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Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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14
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I can tell that you don’t know me anymore. It’s easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
Disclaimer: I own them!!! I swear I do...ok I don\'t, but in my dreams they are all mine, all mine I say!!!!!!!! Oh if only I owned them, all the fun I would have!!
Author Note: Just as I promised earlier, Harry gets with someone in this, though its not hardcorely explained, they will get more hardcore as it progresses. Please please review!!! Suggestions, comments, or just saying that you are reading it!!!
Love me or curse me, just review me i am your attention whore
Chapter 4: I can tell that you don’t know me anymore. It’s easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
Harry awoke on an especially cool October morning. For once he spent some time on what he was going to wear. Looking through Dudley’s old hand me downs, going straight to the bottom of his trunk where some new wizard clothes sat. Harry had sent away for them a few days ago. After putting on his new clothes, he tried to do something with his hair. He borrowed a bit of Justin’s gel, and managed to make his hair semi controlled. His stomach was doing flips as he looked himself over, and nervously ran his fingers through his hair, ruining what he had done with his hair.
He tried to remember how Hermione looked before he started to have these dreams, well mostly what colour eyes she had, but he couldn’t, he had gotten so used to seeing they grey-blue eyes on her, no other eye colour seemed to fit anymore.
He had decided that today he would find out if Hermione was his dream lover. Nervously he made his way towards the great hall. He found Hermione on the way there.
When Hermione saw him, she was taken aback. She looked over Harry again and again, in complete shock of what was standing in front of her. “Harry?” She said, sounding completely mystified.
“Hermione, I was looking for you”
“Oh poor thing, what didn’t daddy love you enough??” Ron’s voice was heard saying.
Harry and Hermione looked to each other, and both dashed towards the voice. Ron and Draco were standing in the middle of the hallway fighting. “Ron!!” Hermione called sharply.
Ron looked over to Hermione, and then back to Draco, unsure of where he should be.
“Better go see what the little misses wants Ronny. Oi Hermione I know you’re a mugblood and all, but you still could have done better then this Weasel, that’s even degrading for you” Draco sneered
“I’ll deal with you later” Ron walked over to Hermione and started to put his arm around her waist “Sorry lo-”
Hermione moved away from his arm. “No”
“Why not Hermione, you can’t be that mad about me yelling at Draco…he deserved it”
“Ron it’s not that” she nods her head towards Harry.
“Hey Potty, gonna just stand there and gawk at the mugblood and weasel?? Or gonna be a man and finish what we started yesterday?” Malfoy called over to Harry
“Malfoy, a little childish for you, isn’t it?”
“Hey, Scar head I would have thought that you have grown a backbone, or are you just like your pathetic father and mother? They were too chicken shit to fight, and instead went into hiding, I would have tho-”
“Don’t you dare talk about them!”
“Or what? You’ll go run and hide? Some savior you are supposed to be, the dark lord shall have it easy”
“Malfoy get lost! I’m not fighting you today”
“Oh c’mon Pott-” Malfoy fell silent as a teacher came around the corner. Walking towards Harry, standing so close that they were practically touching. Grabbing hold tightly of the arm on his shirt, whispering harshly into his ear “Later Potter” he gave Harry a small shove, then continued walking towards the great hall.
Harry runs his fingers through his already disheveled black hair. Watching Draco walk away. He looks around for Ron and Hermione, noticing them in a fight; he enters the great hall to save them some seats, and to stall before he speaks to Hermione, and possibly ruin his and Ron’s friendship forever.
~*~
Ron was furious with his girlfriend. He loved her, but he hated the fact that he seemed to still be sharing her with Harry.
“‘Mione why didn’t you tell him?? Bloody hell don’t tell me you still like him”
“Ron it’s just that…seeing him again. That cold distant look in his eyes…something happened to him this summer. He is not the same; don’t tell me you don’t notice it as well.” She reaches out grabbing hold on her boyfriends hand, Ron’s face already softening towards her “He didn’t come to the burrow when you invited him…I don’t think it’s the best time that we told him that we are together. First we should find out what’s wrong…before we introduce him to anything new”
“I know your right Hermione…its just…I sometimes worry that you still like him…and I just don’t want you to go” He blushes at how easily he can finally tell Hermione of his feelings after keeping them hidden for 5 years.
Hermione smiled at her boyfriend softly, looking at him. Though all she could see was black hair and green eyes, the famous red headed colour of the Weasley’s not meaning much to her.
~*~
Harry was ravished but could not seem to eat anything. He sat there staring at his plate of food as though it could tell him his future, but it just remained eggs and toast. He took out a small piece of parchment and a quill, quickly scribbling a few words on it, looking over it 5 times before finally slipping to Hermione, then quickly got up and left the table.
“That was weird, you guys think Harry is ok?” asked Neville.
Hermione just nodded absent mindly, as she looked at this piece of parchment that she was just handed.
Room of requirements. 5 minutes
H
She stared towards the way Harry went after that. She started to pack up her bag “Where are you going Hermione?”
“Library, meet you in transfiguring” She said, quickly kissing Ron on the cheek before dashing out of the great hall.
~*~
Harry had to walk past the room of Requirements 6 times before it worked, he kept on changing his mind on what he needed in the room.
Finally content about what was before him. Flowers and scented candles were placed about the room, the room lightened in a light hue from the candles.
Sitting first on the bed, then he moved to the couch, only then deciding that the bed was defiantly a better choice.
A soft knock come to the door. “Enter” he managed to get out. Then he cleared his voice.
Hermione entered cautiously, not exactly sure what to expect. “Harry?”
He stared at her, “….Hermione….” mumbling her name over and over again in a husky deep voice, different parts each time, finally taking big strides towards her, he places his hand on her cheek, words failing him, bringing his lips to hers, hoping that they would explain it all. Hermione’s lips tasted of bubblegum
The room seemed to start spinning, as there kiss continued. Neither wanting it to stop. Walking around the room with there lips still attached, Harry led her to the bed, both of them tumbling onto it together, bouncing softly.
She pulled away from the kiss, shaking her head hoping to remove the fuzziness that seemed to have permanently settled there. “Harry…this is wrong”
Harry looks at her, shaking his head ignoring the nagging feeling that he himself was also feeling. “Don’t talk Hermione, don’t ruin the moment” His lips found hers again.
Moving so that he was atop of her, kissing her, allowing his kisses to slip from her lips to her neck. She quietly moaned his name. His hands traveled all over her body, taking away her clothes with him. Not long after she lay naked beneath him. He softly ran his fingers across her naked soft skin. Bringing his lips to her shoulder, stomach, around and around her clothes-less body.
She brought her hands to his body, helping him off with his clothes. Soon it was just two naked bodies on the bed, then he entered her. Both bodies moving as one, until brought till there peak.
Afterwards they lay there, Harry’s arms around her, both covered in a light coat of sweat. As they came off there orgasm highs, they started to cool, so they moved to under the covers. Lying together, they both fell asleep.
And Harry began to dream.
This time he was face to face with his dream lover, though it was too clouded in his dream to fully see the one he wanted. He smiled, reaching out his arms confidently “I finally have found you, come to me, Hermione.”
A sing song sounding voice came from the abyss he stared into; expecting Hermione to come out of, instead the figure simply said “I can tell that you don’t know me anymore. It’s easy to forget, sometime we just forget”
The perfect grey-blue eyes slowly started to turn white, disappearing into the mist.
“No, come back to me”
Again the voice said “I can tell that you don’t know me anymore. It’s easy to forget, sometimes we just forget”
Harry was confused, to say the very least, about what he heard. “Please, let me see your face”
“I can tell you don’t know me” the voice started to get further and further away “It’s easy to forget, sometimes we just forget. Please don’t forget Harry” The figure moved towards him, placing its lips upon his. This kiss was nothing like the ones he had had with Hermione moments earlier, these felt knees weakening, needing, and tasted of strawberries. “It’s easy to forget, don’t forget”
Then Harry was back in the bed, with Hermione lying between his arms, her head on his chest.
Author Note: Just as I promised earlier, Harry gets with someone in this, though its not hardcorely explained, they will get more hardcore as it progresses. Please please review!!! Suggestions, comments, or just saying that you are reading it!!!
Love me or curse me, just review me i am your attention whore
Chapter 4: I can tell that you don’t know me anymore. It’s easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
Harry awoke on an especially cool October morning. For once he spent some time on what he was going to wear. Looking through Dudley’s old hand me downs, going straight to the bottom of his trunk where some new wizard clothes sat. Harry had sent away for them a few days ago. After putting on his new clothes, he tried to do something with his hair. He borrowed a bit of Justin’s gel, and managed to make his hair semi controlled. His stomach was doing flips as he looked himself over, and nervously ran his fingers through his hair, ruining what he had done with his hair.
He tried to remember how Hermione looked before he started to have these dreams, well mostly what colour eyes she had, but he couldn’t, he had gotten so used to seeing they grey-blue eyes on her, no other eye colour seemed to fit anymore.
He had decided that today he would find out if Hermione was his dream lover. Nervously he made his way towards the great hall. He found Hermione on the way there.
When Hermione saw him, she was taken aback. She looked over Harry again and again, in complete shock of what was standing in front of her. “Harry?” She said, sounding completely mystified.
“Hermione, I was looking for you”
“Oh poor thing, what didn’t daddy love you enough??” Ron’s voice was heard saying.
Harry and Hermione looked to each other, and both dashed towards the voice. Ron and Draco were standing in the middle of the hallway fighting. “Ron!!” Hermione called sharply.
Ron looked over to Hermione, and then back to Draco, unsure of where he should be.
“Better go see what the little misses wants Ronny. Oi Hermione I know you’re a mugblood and all, but you still could have done better then this Weasel, that’s even degrading for you” Draco sneered
“I’ll deal with you later” Ron walked over to Hermione and started to put his arm around her waist “Sorry lo-”
Hermione moved away from his arm. “No”
“Why not Hermione, you can’t be that mad about me yelling at Draco…he deserved it”
“Ron it’s not that” she nods her head towards Harry.
“Hey Potty, gonna just stand there and gawk at the mugblood and weasel?? Or gonna be a man and finish what we started yesterday?” Malfoy called over to Harry
“Malfoy, a little childish for you, isn’t it?”
“Hey, Scar head I would have thought that you have grown a backbone, or are you just like your pathetic father and mother? They were too chicken shit to fight, and instead went into hiding, I would have tho-”
“Don’t you dare talk about them!”
“Or what? You’ll go run and hide? Some savior you are supposed to be, the dark lord shall have it easy”
“Malfoy get lost! I’m not fighting you today”
“Oh c’mon Pott-” Malfoy fell silent as a teacher came around the corner. Walking towards Harry, standing so close that they were practically touching. Grabbing hold tightly of the arm on his shirt, whispering harshly into his ear “Later Potter” he gave Harry a small shove, then continued walking towards the great hall.
Harry runs his fingers through his already disheveled black hair. Watching Draco walk away. He looks around for Ron and Hermione, noticing them in a fight; he enters the great hall to save them some seats, and to stall before he speaks to Hermione, and possibly ruin his and Ron’s friendship forever.
~*~
Ron was furious with his girlfriend. He loved her, but he hated the fact that he seemed to still be sharing her with Harry.
“‘Mione why didn’t you tell him?? Bloody hell don’t tell me you still like him”
“Ron it’s just that…seeing him again. That cold distant look in his eyes…something happened to him this summer. He is not the same; don’t tell me you don’t notice it as well.” She reaches out grabbing hold on her boyfriends hand, Ron’s face already softening towards her “He didn’t come to the burrow when you invited him…I don’t think it’s the best time that we told him that we are together. First we should find out what’s wrong…before we introduce him to anything new”
“I know your right Hermione…its just…I sometimes worry that you still like him…and I just don’t want you to go” He blushes at how easily he can finally tell Hermione of his feelings after keeping them hidden for 5 years.
Hermione smiled at her boyfriend softly, looking at him. Though all she could see was black hair and green eyes, the famous red headed colour of the Weasley’s not meaning much to her.
~*~
Harry was ravished but could not seem to eat anything. He sat there staring at his plate of food as though it could tell him his future, but it just remained eggs and toast. He took out a small piece of parchment and a quill, quickly scribbling a few words on it, looking over it 5 times before finally slipping to Hermione, then quickly got up and left the table.
“That was weird, you guys think Harry is ok?” asked Neville.
Hermione just nodded absent mindly, as she looked at this piece of parchment that she was just handed.
Room of requirements. 5 minutes
H
She stared towards the way Harry went after that. She started to pack up her bag “Where are you going Hermione?”
“Library, meet you in transfiguring” She said, quickly kissing Ron on the cheek before dashing out of the great hall.
~*~
Harry had to walk past the room of Requirements 6 times before it worked, he kept on changing his mind on what he needed in the room.
Finally content about what was before him. Flowers and scented candles were placed about the room, the room lightened in a light hue from the candles.
Sitting first on the bed, then he moved to the couch, only then deciding that the bed was defiantly a better choice.
A soft knock come to the door. “Enter” he managed to get out. Then he cleared his voice.
Hermione entered cautiously, not exactly sure what to expect. “Harry?”
He stared at her, “….Hermione….” mumbling her name over and over again in a husky deep voice, different parts each time, finally taking big strides towards her, he places his hand on her cheek, words failing him, bringing his lips to hers, hoping that they would explain it all. Hermione’s lips tasted of bubblegum
The room seemed to start spinning, as there kiss continued. Neither wanting it to stop. Walking around the room with there lips still attached, Harry led her to the bed, both of them tumbling onto it together, bouncing softly.
She pulled away from the kiss, shaking her head hoping to remove the fuzziness that seemed to have permanently settled there. “Harry…this is wrong”
Harry looks at her, shaking his head ignoring the nagging feeling that he himself was also feeling. “Don’t talk Hermione, don’t ruin the moment” His lips found hers again.
Moving so that he was atop of her, kissing her, allowing his kisses to slip from her lips to her neck. She quietly moaned his name. His hands traveled all over her body, taking away her clothes with him. Not long after she lay naked beneath him. He softly ran his fingers across her naked soft skin. Bringing his lips to her shoulder, stomach, around and around her clothes-less body.
She brought her hands to his body, helping him off with his clothes. Soon it was just two naked bodies on the bed, then he entered her. Both bodies moving as one, until brought till there peak.
Afterwards they lay there, Harry’s arms around her, both covered in a light coat of sweat. As they came off there orgasm highs, they started to cool, so they moved to under the covers. Lying together, they both fell asleep.
And Harry began to dream.
This time he was face to face with his dream lover, though it was too clouded in his dream to fully see the one he wanted. He smiled, reaching out his arms confidently “I finally have found you, come to me, Hermione.”
A sing song sounding voice came from the abyss he stared into; expecting Hermione to come out of, instead the figure simply said “I can tell that you don’t know me anymore. It’s easy to forget, sometime we just forget”
The perfect grey-blue eyes slowly started to turn white, disappearing into the mist.
“No, come back to me”
Again the voice said “I can tell that you don’t know me anymore. It’s easy to forget, sometimes we just forget”
Harry was confused, to say the very least, about what he heard. “Please, let me see your face”
“I can tell you don’t know me” the voice started to get further and further away “It’s easy to forget, sometimes we just forget. Please don’t forget Harry” The figure moved towards him, placing its lips upon his. This kiss was nothing like the ones he had had with Hermione moments earlier, these felt knees weakening, needing, and tasted of strawberries. “It’s easy to forget, don’t forget”
Then Harry was back in the bed, with Hermione lying between his arms, her head on his chest.