AN: Sorry for the spacing error in chapter 16, I was too excited to upload.

"It's past one; right now we both are exhausted but luckily we don't have a class until eleven o'clock tomorrow. So we could both stay and sort this shit out or I can leave and let you sleep. Your choice." Harry clenched his jaw and folded his arms on his heaving chest waiting for her response.

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Was it right to feel just a little bit aroused at the sight of your boyfriend, pissed over a misunderstanding which might not be so misplaced? Hermione wondered. She did notice the way Harry said he would leave and let 'her' sleep as if she could sleep with this whole 'Ginny still not over her ex- boyfriend' headache. She sighed and reached where he stood. If they were going to talk he need to calm down, but Hermione had absolutely no energy left for a conversation which was likely to involve a great deal of argument no matter how they did it.

"Harry will you please calm down first?" she asked with her hand on Harry's folded across his hard chest. "No" was his cold reply which made her gasp inaudibly. It was not right to be aroused at this moment she decided, but she couldn't help it either. This was a completely new side of Harry that she was inclined to like in spite of knowing how wrong it was. "Alright" she huffed, removed his hands from over his chest and held his wrists in a firm grip at his sides. What she did next surprised them both equally. She rose on her toes and kisses him with everything she had. It would have been forceful but her lips were too soft to be anything less than pleasurable. On the tip of her toes she was losing her balance, she let his hand go wanting him to wrap her in a strong possessive grip and treaded her fingers in his soft dense hair, deepening the kiss.

The last thing Harry expected was for Hermione to get physical especially when he still thought that she was breaking up with him. Harry not responding to her kiss with hands still at his sides made Hermione doubt her actions, the moment she thought of pulling away, Harry roughly dug his fingers in her hair at the nape of neck and grabbed her waist pulling her flush against his body. Talk about a strong, possessive embrace Hermione thought. Harry found a way to let his anger out without having to yell, he didn't wish to cross any unseen lines in their relationship on the physical level but he wanted her to feel his anger, his love and need for her.

Without any warning Harry lifted Hermione in his arms and she was left with no choice but to wrap her legs around him rubbing intimately. When then fell on the bed with Harry on top it created just the right amount of friction to make them groan in desperation. Harry pulled back just enough to look at her, to see her face flushed and lips swollen with their kissing he wanted nothing more than to keep going and make love to her tonight. Show her she cannot be without him, he won't let it happen. "Does this look like a break up to you?" she asked breathing heavily and lightly massaging his scalp, forcing his mind to go hazy. Harry looked at her with eyes full of emotion and want, wondering if she knew how luscious she looked with the left side of her lose top off her shoulder show off the white bra strap. He decided to let her know and buried his face in her hair and almost naked shoulder starting with sucking her neck and further where it met her shoulder. Harry licked the strap which interrupted his access to soft skin and bit down hard to make his annoyance known. Hermione bucked her hips to somehow lessen the ache in her lower region which suddenly seemed to intensify with Harry's bite. They slowly started moving their bodies in sync gasping for air. Hermione moved her hand from Harry's hair to push away the strap of her bra away and let him take whatever skin was on display.

Pleased with Hermione's offering he placed a few open mouthed kisses and where he found the remains of the strap marking her skin, he wanted to leave his own marks so he started sucking it harder biting occasionally. With each passing minute Hermione was getting wetter and in need for a release. Harry's hardness was exactly where it should be, both wishing there was no barrier of clothes but the wish was not strong enough to make them vanish. Harry deftly undid her bra from over her top and managed to push it away from one breast. He wanted to suck it without the layer of cloth but his mind was clear enough to know that when he finally claimed her, his, they both will be thoroughly naked. Everything happened so fast that Hermione only got a chance to grab Harry's t-shirt before she started panting. "Oh ahh…Haa…Harryyyy!" She moaned and gasped when Harry sucked her breast and squeezed the other, it was her undoing and Harry followed with a few hard thrusts with his face in the middle of her breast feeling and hearing her heart go crazy. When the couple came down from their high harry quickly pulled Hermione off the side of the bed and now were standing at an arm's length, seeing the dishevelled state of the other but Hermione was sure she looked worst.

Harry slowly took a step forward and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. He liked how it sounded in his head; out loud it was just not enough. She was tense in his arms and he wondered why. "We still need to talk. Tomorrow." feeling defeated, she sagged against him and he strengthened his hold. Hermione was on the verge of tears thinking that Harry was leaving her until he brushed his lips from her ear to her now covered shoulder and pulled the sleeve down to see the darkening mark of his teeth and kissed it lovingly. "Freshen up, and please wear clothes that actually cover you up. None of those shorts and tank top got it?" Harry asked with fake dominance. Hermione smiled shyly with her lips between her teeth and nodded. When harry turned to leave she grabbed the front of it and asked uncertainly, "coming back?" Harry frowned at her question and cupped her face; "Of course." he kissed her forehead as softly as he spoke and left the room feeling better but still worried not knowing what she meant about Teddy should not call her mom. He knew what she meant but hated how he had not thought of it before. Harry stripped a cleaned himself with a wave of his wand and started look for a photograph in the shoebox, where he also kept the album Hagrid gave him at the end of his first year. He found a few pictures of Remus and Tonks of when they married secretly with one from Fleur and Bill's wedding. Harry then kept the small stack of pictures peeping from under a book on his table and headed for Hermione's room in his worn track pants not bothering to wear a sweatshirt.

Harry heard the shower running when he entered Hermione's room and straightened the mess they made on the bed earlier. Harry lay down and dimmed the lights waiting for Hermione to come back before he dozed off. When Hermione came out of the shower dressed in more than what she usually is she was surprised to find the room darker than before and frowned at Harry's sleeping form. Still frowning and being careful to not disturb Harry slipped into the soft comfort of the sheets and turned on her side to face harry who was lying on his back with one hand under his head and other on his stomach. She couldn't help a soft sigh escaping her lips. Within a blink of an eye harry had her wrapped in his arms mere inches from her lips, their breath fanning each other's face. When Hermione resumed breathing, she only wanted to feel surrounded by Harry, she erased all the light from the room and there was no moon to break the darkness around them. "I thought you slept, I took longer than usual for a shower." she shared her thoughts aloud. "I hate fighting with you, but the make-up was certainly other worldly, that's saying something considering how we barely got any clothes off." he said in a husky voice making her shiver internally. "Me too" she said softly, and scooted closer, moving her fingers slowly from his front to his back. Harry was unable to contain his shiver at her feather light trail and with a soft groan said, "Don't start anything Hermione" he warned to which she replied with faux innocence, "I am not." "Hmm" he acquiesced unconvinced and trapped her legs with his and held her hips so she could not manoeuvre. "Next time I won't stop Hermione, just so you know" he whispered the last part against her ear. She kissed where she could reach his jaw and whispered back, "no one was stopping you even tonight Harry!" He groaned in surrender and pulled her chin up to kiss her good night. Moments before sleep over took the pair Harry murmured "Ginny needs to see the mark Hermione." Making Hermione feel warmth spread through her glad she didn't convince herself to magically heal it.

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