No Longer Innocent *Complete*

Hermione looked around the house in horror. Where Loki now excelled in cooking apparently he still wasn’t very good at cleaning. Almost all the dishes they had in the house were in the sink waiting to be cleaned, there were old newspapers on the table, the living room had been torn apart, her bedroom had been slept in (her heart skipped a beat when she realized that) and the only clean room in the house was Loki’s and he told her it was because he hardly entered it while she was gone. She wasn’t sure if she should be happy that he missed her, angry that he obviously gave up on common cleanliness (she hoped he had been showering...in fact now she worried what Lidia looked like) or amused that of all the things she should be doing she was standing there worrying about her next emotion.

“Ronald” Loki said the name the way one may say ‘Mudblood’, ‘whore’ or ‘cunt’ “Is cheating on Luna...we need to help her”

“Them” Hermione automatically corrected.

“How about we kill him and find her someone better?” Loki asked “Is Thor happy with Sif?”

“In a fight I would assumed Sif would win” Hermione answered.

“Luna’s got magic” Loki offered with a grin.

“I was talking about in a fight between Thor and Sif” Hermione smirked.

“I tend to agree” Loki said “Thor would never fight back, pussy”

“Are you saying if I started a physical fight with you” Hermione said, bordering on anger again “You would hit me?”

“No” He answered without hesitation “I have other ways of calming you down, my dear”

“Are you sure you remember how to use it?” Hermione asked though she knew she probably shouldn’t have because she was never sure what may cause a fight between the two.

“Oh, I remember” He promised walking over to her, standing so close she could smell the soap he had been using (thank god he showered) and she smiled because it was too familiar.

“My, my Loki” She purred “Is that my Vanilla Rose body wash?”

“Maybe” He answered turning away from her with a blush.

“I like it” She told him.

They stood awkwardly in the kitchen for a few minutes before Hermione exhaled loudly and walked through the living room to her bedroom. She closed the door and sat on her unmade bed, closing her eyes she counted to ten before reopening them. Loki was nervous is all, soon everything would go back to normal, almost like they were before she opened her big mouth. She had always been able to talk to him about anything, to joke with him with no worries that he would freak out but now she was afraid to breathe too loudly in fear of angering him.

Loki sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace, she was walking on eggshells around him and he hated it. He, however wasn’t sure what to do or say to make her feel better about being home. He was tempted to talk to Thor to get a general idea about what she had been doing these past weeks. He had talked to him before they left and learned that though when she got there she was pretty much rubbing against him like a cat in heat but that over time she learned to take care of it. Neither man was really sure how it had happened but it had happened and according to Thor she had started to become happier and less dependent on his presence. Loki couldn’t help but worry that maybe he had trapped Hermione, he had gotten her pregnant and she hadn’t been able to terminate when she wanted to so desperately and then he shows back up and pretty much demands a relationship. What if he had trapped her in the first place and was now suffocating her with his neediness?

He sat on the couch just staring at the slowly dying fire before he stood and made his way up the stairs towards her bedroom. He stopped outside the door and waited. Should he go in? He wasn’t sure what she wanted so after waiting a second he walked past and went to his own bedroom shivering slightly because of the coldness. Hermione who had been laying on her bed trying to fall asleep had heard him walking up the stairs and down the hall. She knew that he stopped outside her door and waited for something before he continued on to his bedroom. She buried her head in to her pillow and started to sob, she couldn’t help but worry that maybe she shouldn’t have allowed him to talk her in to coming home. He said that he needed her and she believed him, now she knew it was because he wasn’t sure what to do about the Luna and Ron situation and that it had nothing to do with them...how could she have been so stupid?

Loki laid on his back hours later and stared at the roof. The fire was blazing in the grate and he knew the temperature in the room was high but he was still freezing. It had nothing to do with the fire and everything to do with coldness he was feeling in his heart. Closing his eyes he concentrated on Hermione, on everything that made her who and what she was. His mind brushed against her sadness and the images that floated through her head, she was remembering how he had looked to her in the kitchen. In her eyes he was amazing, strong and sure of himself and very sexual even if he didn’t mean to be. Then he heard himself standing outside her bedroom door and felt her hope expand in her chest like a balloon only to be popped when he walked away. And then he felt her sadness, it was bone crushing and it took his breath away from him as he finally felt what he was doing to her. He stood and extinguished the flames in the fireplace before making his way to her bedroom, this time he didn’t hesitate but walked right in. She was lying on her side completely curled in around herself and looking tiny and was shaking. He walked over and climbed on to the bed curling his own body around hers, feeling her body relax against him as she turned to look at him.

“You came back” She whispered to him.

“I did” He answered.

“I need you too” She said after a few minutes of silence “I need you too much” She buried her face in his chest and started to cry.

A/N: I know that this is more of a filler chapter but I wanted there to be a chapter that looked at the awkwardness of the situation. PLEASE REVIEW. And just so everyone knows I am just surprised by the way the story is going as everyone else. You never know what may be in the future...a ruse, a fight, a sex scene...some vows...one never does know!