unleashed

The next morning Hermione woke up with the sun shining on her face. She brushed her curly locks away from her eyes and sat up. Harry wasn’t there. ‘Maybe he is in the bathroom.’ she thought. So she rose from the bed and grabbed her journal.

‘Hello again. I know it has been a while, but I have been doing a lot of thinking about Harry. I am at his place as we speak. I really don’t know what to do. I want to be with him, but I know that he will try his best to keep me far away from his heart. I even told him that I loved him...which turned out to be a complete disaster. During my stay here, however, I am going to show him what it means to have love in his life. There is no way that he can push me away for long.’

Harry walked in to see Hermione writing on his bed. He cleared his throat.

“I brought you a little breakfast. I didn’t know what you wanted, so I brought some cereal, eggs, bacon and toast. We don’t have pumpkin juice, but we do have orange juice so I brought some of that as well.”

“That’s really nice of you Harry, but you didn’t have to do that for me.” she said as he placed the tray of food on her lap. He sat down on the edge of the bed watching her eat then started again.

“So what do you want to do today?”

“Let’s go for a swim. It is really warm out.” she replied after swallowing her toast. ‘Maybe I will get to see more of you while we are out in the water.’ she smiled.

“Alright, but I have to warn you, I am not the best swimmer in the world.”

“Well then, I guess I will have to save you and be your hero...since you have saved me so many times.” she giggled, drank the rest of her juice and got up from the bed.

Hermione grabbed some clothes out her trunk and Harry went to the dresser to find something to swim in. When she came back, she was wearing short jean shorts that were shorter than anything Harry has seen before, and a pink with white polka dots bikini top. She was breathtaking. Hermione noticed Harry staring at her, so she chanced a look over his body. He was wearing jean shorts as well....though not as short as hers, and a white t-shirt that was tight enough to outline his lean form.

Harry grabbed a couple of towels and lead Hermione out of the door and out of the house. Fortunately, Harry walked these streets so many times, he knew of a small lake next to a park near the house. They set out the towels under the shade of a large maple tree. Harry stripped off his shirt and shorts. All he was wearing were a pair of jet black boxers. Hermione couldn’t help but stare at his body. She licked her lips hungrily as he put a toe into the water and stepped back. She got up quietly, walked behind him and pushed him in.

“Wha.....NO!!!” Yelled Harry. All he could hear was a high pitched laugh. He turned and saw Hermione standing on the lake edge laughing and holding her sides. “I’ll get you for this....so sleep with one eye open tonight!!!”

“I’m sorry, Harry, but the opportunity was there, I had to do it!” she laughed again and took off her shorts. Harry just watched as his best friend was getting practically naked before his eyes. Hermione noticed that he was staring so she took her time walking seductively into the water. She looked like a goddess. She walked right to him. Harry’s heart was beating double time. ‘I want her so badly, but I can tell that she is throwing herself at me. What do I do?!’ He gulped as she stood in front of him and looked into his eyes. Without warning his hands came above the water and placed them on her hair. She knew what was coming next....or so she thought. He pushed her under the water!

“Sorry, ‘Mione, that darn opportunity!” Harry laughed as she came above the water and glared at him. She turned around and walked out of the water. She went to the towels and sat down, obviously still upset over Harry’s bit of retaliation. Harry noticed that she was upset so he got out of the water and sat down next to her.

“I am sorry if I had upset you, ‘Mione, I was just playing with you.” He really meant what he said. He tried to look into her eyes, but noticed that she was smiling.

“Ha! I fooled you! Doesn’t feel good to get revenge, does it?” She stuck out her tongue at him and laid back on her towel. Harry looked down at her small figure. And leaned back onto the grass. They ended up talking about life and death. They talked about Sirius. For some reason, Harry was alright talking about Sirius with Hermione. She didn’t ask questions, she just listened to Harry spill out everything that was in his heart.

“...and it has been so hard to deal with. He was my real family. More like a father than I have ever known.” he finished letting a tear escape from his eye.

Hermione sat up and brushed it away from his cheek. “Harry, you know we will always be here for you.” she started. Harry sat up and looked into her eyes. “I will always be here. Sirius will always be here. Even when the people we truly love leave us in life, they are never truly gone from our minds. It hurts so much because you actually cared for someone, and they died. You feel as if you have nothing, but you worry so much about the past that you forget about what is going on now and what will come in the future.” she looked into his bright green eyes. She leaned in and kissed him ever so softly on the lips. She was surprised when he didn’t push away.

No, Harry did not stop. ‘Oh, this feels so good. But what am I doing?! I am supposed to work on her getting together with Ron. Some friend I am.’ But his thoughts were caught short when Hermione ran her fingers through his hair and pulled in closer to deepen the kiss. Harry couldn’t take to much of it. He started to move forward, while Hermione leaned back. They were starting to breathe heavier as their lips parted. Harry started to kiss down her neck while his other hand stated to slide softly over her thigh, to her hip, over her stomach, gently up her ribs to one of her breasts. Hermione moaned her satisfaction. This what they both needed. However, Hermione’s moan jerked awake Harry’s thoughts.

He stopped. “Hermione, we cannot do this. I cannot live thinking that I am taking advantage of you.”

“Harry, you are not taking advantage of me if I am consenting with your actions.” said Hermione trying to collect herself.

“I am ‘Mione, because....well...I still have feelings for someone else, and it is not fair to them that I am kissing you but still committed to her.” said Harry. However, he knew it was a lie. There as no one else. ‘But I must do this to keep her safe. All for the best. She will thank me later.’

“Oh,” said Hermione, pulling back on her shorts and growing redder by the moment. “I guess that I am going to head back to the house.” And she got up and left Harry sitting under the tree doing some serious thinking.

By the time Harry reached the house, it was going on dinner time. But to Harry’s surprise, the Dursley’s were not home. Harry went inside, but Hermione was no there as well. Harry decided to search the neighborhood hoping that Hermione did not go far.

After an hour of looking, however, Harry thought about heading back to the house. Just as he was passing the neighborhood park, he saw Hermione sitting on one of the swings, crying. Harry jumped the fence and headed straight to her.

“‘Mione, have you been here the whole time? I was worried that something bad happened to you.” he said, face full of concern.

She wiped the tears away from her face and looked up. “When I noticed that you were staying at the lake, I went back to the house. The dursley’s were not there and I didn’t want to be alone in that awful house so I came here. I really needed to clear my mind. Besides, why would you care? You won’t let me show my love for you. I know that I am not as beautiful as most of those girls at school, but I still thought I had a chance with you. I see you as you. I love you.” she whispered letting more tears leak out her eyes.

“I love you too ‘Mione, but only as a close friend. Besides, I know that Ron likes you, and it would be wrong for me to even make a move on you to...” but Hermione cut him off.

“Oh, you are so daft, Harry. I do not care for Ron!. We get into too many fights, plus we have nothing much in common. And now I am starting to see that you and I do not have much in common either.” With that, she stood up and headed to the house. This time, Harry followed closely behind her.

When they reached the house, the Dursley’s were still not there. Harry made some dinner for Hermione and himself. They ate in silence. When Hermione finished, she stood up and looked at Harry.

“I am going to bed now. I have a lot to do in the morning. Excuse me.” she said and walked out of the kitchen.

Harry cleaned their dishes and went upstairs. Hermione was already asleep on the floor, so he grabbed his sleep clothes and went to the bathroom. When he left, Hermione rolled over with her eyes open. ‘He doesn’t even want to talk about what happened. I wonder who is in love with. It can’t be Cho, he was over her a long time ago. Maybe it is Ginny. He has liked her for a while. But she does not love him. If she did, then she wouldn’t be dating other guys like Dean.’ She heard Harry make his way to the room, so she rolled over and pretended to sleep again. Harry came back into the bedroom and walked to his desk. He began writing something because Hermione heard the scratching of his quill. When he finished, he turned off the light and went to his bed to sleep. After a couple of minutes of thinking about Harry, she too fell asleep.
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There was knock on the door.

“Come in.” said a high cold-pitched voice.

“Master, I know where potter is. He is in Surrey.” said a voice through the mask of a Death Eater.

“Why would he there? And why is it that now we can find him?” asked the cold voice.

“”Well, master, it seems as if he was protected by his blood relatives until now. Apparently, that mudblood, Granger, is there on a visit. We tracked her down. We found the home of Harry’s blood relatives, so we took them. They are now in captivity by us. With a little Veritaserum, they told us all we need to know. They are dead now.” said the Death Eater.

“Very good, Malfoy, we shall see how long Potter can last with no more protection.” the cold voice laughed, however, there was no mirth beneath the laughter.

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Hundreds of miles away, Harry’s scar started to burn. He woke up screaming.

“Harry. HARRY! Wake up. Is it your scar?” said Hermione sitting next to him on the bed.

“Yeah. He’s happy. But I don’t know why. All I know is that if he is happy, then something very wrong is going to happen.” he said while still trying to rub the pain away from his forehead.

“Well, you are protected here. If there was something wrong, Dumbledore would have sent notice. Let’s try to go back to sleep.” said Hermione.

“I can’t sleep, help me to forget.” said Harry, looking into his friend’s eyes. She looked down at him and took a deep breath.

“Alright, Harry.” she said. “There was this song that my mother sang to me whenever I had a nightmare. Here it goes.” she started to sing. She sounded like an angel:

(A/N This is a song out of the Prince of Egypt movie, with a few modifications of course.!)

‘Sleep now, my baby
be still love, don’t cry.
Sleep as you’re rocked by the stream.
Sleep and remember
My last lullaby,
So I’ll be with you when you dream.

River, oh river
Flow gently for me
With such precious cargo you bare.
Do you know somewhere
He can be free
River, deliver him there.’

As Harry drifted back to sleep, Hermione leaned back onto his pillow and stroked his hair. Then she finished her song:

‘Harry, dear Harry
You’re safe and safe stay
But I have a prayer just for you.
Sleep my sweet Harry
Come back someday
Come and deliver us too.’

She stayed in his bed and fell asleep next to him stroking his hair.

Suddenly, there was a crash downstairs. Harry jerked awake as well as Hermione. Dumbledore was standing in the corner of the room with his wand out.

“Harry, Hermione, we must leave now. The Death Eaters are coming for you.” That was all they needed to hear. They jumped out of bed and headed to the professor and with a flick of his wand they were gone.