authors note: Didnt want to leave you hanging so here it is. Also for that one review that said "Harry" was prejudice seriously? It's just a fanfic guys! No need to get work up over my imagination! So readers if you don't like it just stop reading. And for those faithful readers thanks for your support! I decided to give you this chapter in gratitude! So enjoy...READ TO YOUR OWN EXPENSE!

Chapter 8 truth hurts

Slap!

"Ow." Fuck that hurt more than Snape's curse.

Slap!

"Fu-"

Slap!

"Wait-"

Slap!

"Hermione wait! "

Slap!

The last out knocked me off my feet. Having no more energy to withstand another assault I just stare up at her. She's really angry. Beyond belief...my twin just hides a smile. Traitor.

"I can explain. Mione I love you. Babe plea-"

She didn't even let me finish. Just ran outside the tent without a word.

Grunting I get up slowly. Fuck my face felt like it was on fire. Hermione can sure throw a magnificent backhand.

Once I stand up I feel a strong punch hit me.

Knocking me down once more.

"Fuck Ron! What the fuck was that for?"

"You lied! "

"Yea whatever ginger go cry to your mommy for all I care."

I see him getting ready for another punch. I don't let him finish. I throw my body and knock out his air midway. Once I get on top I punch him right in the eye.

"Stay down." I see him tear up covering his eye like its golden. What a WUZZ.

A hand grabs my shoulder. Pushes me away from the redhead.

"That's enough!"

Rolling my shoulder I push my twin.

"Bugger off."

Harry stands in front of Ron in a defensive pose. His wand tight in his hand. Ready for a fight.

Looking straight in his eyes I reach my hand out and his wand appears in my grasp.

"How did you-" His mouth hanging.

I face him. So close to my other half that I can feel his breath.

"You don't stand a chance brother. Now back off or else..." I leave my threat hanging.

Without a back glance I leave the tent to look after her.

-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/

I find her crying in top of a rock. Each sob breaks my hearts.

"As much as you would like I cannot say I'm sorry. For every choice that I made got me you. So hit me all you want. Punch me. Scratch me. Pinch me. Do whatever you like Hermione but I won't give up. I won't give up on us. I love you so much it hurts. Don't think I would ask for your forgiveness because I don't want it. I would do it all over again if I could."

A tear runs down my cheek. It hurts...I close my eyes and wait for a response. Several minutes later and still no reply. I was about to sit down when I feel her arms crushing me. Taking the air out of my lungs.

I kiss her head. She buries her head in my neck. Breathes my scent deeply the same way I breathe her unique odor.

"Your mine Potter." She whispers. Wraps her arms possessively around me.

"I'm yours. Only yours..." Would not have it any other way.

Her hands reaches my hair. Grabbing it forcibly. Pulling me towards her. We look straight at each other. Waiting for the other to give in.

I don't know who gave in. I only remember her taste. Her lips molding on mine. No air escaped our sweet torture.

"Hermione-" She kisses me.

"No talking-" I smile and her stubbornness.

"Babe we need to talk." She gives me a chaste kiss. Biting my lower lips before giving a deep sigh.

"Talk. But well get back to this...?" She tilts her head. Merlin she's so darn sexy.

"Yes I promise. We need to get back though. Explain everything from the start."

"Ok James..."

"That's my middle name but my first name is...Alexander. Alex for short if you will."

She whispers, "Alex..." Wow her lips forming my name was breathtaking.

I kiss her deeply. I open her mouth a little roughly. Trusting my tongue to invade her mouth completely.

"Sorry..." I laugh breaking the tension. Putting a distance away from my walking temptation.

She smiles and pulls a hand out. "Granger. Hermione Jean Granger..."

I shake her hand. "Potter. Alexander James Potter. Pleasure to meet you."

"Say your a boy. I'm a girl. Wanna get together and be my boyfriend?" She whispers so silently. As if I would deny her anything.

Shaking my head I say, " Silly Granger I think your going to be the death of me."

"Likewise Potter." With my hand I rub her cheeks getting rid of any tears. Any evidence that I hurt my beautiful angel.

"I didn't meant to make you cry." I rest my hand on her cheek.

"I didn't meant to hurt you so bad. I was just so angry. Still am As a matter of fact. But I love you." She touches my red cheeks with a tender touch. So opposite from her earlier actions.

"I deserve it...besides I didn't meant to fall in love and I'm glad things didn't go our way."

"I'm glad as well."

"By the way Granger I didn't know you like it rough!" I was to close that it was hopeless to run away from her wrath.

"Oww! Oww! Babe it was a joke! Oww! Sorry!" Her pinches were horrible. I would gamble she probably drew some blood.

I kiss her to stop her from her furious attacks. What a fierce woman. Good she will keep me on my toes. Holding her waist I bring her closer to my body. Her arms go around my neck. Such a natural reaction. As if we were meant to be all along.

"Alex..." Kiss*

"mmm..." Kiss*

"We have to go back."

"Ugh ok Granger. What a buzzkill...Ouch! Forget the spells just attack them with your hands. I'm sure they admit defeat. Ouch! Kidding!"

"Keep it that way. Besides I only reserve this torture to my boyfriend."

"Oh yea? He must be a real troublemaker if he has his own type of torture."

"He's something to be wary off..."

"I'm so not!"

"So are!"

I laugh. " Ok you win. Let's get back." I intertwine my hand with hers. I'm happy beyond compare. I know a war is on our future but I'm glad Hermione will be on my side on every obstacle we encounter.

-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/

next chapter- How Harry survived...