A/N: ANOTHER ROUND OF COOKIES TO EVERYONE :)

NOW HERE IS THE CHAPTER ... WHERE I RATE IT AN 'M' FOR SEXUAL ACTIVITIES AND LANGUAGE. ENJOY :)

DISCLAIMER: I NEVER AND NEVER WILL OWN HARRY POTTER AND ITS CHARACTERS ….

It was almost midnight and Harry sat on the couch with his head in his hands as the arms of the clock went tick tock. She hadn't come back. Harry knew that he made a huge mistake and should've told Hermione everything the day he learnt of many things. And now, he was clueless. Hermione was gone and she had probably blasted all the people who kept the secret from her. Oh he felt extremely horrible. And sure this was a birthday to remember.

It was when he heard someone through the floo. Harry didn't bother to see who it was when a figure stood in front of him.

"I think we need to talk."

Harry withdrew his head from his hands and looked at a certain brunette standing in front of him. Her eyes bore seriousness while the small little freckles on her cheeks shone under the moonlight. She wore a midnight blue lingerie which came till her mid-thigh, showing smooth pale skin of her thighs. Harry wanted her so much at this moment. But then, he remembered that Hermione was dead annoyed with him.

"Her-Hermione." Harry stuttered as he got up and pulled his girlfriend into a hug. "Where were you-"

Hermione pried herself off his arms and glared at him. At an instant, she started punching him with all her might as much as she could. Harry knew he deserved this and didn't complain. He now felt pity on Draco as he recalled the time when Hermione punched him in their third year.

"How- fucking- could you?!" She screeched as she hit his chest. "How could you not tell me?"

"'Mione, I-"

"Don't fucking 'Mione me!" She screamed as rage blazed into her eyes. "Don't you dare Potter!"

"Please! Let me explain-"

"How could you not tell me that my mother is your godmother?" She shouted as she picked up a pillow from the couch and threw at him. "How could you not tell me that we are betrothed?" Another pillow. "How could you not tell me that you loved me for all these years and pushed me away to Draco so that I could be happy?" She started taking huge breaths as tears trickled down her cheeks. "How could you let yourself suffer without me?"

Harry did his best to fight back tears as he saw her break down in front of him. The next thing he knew was her arms were around his neck and her lips angrily attacked his. Harry was surprised when her sharp teeth nibbled his lower lip and her tongue darted into his mouth before he could grant an entrance. All he wanted was her; all of her. He couldn't stand resisting the sexiest female attacking him anymore. So all he did was to respond her with all the passion and lust he had as her body called him to savour it.

Hermione was angry at herself and at Harry. She wanted to take out all the frustrations on him. And since it was his birthday night, the brunette finally decided to gift herself to him. And not because to wanted sex ; just because she loved him and wanted their first to be special. Coincidentally, if the snogging went a step further, they may initiate sex after their first fight.

He pulled her closer by the waist wanting their intimates to savour each other as their tongues battled for dominance. At an instant, one of her long legs wrapped itself around his waist. Harry didn't hesitate the contact and wrapped her other leg around where her first leg was and carried her to his room. He wanted it to happen. He wanted this night to be special for her. And Harry had decided to make her feel like the queen of the world.

The moment they neared the bed, Harry sat on it with Hermione's hands playing with the hem of his sweatshirt. Their lips broke apart and his sweatshirt went on the floor. Harry groaned as Hermione's teeth pierced into his neck and her hands roamed his front. She had taken to appreciate his toned body and had grown to love him.

"Hermione-" he moaned as she started to kiss his shoulder and collarbone. His member twitched in his jeans as she licked his neck. "Hermione, I'm sorry."

"Don't ruin the moment Harry." Hermione murmured against his skin. "I want you. And take this to be your birthday present."

She broke away and met his could trace tears in his beautiful green eyes and smiled at him. Cupping his face and grazing her thumbs on his cheekbones, she said "I am the one to apologise. I hit you so hard."

Harry chuckled as she continued "But Harry, you could've told me about our betheroal. I would've been even more happy than I was. You have no idea how angry I was. And you know I had the right to be." He nodded "But that doesn't mean that I would stop loving you. I can never do that. Harry James Potter, just remember that I really-" kiss on his forehead ", really-" kiss on his nose ", really love you." a long kiss on his lips.

"And I love you loads." Harry managed to say as he kissed her soundlessly on her lips. He started to slip the thin satin straps of her lingerie and she started to work on his jeans. Really soon, they were wrapped up in sheets of Harry's bed as the two naked bodies did wonders. Harry was on top of her as he kissed her breasts and devoured the small beads of sweat on her skin.

"'Mione-" he moaned against her stomach as she grabbed his hair "I am sorry."

"I know you are." She managed to say. "And- Harry! Keep going!" She screamed as his member thrust into hers.

Harry buried his head into her neck as their moans and screams echoed his room. Her nails scraped his back and their breathing became ragged. He smiled against her neck when she screamed out his name as they climaxed together.

Harry collapsed on top of her and gave a peck on her neck. "That's the best birthday gift I've ever got." He said huskily.

Hermione gave out a small laugh when he rolled off her and the two idly looked at the ceiling when Hermione pulled the sheet up to her chest. Harry's eyes couldn't resist the frantic movement of her chest under the sheets when his hand darted to cup them. Hermione moaned in pleasure and snuggled closer to Harry's body as his hands kept massaging her breasts.

"Someone's ready for round two." Hermione smiled against his chest as her eyes drooped close. "But I am not."

"We can wait for tomorrow morning." Harry said, burying his face into her curls. "But I must ask, where were you the whole day 'Mione?"

Hermione sighed against his chest. "You wouldn't like to know."

Harry became impatient. Why was she like this. 'You wouldn't like to know' was a keyword for 'None of your business.'

"Love, tell me please."

"I was with Draco alright!" Hermione finally said, giving out a huge yawn. "I was with him the whole day."

A/N : OKAY... NOW HOW DO YOU THINK HARRY REACTS?

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