Comeback time, baby!
I was gone, for a long time, but I DON'T leave things unfinished. And honestly I couldn't have "chosen" a better chapter for my comeback than this one.
Also, I promised a warning: This chapter is a prime example of why this story is M-rated, so.. skip the last scene (marked by a bold letter). Nonetheless I hope y'all enjoy the update.
Boxing Day started just like the previous days of the Christmas holidays had started: With snowflakes descending from the skies.
The late morning sun had long started its journey to the western horizon when a certain brunette sat up on her bed and released a long yawn before getting up and staring out of the window.
"Today is the day." She simply thought with a smile as she quickly glanced at her trunk. Inside lay a vial she wisely had ordered a few days ago.
When Hermione told herself she shouldn't delay the necessary any longer, she went over to her trunk and uncorked the vial before emptying it in one swig.
"Tastes surprisingly neutral." She thought before a sigh escaped her mouth.
"You're really going to do it.", She chuckled in amusement, "The more I say it, the more suspense I create, which is absolutely counterproductive.. I probably should distract myself."
"Yeah, let's wake up my boyfriend." She told herself with a small giggle before checking the time.
"Half past nine? Oh, he is sound asleep. My plan is destined to work."
Hermione then silently exited her room, clad in nothing but her pyjamas, and sneaked into her boyfriend's room.
She found him just as she had anticipated, with closed eyes and shallow breaths exiting his nose, and tiptoed over to his bed before she joined him under the blanket and wrapped her arms around him, his back facing her front.
The brunette snuggled herself into him and sighed softly as she began planting gentle kisses all over his torso and face, making the raven-haired wizard stir lightly.
"It feels so nice doing this.. I can't wait to do this every day." She thought with a huge smile as she continued with her ministrations, her chosen one's eyelashes soon fluttering open.
"Hermione, is that you?" Harry sleepily mumbled as he rubbed his eyes before turning around to face the goddess that was his girlfriend.
"Obviously, silly.", She giggled, "Who else would wake you up as affectionately as I do?"
"Right." He smiled before climbing on top of the brunette and pulling her into a deep and so very loving kiss.
"Mh.." Hermione sighed into his mouth as she let her beloved take control of the situation.
"Did you sleep well, my sweet Aphrodite?" Harry asked her after the kiss and the brunette blushed because of his choice of words.
"Yes, I did. How about you?" She returned the favour and the raven-haired wizard smiled warmly in response.
"I dreamt of you." He whispered as he lowered his lips to hers again.
"What happened?" Hermione asked, the skin of their lips touching with each movement of their mouths, and especially the Brightest Witch of Her Age felt her heart exploding because of the sweetness and the intimacy of the moment.
"May I show you?" He calmly asked and pushed a few strands of her tawny tresses to the side so he could take in the absolute beauty of her face.
"I beg you." She curtly replied with a small smile and Harry chuckled heartily.
"You? Begging? Nah, I don't believe it." He said with a playful gleam in his eyes.
"You're a lioness. You just take.." Harry entangled a hand in her irresistible hair.
"Whatever.." He cupped a flaming-red cheek of hers and smirked as he noticed how he made her feel.
"You." He nudged her nose with his before his eyes zeroed in on her velvet-soft lips.
"Like." The Boy-Who-Lived didn't waste another second and firmly locked lips with his beloved, almost drowning her with the passion he dedicated to her.
"Harry." Hermione soon moaned against his lips as her hands automatically roamed all over his body like she wanted to touch every inch of his physical being.
"I love you too.." Her boyfriend gently moaned back as he playfully sucked on her lower lip, which had the brunette gasping.
"My god, you feel great." Hermione sighed in between kisses and Harry smirked smugly in return.
"I'm taking it easy on you, love."
"So, turn up the heat!" She demanded and was momentarily silenced as the raven-haired wizard bit down on her lower lip this time.
"So early in the morning, hm?" He temporarily let go of his prey to tease her and was met by the hungry gaze of his girl.
"I'm insatiable.", Hermione countered in the same teasing manner, "And I'm proud of it."
Harry chuckled as he realized she just had quoted him from a few days prior, but took on a serious expression when he realized his girlfriend tried to reverse their positions.
"Oh no, you don't.." He deeply whispered into the brunette's ear, effectively sending shivers down her spine, "You always want me at your mercy, but today my lady, you shall be at MY mercy."
Hermione just gasped in response, her boyfriend's sudden thirst for dominance making her entire body heat up pleasantly.
"So love me like you do." She invitingly whispered, her lips aching to feel them being devoured by the young man on top of her. Harry then grinned at her with eyes blackened by hunger and Hermione felt like his stare set ablaze her entire being.
"Good girl." He whispered and his voice made the hair on her neck stand, making goose bumps appear all over her body. She couldn't wait for the day to end…
At ten o'clock, Harry and the Granger family sat in front of the decorated Christmas tree and curiously eyed the presents underneath the small fir.
"So, who wants to go first?" Daniel asked the round and Hermione's eyes lit up with determination.
"If you're too scared.", She playfully said and grabbed the first parcel with her name on before mustering it briefly, "Aw, that must be your present. I would recognize mum's handwriting from a mile away."
She shot her parents a warm look before impatiently tearing the wrapping apart.
"Wow, I always thought she was that kind of person who carefully unwraps a present." Harry lightly gasped and Mr. and Mrs. Granger chuckled heartily.
"She is a fiery young lady, our Hermione." Jane stated with a light giggled and Harry grinned in return.
"Yeah, that she is."
"Wow, that's a Game Boy, isn't it?! Thanks so much!" Hermione exclaimed when she revealed the classic of a handheld console from the insides of the parcel. She then quickly embraced her parents.
"You like video games?" Harry asked her, even more surprised now and the brunette shrugged her shoulders.
"Why shouldn't I?" She cheekily replied and the raven-haired boy blushed mildly.
"Yeah, why shouldn't she, Harry?" Her parents chimed in and the Boy-Who-Lived mumbled a "Nevermind" to escape the situation.
"Hey, you also have a present from me, y'know?" He further distracted the rest of the people gathered and when Hermione's eyes lit up with an "Oh right!" he lightly exhaled.
"I bet he bought her a book!" Daniel exclaimed with a smirk and Hermione giggled.
"I told him he would direly regret it if he indeed did such a thing." The brunette told her parents, much to their amusement.
"That's my daughter for you." Jane addressed Harry with a smile just before Hermione released a gasp of pure surprise.
"That's so.. expressive." She sighed as she revealed a small golden necklace with an equally golden owl in the centre of it from a slightly larger box.
The brunette looked at her beloved with glassy eyes before she tackled his neck with her arms, her new necklace still in hand, and her parents made a little "aw" sound.
"Got the secret message?" Harry gently asked her and Hermione nodded into their embrace.
"Of course, silly."
"Wait, it's not just a nice necklace?" Daniel asked with a surprised tone, effectively ruining the moment.
"Couldn't you have waited with that?" Jane groaned and her husband sheepishly scratched the back of his head.
"Oh, right. Sorry."
"It's okay, Daniel.", Harry kindly smiled at his future father-in-law, "But since you wanted to know what makes this necklace so special, here's the answer: I chose a necklace with an owl on it because the owl is an attribute of the Greek goddess Athena, who represented.."
"Wisdom. Whoa, that's a smart move, young man." Jane praised and effectively caused Harry to blush.
"Hermione, is he a bootlicker?" Daniel asked as he pointed his finger at the raven-haired wizard and his daughter giggled mysteriously.
"Which man isn't at his girlfriend's or wife's feet?" She stated and Jane elbowed her husband with a wide smirk.
"This young lady is speaking the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth." She declared as Hermione put the necklace around her neck and crooked her head lightly.
"Do I look good?" Her gaze alone told Harry exactly what she thought, and as the adults discussed Jane's brave statement, the raven-haired wizard couldn't help but smile widely.
"Much, much more than that." He responded with his own gaze, coaxing a giggle out of the brunette's mouth.
"Thanks so much for the present again.." She then said and planted a genuine kiss on his cheek, making her parents stop their argument and instead watch the sweet exchange of the two teens.
"You two are so cute." Jane sighed, making both teenagers blush profoundly.
"Thanks, I guess?", Harry said before searching for a present with his name on it, "Let's continue unwrapping presents now, shall we?"
A short moment later he had a small box in his hands, his name written on a small card by a scripture he had never seen before.
"That's our present." Jane said but her husband raised his brows.
"Hey, it was my idea, you just helped affording it!" He exclaimed and Harry's eyes widened.
"Affording it? What is inside this box?"
"Open it up and you'll know." Daniel grinned and the raven-haired wizard followed suit.
"Football tickets?" Harry gasped when he revealed four tickets and Daniel proudly nodded.
"England hosts the European Championship next year. These are tickets for one of the two semi-finals, and we all will go there together." He explained and Harry's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Awesome! I can't wait for it!" He genuinely smiled as he carefully returned the tickets to their box before closing it. This box had to be treasured from now on.
"Okay, now your present.." Harry announced as he spotted a wrapped-up box with his beloved's handwriting on it.
His hands trembled somewhat because of the excitement that coursed through his veins in this very moment, and with shaky fingers he gingerly unwrapped his present.
"Hermione..", Harry affectionately sighed when a small sculpture of a stag and a doe came into view, "This is so sweet of you."
He then presented his newest gift so everybody had a good look at it and Mr. and Mrs. Granger gave their daughter a proud smile.
"That's an excellent present, dear." Jane said with a soft tone, effectively making her daughter beam in return.
"Yeah, it really is.", Harry mumbled as he closely inspected the silver sculpture, his heart doing a little leap when he discovered all the loving and small ornaments gracing this piece of art, "Say, this isn't real silver, is it?"
"No, otherwise the fifty pound note you had given me at the mall wouldn't have been enough." Hermione giggled but Harry just smiled widely at his girlfriend.
"It's perfect either way." He declared before gently kissing the brunette on the lips.
"Though why a stag and a doe, Hermione?" Daniel asked when the brief kiss had ended and curiously furrowed his brows.
"That's easy: You see, Harry's dad was able to transform into a stag, just like his godfather can transform into a shaggy black dog. And since his mother was married to "the stag", you could symbolize her as the doe.."
"Ah, and now you're the next generation of stag and doe, I see! That's brilliant of you.", Mr. Granger exclaimed, "Though you can't transform into a stag, can you Harry?"
"No, I am not an animagus. Though my patronus charm represents a stag." Harry proudly explained and Hermione affectionately rubbed his shoulder.
"Who knows, maybe you'll become an animagus in the future." She said and the raven-haired wizard smiled kindly.
"Maybe. But that's a concern for another today. Right now, I just feel like enjoying boxing day." He announced with a small grin, causing the adults to chuckle.
And per his instructions they continued to rejoice in this truly magical day…
When the unboxing was done, Mr. and Mrs. Granger started preparing lunch whilst Harry and Hermione retreated to the first floor.
"So, you've got a Game Boy now, are you planning on using it?" Harry asked when he had put down his gifts in the guest room and joined Hermione in hers.
"Oh, shouldn't have asked.." He chuckled when he saw the brunette already sitting on her bed, console in her hands and eyes fixated on the small screen.
"So, I don't have any experience when it comes to video games.. 'Care to explain a bit what games you got with the Game Boy?" Harry admitted and Hermione nodded curtly.
"This is my first contact with video games as well.. But I always found the concept pretty interesting, so I informed myself a bit about the entire thing. You see, the game I'm currently playing is called Tetris, and the goal is to.. ah, shit." She swore and rolled her eyes as she realized that the geometric pieces had started stacking as she talked to her boyfriend.
"What happened?" Harry asked with a chuckle, amused that a video game could make her swear so easily – and he loved it when she was a baddie.
He sat down next to his girlfriend and curiously looked at the screen, where a bunch of geometric forms were stacked from the bottom to the top.
"Well, the goal is to prevent those pieces from reaching the top end of the screen, otherwise it's game over for me." Hermione explained but her beloved raised a brow.
"And how do you do that when they stack?"
"Lemme show you." The brunette grinned lightly and restarted all over again.
"If you align those pieces correctly..", She said and quickly made a bunch of forms fill an entire row, "The row you just completed to "build" disappears, giving way to free space again."
"That's all you do in this game?" Harry asked with disappointment and Hermione giggled.
"Well, the longer you prevail, the more points you earn. Your true goal is to beat your high score." She explained but Harry just shrugged his shoulders.
"Still sounds boring if you ask me."
"Well, why don't you have a go at it, then?" She challenged and handed the device to her boyfriend, who then started playing.
"Damn, this game is hard!" Harry exclaimed after two minutes of brutal failure when he reached the game over screen.
"Boring game, am I right?" Hermione teased him by ruffling his hair.
Harry didn't even try to deny that his girlfriend was right, just like always, and the brunette in question then got up and picked up a certain photo album from her desk before returning to her boyfriend's side.
"While you enjoy yourself, I think I'll use the time to update the album. So much happened ever since I last put some new photos in here." She sighed as she opened the almost sacred archive of memories and lovingly turned each page, a huge smile forming on the brunette's face as each page revealed a dozen of new and precious moments from the past.
"Wow, the last picture slash memory I added must have been around the beginning of December! We certainly have been busy those last few weeks, huh?" Hermione lightly gasped and Harry grinned in return.
"Yeah, busy kissing and snogging each other like crazy." He said and the brunette girl rolled her eyes with a groan.
"Always thinking about the one same thing, hm?" She countered and her boyfriend shrugged his shoulders.
"You're the one drugging me, girl. So it's your fault." He cheekily smirked and Hermione just huffed.
"I could say the same." She responded and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Well, then don't complain when I praise your abilities to bewitch a man." Harry countered with a grin that disappeared when a sound notified him of his most recent game over.
"Ha ha, serves you right!" Hermione laughed and softly punched her boyfriend's arm.
"Alright, you want war, you get war!" Harry then declared as he turned off the console and put it down on Hermione's night stand before he literally pounced the brunette and buried her beneath him and on her bed. Hermione just had enough time to make sure the photo album remained unharmed by her beloved's sudden assault before he was pressing her into the mattress.
"You're starting to enjoy being the one on top, don't you?" The brunette replied and pretended to be unfazed by his sudden want for her whilst her insides were screaming how much she enjoyed his undistributed attention and almost possessive behaviour.
"As much as you do..", His breath was hot against her face, "And besides, your cheekiness screamed for retaliation."
"Punishing me now, are you?", She clicked her tongue and let her hands wander across his chest, "'Always knew you were a bad boy."
"Wanna find out?" Harry challenged and teasingly trailed his hands down the sides of her body, making the brunette's skin tingle wherever he touched her.
"Gladly." She accepted his challenge and took him by surprised when she locked her legs behind his hips, making their pelvises collide.
"Oh, 'Mione.." Harry growled with pleasure before he kissed her hard and enveloped them both in a storm of fiery passion…
A bit later Harry and the Grangers had a soup for lunch before they decided to go for a stroll outside.
The quartet passed by the park where Harry and Hermione had made out a few days prior, both teens casting each other a knowing glance as their cheeks turned a light hue of pink.
They then paid a brief visit to Hermione's elementary school and the brunette took it upon herself to tell her boyfriend all the good and the bad she associated with her first schooling years.
Harry of course knew that his girlfriend didn't have any real friends before Hogwarts, just like he himself, and he also was aware of the fact that she had been picked on for her intellect. However, that was everything he knew.
So it did come as a surprise to him when Hermione admitted that she had been bullied quite badly during her time in elementary school, making the raven-haired wizard clench his fists.
"I wish I could have been protecting you there too, you know." He told her with a touch of anger in his voice, the brunette girl soon wrapping her arm around his shoulders.
"I know. Though if I had to choose, I'd rather have you protecting me at Hogwarts now than just for the few years I spent in elementary school.", She quietly confessed, "I'd have no friends at Hogwarts without you."
"And I would have died in my very first year without you.", Harry weakly chuckled and planted a soft kiss to her forehead, "See? We both need each other in our lives."
"I'm glad our Hermione has found such a mature and supportive boyfriend.", Jane lightly sighed a few feet behind the teen couple and looked at her husband next to her, "Wouldn't you agree, Daniel?"
"Without a doubt. She might be a strong person, but everybody needs mental support at one point or another.", He responded and looked at his wife with a genuine smile, "And I'm also quite happy Hermione didn't settle with somebody who can't offer as much as she can."
"You just look at her: We've raised a highly intelligent, confident and loyal young woman who is arguably the most attractive female in her year. She deserves a Harry Potter as her future husband." Daniel elaborated and Jane laughed lightly.
"Already mentally preparing for the day where you have to walk your daughter down the aisle, huh?", She teased, "Don't worry, I think they take things slowly."
"Well, I'm not quite sure about that, my love.", He said before clearing his throat, "Hey you two! Any clue when you're going to marry?"
He of course took the teens by surprise and they both blushed crimson red as they tried to look anywhere but near Daniel Granger.
"Oh come on, you're mean! There's no need to make them feel this uncomfortable for no reason." Jane told her husband with a stern look and Harry plus Hermione gladly used their opportunity to escape the embarrassing situation.
"Sirius would be proud of your dad right now.." Harry muttered and Hermione agreed with a curt hum.
"We're lucky he's not here to assist him." Hermione added and wiped a bit of cold sweat from her face.
What she forgot, however, was the fact that the alleged mass-murderer had promised to pay a visit on Boxing Day…
Through the exclusion of this tiny yet impactful detail, both Harry and Hermione were more than just surprised when Sirius Black stepped out of the fireplace of the Granger residence around sunset.
"Merry Christmas everyone!" He merrily exclaimed and outstretched his arms when he saw his godson walking up to him in order to embrace him.
"Sirius!", Harry sighed with a huge grin as he hugged his father figure, "It's SO good to see you again. I must admit I kinda forgot you were coming over.."
"Has it been that good of a day already?" The animagus chuckled with his signature grin and cast a certain brunette a most suspecting look.
"I'm glad you're here too.", Hermione told the prankster when it was her turn to hug him, "Despite your tendencies to make other people feel embarrassed."
"Yeah really, stop bothering my child and her friend.", Daniel then snickered as he shook hands with Harry's godfather, "Unlike them, we actually remembered you were visiting the house today."
"And what about that friend of yours, is he going to join us as well?" Jane asked as she embraced Mr. Rakishness.
"Ah, Remus should be here any second now."
Like on cue, another wizard stepped out of the fireplace a few moments later. And so the greetings started all over again.
The four adults and two teens then settled down in the large living room to have a nice chat, the crackling fire helping to envelope the conversation in an atmosphere of cosiness.
"I bet you must be ecstatic to be surrounded with a bunch of friends after months of isolation at Grimmauld Place." Harry immediately addressed his godfather and the older wizard smiled in return.
"Well, Remus comes by from time to time and then there are the order meetings, so.. it could have been worse. But yeah, it's been quite a while since I last saw you, and sitting in front of you right now truly makes me happy, Harry." Sirius spoke with genuine happiness and the raven-haired wizard felt touched.
"I'm glad you're keeping him company. Who knows what mischief he would be planning without you, Remus." Harry thanked the werewolf who shrugged his shoulders as he looked at his old friend with a playful gleam in his eyes.
"You could say I'm getting paid for it." He teased but the animagus roared with laughter.
"Ha, getting paid? By who? Me?! Nah, you're paying me for, let's say.. Paying your debts after losing a bet?" Sirius countered and Hermione immediately blushed as she got his reference.
"Well, c'mon, who could have guessed Harry was better with the ladies than his father?" Remus smirked, absolutely aware of what he was doing, and the brunette almost squeaked in embarrassment.
"Will you two schoolboys finally stop referring to this oh so "mysterious" bet? We know what happened, Remus lost the bet, it's done! No need to talk about it any more!" Hermione declared but her parents looked at the two marauders with curious looks.
"Well, we don't know what happened. 'Care to enlighten us?" Daniel asked and both Harry and Hermione looked like they wanted to bury their bodies right on this instant.
"See, Hermione, the public is intrigued by the story. We must continue reporting about it." Sirius teased before he and his companion went into a detailed recap of THE bet…
The conversation continued from thereon with the expected mixture of heart-warming and teasing moments, and the hours passed like minutes. Soon enough it was seven p.m.
"I hate to spoil the mood, but I think Remus and I should head back home now. As you might know, we have guests to entertain." Sirius announced when he took a look at the clock.
"Yeah, what did the others do without you anyway? Die of boredom?" Harry asked with a humorous undertone and his godfather chuckled.
"I advised them to go for a stroll, catch a drink on the way before returning to the house so dinner can be prepared in time.", He declared with a smirk, "No, just kidding.. Though they probably prepare dinner right now."
"Speaking of dinner preparations.. I think Daniel and I should get started with that as well." Jane added with a smile and patted her husband's back.
"Well, then I can leave the house with a good conscience.", Remus merrily smiled before giving his best mate a stern look, "But you can't, Padfoot!"
"Huh, what are you talking about?" Sirius asked with genuine confusion written all over his face and the werewolf face-palmed himself.
"Harry's present?!" Remus asked with a groan and the animagus' eyes widened.
"Fuck me, you're right!", He then looked at his godson with an apologetic expression in his eyes, "'Hope you're not gonna kill me for that."
"I'd rather kill you for your sense of humour. And the teasing." Harry added with a playful gleam in his eyes and Sirius wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"Okay, so you might recall that I am starting to renovate my place, and just the other day I began tidying up the attic and all when I came across this.", He explained and revealed an envelope from the pocket of his coat, "I thought it might be of interest for you and Hermione, since you're kind of family now."
"She's been family for years by now. Or at least it feels like it." Harry warmly smiled at his brunette girlfriend who lightly blushed.
"C'mon, take the envelope already." She tried to distract the attention, which worked out in her favour. Harry took his present and slowly opened it as everybody eyed the process with curious eyes.
"Are these.. your parents, Harry?" Daniel asked when a block of photos was revealed from the inside of the envelope, Harry's eyes widening as he realized what he held in his hands.
"Yes, they are..", He said with an emotional tone and looked at his godfather with a hint of tears in his emerald orbs, "You know that I already have a photo album of them, but I can't have enough of family photos if you ask me. Thanks so much, Sirius."
Harry then quickly went over to his godfather and gave him a tight hug, the older man quickly reciprocating the gesture.
"You're so very welcome, lad. You're so very welcome." Sirius sighed before putting his hands atop of Harry's shoulders.
"Christmas is a feast you spend with your family. You don't have any friendly blood-relatives left on this world, and that is cruel. But it would be even crueller of me to not at least give you the closet thing there is to a real parent for you: Their memories." He intensely stared into Harry's eyes, who now had to fight with a few tears rolling down his cheeks.
"You're the closest thing I'll ever have to a real parent and you know that. 'Have been so since the day I rescued you with Hermione.", The raven-haired wizard confessed with a shaky voice, "You don't know how happy I felt on that day.. Or evening, actually."
"Happy enough to conjure a corporeal patronus.", Sirius proudly beamed at his godson as he squeezed his shoulders lightly, "And you deserve this happiness. But that's why James and Lily made me your godfather: People only cry in laughter when I'm around."
"You know, you'd make a really great dad.", Harry expressed his gratitude, "Especially your ability to make dad jokes is convincing."
Everybody laughed at that…
Shortly after Sirius and Remus had bade farewell to the quartet, Daniel and Jane started preparing dinner, leaving the two teens to themselves in the living room.
"It's really peculiar that I'm sitting here, with you, having a look at pictures of my parents and yet I probably can't tell you a bit more 'bout them than you already know." Harry said with a glance at his girlfriend next to him as he held out the pile of photos for both of them to see.
"It's not like you're to blame for that.", Hermione responded and caringly placed a hand atop of her boyfriend's shoulder, "Your parents were taken from you by the most cruel man alive."
"I'd argue he's alive after that resurrection of his." Harry dryly remarked and shortly swiped through the photo collection in his hands, revealing a picture of James, Lily, Sirius and Remus sitting on a bench in front of the lake at Hogwarts. They all had their arms around each other's shoulders.
"True.", The brunette said before inspecting the picture in front of her eyes, "And if you constantly remind yourself what you're fighting for he'll be dead for good in no time."
She cracked a small encouraging smile and Harry chuckled lightly.
"The reason for this fight is sitting next to me." He said and Hermione rolled her eyes, despite the way her stomach tingled because of his declaration.
"I actually was referring to ending what your parents started around fifteen years ago." She said and Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"You have to be more precise, then.", He countered, "But don't think that I don't know how much you liked my initial statement."
"Ha! As if I care about your cheap flattery." She provoked and directly stared her boyfriend in the eyes, making her challenge an official matter.
"Oh yes, you do! The last few days should be enough evidence to prove you wrong." Harry retorted with a laugh and teasingly poked his girlfriend's nose.
"Evidence, very funny Mr. Wrong." Hermione snorted and Harry put down his parents photos on a coffee table before he hoisted his girlfriend onto his lap.
Her beautiful tawny hair framed her face in a way that did a million and one things to the Boy-Who-Lived, and as she faced him he could see the mixture of amusement and playfulness in her eyes that encouraged him to be bold with her – something that he knew she loved very much.
"Mh, so how would you call your reaction every single time I tell you how beautiful you are?" He whispered with a smug undertone and the brunette just rolled her eyes.
"How would you feel if I complimented you with THIS look?", She asked and tried to imitate his intense look of longing and desire he saved for her and her alone, "You practically eye-fuck me half of the time!"
"Shh. We don't want your parents to hear that, hm?" Harry said with an evil grin and Hermione immediately blushed a deep red after realizing that her parents totally could have heard that part.
"You're so cute when you blush." The raven-haired wizard chuckled in amusement, his voice deep with a hint of desire, before he quickly pulled his beloved into a small snog.
"You know I'm right. Just look at the way you try to eat my face right now.. That's because I pushed the right buttons." Harry sighed in between kisses and felt his girlfriend grinning against his lips.
"I'm eating your face because I'm hungry." She naughtily and quietly replied, which earned her an evenly naughty tug at her hair.
"What an ill-mannered lady you are." Harry hissed against her mouth as they continued making out on the couch.
"Don't you want me to be a baddie?" Hermione teased with a whisper, fully knowing how her behaviour flooded his brain with tons of hormonal and primal urges.
"I want you to admit that you like my flattery." Harry said, surprising the girl in his lap by proving that he at least had some resistance to the fog of desire clouding his mind in a situation like this.
"Then make me." The brunette escalated things further and within a few seconds of her declaration she found herself under attack by two tickling hands of her boyfriend.
For a while she just hoped to outlast his tickling and accepted her fate temporarily, that was until she had a hard time breathing.
"Harry, stop, please!" She giggled uncontrollably and gazed up into Harry's emerald eyes with laughing tears streaming from her own orbs of hazel brown.
"You know what I wanna hear." The raven-haired wizard replied in a sing-sang voice and an enormous grin plastered on his face as he temporarily stopped his shenanigans.
"Never!" Hermione declared. And suffered the consequences.
Demonstrating that he had just as much control over her as she had over him, Harry continued to mercilessly tickle the woman of his dreams, keen on nudging her to a wiser answer.
"Okay, you're right." Hermione used all of the remaining power and control left in her to form her formal capitulation, making the Boy-Who-Lived grin like an idiot.
"Seems like you're not incorrigible after all." Harry remarked and immediately ceased tickling his girlfriend. Hermione sighed in relief and collapsed against his chest.
"Surviving your tickling attacks is as hard as running a marathon." The brunette woman mumbled and Harry chuckled.
"Oh my, what are we going to do until dinner, then?" He asked and the Brightest Witch of Her Age shrugged her shoulders.
"Listen to some music?"
"Down here or upstairs in your room?"
"I'm afraid I'm too wiped out to climb the stairs."
"I could carry you."
"And fall down the stairs together? How romantic."
"Okay, you win. We'll do it here.", Harry sighed, "Um, you need to climb out of my lap if I am to turn on the stereo here."
"Fine..", Hermione mumbled like a disappointed little girl, "But don't leave my side for too long."
"Hey, you were the one who wanted some music.", Her boyfriend laughed as he made his way to the stereo system, "Whatcha wanna listen to?"
"Dunno. Just pick the first thing you see." Hermione said as she lay down on the couch, a picturesque scene that Harry couldn't help but take in for a few seconds.
"Is that Oasis?!" He then gasped when he noticed a certain album next to the sound system. The album cover showed two men walking down the street of a metropole, one walking towards the camera and the other away from it, while multi-story houses stood at each side of the street.
Harry raised the album so Hermione could see it too and just like him, she couldn't quite believe it.
"Well, last time I was home, there only was the "Definitely Maybe" album. But maybe they released a second one in the time we were at Hogwarts. It's not like we had a lot of time to check the muggle charts every day.." Hermione pondered and glimpsed a few times, "I'm gonna ask my mum when this happened."
And as if her state of exhaustion had never existed she got up from the couch and dashed into the kitchen.
"Mum, is it true that Oasis have released a new album in the last few months?!" She excitedly asked as soon as the smell of an amazing dinner filled her nostrils, making both her parents face her. They always loved it when their daughter got excited about something.
"Yes, dear. It's called "What's the Story Morning Glory?" and it is even more successful than their first one. I daresay even better than "Definitely Maybe"." Jane answered and her daughter giggled.
"Okay, so if you think it's brilliant than it will be good for me." Hermione responded with a grin.
"You seem to be far more excited for something that you just like." Jane remarked as she rested her hands on her hips and the brunette girl shrugged her shoulders.
"Yeah, I like them quite a lot. You, on the other hand, love them. You even love "Shakermaker", which I still don't understand to this day." She told her mother.
"Okay, if you two fangirls want to talk about the Mancunian idiots please do it where I don't have to be near." Daniel then joined the conversation and his wife rolled her eyes.
"His faked hate for Mancunian music really can get on my nerves.", She muttered, only for her daughter to hear, "Okay, sweetie. I think your father direly requires my assistance with the food, so why don't you go back to your Harry and listen to the greatest album of the decade with him?"
"Rubbish! God knows why they became famous in the first place." Daniel mumbled with a small growl as Hermione exited the room and closed the door, leaving their parents to discuss whether Oasis was or wasn't a good band.
"So, it seems like the Gallagher brothers really are back with a new album." Hermione announced once she was by her boyfriend's side again.
"Great! Let's have a listen then, huh?" Harry clapped his hands and made it his task to make the sound system work, which didn't take long.
Once the first song started playing, the couple sat down on the couch yet again, their arms soon draped around each other's shoulder in a way that was almost as old as their friendship itself.
Both teens remained silent and enjoyed the moment of togetherness as the fire continued to leisurely crackle in the fireplace. That was until the energy of the music made them feel the need to stretch their limbs.
"You're up for a dance?" Harry asked his beloved by the time a song called "Some Might Say" was being played, Hermione's mouth cracking a small smile as she got up and offered him her hand.
"As long as it's nothing too extreme." She said and the raven-haired wizard chuckled as he also left his seat on the sofa.
"We're both not good enough at dancing for something extreme." Harry countered as he casually pulled her towards the centre of the room so they had the space to move freely.
"Though we're good enough to be extreme in quite some other areas of expertise, wouldn't you agree, my dear?" Hermione laughed at her own innuendo and so did her boyfriend.
"Yeah, we're one crazily gifted couple." Harry half-joked and the brunette's eyes glimmered in fascination.
"A real POWER couple." She whispered as she and her boyfriend started moving to the music, the rock'n'roll energy quickening both their pulses.
"Fuck, yeah!", The raven-haired wizard laughed, "Let's conquer the world, baby!"
"Give us a few years and we'll be unstoppable." She played along and squeezed his hand.
"Now you're putting fantasies in my head, love." Harry chuckled.
"Tell me what you see." Hermione demanded with a breathy voice and an intrigued smile.
"You and me, sitting on a throne inside of a gigantic palace, hundreds of people bowing to us.." Harry whispered and Hermione's eyes darkened lightly.
"The thought is exciting, isn't it?" She asked and one of her hands reached up to gently caress her beloved's chin.
"Yeah.. But we want to kill a tyrant, not be his successor."
"We don't have to be mean rulers. We could rule with mercy and true justice." Hermione teased and her boyfriend smiled faintly.
"Nice idea, but I'd still decline that offer."
"Aw, c'mon! I know a part of you wants this to happen!" She exclaimed and Harry just shrugged his shoulders as they continued to sway to the beat.
"Might be. But that's my sinful side. The one I don't want to decide my choices with." He said and briefly stroked the back of Hermione's hand.
"I bet it was your sinful side that first fell in love with me." She teased and Harry rolled his eyes.
"Yes, you're right."
"If you can live with the desire to bang your best friend, there shouldn't be a problem with being a fair ruler – the latter at least can be justified with morals." The Brightest Witch of Her Age once again proved why she had earned herself that nickname.
"Are you really trying to tell me that it was amoral to feel attracted to you?" Harry snickered and Hermione just slapped his side lightly as a response.
"Imagine the scenario where only you had feelings for me.", She said, "In that scenario I would call such feelings an act of amorality."
"But since you can't keep your hands off of my body for more than ten minutes I'd say I acted correctly." Harry teased and to his surprise was met with a firm nod and a wide grin.
"Exactly!", Hermione confirmed, "Harry Potter did NOT land in the friend zone."
"If I had, life would be truly painful now.", Harry then sighed, "Have I ever told you how much I needed you to become my girlfriend?"
"You make it clear with every time we interact.", Hermione stated with a small grin, "And if you love me as much as you say you do, please give me a crown, a throne and a castle for starters."
"Not that fantasy again! Honestly, are you joking about this or am I seriously standing in front of the dark queen of my lifetime?!" Harry groaned, much to Hermione's amusement.
"'Course I'm joking, silly.. Though there's nothing wrong with having a HUGE manor or estate.." She giggled.
"Yeah, a huge house for you to stuff a million books in, that wish I can understand. Though I doubt that I have enough money to realize such a thought." Harry admitted and Hermione shrugged her shoulders.
"What a pity.." She again teased, which made her boyfriend pull her close to him.
"If you want a kiss, you just have to ask for it." The raven-haired wizard warmly smiled before sealing his lips to hers in the middle of the living room. Luckily for them, Mr. and Mrs. Granger were still occupied with the Christmas roast…
That changed around an hour later when the elders of the house announced that dinner was soon to be served. And this time, Hermione's parents didn't object when the teens offered their help to lay the table with the usage of magic.
In no time everything was prepared and so the quartet took their seats at the table, each and every one of them eyeing the dishes with a ravenous look.
"Jane, you really outdid yourself this year." Daniel declared as he uncorked a bottle of wine and poured his wife a glass of the red beverage.
"There doesn't pass a year where you don't say it.", Jane replied with an amused smile as she gave her daughter's boyfriend a knowing look, "I bet Hermione will tell you the exact same thing someday in the future when you're cooking the Christmas dishes."
"That day is still far in the future.. But yeah, I guess you're right." Harry replied with a small grin.
"Sadly there are quite a few unpleasant things we have to solve until then, but for once I think we shouldn't worry about Lord Noseless.", Hermione added with a sigh, "Let's dig in, I'm really hungry after smelling the roast for hours now.."
"Merry Christmas, everyone." Daniel said as he raised his wine glass as to toast to his wife, daughter and future son in-law.
"Merry Christmas." The rest replied before everybody reached for their cutlery, officially starting the feast.
"Hm, that might be one of the best things I've ever tasted." Harry praised Jane's cooking soon after he had started on his slice of the roast, something that made the older woman beam with delight.
"Coming from you that means a lot, fellow chef." Jane expressed her gratitude and Harry chuckled.
"Well, you spent hours making dinner, so it just HAD to be excellent." Hermione added, which made her father chuckle.
"Yep, your mother and I did something productive while you lazy kids spent the time listening to the oh-so-brilliant new Oasis album." He teased which was followed by a collective groan.
"Just kidding, folks." Mr. Granger quickly "apologized" but couldn't help snickering nonetheless.
"Did you like "What's the Story Morning Glory?", kids?" Jane asked the teens to distract from her husband's childish behaviour and both Harry and Hermione nodded.
"Yeah, it certainly is a great album. Not THE greatest, but without a doubt very good.", Harry remarked and expectantly looked at his girlfriend, "But to be honest, I liked the previous one more. What about you, 'Mione?"
"I second that motion.", The brunette said, "Their style has changed a bit, hasn't it, mum?"
"It has gotten even better than before, you mean?" Jane joked and her husband sighed as he looked her in the eyes.
"Just tell me if you wanna marry that Gallagher fella and I'll leave the house." Daniel stated with an overly dramatic tone, which caused Jane to roll her eyes.
"Okay, I guess we'll change the topic so my husband won't fall into a depression." She announced with a pitiful smile as she pinched her husband's cheek before offering him her hand, which he gladly did…
After a truly outstanding and satiating dinner, the Granger family plus Harry decided to watch "Home Alone" on television, not only because the raven-haired teen had never seen it before but also because the others didn't mind yet another rewatch of the film – it had become too much of a classic in a very short period of time.
Before the movie started, however, Hermione quickly went up to her room to put on one of the new pullovers her parents had given her earlier this day. Of course she chose the wine-red one out of the four new ones.
"Trying to flatter me now, are we?", Harry asked with a chuckle as his girlfriend rejoined him by his side on the sofa, "Though I appreciate the gesture."
"You look great in red, honey." Jane complimented her daughter as she turned on the TV and Hermione couldn't help a small giggle.
"I've heard that a lot, as of lately." She mysteriously stated and gave her boyfriend a meaningful glance which he returned with an amused smile.
"So you like our daughter in red clothes, hm, interesting.." Daniel said and scratched his chin in thought.
"Well, red does underline her aggressive nature quite nicely, doesn't it?" He added with a teasing tone which made his daughter cross her arms in front of her chest.
"I am NOT aggressive!", She declared and cast the raven-haired teen next to her an intense look, "Or am I, Harry?"
"Uh, you better choose your words carefully now, young man!" Daniel snickered and leant back in his seat as he enjoyed the "drama" unfold in front of him.
"Depends on the context, I guess?" Harry responded with a slightly hesitant tone and Mr. Granger hid his face behind his hands.
"The right answer was: "No, of course not!". But well, not a bad result for your first try.", He concluded as the intro of the movie started, "Anyway, let's enjoy the film."
Harry however found it impossible to concentrate on the movie as he noticed a certain brunette intensely staring at him every other second.
"What is it?" Harry whispered towards his beloved who then began drumming her fingers on his thigh impatiently.
"When am I aggressive?" She asked with a demanding tone the Boy-Who-Lived had feared and loved alike since the start of their friendship.
"When you're kissing me like there's no tomorrow, dig your nails into my shoulder blades and bite my lip until it bleeds." He whispered with a hint of desire in his voice that had the brunette blushing nicely.
"Oh.. that's the context you meant.", Hermione mumbled before she grinned at him teasingly, "Well done, you don't have to sleep on the couch today."
At that, Harry furrowed his brows in confusion.
"What's she alluding to?" He thought and looked at his girlfriend with an inquiring look.
"What do you mean?" He asked with a lowered voice and Hermione rolled her eyes in faked annoyance.
"Use your brain, Potter." She then gently laughed at his cluelessness before resting her head against his shoulder.
Showing her merciless side, the brunette girl then refused to further enlighten the raven-haired wizard next to her, effectively forcing him to watch the movie and or to come up with a solution to her "riddle" on his own.
More or less ignoring the movie, Harry chose to entirely focus on coming up with an answer to the question that currently plagued him.
"And here I thought I could stop the mental exercises for once.." He thought as he pondered and pondered.
"I bet it's something trivial and I'm just completely overseeing something." He continued and when the Granger family laughed because of an apparent comedic moment in the film, so did he. Even if he didn't get the joke, since he was occupied with something vastly different. Though Hermione noticed so.
"Seems like somebody is completely clueless right now." She whispered the obvious with a small grin and Harry rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, I'd appreciate it if you could help me out here."
"Okay Mr. Oblivious, since I am the personification of mercy I'll release you from your anguish.", She teased with a sparkle of excitement in her eyes, "In some relationships it's common for the girlfriend to banish her boyfriend to the couch if he misbehaves, so he won't enjoy the privilege of joining her in bed that day."
For a second Harry furrowed his brows as he thought about the underlying message of her explanation. Then, when realization hit him, his eyes widened whilst displaying a million emotions in the very same moment.
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?!" Harry almost hisses, not being able to believe his senses.
"Did she really just invite me to share a bed with her tonight?!" He thought as the brunette next to him shrugged her shoulders.
"'Depends on what you think.", She continued to play with him, "But yes, I think I mean what you think I mean."
"Sorry, this is too much emotional explosion for one moment of time." The raven-haired wizard exhaled deeply before getting up from his seat and declaring that he had to go to the loo, which actually was a good excuse when one considered all the feasting that had taken place not an hour ago.
Once Harry took refuge behind the closed doors of the bathroom on the ground floor, he sighed and slid down the door until he found himself in a sitting position, legs angled and arms hugging his knees.
"That woman has balls of steel to make such an allusion in front of her parents, quiet voice or not." He silently told himself and shook his head.
As Harry felt nervousness surging inside himself, he closed his eyes briefly to get rid off the nasty feeling.
"Why are you all agitated now? You know exactly that you want to make her yours.", A voice inside himself told him, "Haven't you dreamt of this for months?"
"Yeah, that's true. I don't really know why I'm nervous, it's Hermione we're talking about here! My Hermione. The one person I'll never feel uncomfortable around." Harry again spoke out the words aloud.
"I guess imagining things and experiencing them are two entirely different things." He concluded and shrugged his shoulders. Then he chuckled.
"If somebody had told me during the summer that I'll bang my best friend on Christmas Day, I simply wouldn't have believed that person.", Harry lightly snorted, "Seems like my life isn't as bad as I sometimes make it out to be."
The raven-haired wizard then got up from the ground, went over to the toilet and flushed in order to make his excuse to go to the loo seem plausible. He then rejoined the Granger family in the living room.
"You didn't miss a lot." Hermione commented as he sat down by her side again, the tiniest of smiles on her face as she did so.
"That's relieving to hear." Harry replied and decided to demonstrate that his girlfriend wasn't the only one who could play the game:
Not thinking too much about if he should do it, Harry simply and softly put his hand atop of her thigh, a small grin soon forming on his face when he noticed the brunette next to him getting a bit nervous as well. But then, after a few seconds, Hermione also put her hand on top of his.
"I guess that means we really are both ready for this.. Well, it was about time, ha." Harry thought to himself and leant back in his seat…
After the film had ended, the quartet stayed in the living room for a bit longer and enjoyed some Christmas biscuits as they merrily chatted about leisure things, the two teens for once completely unworried by the dark lord and the ministry that tried to plague them. Though a sort of tension eventually began to arise both inside Harry and Hermione.
It wasn't an uncomfortable kind of tension, but it was more than prodding them on to do something, making both the brunette and the raven-haired wizard wonder if a spirit had taken over their bodies. So they couldn't help but sigh mentally when Mr. Granger announced that he was going to bed, his wife seconding his motion a few seconds later.
After bading goodnight to Harry and Hermione, both teens found themselves staring at the still crackling fire as the intimacy of their togetherness began to settle in.
"Just take his hand and go upstairs with him. If you start a monologue now, it will just turn out catastrophically bad.", Hermione thought to herself after a while, "And don't think too much from here on. Just do. Just ACT."
So that's exactly what she did. For once the Brightest Witch of Her Age shut down her rational side and acted on her instincts.
Hermione intertwined her fingers with her boyfriend's, making him look at the brunette with an inquiring look.
She just nodded in response and smiled at him with a mixture of shyness, confidence, confirmation and affection all at the same time. A ton of emotions rushed through both of their veins, there wasn't a better way to articulate this maelstrom of feelings.
The brunette then got up from her comfortable position and gently pulled the raven-haired wizard with her as she guided him up the stairs, wordlessly, affectionately. The smile never left her face as she felt the warmth of his hand and he felt the warmth of hers.
They entered her room and Harry softly closed the door as Hermione let go of his hand and stepped into the middle of the room before she abruptly stopped and turned around, looking at the raven-haired wizard with a mustering gaze. Harry decided it was his turn to be brave.
"So.. you wanna do it, right?" He asked with a calmness he didn't expect to possess in such a moment, still standing at the door whilst his favourite witch stood across him a few metres.
"Yes. Do you?" She replied in a similar manner and a gentle laugh escaped Harry's mouth.
"I thought I declared my unequivocal consent earlier." His tone was warm an unpressured, something that made the brunette witch giggle lightly.
"I had to be sure.", She said, "We don't force each other into anything, Harry. You know that. We're a natural team."
Hermione, in wise foresight, then cast a quick silencing charm before she forgot this vital precaution in the storm of passion that had yet to come.
"That we are, my lady.", Harry agreed with a small grin when he recognized the incantation of the spell and closed a bit of the distance between him and his girlfriend, "And that's why neither of us has to fear a thing."
"We were meant to be lovers.", Hermione said for only him to hear as she as well took a few steps towards the man of her dreams, "I don't want to deny myself this title any longer."
"You're right.. if there is a destiny, then I don't want to run away from it a day longer.", Harry added as his girlfriend now was within his reach, "We've both run away from our feelings for each other this autumn. And look where it has brought us."
He chuckled with a carefreeness that had the brunette witch smiling.
"Yeah, being best friends really wasn't enough for us, huh?" She stated and Harry affectionately put a small strand of her beautiful hair behind her ear.
"We're still best friends, 'Mione. You're my everything. That includes being my best friend." Harry whispered as he caressed her angelic face with his thumb, Hermione's eyes glimmering at the contact.
"You're my everything as well, Harry." The brunette responded.
They then both looked at each other, smiled and threw their arms around one another like they had done so many times before.
"Thanks for being in my life." Both teens declared with eternal gratitude in their voices before they parted. Hermione then looked up at her boyfriend with expecting eyes.
"Don't you want to lead?", Harry asked with a small grin of amusement, "I'm not the kind of man who is afraid of a strong woman, as you surely know."
"I might be strong, brave and assertive..", Hermione now rested her hands on his chest, her hazelnut eyes radiating love and lust, "But I'm also a woman. So make me yours, if you can."
The slight teasing tone that accompanied her smirk was all Harry needed to let his instincts take over, and soon he shared a leisure kiss with his girlfriend.
He draped an arm around Hermione's waist and pulled her closer to him, a gesture that had her smiling against his lips.
"You know that you're allowed to take off my clothes now, don't you?" The brunette teased at one point after they had parted for some air, making the raven-haired wizard chuckle mildly.
"I'm living in the moment, my dear." Harry countered with an amused tone as he made it his task to free Hermione of her wine-red pullover.
"'Just teasing, love. We never rush things, why should we now?" She replied as Harry revealed a red t-shirt underneath her pullover. The raven-haired wizard dropped the item of clothing to the floor as the brunette swiftly took care of his hoodie.
"Though nobody ever said we can't turn up the tempo a few notches, ey?" Harry chuckled at her vigour and followed her lead, Hermione's t-shirt soon following the clothes on the floor. All that remained to cover her torso was her bra.
Before the Boy-Who-Lived could stare at his girlfriend for too long, however, the brunette witch herself quickly made work of Harry's sweatshirt to expose his bare chest to the air around them. Now he could drink in her appearance – which he did.
"I don't know what to say..", He gasped as his eyes travelled up and down her torso, the milky hue of her skin and the way her body curved leaving him without words in his mouth, "You're just so damn attractive."
"And so are you..", Hermione whispered as a blush spread on her face, "But thank you."
Harry then put both his hands on her bare waist and moved them down to her hips, where her skin was still covered by her jeans.
"I don't know how it took me so long to realize that you are as gorgeous as you are intelligent." The raven-haired wizard said with apparent want in his voice, the brunette witch catching his drift as she started unbuttoning her trousers.
"Doesn't matter. All that matters is that you came to said realization." Hermione sighed as her boyfriend pulled down her jeans, leaving her in nothing but her underwear. Harry's eyes darkened significantly because of that.
"I can't believe it: You're wearing boxer shorts?" He asked with a growling undertone as his eyes zeroed in on the black fabric that made no attempt to hide the apparent curve of his girlfriend's behind.
"Not always.", Hermione answered truthfully with a small grin, suddenly feeling emboldened by Harry's ravenous stare, "Like what you see?"
She then spun around slowly, demonstrating her boyfriend just how fit she was and when her eyes met his again, she was met with flames of emerald that made heat rise within her.
"You have no idea how regal you are, have you?" Harry tried to keep some softness to his tone in order to not sound too possessive, but failed miserably. He wanted to touch her so badly.
"I don't want you to suppress your emotions, Harry.", Hermione softly told him as she not-so-softly yanked down his own pair of trousers, "But yeah, I think I know how much you appreciate my body."
She of course was referring to the apparent bulge of her boyfriend's underpants, a sight Hermione decided to enjoy quite a lot.
"It's impossible not to.. So many blokes at Hogwarts want to have you the way I have you now..", Harry's breath was hot against the lobe of her ear as he whispered those things, "But I don't share. You're mine. Mine and mine alone."
His sudden assertiveness was electrifying and the brunette quickly snatched his hands and guided them towards the clasp of her bra.
"Go on, then." Was all Hermione could muster as a response, her mind swirling in a tornado of fogging desire. She showed him how to get rid of a bra and prodded him on to reveal yet another area of herself to his intense stare.
Harry's hands were tingling as he removed the last piece of clothing above Hermione's waist and took in the sight of her nude breasts for the first time: Their size was optimal for him, big enough to be apparent and feminine but not disproportionately huge. Their form was natural and elegant, their hue just as addictively creamy as the rest of her body.
"You really are the peak of feminine creation." Harry almost moaned as his dark eyes couldn't get enough of the sight in front of him.
"So touch me, then." Hermione gazed at her boyfriend with longing, longing that turned into pleasure when she felt his hands upon her mounds.
"Fuck..", The brunette craned her head slightly at the touch, "I've waited for this so, so long now.."
"I've dreamt of this countless times." Harry growled as he worshipped her body, an unprecedentedly known intensity of lust and hunger washing down on him.
Her boobs felt warm in his hands, soft yet firm as he kneaded them, and he decided that it was drugging to touch her like that, elicit these sounds out of her throat. Without wasting another thought he sealed his mouth to hers.
"Gods, Harry..", Hermione gasped in between kisses when he lightly pinched her puckered nipples, "I love you so much."
Stressing her point, the brunette bit down on Harry's lower lip, making him groan in pleasure and tighten the grasp on her breasts – which caused Hermione to bite down on his lip even harder.
"Fuck, you're intense..", Harry moaned when Hermione had released his bleeding lip to throw back her head when he started circling his thumbs atop of her areola, "You perfect woman."
He loved it when they burnt at a thousand degrees, it made them both lose interest in anything but the body of the other, kindling a fire inside their guts that was all-consuming.
The raven-haired wizard then crashed his lips against the column of her enticing neck, returning her gesture by nibbling on the soft flesh, something that had the brunette beauty gasping for air.
"More." Hermione demanded with distinctive need in her voice and Harry knew she wanted him to work his way down to her globes of flesh, a demand he obeyed willingly. Each kiss left a tiny dot of redness on her perfectly milky skin, the contrast a piece of art in itself.
As Harry kissed his way up her ample slopes, he couldn't refrain himself from growling, the softness beneath his caressing lips a sensation that intoxicated him and coaxed several deep moans out of his girlfriend's mouth.
"Don't stop.", Hermione gasped when her boyfriend started sucking on her sensitive nipples, "I.. fuck."
Harry grinned slightly against her breast, her now frequent usage of swear words something that aroused him further. Knowing he was the cause of her wild side did unimaginable things to him and his body.
He soon switched sides, making sure he gave both of her tempting mounds an equal amount of attention so the brunette was worshipped as the goddess that she was.
Hermione, being a woman that usually wasn't one for serious self-overestimation, felt on top of the world during those moments. The desire, love and worship her boyfriend lavished her with made her feel powerful, mighty, even unstoppable.
He was the Boy-Who-Lived, the man destined to defeat the most powerful necromancer the world had ever seen, a man with sheer endless reserves of intensity and drive, and now that Hermione truly felt all of his intensity and hot need focused on her all alone, she couldn't help but feel like the most powerful being in the entire universe. His mouth on her ample slopes made her transcend into another dimension.
Eventually, Harry retreated from her luscious flesh and looked his girlfriend in the eyes again, a gaze of urgency meeting his emerald discs. Knowing what the brunette non-verbally was asking him, he nodded briefly. The raven-haired wizard didn't feel nervous the tiniest bit, the level of trust he felt for the witch in front of him a force unmatched.
Her touch was affectionate yet fiery as Hermione hooked her fingers into his boxer shorts before pulling them down, revealing his naked and erect manhood in the process.
"Just as handsome as the rest of you." Hermione whispered with a small smile, her tone and gaze so full of love that it touched the raven-haired wizard deeply.
"May I?" The brunette then asked as she temporarily rested her hands on his chest, her display of care and respect once again amazing the young man.
Instead of answering, Harry again nodded and then closed his eyes as he felt his girlfriend's hands travelling down his body, leaving behind what felt like a small trail of liquid fire to him.
"Fuck.." He gasped when he felt her petite hand firmly taking hold of his shaft. She then started stroking him slowly, each movement causing a small explosion of his senses.
Harry had dreamt of similar situations countless times before, but he quickly decided that no construct of his mind, no fictive world inside his head would ever feel as good as the real, warm hands of the woman he loved with everything he got.
"It feels good in my hand." Hermione assessed with a hint of her usual, calculating nature in her voice.
"And I like the size." She added, making the raven-haired wizard moan in pure pleasure. Harry's eyes fluttered open then as he put a hand atop of his girlfriend's.
"I'd love nothing more than to let you continue.. but.."
"I get it.", Hermione just voiced her understanding before she went on her tiptoes to press a kiss to Harry's lips before she guided his hands to her own pair of boxers, "Do it."
The Boy-Who-Lived felt pure excitement rushing through his veins as he exposed the most intimate area of her body to his eyes, fully aware of how privileged he was to see this side of the undoubtedly most striking young lady at Hogwarts.
"Goddess.", He rasped as he took in the sight of her shaven womanhood and the slopes that belonged to the bum he couldn't stare enough at, "I am in love with your body."
"Show me." Hermione's tone was impatient and ravenous as she pressed herself flush against the man of her dreams, their naked bodies as close as it could get. Or nearly, at least.
The desire inside of him voiced itself as Harry slid his hands down her sides until he firmly cupped her buttocks, his action coaxing a deep moan out of his beloved's throat.
"You don't know how LONG I've been waiting to do this." He confessed with a growl, his erection twitching against her bare abdomen at the heavenly touch.
"Not as long as I've wanted to have you inside of me." Hermione replied with a whisper, her breath hot against his throat as she craned her neck, inviting him to kiss her senseless. Which he of course did.
Mere seconds later the two of them were standing in front of the brunette's bed, her calves touching the side of the mattress. She escaped his lips and grasp before lying down in front of him, making the pupils of Harry's emerald orbs dilate:
There was nothing in the world that would convince the Boy-Who-Loved that the woman in front of his eyes was NOT the most alluring, striking and quaint young lady the world had ever seen. Her body was a piece of art, picturesque and mesmerizing.
Her tawny, now messy hair was sprawled all across the pillows as Harry climbed on top of the brunette, a dream finally coming true for the both of them. But then Harry's eyes widened all of the sudden.
"Don't we have to use a contraceptive?" He almost groaned, hating to ruin the moment but caring more about the well-being of the girl beneath him more than anything in the world.
"I took the potion today." Hermione grinned lightly as she saw the immense relief sparkling in his darkened orbs.
"But where did you.." Harry wanted to ask but was quickly silenced by a swift kiss.
"Claim me, Harry.", Hermione whispered to him in what Harry thought was the most seductive tone a woman could possess, "I want you so fucking much."
"I want you just as much..", The raven-haired wizard declared as he aligned his manhood near her moist nether lips, "But you know that this will hurt you, don't you?"
Despite all the heat and passion swirling around the two of them, his eyes were so very gentle and caring during that moment, something that increased the brunette's need for her boyfriend even more: Hermione knew she had found the one with whom she would live until the end of her days.
"I do. But you'll take good care of me, won't you?", She replied with an enticing tone before her hazelnut-brown eyes stared at him with impatience, "And now make love to me, for god's sake!"
Her exclamation evaporated all the little doubts left inside Harry's body.
Shifting a bit so that he could support his weight on his forearms, Harry then slowly pushed his hips forward, a mutual moan both escaping his and Hermione's mouth as he entered her for the very first time. Though Harry soon found himself unable to dive any deeper inside of her.
"You okay so far?" The raven-haired wizard asked his beloved with an inspecting gaze, his voice a bit shaky due to the intense pleasure coursing inside of him.
"Yeah.. 'til now I don't feel any pain.", Hermione admitted with a somewhat surprised tone before closing her eyes, "Go on, let's do it once and for all."
Obeying his queen's command, Harry thrust into her with a bit more force, sliding past what until now had been his girlfriend's hymen. He fought against the instantaneous urge to start ploughing into her hot wetness like a madman and instead watched her face for any sign of tears or discomfort.
"It didn't hurt!" Hermione gasped after a few moments when she was absolutely sure that the pain should have hit her by now - but curiously hadn't. Harry furrowed his brow in concern.
"You're not just saying that?" He asked, not being able to believe his ears, but the brunette just grinned at him seductively.
"Lemme prove it to you." She whispered into his ear before locking her legs behind his hips and thrusting upwards, making her boyfriend's shaft sink into the depths of her feminine body once and for all. Within a moment, Harry's world again reduced to his need and the hunger that burned inside of him, their peculiar situation already long-forgotten.
"Fuck, you feel good." Harry groaned as her inner walls squeezed him in a way that stroked the fire inside his guts like nothing had ever done before, making him smash his lips to hers to prove the truth of his words.
"Yes.. don't stop." Hermione gasped in between kisses as she stared into his blazing discs of emerald, his gaze piercing her soul in a way she had dreamt of for months.
The Brightest Witch of Her Age felt in literal heaven during these moments: The way her boyfriend worshipped her body, claimed and made her his was pure intoxication. It didn't take her long to find herself moaning his name every other second.
"You should listen to yourself..", Harry growled as the scent of Hermione's arousal filled the air around them, "Fuck, you turn me on, girl."
As to emphasize his point, he increased the rate of his thrusts, making the brunette witch beneath him purr with pleasure.
She felt like he tried to brand himself into her skin, his hips colliding with her after each thrust, and she loved to feel his masculine assertiveness, how he pressed and rode her into the mattress.
"More." Hermione soon found herself begging as she took in gigantic gulps of air due to the intense, physical exertion, her chest heaving quite nicely because of that – something that didn't go by unnoticed by her lover.
"As you wish, my queen." Harry breathed against the lobe of her ear with a low voice before starting to kiss his way down her neck, eventually closing in on the slopes of her glorious mounds. Pure electricity shot through the brunette as the man atop of her lightly bit down on her puckered nipple.
"Harry!", She called out to him in ecstasy, "Oh god, you're amazing.."
"If you continue like that, I won't last much longer.." Harry groaned against her breast before he repeated his ministrations, resulting in another scream of his beloved.
"Me neither.." Hermione gasped as her eyes rolled back in their sockets, the feeling of his hot mouth on her boob combined with the vigorous thrusts inside of her centre a sensation that overwhelmed her neural system.
The more Hermione screamed his name, the more intense Harry ploughed her, and the more intense his undulating movements became, the louder his girlfriend became. Her screams of pleasure went straight to his erect member.
They both had expected their coupling to be an unprecedentedly-wondrous experience, but even their stormiest and wildest fantasies had prepared them little for the explosion of serotonin that completely made them cave in to the act, reduced their wants to the need of completion, the need of fulfilment.
"Dammit, you're tight.." Harry groaned when he felt his girlfriend's walls contracting more and more, an experience that had him thrusting into her even more relentlessly.
"I'm close.. make me come undone." Hermione whispered as she craned her head, silently begging her lover to kiss her again – a request Harry willingly agreed to fulfil.
"Take me with you." He mumbled against her lips as they exchanged wet, sloppy kisses whilst his member was ravishing her hot depths with an intensity the brunette knew only her lover possessed. And at one point it all just was too much for her body to handle. Climax hit her. Hit her hard.
Instead of screaming her lungs out she let out a silent cry, the pleasure inside of her stopping her vocal cords from functioning, and as stars appeared in front of her eyes she felt her feminine juices washing down on her boyfriend's girth, releasing all the tension that had built up in her nether region over the last minutes. She felt like her nether lips never wanted to let go of Harry's manhood ever again.
"Hermione.", He called out her name in pure bliss as he felt his own nirvana approaching quickly, "Take me there, babe."
Mere seconds later he was consumed by the entirely-new sensation of his throbbing member pumping jet after jet of his sperm into the womb of the woman that he so desperately had needed to claim, her welcoming depths making him thrust into her until he was buried to the hilt.
"Gods..", Harry groaned as he collapsed on top of her, "You're heaven-sent."
"Likewise." Hermione sighed as she stared into his emerald eyes, the ecstasy still wildly swirling in his green pools.
"I fucking love you, 'Mione." Harry declared as he moved slightly atop of her, making her feel just how deeply he had buried his shaft inside of her and coaxing a moan out of the brunette's mouth.
"I love you too, Harry.", She whispered with a satisfied smile, "And I love having sex with you."
"I want to have you every night from now on. Now that I had a taste of you, I don't want to go without it for a single day." Harry declared with a possessiveness that sent a jolt of passion straight to her core.
"You can have me multiple times a day.. But beware, you'll have to fight for the top spot from now on."
"That way it will be even more satisfying to ride you into the mattress the next time. Damn, I love the way you scream my name when I dig you the right way."
"You'll never win if I should decide to abuse my feminine powers."
"Okay, you've got a point there. You're smokin' hot and damn, am I looking forward to seeing you in your naked glory every day from now on."
"It will be hard to shag in Hogwarts, though.", Hermione giggled and then an evil smirk formed on her face, "Though it won't be impossible."
Instead of responding directly, Harry remained silent for a moment.
"Something feels a bit weird here.." He thought as he furrowed his brows in concentration.
"What feels weird?"
"Well, I just got a feeling.. and I can't say what." Harry thought and then saw the brunette's eyes widening in surprise.
"That's it, Harry! You didn't say anything! I didn't say anything. We're.. USING TELEPATHY?!" Hermione exclaimed without using her lips, the message sounding through Harry's brain as clearly as a verbal exclamation.
"A. Mazing." Harry just replied non-verbally as he widely smiled at his beloved before pressing his lips to hers stormily.
"Now I can praise you even while we snog..", He thought as he entangled his hands in the gorgeous hair of his naked girlfriend, "This just opened so many new doors for us."
Harry was proven right the very next day...
Author's note: Merry Christmas everyone.. again.
It feels like yesterday when I uploaded the first chapter of this story precisely one year ago. Back then I didn't have a clue when I would write this chapter, but always assumed that it wouldn't happen during Christmas. Well guess what, I wrote the last scene last night, setting the course for a truly amazing festive season.
Yeah, if you read the title of the chapter, you know that I started writing this in the middle of August. So where have I been all this time?
Until the start of my last school year at the end of August I continued writing every day, but once the first grades came close, I suddenly and simply didn't have the time nor the energy to continue the story. It was mad, all the free time I had, had to be used to come down from the school stress and to refuel some direly needed energy. Even during the autumn holidays I was so exhausted from the weeks prior that I didn't find myself able to produce content with a quality that would meet my very own expectations. But Christmas really does wondrous things to me..
Christmas is the time of fanfic-writing to me, so it didn't surprise me a few days ago when I felt in the mood for some serious writing sessions. So I think I'll be able to upload regularily for the time of my holidays.
I know this chapter has a few loose ends for now, but next to that I think the content is quite self-explanatory, ha ha.
I also think quite a few of you have a clue what will happen in the next chapter, so I hope you're looking forward to the update. I'll hurry, just for you guys ;-)
I can't believe how much I missed writing this, but..
'Til the next time!
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