Chapter Eight:

Crossing Path

His breath was hot on her skin as she shivered into the night. She had her eyes open and waiting for him to make a move. She traced circles in his peach colored skin as she did nothing but smile at him. He looked at her with his eyes pouring into hers like a fountain, but for some reason he wasn't sure if he could do this. What could he say after it was done and over?

He wasn't sure if he could do this anymore because of the way she looked at him. Something seemed wrong about what she wanted him to do. What would his parents think if they were still alive, and what would Hermione's mother say? Even worse question is what would Molly say if she found out they mingled inside her own home without knowledge?

He knew even if she did know then she's be furious. He could already imagine her speech inside his head. Her face turning purple and red from embarrassment and anger, and he could picture it and it made a shiver go up his spine. He looked back down at her and she looked at him like she was going to cry. Then suddenly he spoke without thinking of what he was going to say.

"I don't know if we should do this." He said looking down at the picture on her shirt. She looked sadder than before.

"Is it me?" She asked with a sigh. "Please, Harry, whatever you want I'll do it." She said, rather awkwardly. He stopped her.

"No, Hermione, it's the thought of what people will say." He said. "What would your mom say?"

"Why does that matter? It's our life and we should be able to live it the way we want. We're seventeen, and now we're even of age of marriage, but that of course has to wait." She said.

"I agree." He responded with a sigh.

He pushed himself up and bent his head down so their lips touched. She had a frown, but then she felt a tug on her shirt and she gave a wide smile. He was going to do this with her, and she was far beyond amazed. She wanted it so badly, but for a moment she wasn't sure if it would happen. She took in a breath and let it out once they parted. She just smiled at him.

She pushed herself up a little as her shirt had dropped off and fell to the side of the bed. He stared at her, and without a thought in her mind she became very insecure. She hated seeing herself in the mirror, so what would he think? Was this something natural to normal people who actually either live for this stuff or have done it over a million times before now?

He pushed back down as his stomach rested on hers. She closed her eyes and she could see Ron staring at her with pleasure, but she knew this wasn't him. This was the one person who she would ever want, and could ever think of. She thought of him as not only a boyfriend, but companion. She felt comfortable around him, and she began to become aroused in thoughts of greed for him.

Then, though, she felt him touch her legs and she screeched suddenly. Harry moved just in time to miss her throwing move to toss him to the ground. He sat up with a pant on him, and she tossed over and hugged her pillow. He stared at her, but she just began to cry into the pillow. He reached out and dragged his fingers light against the skin of her back, and she jumped once more.

"What is wrong?" He asked.

"I'm sorry, Harry," She said covering her mouth. "I thought you were… I couldn't help but think…" She trailed off.

"I knew you weren't ready for this." He said and stood from the sheets.

"No, Harry, please." She said.

"Hermione," He said with a sigh. "You've been through a lot, but this is not the way to get it out of your head. I love you more than words it self, and I want you to remember that, but I can't do this with you."

"I knew it was me." She said lowly.

"Will you stop putting yourself down like that?" He asked in outrage. "I hate it when you do that!" He growled in his throat.

"Well stop making me feel like this then!" She retorted.

"Do you know what?" Harry said suddenly. "Forget it! All we ever do is fight, and that's all we'll ever continue doing unless we try to be reasonable with each other." He said. "There is no relationship if we bicker twenty four seven." He sighed.

"You're right, and I'm sorry." She said lowly. "I'm just a little unhappy with myself about the way I look."

"You're beautiful Hermione, if only you'd let people see that instead of hiding it behind a book." Harry said gently.

"I can't help but think that opening up would have Ron after me again." She said before burying her head into her hands.

"I'm here for you Hermione, and I won't let that happen again. I need you to trust me and be able to open up to me especially to understand you." Harry said.

It was a brief minute before Hermione even had a thought cross her mind. She watched with a blank mind as Harry sat next to her. Both topless, but Hermione was not completely. She leaned against him as his arms snaked around her like ropes. She sighed and bent her head back so it rested on his collar bone. He sighed and his chin rested on her head.

"I love you, Hermione, and I want you to know that. Even if I go to Azkaban, I want you to know that I'll be back for you. Whether it's worth ten years in prison or not, I'll be back." Harry said.

"I love you, but I ask of you to make this one last commitment before you go, and when you return you have a girl waiting for you." She said with a smile. "Just please, take this path and commit your love to me." She begged.

"I'll hold you to that deal." He spoke. "But what if the path crosses, and I have to choose, and I don't know which one is which."

"Then you'll follow your heart and I know I'll find you when you walk out of there for the first time."

"I love you Hermione, now and forever." He said.

"I love you too, Harry," She said. "Please remember that."

"I will."

He leaned his head down and his lips had touched hers. She smiled as she felt him drag his fingertips along her skin. She shivered, but laughed as the tickling sensation warped through her body like a tidal wave. She circled her arms around his neck and pulled him over on top on her. His skin upon hers, and she craved for the taste of his kiss. She hugged him tightly, for this would be the last time in a while.

She felt his hands circle her breasts with a kiss that trailed down her cheek and to her neck. She just smiled with a light moan in her throat and not a thought in her head. She wanted this more than she could ever explain and for some reason she felt like he was holding back. She had moved her hand under her back, and with a click she had become completely topless.

Afraid to know what he would say, she closed her eyes, not even wanting to look at his expression. All she did was moan at the feeling of his hands clutching her, his hands moving her, and his touch devouring her. She began to lightly sweat. She was nervous and she seemed to be a little on the crossed side. Was this the right thing to do? She really did love him, and she wanted this so much, and they had already started and everything, but was it good to back down?

She didn't care any longer. She could feel his lips upon her chest and the sucks of might come from him. She couldn't back down, this was exactly how she imagined it, and the want was spreading like a disease. She wanted him, she hungered for him, and somehow she realized that she was forcing him. She begged him to do this, and she began her never ending greed for him.

She clutched the sheets deep within her palms as she felt the opening of her jeans. She could feel the air leaked to her waist and have her skin exposed to the open. It had taken nearly ten minutes before Harry had worked up to strength to remove them. She took in a breath and opened her eyes, only to once again meet his. She smiled lightly as a blush formed on her cheeks.

"Are you alright?" He whispered.

"Fine," She said.

She had placed her thumbs against his waist line and pulled him closer to her as she grasped his hips. She stared at him with a note from her mind to his. No words said but he had instantly understood was she asked, and that was if it was alright. With a nod of his head he allowed her, and soon he was lying once again on top of her pant less. She stared at him with her deep chocolate eyes full of fear in her, but she wanted this at the same time. She couldn't back down, so she closed her eyes one last time and was lying completely straight.

She felt her last article leave her skin and expose her to the world. She felt the insecurity come back to her as she felt his fingers massages against her. Taking the hint that he too had removed his last article, she took a deep breath and tried to keep herself completely relaxed. His chest had touched her once again and she opened her eyes. With a soft voice of unsure ness he spoke.

"Are you ready?" He asked softly into her ear.

She turned her head to face him and set a gentle kiss upon his lips. All she had done was nod her head, and almost instantly she felt him jam inside her. Her teeth clutched together as he moved further inside and she let out a light scream. He had pulled out and looked at her with knowing. He knew she wasn't ready, but somehow she seemed she still wanted to go through with this.

"Are you alright?" He asked with worry.

"Yes," She said. "It takes a while to get used to, but please, don't stop." She insisted.

"I don't want to do this if it hurts you." He said.

"It only hurts the first time," She said. "Then it gets better."

"Hermione," He said gently. "Please don't make me hurt you." He begged and she sighed and stared at him.

"I promise it will only hurt for a little," She said. "Please, just keep going."

She pulled the blanket over them as their bodies lay beneath it. She was tangled into him and soon she felt the burning feeling enter her again. She closed her mouth and screamed in her head so loud that it gave her a head ache. She clutched the sheets so hard she felt her hands growing purple. Her teeth were clenched together so hard she thought they would brake. She let out a breath.

She took deep breaths through her teeth. She could feel him pulling inside and out of her, but the pain was not simmering. It was like a ball of fire had entered her and burned her flesh to a crisp. She hugged him tightly, and the vibrations of a scream exceeded through the skin on his neck. She hugged him close and securely as he resumed his motions. She pushed her face to his and placed a long kiss upon his lips. It was deeper then ever and he pulled away for a breath.

"Woah, slow down." He said and she gave him a smooth smile.

"Just trying to forget the pain." She said. "I love you too much to consider this pain." She tried to smile.

His lips had resumed to hers and she felt him moved deeper inside her, but no longer did it hurt. No longer did she feel burning inside her, but she began to become wild and crazy as she practically devoured his lips. She hugged him tight. Her anguish and fiery feelings had left her completely as she felt him move in and part way out of her. She hugged him tight, waiting for the next move.

He watched her relax as he too became more relaxed. Must be the pain had left her, but that wasn't all he noticed. He could feel this funny feeling begin to travel through him, and with out knowing it, Hermione had suddenly felt the explosion from within her. Both covered in sweat, tears, and filled with fatigue. Harry had collapsed onto her and she pulled him close.

"I," He panted. "Love you, and when I leave…" he panted. "I wish for you never to forget me."

"Never, never," She insisted. "I'll always love you, and I'll be waiting for you when you return home to me."

"I'll be home as soon as I can." He said as he kissed her lips. "But, I haven't left yet, so please don't you leave me too." He said.

"I promised never once, but I broke it, and then I insisted I'd never break it again, but I feel like I have. So I have no idea how to respond to that." She said.

"Just say 'alright,'" he said. "Put no promises in it or anything, just a simple alright." He said.

"Alright." She said. "I wish for you not to leave, but it's not my choice." She sighed.

"Hermione," Harry said. "I have a question for you, but it might come as a shock to you." He said, still a little tired. "But I wish so much that you accept."

"What's the question?" She asked.

"When I, you know…" He said. "Get out of Azkaban," He whispered. "I am curious in hoping that you will marry me." Hermione smiled.

"You're… proposing?" She asked in amazement.

"You could consider it that," He said. "Yes." She thought for a mire minute before her lips had crashed up into his.

His lips had come back to her and she gave him twelve relaxing kisses back before they were pulled away by a noise. A banging noise came from outside the door and Harry had jumped slightly. Hermione held on to him for dear life as she could feel what was lurking outside the door. She held him tight and begun to whisper again. She had tears in her eyes from fear.

"It's Ron," she said, shaking. "He's come for me, and he's not going to be happy."

"Stay here," Harry said.

He had released himself from inside her, and she felt the weird burning feeling between her legs, but this time it didn't hurt. It just felt weird. She felt one of the two blankets that once covered them be pulled off the bed. She could see his figure wrapping the blanket around him and Hermione clutched the other close to her. Before he couldn't get her clothes off, but now she was right in bed. She had now become a plate for a thieving friend's jealousy.

"Harry, please be careful." She said. "He might be dangerous."

Harry had not listened to her. He just scurried to the bedside table and pulled out his wand. Muttering "lumus" a blue flame had emerged from the end of his wand, and with caution he approached the door. Hermione bit her lip so hard it had begun to bleed, but she didn't pay attention. She began to shiver with fear as the door burst open with a swish, and the hall way light erupted from the hall.

"How dare you!" Harry hissed at the man standing in front of him.

"Do I know you? Ah, yes, you are the one who attacked me, but I'll let it slide." Ron said with a smirk. "I've come to collect my reward." Ron said with a lick of his lips.

"You disgusting varmint!" Hermione yelled. "I am not some prize to be won!" She demanded. "Leave me alone!"

"Wait a second," Ron said as he looked around. "What's this, you're both clothes less, meaning you have been screwing my bride." Ron hissed at Harry, and then turned to Hermione. "How dare you cheat on me wench!"

"I'm not cheating on you!" Hermione said. "I never loved you, and I never will." Ron stepped closer, reaching for the blanket. "Don't you dare look at me, or I'll kill you!"

"We'll see about that, my dear." He said with a smirk of greed for her on his face. He walked towards her.

"Keep away from her!" Harry said in a deep voice.

"Potter," Ron said. "You dare stand up to me?" He asked. "You know how weak you are."

"I, Ron, am not a coward. I do not flea when someone I love is in danger, not like you. For you are the one who puts them in danger. You are the one who laughs at their pain and sorrow. You do nothing but copy criminals around the world, by raping helpless girls as a sign of jealousy." Harry spat. "You nasty conniving scum."

"She came on to me, and this is none of your business." He yelled.

"I did not you filthy…" She stopped as Ron looked at her. "HARRY... I DO!" She screamed. "I LOV..." she stopped again.

A plate had former over her mouth, stopping her from talking. She tried to remove it, but another spell was flung at her as she was chained to the bed. Ron looked at her with greed, and with no way of getting out of this; she tried her best to think of a way to be heard. Maybe if she signaled Harry, he'd either get help, or flip and screw up. What would her decision be though? Harry was still struck that she said she would marry him. She screamed the two words, and there she sat, naked, and covered only by a blanket as a hovering pervert stood greedily above her.

"hew eeee!" She cried, but the plate had drowned out her sound and words for help.

"Shut it, wench!" Ron growled. He took another step closer to her.

Harry stepped forward too, bringing his hand to Ron's shoulder, pulled him around and sending a punch right at his cheek. Ron fell to the floor and Harry tried shaking the pain out of his hand. He moved to Hermione who was still chained to the bed and a plate over her mouth. He looked at her and studied her for a moment. He didn't have an answer for her that was good.

"I don't know how to get you out of this." He said gently, but Hermione was distracted.

"WOK AUUUU!" She screamed. She pointed as far as she could with her chained hands.

Harry could see the figure through Hermione's glassy eyes. Ron was standing up, and hovering over them. He was reaching for Harry, in hopes to pull him over and beat the hell out of him, but instead Harry was ready to fight. When Ron looked like he was about to strike Harry, Hermione screamed again. Ron had slapped Hermione instead across the face.

"I told you to shut up wench!" He said and tears came to Hermione's eyes as she screamed again.

Ron went to strike at her again, but Harry had caught him. Harry had his wrist in his hand and bending it back, knowing that it didn't bend that way. Harry had a smirk of terror on his face when Ron growled back at him. He pushed him against the wall, but Harry didn't move very far. So he pushed back and then armed himself properly. His wand at Ron's chest, but then no sooner was Ron's wand at Harry's throat. Harry still had the blanket wrapped around his waist.

"I told you that she was with me." Harry said. "So leave her, and me, alone!" He snipped.

"What's the proof that she's with you? She told me she loved me." Ron said and Harry looked to the side.

"You're a liar, you've always been one and you always will be one." He said, walking towards him with another step.

"We'll just see about that. For now, I'm taking my girlfriend back." Ron said with a lick of his lips.

"If you can see we're quite busy, and you will not touch my fiancé!" Harry growled with madness flaring in his eyes.

"Your... fiancé?" Ron asked as if he'd been slapped.

Author's Note:

Intense chapter I must say, but it's alright. I heard from the great vine that Fanfiction is deleting all stories with sexual contact or anything of the sort inside, so hope with me that this doesn't get banned. I did a horrible job on this, but I took a chance and went for it. I don't have time to write something completely different, so bear with me. But I warned you! lol.

Airalynn

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