Chapter 10

AN: Thank you so much for the reviews, I know everyone appreciates my regular updates but I doubt if it stays the same from now on! L I had taken a break from my college but have resumed it now. I really hope I can manage a regular pace.

Harry and Hermione dropped the elder couple at their house and made necessary arrangements with Kreacher for Teddy and apparated home. The moment they apparated back in the kitchen, Harry spun Hermione in his arms and kissed her fiercely. Taken aback, Hermione took a moment to respond but did with an equal wanton. Harry pushed Hermione against the nearby wall and ravished her like there was no tomorrow. She fisted his hair and pushed him away wanting to kiss every exposed area she found. Flushed and heated bodies trying to get the most of the other, moaning and groaning they expressed their hunger, wanting nothing more than to take this at a further level. Breathing heavily they pulled away to look at the other, Harry pushed Hermione further into the wall and rested his forehead against hers looking intensely into her eyes, making her feel as if he was unraveling her deepest thoughts and fears. "Don't close your eyes" Harry whispered and leaned down to kiss Hermione wanting to look into her eyes when he did so. Hermione followed his words and kept on staring into his eyes but couldn't help herself from closing her eyes when Harry bit her lower lip to seek entrance, which Hermione provided immediately and opened her eyes once more to see Harry's emerald ones staring back at her with such emotion she couldn't place her finger on. Out of breath they stopped kissing. Hermione couldn't take it anymore and asked in a much shaken voice, "what is it?" Harry pushed her even further making it just a little painful for Hermione but proved his point, she realized what the emotion was all about, "Do you have any idea…how difficult it is for me to not take you right here… and right now? How soft and rough I want to be with you?" Harry asked in a strained voice expressing his efforts by gritting his teeth, making him look as if he was extremely angry. Hermione heart was banging against her chest and Harry could feel it as her bosom rose and fell against his. The pair had no idea what to do next, they could see the uncertainty in the other's eyes, but the immense energy they had created had to be taken off somehow. Harry settled his nerves with deep and long breaths and Hermione saw his eyes softening, just looking at his now calm demeanor she came down from her high. Hermione couldn't help herself from tearing up just a bit at the efforts and patience Harry was taking. She hugged him lightly and said resting her head against his shoulder, "thank you so much…I love you…for everything you do." Harry let out a small laugh and shook his head, pulling away he held her face in his hand and asked in a teasing tone, "Did you really think I would force you?" Hermione looked down and replied softly, "You know you could have done that…we both know there was no way I would've stopped you." Harry now had to take a few steps back as he ran a hand through his messed up hair…which Hermione was responsible for he thought and rushed for some cold water he passed Hermione another bottle from the fridge which she took with shaky hands. They sat down at the table a bit far from the other.

Harry got up abruptly and said, "Freshen up, and come to my room I wish to talk." Without waiting for any reply he left Hermione alone. Puzzled and kind of tensed Hermione took a minute to get up and go through her business. With more uncertainty than before she knocked the door of Harry's room something she had never done before, confused he himself opened it gave Hermione a questioning look; she simply shook her head and pushed past him. Harry took a deep breath and locked the door before settling on the bed with her. He turned to look at Hermione looking the way she did when Ron had left them during the horcrux hunt. He knew that she was keeping something from him, and he also knew that she knew that he knew. It was as simple as complicated it sounded, Harry thought. Hermione then said something Harry had never expected. "I don't want you to become an auror Harry or even a Quidditch player." "Why?" Harry asked without looking at her, which made Hermione think that Harry had really got angry this time. But she was wrong Harry was just thinking deeply that if Hermione didn't want Harry to take these professions then what could he do…do something he liked. "Harry I can't take it…the fact that you might go on some missions…and come back home injured…nor I or Teddy could lose you Harry…you know that, out of all people what role you're playing in Teddy's life, I don't want to spend nights in a cold bed being unsure if you would come back home. I helped you live through a dozens of death eaters and you survived every attempt Voldemort made in order to kill you. You have said it yourself Harry that you got lucky all the time or you had the right people around you. I am not underestimating your bravery or skill but you might just get unlucky in a silly duel…and I can't take it that some leftover death eater killed you Harry… I just can't!" Hermione said this in desperation trying to convince Harry. Harry nodded in understanding and folded his arms over his bare chest, now looking at Hermione's unsure and restless eyes he asked, "What's wrong with Quidditch?" Hermione rolled her eyes and huffed before answering, "Aren't you enough famous for a life time that your looking forward for more girl fans and fame?" Hermione then snuggled into his arm and said, "I don't really want any more hatred from any of the witches around us than what I have been receiving for the past seven years. Nor do I wish to take the risk of you falling off a broom or worst finding someone better than me…I too am a witch after all!"Harry chuckled and pulled her on top of himself. "Give me some time to think Hermione; it's really difficult for me to find something that I like if you cut these two options off the list when there is no list. Can you do that for me, give me some time?" Harry asked. Hermione was glad that she didn't piss him off right away and so kissed him instead of answering.

It was a rare thing that Harry and Hermione faced any miscommunication, they knew what the other said without words, through just a small act as hugging or a small smile was enough to let the other know that they were on the same page.

AN: Let me know what you all think. And I am very sorry to give a short chapter along with the uncertainty of the following updates.