Summer Love Not

Mrs. Weasley brings Hermione to Grimmauld Place, where her family was staying for the rest of the summer. Fixing up the house to making it less Slythernish. Now that it was getting a new owner. Harry was going to inherit it from Sirius as soon as the legal paperwork was finalized along with a small fortune.

He’d find notes and letters from Sirius saying ‘these are my clothes from your parents wedding’, pinned to the cloak, He found jewelry in boxes and letters from his father, James. Sirius had kept things that he found after the attack of Harry parents, Harry’s birth certificate. Some pictures his parents, dating, married and his mum pregnant. A picture of a very proud Sirius holding baby Harry with his parents, on the back it read ‘happy family’.

Harry couldn’t wait to see Hermione. But Mrs. Weasley warned Harry and the others in the house that Hermione wasn’t well,
“She not herself she’s been through a lot, she needs to be around people who can look after her.”

She gave the twins the ‘This is very serious no jokes on her’ look. Even more serious look when she told them that they were going back to Hogwarts to finish their education,
“The more you know the better you’ll be with your inventions.”

The twins were trying to make an old doll to talk and moan. It reminded Harry of when Dudley had to make up a class earlier that summer for school. A health class he had to perform artificial respiration on a dummy.
He wanted so much to have the doll yell at Dudley
“Get your hands off me you pig” but he didn’t it wouldn’t be worth it. Dudley wasn’t even doing it right. Harry looked at the book and watched the video and was thankful that all he had to do is learn a spell. The twins didn’t get the doll to talk, just eat, burp and spit up. Which made the others brother laugh at first and then after while it just got disgusting.

Harry read the newspapers and saw the pictures. ’Maybe she really happy with him’ his heart ached. Why was he missing her so much?

When she did arrive she was pale and thin she looked like she was in a daze. Trying to look happy and smile
“It’s good to be here thanks for inviting me.” She hardly ate anything at dinner.
She went to bed early and an hour later she woke up screaming. Mrs. Weasley got to her first. She was shaking, and was drenched.

She changed her clothes and came down stairs in to the living room and started to read a spell book. Harry wasn’t sure what to do, as he re-reads the history of Quidditch Through the Ages across from her.

Mrs. Weasley was getting ready for bed. She stops at the chair with Hermione in it.
“ Getting ready dear?” she asked softly. Hermione stop reading and looked at the floor thinking, nodding
“Yes.” Molly put a hand on her shoulder and patted it, turns and went up stairs to bed.

Harry fell asleep on the floor of the living room when he woke up to Hermione crying. She was talking in her sleep. Harry could see her eyes were flickered. He walked over to see if he could gently wake her up. She was dreaming Viktor was drunk coming at her and then changed to being tortured she put up her arm in defense and yelling “No, please, no more,” and then it change again, seeing Harry holding her wrists inches from his face and a scratch on his cheek. She was awake now standing, shaking.
“Harry?” He let go of her wrists slowly “I’m sorry Harry. I don’t know it was you. I though you were them.”
“Them?….What happen to you there?” He asked in a whisper “Please tell me.”

They went up stairs in to the spare bedroom. They sit on the bed she tells him what happen with Viktor first.
“So all of it was a lie, why did you go along with?” He felt relieved and bad that he started to believe what he read in the paper. She had tears in her eyes as leaned into him,
“ I wasn’t myself …all of my experiences were in the Pensive. I had Dumbledore take all of my memories of the Order and all the other important information in my head and put it in Pensive before I left. My judgment wasn’t up to challenge.” Harry picked up a newspaper and said read the headlines about Hermione fainting

“So, you fainting never did happen when he was about to smash in ground”
“Oh, that kind of did happen”, Harry look at Hermione shocked.
“I did faint, I had been tortured the night before. I was sick. I know my dreams, ….the nightmares, of torture actually happen to me”.

“They tortured you?” she nodded. They put a forgetting spell on me but everything comes back in my dreams and I experience again but then I heal very fast.” Shaking her head.
“I have to get them out of my head or I’ll go mad. I’ll be lost.” He put his arms around her. Hermione told him the things they did to her.

“ I still feel the things they did to me, everything hurts.”
Harry then notice the bruise on her neck and dry blood on her shirt
“You should try to get some sleep.” She put her head on the pillow falling asleep in a few moments. Harry watches her sleep for a minute then went back to he and Ron’s room.
Finding it hard to sleep worried for Hermione and hearing Ron snore. Putting his head under a pillow he falls asleep.

Harry’s wondered what kind of an animal would he be if he was animagus and see a huge odd-looking cat. He then realizes he’s turned into a small dog, a puppy, and the cat asks,
“Do you want to play.” Rubbing Harry’s puppy head, chin and tummy.

They hear a school bell and the cat starts to run,
“ Oh no, I’ll be late,”
and the cat runs off. Harry follows; she runs to the forest and stops at a hole in the ground. Turns and said
“ I’ll go first.” And darts down the hole, he doesn’t know why but he wants to catch her and Harry goes after her.

The cat starts changing in to a child and a young girl than and slightly grows. Harry changes too from a puppy, to a dog to a snake and then to himself.
She runs faster and faster. So does Harry. She has long robes on that are black and blue and a white dress on underneath. They end up in the Room of Requirement Room; the fire dimly lights it.

The girl is trying to get her robe off in a panic but is stuck around her neck. Harry walks quickly into the room a bit out of breath. “Here, let me.” The robe lacing was knotted around her throat. So he pulls it apart. A soft voice said
Thank you”. He doesn’t reply, he just looked to where the rope had left its mark on her neck and all he wanted to do is kiss it. A feeling grows in him; a wave of excitement went through him. He wants his lips and tongue to taste her skin, to bite it. As he went to do this the fire in the fireplace got higher and brighter and he realize he was wearing nothing but a bed sheet around his waist.

Some part of him was raising in the sheets as well the fire. The fire was bright white and filled the room, so bright he couldn’t see. He put his hands up to shield his eyes.

He opens his eyes to the morning sun peeking in to his window. In his bedroom Ron was getting dressed,
“Come on mom got breakfast ready.”

The Weasley boys were made to clean up the back yard. The boys complained that they don’t want to do yard work. Molly Weasley shushed them and “ we need it for something. “It didn’t take long with so many hands.

That night Harry woke up to Ron snoring again. He took his pillow and walked down the hall to the spare bedroom and threw the pillow down.

Something felt strange so he took his wand and walk around the house,
He came to the kitchen to find Mrs. Weasley making tea. She turned around and looked at him.
“Harry,” she looked at the back door “ You should be in bed.” Harry not knowing what to say
“ I was coming down for drink.”
“Water?”
“Yeah” and now started to go to the sink and wondered what she was looking at. He turned to the back door and started to walk over. He heard Mrs. Weasley say
“I’ll get your water Harry then go back to bed.” He sees Hermione in the middle of the back yard.

With a cauldron, bottles and candles lit.
“What is Hermione doing?” and starts to go to the door. Mrs. Weasley froze Harry a step from the door with her wand.
“Harry, you must be very quiet. Don’t move.” She quickly walked to him and whispered,
“She doing a cleansing spell. An old one. Harry I have to tell you …you may not want to see this. It can be hard to watch some you know go through this.”

Hermione dropped the match on to the gowns and a bright fire started. She chanted some more words and the fire split in two and the smoke whirled around her.
Green smoke covers her head when she left out a scream. Harry jumps and reaches for the door now that the freeze spell wore off.

“ No Harry.” Mrs. Weasley said. Harry looks at her and said,

“ But she in trouble something’s wrong.” And he again goes for the door.

“No Harry don’t watch “. But it’s too late. Harry watches in horror. Hermione is lifted a few feet into the air and the fire in engulfs her. And she screams louder for a few moments and she is crying and the fire is gone.
The green smoke is still around her. Slowly moving around her chest and she starts to cough and chokes out water.

Harry can’t believe what he is seeing and starts to move but Mrs. Weasley still has a hold on him. Hermione has her hands at her mouth cough out the last of the water.

And pressing her wrist against her chest that had started to bleed and she start to cry and moan in pain as bleed runs down her arms drips off the elbows, her legs curling up into a fetal position.

Her body is lifted a little higher and suddenly drops a few inches and her hand go to her throat trying to get hold of the force strangling her, as her legs kick in the air feeling for something to step on.
A few moments go by her hands drop to her side her mouth is open but there no sound. She’s limp.
“ No,” in disbelief Harry knees weaken and he falls forward he put a hand out on to the wall to support himself.
“Hermione.” he whispers. The green smoke turns to a light shade and spins her around with little sparks going off. The smoke goes back in to the cauldron. Harry watches as she falls to the ground.

“ There it’s over,” Harry said again going for door.
“ Not yet” looking as Mrs. Weasley shaking her head.
“Hermione has to bury ashes. She will be kind of glowing. Harry Don’t Touch her. You mustn’t touch her at all. It might hurt the spell.” Harry notices as she spoke she was wiping away tears.
“ Are you all right Mrs. Weasley? “
“ Poor dear, it’s a wonder she survived, seeing what they did to her.”
All Harry could do is nod.

And then look back at the yard that was now dim with candlelight and a small figure patting the ground with a small shovel.

Standing up Hermione brushes the dirt off of herself and slowing walking to the back door.
She was wet and had soot all over her. Here and there Harry saw blood and burnt spots on her clothes. Mrs. Weasley pulls Harry away from the door so a shaky Hermione can come though the door.

She sits down without a word not looking at them and Mrs. Weasley gives her a cup of tea and toast.
Harry not sure what to do or say. So he then knelt down to Hermione and asked,
“ Is there anything I can do for you?” she looks at him tears filling her eyes nodding,
“ Draw me a bath?”
“ Sure“ nodding “Warm .. hot ?”
“Very warm “ she says softly.
“ Anything in it .. salts, bubble?”
“No, just very warm water.” Harry quickly goes upstairs to the bathroom and starts to fill the tub. He goes and finds the fluffiest and softest towel they have and a washcloth, sponge and anything else Hermione may want. A few minutes later the tub is full and Hermione, who was still glowing comes up stairs Mrs. Weasley behind her.
Harry gets out of their way and goes to his bedroom.

There must have been a spell on the rooms because Harry couldn’t hear what was going on in the bathroom. Almost an hour later Mrs. Weasley came out of he bathroom and said goodnight to Hermione. Harry leaped out of bed and opened the door.
Hermione was just trying to open the girl’s bedroom she shared with Ginny, and it was locked. Ginny had locked it fearing her twin brothers playing a joke on her. Harry tried the doorknob too.

“Locked” she said. She was still glowing and looked so tired. Harry went to touch her arm and then stopped. He then pointed to the spare bedroom “You can sleep in there.” he open the door and again went to reach for her and stopped. He never realized how much he touched did her. She sat down on the bed and wet hair dripping; he could see the bruises on her.

“Are you ok, Hermione?” she nodded and slipped her legs under the sheets slowly and pulled up the covers. Harry sat in the chair next to the bed watching her. He wanted to lie down next to her and put his arms around her and say ‘ I’ll protect you. I won’t let anything bad happen to you’, but he couldn’t.
She was already asleep. He heard her breath a sigh and snuggle her face in his pillow. He sat in the chair most of the night, until Molly Weasley came to look in on Hermione around 4:00 in the morning.

“Go to bed Harry. She’ll be fine. Go get some sleep.” Harry got up and went back into the hall and bumped in to one of the twins. Molly came out of the spare room and told Fred to go back to bed.
“ But we going fishing mom. “
“Well don’t wake up the house,” she whispered.
Harry got in to bed and rolled his covers into a pillow and fell asleep.
He again had the dream with the cat and ending up in Room of Requirements room. He started to get worried. He was dreaming he was a snake and last time that happened he bite Arthur Weasley.
Was Voldemort taking over his mind?
Who was the girl he wanted to bite? But his scar didn’t hurt like last time.

Harry watched Hermione all the next day she seemed better almost back to normal. He also noticed how often he touched her, sitting down at the table, passing in the hallway and just talking to each other. He also noticed her hips, legs, shoulders, her face, eyes, her pink lips and a curve in her neck that seem to glow.

Two weeks went by quickly and everyone was ready for school. The train ride to Hogwarts was fun, it was good to see all of the other Gryffindors and to catch up with all the news. Rumors of Hermione and Viktor were soon over and even the twins looked forward to the new school year.

They really didn’t have a new DADA teacher, so everyday one other teacher would teach it .. Even Hargid. As well as guest speaker. Aurors, people from the Minister of Magic and Harry himself.

At the Halloween Feast Ron and asked Hermione for a date for that Saturday.

Harry didn’t know why but he suddenly became dizzy and there was a loud rush sound in his head. He felt his heart fall into his stomach, crack and dry up in to a small thing. He had to put his head down in fear of falling over. But he decides to get up and get some air. He didn’t remember walking, or bumping into one of the twins, just a pain in his chest.
Realizing he felt something so strong for Hermione.
He walked outside and tried to breath normally. But did she say yes to Ron or no? He went back to the common room after a few minutes he didn’t want to see Hermione or Ron and he couldn’t eat.

The first Quidditch game of the season and of course it was against Slythern. Harry found it hard to concentrate. All he could think of that Ron and Hermione were going to have their first date the next day and Harry was jealous. He was angry with himself for not asking her out and that he should be happy that she was going out with a nice guy like Ron. But he couldn’t. He was also mad that she wasn’t at the match. Viktor was still to close in mind and she didn’t want any reminders.

Ron was playing, saving goals left and right; he was playing beautifully, like a fearless hawk. The crowd cheered him on. The other team tried to knock him off his broomstick but knock themselves off instead. Harry felt miserable he couldn’t find the snitch; he didn’t feel like playing the game.

He looked in the stands for Hermione knowing she wasn’t there. If she was she be cheering Ron on like everyone else. He just wanted to get the game over with. Suddenly Malfoy was banging in to him
“Get out of my way Potter.” They struggle for a few moments and then he hears a familiar voice. He turns and sees Hermione in the stands. Turns, sees Malfoy coming at him and the snitch is a bit below Malfoy. Harry dives and nearly getting hit by Malfoy but catches the snitch. Harry feeling a little better knowing the game is over, but mostly Hermione came and called to him. He didn’t even know what she said. He dared himself to look up at her, she was looking at him clapping and cheering. Feeling a little better and smiled and nodded at her. Everyone cheered for Harry and Ron, in fact they were still cheering Ron the next day.

Most of the students went to Hogsmeade as well as Ron and Hermione. They were to have tea at Tea Leaves, a new shop. Ron and Hermione were sitting at a table talking off and on.

Girls kept coming up to Ron saying how great he was at Quidditch. And asked he over and over again to tell them the play-by-play actions. In no time two other girls were sitting with Ron. Batting their eyes at him and flirting. Hermione felt it weird that this was a date and the other girls were nudging her out. Ron had groupies now and was in the spotlight. He was very happy and Hermione was very happy for him, but this was some place she didn’t want to be again. She had had enough when Ron was pulled away to another table to talk to another group of giggles girls
and Hermione was left to pay the bill.

She paid it and went to the ladies room. Harry watch from across the room, hearing a one the boys say
“ Ron’s going out with her, I know they’re friend and she very nice..but if I dated a muggleborn my parent would lock me in my room for a month.” When she came back Ron was gone. She thought she should be furious, but she really wasn’t. Harry wasn’t sure what to do. ‘If she comes over should I ask her to sit down?’ But she left the shop and Harry followed her from a long distance.

She walked in and out of shops. It was time to go back to school and Ron came out of nowhere. He apologized to Hermione all the way back to school. And when they got to the common room Ron ask if he could kiss her. She nodded and he kissed her on the lips for a moment and they broke for a moment and he kissed her again a little bit more firmer and then he opened his mouth. Hermione’s eyes flew open as she jumped back. She was blushing.
“ Was that ok? “he asked.
“ Um oh ff. fine it was fine Ron,” she said. He smiled and went to give her an other kiss,
“ Uh Ron, I’ve had a hard summer and really feel I need your friendship. I don’t want to lead you on. I don’t think I should … um. We should have that kind of relationship. Beside, you have a lot of other girls to go out with” as she noticed a few lipstick marks on his cheek and one on his neck she pointed to.
He blushed and said
“Yeah, right” and smiled.

Harry had to laugh. He was relieved that the date was a flop and no one got hurt or too embarrassed. But if he asked her would she want to go out with him, is it too soon after Ron or to soon after Viktor? He thought about as he layed in his bed slowly drifting off to sleep.

Harry on his broom flying through the air playing Quidditch and Malfoy has a bludger club in his hand, his trying to hit the snitch. Harry races to the golden ball but Draco hit’s it and it smashes in to gold and silvery pieces which turn into money and chocolate frog packets and a brown book to which they are falling from. Harry grabs it in the air.

And now he on the ground and he looks at the book and it gets very heavy and it falls to the ground where he hears it crying and looks like it turned to wood. He looks up and sees Dumbledore. He comes over and said
“ the book is hurt help it,” Dumbledore changes to Molly Weasley

“Kiss it and make it feel better.” Harry kisses the book and it turns back to the book it was and trading cards and money starts to fall out.
So he takes his robe off and put the book and others things and ties his robe around them and head g back to the school.

He hears a noise and there’s a small snake behind and moves toward him and wraps itself around his ankle. Harry asked
“ What are you doing around my leg, what do you want?” the snake replies “ We want herrrr….” And looks around and he’s in the D.A. room and see the girl near the fireplace, he’s wearing the bed sheet and nothing else. The snake is moving, growing “….My knee.”moving to his thigh.

Harry awakes up and he late again for breakfast and he showers and dresses for Quidditch practice. Harry keeps having dreams he’s a snake and finds it hard to sleep afraid he may hurt someone. Four days earlier he had fallen sleep in potions class and had dreamed that he was talking to a snake. What woke him up were the screaming classmates thinking he was possessed he had talked parlstongue in his sleep. By the time he was aware what was going on the students were up against the wall and Hermione trying to get to him with Snape grabbing at her trying to pull her back and she was shaking him off.
She just knelt down next to him.
“Harry, let’s go see the nurse ok.” Harry nodded and she took his hand. The nurse took one look at Harry and put him in a bed and gave him a sleep draft. No dreams.

But every other night he woke up from these strange dreams. Harry is so tired and now he’s going to be late for quidditch practice. He runs down to the Great Hall with broom in hand and shoves a piece of toast in to his mouth. Seeing a few apples and peaches he puts them in his pockets.

He runs from the Great Hall and out the doors to the outside. He cuts through the field. He looks down hill and sees Ginny and Hermione down near the lake eating and laughing.

Hermione and Ginny were talking about the stories of the brave Knights the people in the portraits tell. How the fought dragons, saved villages and rescue young maids in danger. The knight that was their favorite is the Westin the Knight that was offered bags of gold, a house, horses and a feast in his honor he gives it all back for a kiss from the Lord’s daughter. They were laughing when a voice above them spoke.
“A weasel and a mudblood, right were you belong beneath me.”
“Fly off Malfoy, no one wants to hear you mouth running.” Hermione said.

Malfoy smiled and spit on them. Hermione scooped up some mud and throw it and it hit Malfoy in the face. The girl starting laughing glad the dirty hit it’s mark. Malfoy turned red with anger. He took out his wand and before Hermione had a chance to think he spoke and a second later she was in a glass ball.
“Look it’s a mudblood ball.” Malfoy laughed and with his wand lifted it up in the air. The girls then notice that Crabbe and Goyle were in the air too. They started hit the glass ball to each other with their brooms and feet. Hermione went higher and higher into the air spinning around and around. Ginny ran to the quidditch pitch yelling for help.

Harry hears her yelling and ran to her. Panting Ginny said
“ Malfoy’s got Hermione in a ball in the air.” and she pointed near the lake. Harry turned

“ Get a teacher, get some help.” And he starts running in the direction of the lake. Ginny ran for the help. Running Harry held his broom out and yelled
“Up.” And the broom started to lift Harry swung his legs around the broom hanging up side down and with a jerking motion swung right side up sitting his broom. Leaning again the broom his whispers
“Go faster”.
Hermione is being spun around in the air. She tries to brace her self against the ball as not to keep bumping around in it. She gets her wand out tries to break the ball, but all that happen is a sparks comes out and bounces off the inside of the ball, hitting Hermione. Malfoy and the others hit Hermione higher in to the air. She can look down at the school she so high and getting very dizzy and sick feeling. Everything’s a blur most of the time. She closes her eyes to think. But the movement makes her feel sick and she can’t think.
She looks up and sees Malfoy with a bludger club and smiling saying “Dirty mudblood. Fall down and die.” as he hit the ball and it smashes.
A thousand parts crystal surrounds Hermione for a moment then she feels the still air for second before she begins to fall.

Harry sees Hermione fall and goes diving down after her. He dives straight down under her and grabs her hand and swings her over his shoulder and onto his back.
“Hermione, H’moine are you ok?” Harry shouted. Hermione could barely understand what was going on. All she knew is that someone in red and gold quidditch uniform had her by the wrist and was ride piggyback on them. They felt a bump like sensation and the dropped a few feet.

She grabbed hold around his waist and held on as tight as she could. They landed softly a few moments later. Harry could feel her weigh on him. So he held onto her hand over his shoulder turn caught her by the shoulders.
“You ok?” Hermione’s legs gave way and she falls.

The world was still spinning for her and she couldn’t focus.
“Take deep breathes” he said. She tried and she felt are stomach
“ Umm. I’m going to be sick” and dashed to a rock for support as her vomited. Harry not sure what to do held back her hair. It was over in a minute and she lay there resting.

Harry looked at his firebolt. Malfoy or one of his goons hit his broom with a spell, but it wasn’t bad. A minute went by and Harry put his hand on her shoulder
“Come on let’s get back to school and report this.” Hermione nodded. She tried to move but a pain in her back stop her quickly. She felt several points of pain
“ Ahhh something in my back.” She tried to take off her jacket but the pain worsened. Harry had to help her off with it. He spotted several wounds bleeding. And something that look like glass in the middle of her back.
“ You got chunks of glass in your back, don’t move” and he picked one out.” Hermione jumped with pain. Harry couldn’t see the other pieces.
“ You’ll have to lift up your shirt in back so I can get the others.”
She did so but with a great deal of pain. Harry tried to make sure all the glass fragment were out before doing a healing spell.

They were miles from the school. They walked for a while not saying anything. Hermione saw a stream and signaled to Harry. She wanted to clean her mouth out and wash her face and hands. She took off her jacket and tied back her hair and washes her face. The water was cold but somewhat refreshing. She drank until she felt fill and more awake.

“Feeling better now?”
“Yeah.” with relief in her voice putting her jacket on.
“ We can fly back on my broom?”
“Eh…. Well …I I don’t think.” And she put her hand on her stomach and backed away.
“Ok, it’s ok.. We’ll walk” Harry smiling at her. He would have liked to ride with her on his broom, under happier circumstances. But a walk could be very nice too.

They walked and talked about school, but not what just happened with Draco. Harry figured she had it in her mind and she just wanted to talk about anything else.

While walking they passed familiar looking plant. Harry pointed it out and it took Hermione a few moments to get wide eyed and say

“Harry let’s get out of herrreeee” as the vine of the plant picked Hermione up and in a flash had her cover in leafy vines. She was kicking and screaming and Harry pulled out his wand and
“Lacamum Inflamaray” and flames shot out of his wand.

But he was afraid that Hermione might get hurt so he used a cutting spell. Cutting the vines away from her. But it took time; he got the vine off her legs and arms and off her face and was horrified to find Hermione limp, not breathing and looking pale, her lips turning blue.

“Hermione!” he shook her as if she was asleep, but she wasn’t. He had his wand in his hand, but he didn’t know a spell for this. He felt her face, it was just warm, he felt her wrist and there was a pulse ..he thinks he felt one. He was kneeling next to her, frantic trying to remember anything. She was dying in front of him. Running his hand through his hair thinking, panicking. She looked died. Motionless, like a doll, then Harry remembered..Dudley’s dummy Mouth to mouth, he saw the video.
‘ remember’ he thought.

First check mouth for anything ..for choking. He open Hermione’s mouth and found part of a vine going down her throat and pulled it out. He checked if she was breathing.
Nothing.
He put his hand under her neck to arch her head back and chin up. “Please let this work, please let this work,” he chanted. “Please don’t died on me Hermione, please.” he thought for a second, pinch nose and blow in her mouth. He felt and heard the air go in and out of her.
He waited a moment.. and he did it again and …..again.
“Please, Hermione don’t leave me.” he said shaking. He blow in to her mouth again.
“Please .. breath Hermione breath.” He voice cracking with anger and desperation.
“ Dam it breath” he was shouting now. Again he covered her mouth with his, and blew.
“Hermione please.” he said softly, begging. As he went to blow in her mouth again, he hears her breathe and moan. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Harry. He put his arms around her and as tears rolled down his cheeks.
“ Are you alright? Can you breath ok?”
“Yeah, I can breath.” she said.
“Oh Hermione, you scared me. I was so afraid.” She was shaking and weak.
“We have to move,” she looked around nervously “it’s not save here.” “Can you walk?” Harry asked her.
“I may need you’re help.” Hermione said looking down.
“Ok.” and he held out his hand to help her up. She was a little wobbly at first, so Harry put one arm around her and carried his broom in the other.

He felt a little shaky, but was it the adrenaline rush from saving his friend from death twice in one day, or was it he could feel her leaning against him and all he wanted to do is to hold her, feel her face and kiss her lips.. and from somewhere in him a voice said, her neck, to kiss and suck, to bite it. He found himself staring at her neck. He got very nervous was he going to attack one of his best friends after he had just saved her life.

Harry jumped when Hermione started to speak.
“Harry are you thirsty?” It took him minute to get his thoughts straight. “What?”
“Are you thirst? You’re smacking your lips.” He didn’t realize it but he was. “Ah.. I am.” They walked a little farther. Hermione let go of Harry and was walking by herself. She stopped for a moment and pointed to the right, “There should be some water over there.” They walked a few yards and the stream was there and both of them drank.

Hermione’s stomach made a noise. Harry felt hungry too. Then he felt the fruit in his pocket. He pulled out a peach and offered it to Hermione.
“ Oh Harry, you are a life saver. I’m so hungry.” She bites into it and the juice runs over her lips and down to her chin she wiped it away with her wrist.

Harry took off his gloves. They ate in quiet for a few minutes. Hermione cleared her voice,
”Harry I really don’t know how to thank you.” Without thinking he said
“ For what?” he looked puzzled. Hermione stared at him.
“For saving my life twice.”
“ Oh yeah” He didn’t know what to say. He bit in to the apple.
“You really deserve something of a reward.” Feeling a little embarrassed “Like what?”
“I don’t know … I could write an article in the paper about you.” Harry coughed out.
“ Eh, no…. I’ll pay to not to do that.” Harry took another bite of his apple, “You don’t need to give me anything Hermione.” But the look on her face made Harry feel bad.
“ I could get your broom fixed?”
“My broom will be fine ….I’ve got it” smiling, “You can do my homework for me for a month.”
“Harry, no.” Harry sighed,
“Ok .. what do people who,” he didn’t want to say save people lives and sound like he was boasting so he said, “Do good deeds get?”
“ Good deeds… Harry you’re a hero .. a knight in shining armor,”
She knew he was modest, but he was a modern knight.
“Ok, .. what do knights get as a reward? Something real special I’d say”
“ Well “ she started. “Some got bags of gold, livestock, houses, great feasts in their honor.” Harry interrupted
“ But you don’t have any of those things, and if you did I wouldn’t want to take them from you.”
“ I know but” she took another bite of her peach, and let out a big smile.

Harry chewing on the last few bite of his apple looked at her and asked.
“ What are you smiling about?” Hermione cover her mouth to speak. “Story of the Westin the Knight,” she swallowed the mouth full.
“He gave back all gold and stuff and got a kiss instead.”
Harry couldn’t believe his ears, farther more he couldn’t believe what he said next.
“Ok, I’ll take a kiss.” Hermione was biting into the peach and thought she heard wrong.
” What?”
“I’ll take a kiss.”
“Really? You sure?”
“Yeah” ‘maybe she didn’t want to kiss me’ Harry thought.
“Really, just a kiss?” Hermione asked.
“Well, a good kiss,” he tried not to smile too much as his heart started to pound. She though for a moment and then said,
“ Alright”. She wanted to see how she looked, if she looked as bad as she thought she did. No matter Harry had seen her at her best and worst.

She then realized how dry her mouth was and she getting more nervous by the second. She thought,’ it’s Harry just kiss him.’

She asked Harry to stand up and she took small bite or rather sucked the juice of the peach to moisten her mouth and lips. She put down the peach and looked at Harry. She brushed away her hair from her face and thought about Viktor. ‘No, Harry wasn’t like Viktor’. She stepped closer and she looked into Harry face and she felt herself start to tremble a bit. She looked into his eyes, which had a hungry wild look about them. She put her face close to his and said softly,
“ Harry, thank you for bringing me back to life, for saving me,” and her lips went to his. She felt his warms lips and her heart started to beat faster.
‘ Thank you Harry for saving me and for being my friend’ she thought.

A warm wave went threw both of them, like a warm blanket was place on over their shoulders.
She felt his lips press a little more and then pull away, move slightly and press down kissing her softly and a moving slowing to the corner of her mouth, to her cheek.
‘Peaches’ he thought ‘she smells of sweet peaches and like a spring day after a rain shower’. She heard him breathing the same way she was, shallow and quickly.

Hermione had placed her hands on his chest and was now moving them to Harry’s neck. She felt as though she was floating or falling. He stopped kissing her and she opened her eyes to meet his. His forehead touching hers. Their noses almost were touching. Trying to control his breathing,‘ is this ok ’ look in his eyes. She slowly closed eyes giving Harry another kiss on his lips. His hand went to her cheek as he kissed other cheek and down to her jaw line.

He wanted more, but of what he didn’t know. He opened his eyes and saw her neck and started moving down toward kissing it and before he knew it, it was not just his lips on her neck, but his mouth.

Gently sucking and biting her neck, he heard her catch her breath and moaned slightly. He felt a sense of empowerment. He turned back to kissing her lips and to his surprise he tasted more peaches.

Sweet peaches, to his surprise Hermione’s lips had parted allowing his tongue to enter slowly. The tip of her tongue touched his timidly.

She could taste apples, Harry smelled of a cool autumn afternoon. His kisses grow more passionate, deeper. Hermione’s legs turned to jelly and she put her weigh against Harry. He put his arms around her holding her up against his body. He felt like he was feeding off of her, like a vampire. One hand was caressing her back gently the other holding her on her neck. Her hands around his neck, one was running her fingers threw his hair.

He tried to slow his kisses, he didn’t want to hurt in any way. He just want to fill the empty place inside him that he didn’t know was there, and he needed to fill it with her. He needed her he wanted her all to himself.
He stopped kissing her to look at her face. Hermione eyes opened and looked like she was in a trance.

“Hermione, you going to Hogmeade this weekend?” and kissed her.
“ Eh, yes I’m going”
“Dinner with me?” kissing her again. Not even opening his eyes.
“ Oh …” Harry kissed her again, “ Umm I have plans… but I can meet you after.” her voice pitches up and she sounded a little uncomfortable. Harry’s eye opened,
“What….Please tell me it’s with one of the girls!”
“ Well it’s with Neville. We have to go over potions and stuff. He’s doing much better now but .”

Harry knew Neville needed Hermione’s help she was very patient with him and didn’t make him nervous.
“Well tea then?”
“Sure,” and he starts to kiss her deeply and starts to make noise as though he as a starving man eating a grand feast.

It made Hermione laugh and smile. He had his hand cradling her face “ You are so … “ breathing heavy, “delicious. I will always think of your kiss when I eat peaches now.”

It was starting to get dark so they hurried back to the school. On the way they met Hagrid who was looking for them.
“We have a search party looking for you.” He put his wand up in the air and sparks flew over the trees.