, you said to me, "bring on the harry/hermione action." Well now, I say.. It's Brought!) x BTW, sorry for taking so long!
More Than Okay.
Chapter 10: Pinch Me.
Hermione and Harry had been sitting still on Harry's bed in the boys dormitory now for the last 10 minutes, the silence often breaking by a cough or a shuffle of the sheets.
"So.." Hermione rolled her eyes, "Are we going to sit here in silence all day or are you going to get dressed so we can do something?"
"Sitting here in silence sounds good to me." Harry smirked, rolling over and lying back down on his bed, closing his eyes harshly, 'pretending' to sleep.
"Oh haha, Harry."
Harry's eyes opened briskly as a pillow was thrusted at his face. "Ok, Ok, spoil sport." He grumbled, swinging his legs off the edge of the bed, "Erm, Hermione?"
"What?"
"I need to get dressed."
"I noticed." Hermione said plainly.
"How can I put this simply," He paused for a milisecond, "Leave."
"Oh, your getting dressed now.." Hermione could feel her face turning a soft scarlet, "Sorry." She mumbled under her breath before scuttling out of the dorm and down the concrete stairs and into the common room.
Harry had mostly became re-clothed in 10 minutes, except most of the time after this was taken up by the incovience of missing a sock. Harry had rumaged through his drawers and his trunk endlessly, not finding any other sock which didn't contain any sort of hole or was a flourescent pink. Eventually giving up, Harry had taken to slipping on odd socks, both of which containing holes. Harry sighed before leaving the empty dormitory behind him and joining Hermione in the common room. He spotted her sitting on a sofa infront of the fireplace, but much to Harry's deceit, not alone..
Her body was practically inches away from anothers, his eyes intentively staring down at Hermione, and not just at her book either.
"Finnigan." Harry scowled under his breath. "Evil frogsbreath.." The rest of his sentence was trailing off underneath his groan of annoyance.
"So, Hermione, what you reading there?" Seamus smiled flirtaciously, purposely looking down at the title of the book she had placed in her lap, giving him reason to lean over her, being able to smell that same vanilla scent Harry adored.
"Oh, Nothing.. Just Hogwarts - A History." She smiled before taking a glance up at Seamus, When her eyes met with a shocker. He was definately not the same Seamus Finnigan she waved goodbye to on the train last year. His hair had grown slightly and become a bit sloppy where he hadn't bothered to sort it out, making him look wild, yet tame, and his body, His jumper had become a bit tighter over his newly formed muscles, and he'd also become that slightest bit taller, When Pavarti told Hermione he'd finally been able to fill his jeans this year, she was right.
"Sounds interesting," Seamus smiled, yawning slightly and stretching his arm around the edge of the sofa and slinking it around her shoulder. "Say, Hermione, how about you help me with my potions homework tonight, I'm really struggling in that class."
"Sure, I can't see why not.." Hermione nodded, she'd seen Seamus last four test results, and boy, he was struggling.
"Great, so it's a date, say.. Meet back here at 8.30 tonight?"
"Ok.. See you then."
"See you," Seamus got up off the sofa and turned around quickly, remembering something, "Oh, and Hermione - you're looking really good this term."
Hermione blushed at the compliment as she stuck her brain back into her book.
Harry could feel his body heating up inside, from the slight envy he'd began to feel by simply seeing someone get so close to Hermione, and in one confident move. He couldn't help but smile though, at Seamus's complete patheticness and unsubtlety. He slowly walked over to Hermione, breathing deeply.
Come on Harry, just play it cool, don't act jealous.. Don't act jealous..
"Oooh, What was that all about, Hermione?" Harry smiled, sitting down on the sofa beside her.
Nice.. Except for the 'oooh' bit.. Malfoy could have done better.
"Nothing." Hermione smiled, her cheeks still a fluorescent pink, "Nothing at all."
"Nothing, eh?" Harry raised an eyebrow, "Looked more like a flirting session with Seamus Finnigan."
"I was not flirting!" Hermione protested. "I was merely being polite."
"I was merely being polite." He mimicked, "Overly polite, Come on Hermione, you can't be kidding me, It wouldn't take a genius to see that Seamus Finnigan was clearly flirting with you."
"He was not flirting, Harry."
"He was too."
"He was NOT."
"Was TOO."
"This is childish Harry, Seriously, I think I would know when someone is flirting with me. He was just asking for help in potions, nothing more." Hermione sighed, slamming her book shut and placing it on the coffee table in front of her. "Honestly."
"Oh, Come on Hermione." He playfully nudged her, "You know I was only kidding."
"It's too late, Harry." She folded her arms and stared off into the fire, pouting slightly.
"Don't make that face at me."
"I'm not talking to you, and even if I were, I'd say, I'm not making a face."
"Yes, you are, you should see it." Harry smiled, "It's really c-" He paused mid word realising what he was about to say..
"It's really what?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"Erm.. Corny. Yeah, yeah, thats it. Corny." He winked, "I just wish you could see it."
"Pfft. I just wish you could see this." Hermione grinned, subtley pulling a pillow out from behind her back and swinging it at Harry, hitting him on the chest.
"Oi!" Harry began coughing after being winded by the cushion, but he was still grinning nonetheless. "Let me give you some advice, do not do that to Seamus on your date."
"It's not a date, how many times do I have to tell you?" Hermione sighed, putting the pillow back, "Really, I'm just helping with potions."
"Thats what he wants you to think, Hermione." He continued, "Let me give you another peice of love advice -"
"Woah!" Hermione screamed, "This can't be real, Harry Potter, the boy who lived is giving me love advice! Pinch me, I must be dreaming.."
"Fine, I see where my help is not wanted." Harry frowned, getting up off of the sofa and walking towards the door. "Here I am, leaving you behind.. Struggle with Seamus, see if I care."
Hermione smiled, watching him make a fool of himself, whilst trying to guilt trip her and failing.
"Just, don't come crying to me when Seamus realises your no good at the dating game." Harry smiled, getting closer to the door, one foot at a time.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Ok ok, almighty love man, whatever you want to be called." She stifled a laugh, "What do you want to help me with?"
"How about.." Harry looked around, noticing the room was empty, "How about kissing?"
Uncontrollably, Harry's hand seemed to rise to the side of Hermione's face, gently pulling her in towards him, and slowly but surely, their lips touched. As their lips were pressed against one anothers, they could feel a static run through them. But nor of them could believe it; As when their lips parted, they just stared at one another in awe..
Woah, I just kissed Hermione Granger! Somebody pinch me, I've got to be dreaming..
AN : YESSSSSS! It took 10 chapters.. BUT IT HAPPENED! wheeeeeeee! -happy dances- Thanks for reading you guys, and keeping up with the long wait. Can't wait to hear what you guys thought! x