Him, Her, and the Quidditch Pitch by BatdzAngel

Rating: PG13
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 4
Published: 25/07/2003
Last Updated: 25/07/2003
Status: In Progress

They met at night because the pitch was always empty except for them and the sound of their
breathing…H/Hr.




1. Him, Her, and the Quidditch Pitch
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**Title:** Him, Her, and the Quidditch Pitch

**Author Name:** Batdz Angel (\0/)

**Author E-mail:** Chelita777@aol.com

**Category:** Romance

**Sub-category:** Angst

**Keywords:** Harry Hermione Quidditch

**Rating:** PG

**Spoilers:** Books 1-5

**Summary:** They met at night because the pitch was always empty except for them and the
sound of their breathing…H/Hr.

**Disclaimer:** I don't own Harry Potter or the universe it takes place in. That only
exists in J.K. Rowling's mind.

**AN:** Don't forget the Golden Rule of Fanfiction: Reviews mean that the author writes
more fanfics!

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They met at night.

He paused in studying her from afar, his eyes filled with warm affection as he studied the way
that her hair curled and went every which way. She was wrapped up in one of her warmest cloaks, the
material black and causing her to blend in with the dark night…

He slid his arms around her and whispered, "Hello."

She smiled and whispered back, "Hello…"

They kissed, lips meeting and parting slightly. He cupped her face with his hands and she sighed
softly, melting against him as the stars sparkled above them in cheerful harmony…

They met at night because the pitch was always empty except for them and the sound of their
breathing…

Neither of them cared about anything at this moment. All they cared was about being close to
each other, the barriers gone, and the doors open for their feelings to pore out…

They knew some people suspected but never voiced the opinion because of the third part of their
Trio. The young man who had shown that he did in fact care for her as more but had never acted on
his feelings…

He had never taken that chance…

She buried her head into his chest and murmured, "I missed you…"

He chuckled. "I'm sorry. I'll sit with you next Quidditch game…"

She smiled and looked up at him with shining chocolate eyes. "Promise?"

"I promise," he smiled back.

"We have to tell him you know," she said as they sat down on the grass. "I am so
sick of hiding how I feel about you! I want to be able to hug you when I have a bad day and kiss
you good morning…"

"We will," he assured her. "Tonight if you like. We can go back to the castle and
tell him."

"Really?" she gasped looking up at him with a gleam in her eyes.

"Really," he confirmed. "Although I'd rather spend my time with
you…"

"Oh honestly," she murmured kissing him on the chin. "I love you."

"I love you too…"

They met at night on the pitch because at night they weren't Hermione Granger or Harry
Potter. They were only two teenagers in love…

**~ FIN ~**



