Family Heirlooms (Edited/complete)

(AN: Sorry the chapters aren't very long. I'm doing this in my spare time at work so if I run into writer's block I have to go ahead and post it so I don't lose what I've written. lol I hope that you like this chapter. It was "interesting" to write....wink..lol Thanks again for all of your compliments and suggestions. I'll try to update as soon as possible. I promise!)







CHAPTER FOUR



It was dark and raining, there was a deathly still silence as Lily held Harry close to her chest. She watched as James put the giggling baby girl in the bassinet and handed it to a large shadow. The shadow stepped forward revealing Hagrid. His large face was streaked with tears as he gently took the bassinet from James. “Sorry I couldna be fer takin young Harry wit me as well. The bike I got on loan from Sirius won’t hold all three of us. I’ll be back just as soon as I can fer him.” Hagrid turned and walked out into the night, being extra careful so that the baby didn’t get wet. James turned and looked at Lily who was rocking Harry gently but crying as well. “Do you think that she’ll be okay James? I feel so guilty just letting her go.” James patted Lily’s cheek. “There there darling. We are doing this to save her life.” He looked down at a grinning Harry. “BOTH of their lives.” Lily nodded and leaned down to kiss the top of Harry’s head.



Suddenly the lights in the house started flickering and lightning crashed all around them. “I’m sure that it’s the storm.” James said, trying to reassure Lily even though deep down in his gut he knew that it wasn’t. A cold chill swept through the house and the lights went completely out. Lily got to her feet and James gave her a look that told her it was time. She ran for the stairs and went into the nursery. A green blast came up from downstairs and Lily backed as far as she could into the corner with tears streaking down her face as she knew that James was dead. Suddenly a huge gust of wind blew the door to the nursery wide open and Lily ran to the door to slam it shut. A shadowy figure was coming up the stairs towards them….



Harry yanked off the ring, breathing hard. “What happened Harry?” Hermione asked, her voice lined with worry. Harry told them everything that he’d seen and Hermione leaned forward and hugged him tight. Harry wrapped his arms around her and just stood there fighting the tears that were threatening to burst forth. Ron stepped over to the window and looked out at the rain. Harry breathed in the smell of her perfume mixed with the smell of her hair. An odd comforting feeling crept through him just holding her.



He hugged her even tighter to him for a little while longer before letting her go. Hermione took a little step back but her hands slid down from his shoulders to his hands. She took his hands in hers. “Perhaps we should take a break for a little while. The concert is tonight. Why don’t you take a shower and change Harry? The water might make you feel better.” Harry looked at her with an expression that she’d never seen from him before. “I already do feel better.” He said and gave her hand a squeeze that sent warmth up her arm and sent her heart to racing. “Well I need to get back home and change too.” Ron said and stepped to the fireplace. Throwing down his floo powder he disappeared.



Harry turned to Hermione. “You’re welcome to use my other shower if you want.” Hermione’s eyes shot up to his and she nodded. “Okay. Just let me run home and grab some clothes.” She slid her hands from his and walked to the fireplace. With one last look, she threw her powder down and vanished. Harry stripped down to his boxers and went to put the clothes in the laundry basket. He went to the bathroom and turned on the shower in his bathroom. He remembered that he hadn’t put any towels in his other bathroom so he went back to the laundry room and grabbed some clean towels. He went in and laid the towels down on the rack beside the shower and then checked to make sure that everything was clean and neat.



Hermione meanwhile had ran to her room and grabbed some clothes, threw them in a bag and had ran back to the fireplace in record time. She stepped out of Harry’s fireplace a few minutes later and looked around for him. Not seeing him, she walked to the other bathroom and heard Harry in there. Shrugging she went to the other bathroom and opened the door. The shower was running already so Hermione assumed that he’d started it for her. She stripped down until she was completely naked and stepped into the shower.



Harry walked back to his bathroom and shut the door behind him. He stripped off his boxers and took off his glasses. He’d left a note for Hermione on the bathroom door that everything was ready for her and to go ahead and take her shower if he wasn’t out yet. He pulled back the shower curtain and… “AAAAHHHHH HARRY!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!!” Hermione shrieked as she tried to cover herself. Harry blinked twice and burst out laughing even as a blush rose into his cheeks. “Hermione? You’re back already? I didn’t even hear you come in! I don’t have my glasses on so right now you are sort of a honey colored blur right now.” Hermione took a deep breath and tried to focus her eyes back up to his face but they were glued to his magnificent body. Years of Quidditch had done his body very good. He was all lean muscle and had other impressive assets as well.



Harry gulped as Hermione got extremely quiet. “Are you okay Hermione?” He asked, not even thinking about the fact that he was still standing stark naked in front of her. Hermione swallowed hard and stepped out of the shower. Harry could feel the heat from her sweet smelling skin as she stepped within inches of him. Right then and there it didn’t matter that they’d known each other forever or that their friendship would be put at risk. Nothing mattered to Harry except for one thought and that was to kiss her. Harry reached over and grabbed his glasses before Hermione could think and put them on. Hermione was a beautiful woman now, he thought. Her skin was tanned from summers on the beach. Her breasts were perfect for his hands, her waist was small and her hips curved nicely. Hermione stood completely still while he looked at her. Her heart was pounding in her chest as he roamed his eyes down and back up.



Without warning, Harry wrapped his arms around her and his lips met hers in a kiss that was sure to melt their skin together. Harry couldn’t seem to get enough as he played with her lips for a minute with his own before taking his tongue and sweeping deeply back into her mouth. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and tried to hold herself up as her knees had given out from underneath her. They stood there like that in the bathroom for what seemed like only a minute to them but was actually more like ten minutes. Unable to take anymore, Harry suddenly bent and scooped her up into his arms. They left the bathroom and landed on Harry’s bed. Skin met skin and it was like someone had put a match to a bottle of propane. Harry and Hermione didn’t care about anything or anyone except each other in that moment. Harry’s hands touched her everywhere. It was as if he was reading her mind. Hermione arched off the bed as a moan escaped her lips when Harry’s mouth met her breast and his hand played with the other. Harry’s hand slid slowly down between her legs and he slowly slid two fingers inside her and began to rub hard but gently. Hermione nearly threw him off of her in her need to get closer to his fingers.



Harry was as hard as a rock. He wondered how come he’d never noticed how wonderful and beautiful she was. Hermione grabbed his head and pulled his lips back down to hers in a kiss that curled his toes. Harry pulled his lips from hers and continued to torture her in ways that she never would have dreamed. Harry looked down at her and she nodded and pulled him on top of her. Hermione opened her legs and wrapped them around his waist. Harry began to push himself inside her slowly inch by inch when.......



(evil laughter from rdneckgirl23 aka the author who loves leaving people hanging! LOL)