A/N: Oh hello there! Thanks for the responses first of all.
Second of all, here is the new chapter. It took me a bit longer to update because my beta has started with her school and I've been finishing the requirements for a university freshman. (I feel a bit old now!)
Anyway, hope you enjoy this one and look out for *wink wink* things. ;)
It was a beautiful starry night of October as the autumn breeze brushed our snuggled bodies. We had many similar dates like this before. However this one was getting better and better as each moment of the time passed the clock. We were lying under our favourite apple tree, watching the sun bidding us goodbye beyond the horizon.
"Hermione, where do you see yourself in another ten years?"
That question brought me to look at my lover's emerald eyes.
They were truly beautiful.
"What brought on this question Harry?" I ask him softly with a smile.
"Nothing," Harry shook his head and gave me his dimpled smile. "I just wanted to know whether I'm there in your plans or not." He added playfully.
"Of course you are!" I exclaimed. "How could you think I have intentions of forgetting you?"
Harry kept laughing at me. I could hear him all day and have his arms around me all night.
I loved him so much.
"Anyway, now that you have asked," I continued. "I'm planning to take up English Literature and want to become a writer. Just like Charlotte Bronte, Jane Austen-"
"Alright, alright. Enough of this!" Harry stopped me with a chuckle. "No need to be defensive." I scowled at him. "Anyway, it's a good idea, very much suited to whatever I have planned."
"You can barely plan your day and you've decided what you'll do in your life?" I asked teasingly.
"Well, you always plan my day ahead, surely you can also plan out lives together." Harry said softly, placing a loving kiss on my forehead. I smiled as he pulled me deeper into his embrace and continued.
"I plan to major Criminology in Oxford." He continued. "Dad suggested me to join the navy but I declined. And then once I'm done with my studies, I want to work for the Scotland Yard." His tone sounded exciting and confident. "And then, once I turn twenty three, I am planning to make you my wife and live a nice peaceful life in London."
I smile shyly at what he revealed, totally convinced with what his heart wanted. Harry was a man of heart, he always meant his words.
"I want to start my family young." He further said. "With you as the mother of my children." His words brought pink patches on my cheeks.
"Harry, stop being corny-"
"No I'm serious." He said with a straight face. "Mind you, I want a huge family; two girls and boys each-"
"Harry," I sighed and looked into his eyes. "Whatever you have planned is great but first, we need to survive this war."
Harry couldn't help but agree with me. The Second World War was causing more havoc than the first one. There were bombings everywhere and many people were losing their loved ones within a spur of the moment.
"You're right." He said, kissing my hair. "However, I know that we'll make it."
"I know we will." I said quietly and looked into Harry's endearing eyes. He smiled at me and brushed the curls from my face, slowly leaning in to kiss me tenderly.
"I love you." He whispered against my lips.
"I love you too." I whispered back and kissed him demandingly. Harry emitted a moan the moment I bit his lips and slipped my tongue inside his delicious mouth. I had no idea from where I got the confidence and courage to do so, but all I knew was that I needed to feel him more; it was desiring.
Harry rolled on top of me whilst kissing me and placed one of his knees between my thighs. At that moment, I felt something hard rubbing against my thigh.
For a moment I stiffened, yet. I recovered as I pulled my Harry closer by his back. However, he noticed the hitch and looked intently at me with his lustful eyes.
"I-I'm sorry." He breathed out. "We shouldn't-"
I stopped his apologies, as my hands dove into his hair and brought his mouth on mine. As we kissed again, my hand travelled his south and untucked his Oxford shirt out of his trousers.
I broke away and smiled at him, knowing what his eyes were questioning.
"I don't want us to stop Harry." I whispered. "I want us to share our love physically. Who knows if we-"
"Of course we will survive Hermione, don't say that!" Harry said, caressing my cheek. "I just- are you sure you want this? You can save yourself for a better man-"
"I love you." I cut him off. "I want this to be with you Harry." He gave me a smile. "I want you to know me better than any man could, both mentally and physically."
Harry smiles brightly at me and kisses me gently on the lips. "Your father won't kill me will he?" He playfully asked.
"Something he doesn't know won't hurt him." I said slyly and kissed him again. "Harry, I'm sure. Just take me, love me like there is no tomorrow."
"Alright princess, your wish is my command." He said playfully before kissing me again. I smiled against his lips, feeling complete for the first time in my life.
Harry rode the dress up my hips, then my stomach and then my bra covered breasts. Goosebumps came up my spine when he finally managed to take it out completely and admired my half naked body. His eyes wandered everywhere and his hand started to caress my bare stomach.
"You're so beautiful." He said in awe, his twinkling eyes meeting mine. "Only mine."
I nearly forgot how to breathe when I felt his rough hands, tenderly massaging my breasts over my bra.
"Yours Harry, only yours."
Harry smiled at my words and the proceeded to unbutton his shirt. It was when my eyes widened and looked around frantically.
"Harry, what if someone sees us?" I asked him and glanced at the small, abandoned house on the right.
"No one lives there." He answered my look. "And no one comes here other than us." He kissed my forehead again. "If you want, we don't need to undress completely." I smiled at him; Harry was just trying to make me comfortable. "Anyway, we'll have time to see more of us in future."
I nodded when Harry shrugged off his shirt and proceeded to unbutton his trousers. I stopped him gently and gave him a smile, wanting to proceed his work myself.
"Hermione, you don't need to-"
"I need to. Please let me."
He smiled as I finished unbuttoning his trousers and pulling it down his legs. I'm sure my eyes grew larger in size and my heart started to pulse faster at the sight of his noticeable hard bulge, straining against his underwear.
"Like what you see?" He murmured playfully.
"You wish." I replied in the same manner as Harry connected his lips to mine. Really soon, or I have no idea when, I realised that he had taken off his underwear and my panties. My body withered in pleasure when I felt his member skimming my core.
"Hermione," Harry called out softly and I ended up looking into his eyes. "It's going to pain alright."
"I know." I said with a smile. "I trust you with myself."
Harry caressed his nose with mine and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel his member entering my folds.
"I love you." He said against my lips, entering his big self completely inside of me. For a moment, I felt as if I was being ripped apart into two halves. Maybe my mind exaggerated a bit because of the pain; I knew it was only my barrier.
I looked lovingly into his eyes and gave him a smile. I had given myself to him by choice; I was his and he was mine.
"I love you too." I murmured back before kissing him again as our bodies waltzed in perfect harmony.
I had no idea when the pain had subsided.
All I knew was that Harry and I had become one; both physically and mentally.
We were the same soul with two bodies.
And I loved the feeling of it.
Bright sun rays met Hermione's eyes when she opened them the next morning. A smile crept on her face as she recalled the dream of last night; it was about her first time with Harry. The first time she had experienced the pleasure of being loved, being touched by him in the most delicate ways all over her body. Last night had exactly been like that.
She was now completely naked, spooned against an equally naked Harry, protected by his strong arms around her and the thick blanket which kept them warm from the January winter. Hermione could feel Harry's steady breathing against her neck, meaning he was still asleep. Slowly, she shifted, turning around to face his angelic face.
Harry Potter was the most handsome man Hermione had ever met in her life. His jugular face bore a pair of beautiful emerald eyes he had inherited from his mother, his huge ginger like nose, his beautiful parted lips and his dimples which always gave him a boyish look. She smiled caressing his unshaven cheek and his crinkled forehead. For sure after the loss of Elena, Hermione knew that Harry couldn't even shut off his mind and sleep. Well, she couldn't blame him; Elena was his only sister and family and he loved her like there was no tomorrow.
Hermione smiled and leaned forward to place a kiss on his forehead and then his lips. Harry seemed to relax at her kisses and tightened his hold around her waist.
His lover couldn't help but admire the sight of her smiling, sleeping boyfriend.
Boyfriend? Hermione raised an eyebrow at that.
"I love you." She murmured into his ear and placed a kiss on his cheek, causing Harry to shift in his sleep.
He finally gave out a moan and opened his eyes, his green ones fondly gazing her chocolate orbs.
"Am I dreaming?" He asked groggily as Hermione smiled and kissed him softly on the lips.
"Why, is the dream that bad?" Hermione playfully sled as Harry kissed her again and tickled her hips with his fingers.
"It's the most amazing dream I've ever had." Harry said sleepily and cupped her cheek. "I want to live like this forever."
"Then who's stopping you?" She asked softly.
Harry smiled and hugged her closer. Last night he had proven to her that he had always belonged to her. His wishes of waking up with Hermione in his arms had come true. Harry had promised himself to love this glorious woman till the world ended with all his heart.
"I love you." He murmured into her hair, knowing Hermione was smiling widely. He would never get tired of saying that to her every day.
Hermione placed a kiss on his chest and closed her eyes, feeling contended.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked her then. "I mean, are you-"
"I'm a bit sore." Hermione admitted, feeling Harry's concerned gaze on her. "I've not been intimate with any man for almost a year."
Harry's heart pained with jealousy when he thought of Draco and Jeremy touching her in ways he touched her.
"The last time I had sex, Jeremy and I were trying to conceive." She further added, Harry's stony look being noticed by her eyes.
"But why couldn't you do it?" He asked her curiously. "You wanted children didn't you?"
"I did." Hermione said softly. "But, I wanted them with you." She gave him a small smile. "Why do you think Jeremy and I divorced Harry?"
Harry's eyes widened in surprise. "So you left him to be with me?"
"Actually, Jeremy left me so that I could be with the man I loved." The brunette replied with a smile. "He wanted me to be happy with you after I told him about us."
"Oh." He said awkwardly as Hermione kept playing with strands of hair on his chest.
They lay comfortably in silence, when Hermione found him staring idly at the ceiling, while caressing her arm.
"Harry," she said, making him look at her. "I need you to hear me out."
Harry nodded and let Hermione to continue.
"I want to clear my relationship with Draco." She said and Harry started to listen to her closely. "He was there for me when no one was. He comforted me like you did every time. I was missing you so much. He didn't even mind when I kept saying your name while he kissed me." Harry's hold on her tightened. "I'm so sorry Harry. I know you were true to our love and I respect that. I respect you with all my heart." She sighed and let tears fall from her eyes. "I just feel guilty about my love for you. If I wasn't weak, I would've-"
"Minnie, it's alright." Harry cooed, placing a kiss on her head. "It's all in the past-"
"But I wasn't true to you-"
"I still love you and I know you feel the same way for me." He finished with a smile and wiped her tears.
"But- but I have no idea how to apologise-"
"Maybe there is a way." Harry said with a smile and sat up the bed. Hermione followed the and covered her breasts with the blanket. She curiously looked at Harry who dove towards the nightstand.
After moments, what caught her eye was the small velvet box in Harry's hand. Her heart started to beat faster as Harry grinned madly at her and delicately opened the box.
The ring was vintage, classic. Hermione knew it was the Potter family ring, she had seen Lily wear it on her finger. It was an elegantly carved platinum band with a diamond studded in a small platinum hexagonal case in its centre. It was simply beautiful. That was when it hit Hermione what Harry was on the verge of asking her.
"Hermione," Harry started, taking her left hand. "I will only accept your apologies if you accept my proposal." She smiled warmly at him. "I have loved you for more than half of my life. I'm sure you remember the plans I made for us-"
"But Harry, I have done nothing to deserve you!"
"You have done everything to deserve my heart." Harry said softly, leaning in to cup her face. "The moment I met you, my life changed. You're the very same girl I fell in love with. I know that you've made mistakes in your past, you went and slept with Draco because of me. Then you married Jeremy to forget me. You were doing things for me Minnie. You loved me so much that you had taken our parting seriously. I was the one who asked you to find a better man. And that's what you tired to do-"
"But Harry-"
"Look, today is the first day of a new year. Both of us faced a lot of pain and losses last year. You lost Gregory and I lost Ellie," he sighed. "And Hermione, I want us to start afresh with this year. I had initially planned to do this last night, if we weren't in a feud. But," he smiled. "It's never too late is it?"
Hermione gave out a teary chuckle as Harry kissed her forehead and took her left hand again. "Hermione," he started again. "I know you came out of a marriage almost eight months ago. But, I have to do this to show you that I love you and I don't want to let you go again. I swear on our unborn children that I will keep you all happy. I want us to grow old together. So sweetheart, will you be my wife?"
"Harry-" Hermione started to cry and Harry took her in his arms. "This was so-" she sobbed. "Yes." She nodded. "Yes, I'll be your wife."
Harry hugged her tightly and drew out of the hug. He took out the ring from the box and gently placed it on her finger. Hermione couldn't help but shed tears of joy, before pulling Harry for a passionate kiss.
Harry couldn't help but respond equally with desire and passion as his lover-
My fiancée, his mind corrected.
His fiancée started to give him open mouthed kisses while her nails scratched his bare back.
He gently pushed her down on the bed and started to place kisses along her neck. Hermione gave out a moan of pleasure as Harry nibbled on her skin and his hands started to play with her breasts.
"Make love to me Harry." She said between her breaths as Harry sucked on her perked nipples. "Make me yours all over again."
Harry's ministrations had already caused a sheet of sweat to appear on her naked body, on top of that, their bodies were tangled in the blanket. She wrapped her legs around his waist and at an instant, Hermione felt him enter inside her in one go. However, his thrusts were slower and gentler than those from the last night.
Harry broke the kiss and looked into Hermione's eyes with love as their hips ground against each other. He smiled at her and started to place kisses all over her face while she continued to bail his back in pleasure.
"Love, you feel amazing." Harry murmured into her ear, kissing her slightly on the shell.
"You too Harry." Hermione moaned out. "Lord, deeper!" She then screamed when Harry obliged and accepted her demand.
Their eyes never lost contact throughout their lovemaking. Some dirty words of pleasure left their mouths however they loved each other in the most intimate and delicate manner.
It was like their souls had become one all over again.
They felt complete.
"Oh Harry, I'm close!" Hermione breathed out as Harry kept massaging her breast and kissed her gently.
"Me too darling. Lets do this together alright?" Harry said gruffly, as Hermione nodded. Really soon, a wave of pleasure consumed their bodies, which came out along with their names.
Oh it felt glorious.
Harry collapsed on top of Hermione as nothing but their heavy breathing echoed the walls of the room. He snugly fit his head between her breasts and gave her skin a kiss.
"You're only mine." He said against her skin.
"I'm only yours." Hermione agreed, affectionately caressing his sweaty ebony mane.
Harry then started to place kisses from her chest to neck to her jaw, when finally his lips met her for a brief post-sex kiss.
Hermione broke away and smiled at the man who would soon be her husband.
"We're getting married!" She whispered excitedly.
Harry smiled back at her and couldn't help but echo her words.
"We're getting married."
It was something he had wished for as a young man of seventeen who was foolishly in love with this beautiful woman.
Harry was sure that this wish of his would come true one day.
And it surely did.
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