Chapter 3 James

"Hermione.." I whisper to my favorite bookworm. We were currently in history class. Everyone was asleep by now except my beautiful brunette. Taking notes madly.

She turns and shush me. She too cute sometimes.

"Mione..." I've noticed that whenever I call her that she blushes. And now was no different.

I smile because she's so stubborn. I pick on her long white sleeve. She wrinkles her nose. Clearly annoyed at my childless actions.

"What is it Harry?"

"You see that's my problem." She frowns. Confused all written in her face.

"What problem?"

"I've decided to be call by my middle name now. So please call me James. Pleasure to meet you." I hold out my hand while winking at her. She lets out a set of beautiful giggles.

"Pleasure to meet you James." She holds one hand in her mouth. Hiding her smile.

I kiss her hand. "Pleasure to meet you my lady." She blushes even more.

"So why James?" Looks at me strangely. Like she's trying to figure me out. She's done that a lot. Almost like a second nature.

"Sirius used to call me that. Always said I reminded him of my dad. If anything it's a way to honor my dad and keep Sirius alive." I give her a sad smile. It was true. Sirius always said I was like my father. And Harry was too much like my mother.

"James it is." She kisses my cheek.

"Thanks. So going to the party tonight?"

"Parties only happen in case of a victory." Smirking at me.

"Yea so going to the party?" I smile back at her.

"Perhaps. But shush we need to pay attention James. Class is almost over."

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I've grown several inches over the summer. Now I stood proudly six feet tall. Giving me excellent view of my surroundings. I glance all over the place for my gorgeous dream girl. And where I had finally given up my search I notice her curls leaving the common room in a hurry. Sadly Hermione had also grown so keeping up was a challenge. Thankfully she had stop at a empty classroom near by.

"Mione..." Once she turns around I notice her tears. The next second I had her in my arms. I felt her tears running down my neck. Oh baby who did this to you?

"Sorry didn't mean to ruin your night." She whispers so silent that I almost did catch the words. My place would always be with you.

"What happen?"

"Ron happen." The weasel? As far as I knew he was making out with some fake blonde. So gross and disgusting.

"Ron?" I repeat making sure that's what she said. Hoping with all my strength she wasn't jealous of the red head. I'll kill him before he gets the chance to touch her.

Hermione looks down at her shoes. "I was looking for you. And when I didn't find you I asked Ron if he's seen you. He looked annoyed for interrupting his time with Lavender. And well..he said you were probably making out with some girl..."

I hold her chin. Making eye contact I slowly burst in her personal space. Giving her time to back out.

I whisper, "Silly Granger and I thought by now you would have catch up my hints." With that said I close in. Giving her my first kiss. Losing myself into her taste. I wanted more. And without noticing I just experience our first French kiss.

Breathing deeply I lay my forehead upon hers. "I can get addicted to this."

Mione buries her head in my neck in embarrassment. With my arms I hold her closer to me. It's as if she was made for me. We fit so perfectly together.

"Mione would you be mine?" I whisper so softly. Scared of being rejected.

She looks up giving me a beautiful smile. "Yes. As long as your mine Potter."

Uncertainly she gives me a chaste kiss. No love that won't do. I surprise her by kissing her full in the mouth. Exploring new territory. Tasting my Hermione. Pure and innocent. It was all mine. Only mine.

"Oh so sorry this room is occupied Ron." She doesn't look sorry at all. If anything she's looking at Hermione with jealousy. Psh as if I would ever go with her. I will probably gamble that her broom had been ridden more than once.

Ron stumbling in takes notice of our disheveled appearance. The daze look he's wearing slowly turns into anger. Curling my fingers in Hermione waist I mouth the words he's been dreading to hear. "She's mine." Now and forever.

Lavender drags him out before he gets the chance to respond. Laughter soon erupts. Shocking me since it came from Hermione.

"Never thought Ron would be whipped so soon."

"I wouldn't mind being whip by you. Hey maybe next time we can give it a go." I wink at her.

Laughing at her embarrassed reaction I give her a small kiss.

"So...where were we?"

Unexpectedly she gets in closer. Mixing our breaths. She whispers my name.

"James..." It's comes out so seductively.

"Yes?" We've only been together a few minutes and she already has me in the palm of her hand.

"Oh James your crazy if you think we are going to stay up late in a school night."

I let out a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding.

"I'm not sure if your going to be my salvation or the death of me." I kiss her neck. To distract me of the beautiful vixen in front of me.

Breathing unevenly now. Hermione more than I. "The same goes for you. Now let's go before we get caught."

"Ok you win. So my place or yours?"

"Don't push it James. Just because we are dating doesn't mean I can't hex you into next week." Showing a fearful glare.

I let out a laugh. "Feisty! I love it!"

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By now we had already made it back to the common room. The party was still in full blast. We stop at the crossed stairways. I stare at our intertwine hands. Smiling I bring them up to my eye level. Kissing each finger with tender affection.

"Dream of me?"

"That's all I've been doing this past few months."

"Good thought I was the only one."

Drawing her closer one last time tonight. Savoring her body near mine.

"It's not to late to change your mind You know. Your more than welcome to join me."

"Perhaps another time babe."

"Kiss me goodnight?"

Biting my lower lip so seductively. Merges her tongue inside my mouth. Sealing our lips completely.

"Goodnight James" I'm so glad she calls me James. At least now that's my name she speaks as well. Might be also my brothers but when she kisses me I know it's me she wants and desires.