Summer Love Not

Harry got off the bed and stared at her lying there as he put his hand on her pants, slowly pulling them off. He didn’t look down, just stared in to her eyes, waiting.“ Are you nervous?” he asked her. Hermione nodded. “ Very.” She said quietly. Harry smiled, “Me too! But excited.”

He turned off the main light in the room so room was dimly lit. Harry kissed her again, and took off his jeans and socks. He held out his hand and helped her off the bed and kissed her once more his heart pounding. He was shaking a little trying to think what to do next. “ I think we should sat down to do this.” Harry remarked. He sat on the edge of the bed. “You sit in my lap, I think that will work. Is that alright with you?” he said nervously. She nodded. She straddled facing him. Harry noticed her white cotton panties with little stars on it. He still had his green underwear on. They sat looking at each other. She wearing a long blue and white stripe blouse and Harry wear a gray t-shirt and a flannel shirt blue/black, which he took off. He brought his hand up to her face brushing the hair that fell in front of it. Pulling her to his lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck. His underwear got tighter and more uncomfortable on him. He was kissing her neck when he picked her up and gazed at her. Both of them standing, he looked for an indication that she was ready. Hermione eyes were wide and searching his face.
Harry took off his t-shirt and then his underwear. Then he put his hand on Hermione’s hips under her long shirt to her panties. He slowly brought them down to her knees and then ankles. She stood very still as he did this. They were both very quiet. Harry sat down on the bed again and held out his hand to her. She took it with a shaky hand, and straddled him once more, his erection between them. Hermione could feel his body heat. Her hands went around his neck and ran her fingers though his soft hair. He kissed her lips and his mouth went searching for something she had in her lips or mouth, the feelings, the want, the rush. He was kissing her cheek, biting her ear chin, down her neck tasting her flesh. He was getting intoxicated from the taste of her, the feel, the smell and just seeing her. Harry so wanted her, to be inside her, to have her moan his name in pleasure. He wanted to be hers, her friend, her lover and her world. He wanted her to ache for him, need him, love him and only him.

Hermione’s mind was floating as Harry was seducing her mouth ear chin and neck with lips and tongue. She could feel his want of her growing. His hands were roaming round her face down her neck shoulders back and now hips. He was feeling her butt and Hermione’s legs. Looking up at her he whispered,
“ Love me Hermione, love me tonight. I want you. I want to love you. I want you so much I don’t want to wait anymore.” Hermione glimpsed in to his face, as he said it. She wanted him too. She missed him so much when they were apart. She ached for him and he wanted her, to love her. She wanted to show him she loved him to prove it.

With shaking legs Hermione lifted herself off his lap and to his erection. Harry held Hermione hips and held himself to her entrance. Slowly she lowered herself on to the tip of his penis. Harry kept his hand on her hips. Slowly, very slowly she pressed down on him. Harry felt her soft hair and her lips as she press down, but he didn’t slide in. It was an awkward angle and he had to move farther onto the bed. Harry leaned back to make it easier, but he still couldn’t enter her. Hermione widened her span and slowly start pressed down again. Harry stopped her and put some saliva on the head of his penis. Hermione gradually pushed down on his erection and millimeter-by-millimeter urged the tip of his penis passed her lips. She winced several times and was panting while squeezing Harry’s hands helping to support her. Her whole body was trembling. She let out a few painful gasps. Harry felt two drops of water hit his chest. He looked closer to Hermione face and realized they were tears running down her cheeks. Her eyes closed and biting her bottom lip. Harry look at her and saw how painful this was and how determined she was to do it, like a test she had to pass. Quivering she forced herself to allow him to go a few millimeters further. More tears came down her face. He saw Hermione’s countenance and saw her as a child, the one who the snake killed in his dream. Harry thought ‘ I’m killing Hermione, I’m killing her innocence.’ And before she could go any farther, he pulled her off of him rolling her onto her back and kissed her slowly and deeply. When they broke the kiss she ask, “ Why did you do that?” noticing she wasn’t shaking as much. “ Your not ready” Harry said
“ … and there got to be another way, not so painful for you. Maybe when you are ready and a better time, better planned.” “But I want to ” she started. “Sshhhh “ Harry whisper, “ I know you love me, now I’m proving it to you. We’ll wait, I’m sorry I rush it, I can wait.” He said gazing at her wiping a tear with his thumb. “ I’ll wait, when it happens it will be wonder for both of us. I don’t want you just endure it. I want to make you happy.” Hermione gave him a grateful smile, her body relaxing.

Lying next to her, Harry explored Hermione’s curves. He began with her stomach feeling and tickling her belly button. He kissed her belly and slowly moving up to her ribs, unbuttoning her blouse. Under the blouse she wore a white cotton camisole. Harry peeled it back to reveal a white satin bra. Hermione sat up and took her blouse and then camisole. Harry sat up and with the back of his fingers stoked Hermione’s breast gently. Very gently cupping it in his hand. A soft smile lit up his face. Harry slid a strap down her shoulder until it fell on to her elbow, unveiling her breast. He cupped it again very gently in his hand and feeling how soft and smooth it was. He looked at her face. Hermione smiled and put her hand on his. She said in a whisper “ It’s alright Harry, I won’t break,” as she pressed his hand firmly to her breast. Harry let out noisy breath.

He leaned in to the breast, his lips on the soft nipple feeling it with his lower lip and then tongue. It became hard in his mouth as he engulfed it and Hermione let slip out a groan. His mouth opened wider to capture her pink areola. His other hand went to the other strap and pulled it down setting free the other breast. Harry’s lips made their way over to the other breast kissing and sucking on it. He felt himself get harder and harder, but he didn’t want to stop. Harry move to Hermione neck and then to her lips. They stopped kissing for a moment, to get under the covers the bed. Harry lay on top of Hermione. Kissing her lips feverishly and as felt her bare skin rubbing next to his. It was fantastic sensation both being naked in bed. Hermione could feel him getting harder and it was getting uncomfortable poking into her thigh. “ Um Harry could you adjust your self a little?” she requested. He smiled and “Sorry,” and put it between the torso and thigh. “ Is this better? Harry inquired. He layed back on top of her and just looked at her. He noticed how well the fit together, like a puzzle. She was his match in every way. “ Your so beautiful,” he said. As he played with her hair and felt how smooth her cheek was. “ Inside and out.” Hermione smiled and blushed looking away saying “ Thank you … you too. By the way Harry did you get here? I mean here and in the house?” “ I was easy actually… I ask Remus to send me back to school; from there I took the one eye witch passage. Got to Honeydukes, and caught the bus to your house.” He explained. “ But how did you get in? There’s a spell on the house. Someone has to say ‘Please come in, and if some one saw a you they were suppose to ask your name and wait at the door.” “ I came in with the caterers, I helped bring in the food,” He laughed out. Hermione laughed too. He kissed her sweetly and said “ You’re what I want to eat,” and he kissed her deeply for a moment “ you’re sweeter than honey.” As he kissed her neck and working his way down to her cleavage then her belly. Harry went down farther to her soft hair between her legs. Harry sensed that she was a little nervous. “ Hermione, I just want to kiss you down here.” Hermione relaxed her legs and Harry did as he said. Lying on his belly between her thighs he kissed her legs at first and slowly moved up. He gently pushed back the hair that was covering her.
He had to smile and laugh to himself thinking ‘she looks like a flower’, just like the songs and poems say. He stroked her thighs as looked at her pink bud. It was red at he entrance when they tried to consummate. He kissed the top of her hooded clitoris with a slightly open moist mouth. Hermione’s leg became rigid and then relaxed, and the relaxed some more. Her breathing became quicker and she let out a small moan. He broke the kiss. She moved her legs a little, knees bent and she was moved herself down closer to Harry. Harry breathed in her perfume.. it was sweet and familiar. ‘Peaches’. He kissed her again and he heard Hermione say softly, “Oh Harry “ she breathing heavy. The way she said it he new it enjoy it and so did he, a little too much. He looked at her face.

He moved up to her belly and kissed it. He looked at her breasts and her chest, watching it go up and down rapidly. “ Did you enjoy that? He asked smiling, kneeling next to her. She nodded and smiled. He leaned in to her ear and whispered, “You smell like peaches.” She laughed, “ My perfume leaked in my bag and all over my stuff and I’ve wash my clothes over and over they still smell. ” Smiling, she pulled Harry‘s mouth to hers and on top of her. They both felt their skin rubbing up again each other again. Harry could feel himself building up fast. He broke the kiss and roll off her. “I’m….going to explode soon.” Hermione went into her bathroom and grabbed a towel and gave it to Harry. He was concentrating on calming down, when he noticed Hermione looking at his penis, curiously. “What?” Harry asked. “Can I touch it?” Hermione asked. “ Sure!” and he took her hand to place it on his penis, but she pulled away for a moment. Harry remembered Viktor took her hand and placed it on his groin. Hermione put her fingers on the head of his penis and slowly felt the length of his shaft going down and up. She made a circular motion on the tip. “ It feels different then I thought, velvety.” She gently grabbed hold of his penis and “ and you’re a bit bigger than I thought.” As she look at him as a science project with unusual result. Harry felt himself build even more with her light touch. “ You can hold it tighter.” He said. So Hermione did. Harry closed his eyes for a moment; it felt so glorious to have Hermione feel him, hold him.
More building up and Harry opened his eyes. Hermione moved her hand up and down and Harry involuntarily reflex his muscle. All Harry could say was “Mione, I…” as he whole body stiffened as he exploded. The towel had fallen on the floor and Hermione retrieved quickly. Harry opened his eyes to see he had shot on to his belly and chest, and luckily not on Hermione. He felt just slightly embarrass. He looked at Hermione who was wearing a smile. Handing him the towel she said, “ Fascinating isn’t it how it all things works. Don’t you think?” “ What … how what works?” he inquired. “ Our bodies, with different or new stimulation we can affect an other person or the reaction.. I touched you and you build up and came.” Harry just smiled. ‘Well ‘ he thought ‘she wasn’t grossed out or turn off by it. That’s a good sign.’ Harry started to wipe up the mess on him “ You have a magic touch, Hermione.” Harry looked at her. “ I just look at you and it’s magic.” Hermione spotted some seamen on Harry chest and lifted it off with her finger. She rubbed it in between her fingers, it was sticky and looked like watery milk. Harry went in to the bathroom to wash off he sticky residue.

Hermione hear a bang from the first floor. ‘The party’ She looked at the clock, 11:45. Her mum and dad said they were going to wake up to ring in the New Year.

She wiped off Harry from her fingers. She started to put on her camisole underpants and jeans. Harry came out of the bathroom. She glanced at Harry.
“ Get dress mum and dad are going to be” and then she hear someone coming up the stairs. “ Quick!” She gave him his jeans t-shirt and flannel shirt. He went into the bathroom and got dress quickly. Hermione was just getting her stripe blouse on when her mum knocked at the door and open it. “ Hermione you awake dear?” Mrs. Granger asked. “Yeah mum just neatening up from studying.” Harry heard Mrs. Granger coming in and stayed in the bathroom. He heard Hermione say “Be down in a minute”, and heard the door sound close.
Harry came out of the bathroom looked at Hermione who looked at him with worried/fear and then saw the door was wide open and Mr. Granger at the door way. “ Harry Potter, how did you get in here?” he asked. Hermione went towards her father “ Dad it’s alright, Harry’s not dangerous, the spell
didn’t turnout badly, nothing when wranky. Professor Snape was wrong.” But Mr. Granger wasn’t listening he was looking at Hermione’s satin bra and a boys green underwear on the floor. “ What have you been doing.. what have you done to my daughter.” “ Nothing sir ” Harry said. Mr. Granger walked over to the pieces of under clothes and picking them up said, “ What have you done to her? What did you make her do?” he yelled. “ He didn’t make me do anything dad.” Mr. Granger looked at Hermione a little closer and noticed the love bites on her neck. Walking to Harry who was now taking a few steps back holding up his hands, “ Wait Mr. Granger, this is misunderstanding..” the next thing was Harry knocked to the floor. Blood was coming out of his nose and mouth. He was dazed. Not sure what had just happen.
“ Dad why did you hit him? ” Hermione yelled. Hermione ran to Harry, “ Harry I’m so sorry.” Her father turned to her and said one word “Slut.”
Mrs. Granger came in to see what was happening. Harry hearing this gets up and “ She is no slut.” Harry hissed at Mr. Granger. Hermione helps him to the bathroom and gets a wet face cloth and washes the blood off his nose and mouth. “ I better go. Do you want to come with me? We can stay a hotel tonight and then get the train to Hogwarts in the morning.”
‘You’re not going anywhere. Right now young man.” Said a voice, they both turned to see Remus.

They sat on the bed, Remus standing in front of Harry and Hermione. Mr. and Mrs. Granger looking puzzled standing near the door. “ Well, I have to say keeping you two apart didn’t change anything.” Remus announced as he had waved a letter in his hand. “ You two are still bound in the spell and your marriage is still … uncomplicated.” he said slowly. Looking at the both of them. Harry spoke turning red, “ Yes sir, no complications.” Mr. Granger spoke
“ What in hell are you two talking about?”
Remus smiled “ At Christmas, these love birds did a Handfasting ceremony, that they themselves didn’t know they did.” The Grangers look confused. “They did an old marriage ceremony… they are marriage or .. almost. They haven’t consummated the marriage as of yet.” Harry looked Remus “ How do you know?” Again Remus waved the letter he had in his hand. “Because it would say Mr. And Mrs. Harry James Potter.” Remus open the letter to reveal.
Harry James Potter and Hermione Jane Granger Engaged/Handfast. Dec 25.
“What is that and where did you get it?” Harry asked. “From the Ministry of Magic, Arthur Weasely is burrowing it until we can .. dissolve the marriage or engagement. It’s a record of your engagement.” “But we didn’t talk anyone,” said Harry. “There’s a record book in the Ministry that records engagements and marriages, much like when a child is born who has magic powers gets it name put down to go to Hogwarts.” “ Why do you want to dissolve our engagement, I know we’re young but…” “ Harry, Do you understand. If word gets out Hermione and you are engaged or married she’ll be a target.” Remus stated. “She’s already been a target. Second year her petrified by a Basilisk, fifth year, Rita Skitter wrote lies about her and was tortured this summer by the Deatheaters when she was with Viktor.” “ It will be much worst, much much worst Harry. You say you love her then protect her.” Remus pleaded with Harry.
Harry looked at Hermione. Hermione said quietly “ Maybe it would be safer .. if we weren’t .. engaged.” tears filling her eyes.
Harry put his arm around her and kissed her cheek. “ We’ll do what you want.” He whispered in her ear. Hermione looked at him with tear falling from her eyes, “ They could used me against you. I don’t want that to happen.” She cleared her throat and looked at Remus. “Remus, how are we going to do this? To annul the marriage?”

“Well Professor Dumbledore is having Madam Promfrey make a potion .. for the two of you. It will numb you for a few days long enough to void the marriage and engagement out of the book. That’s all. Kind of when your legs falls asleep or when a dentist gives you novacine..it will just numb you. After it wears off you’ll feel the same as you did before.” “ Numb us?” Harry questioned.
“ You can’t feel love toward each other, that’s why it didn’t work when we sent Hermione home, but she still wanted to be with you, Harry. Numbing the both of you will fix the situation. We hope.”

There were popping noises downstairs. It was almost 12:00…. New Years. Mr. and Mrs. Granger suggested they all go down stairs, to welcome in the New Year. Champagne was poured into glasses and as the old year drift away and the new year was about to begin Harry looked at Hermione and said “ To a happier New Year my love.” “ Yes. To a happier New Year my love.” Hermione repeated back, and kissed Harry. The party started to quite down soon after that.

Remus got his coat and patted Harry on the shoulder, “ Let’s go home Harry.”
He looked at Hermione and whispered, “ Is your stuff packed?” “ No, not all of it” she said. “Remus is going back to Grimmauld Place and I’m going with him.. I don’t think your father would invite me to spend the night anytime soon. This way we could be together…” and in a whisper “ God I miss you not being in my bed.” Hermione looked at her parents for a long moment. “ Can you wait for me?” she asked. She ran upstairs and in three minutes she had her bags in hand and her jacket on. Remus looked at her and thought to protest, but he was sure he would lose to Harry and Hermione. However Hermione’s parent’s were not so willing to let their daughter go. Until she said “ Mum ..dad you have to trust us. We haven’t done anything and we know we can’t without some finding out, and then we’d be in big trouble. So please trust me and Harry.” Her mother nodded and kissed her goodbye. Her father walked over to a very nervous Harry and put out his hand. “Harry, you really love my daughter?” Mr. Granger asked. “Yes sir … with all my heart.. I’d die for her.” Mr. Granger added “ Protect her. Keep her safe. Don’t let anything bad happen to her ” “ I‘ll keep her safe Mr. Granger.” Harry replied. They shook hands. Remus took out some floo powder and with Harry and Hermione he stuck his foot into the Granger fireplace, because it was too small for all of them to get in it. He spoke ‘12 Grummauld Place.’ There was a green blame flared up.

The three of them walk out of the fireplace at Grummauld place.
The house was quiet. Everyone was in bed asleep.
It was 12:45 am and all three were very tired. “Good night Remus, thanks.” Harry and Hermione said. “Good night you two.” Remus yawned out.
Harry brought Hermione’s bags up to her room. Then Harry and Hermione went in to his bedroom. No sign of Ron or Ginny. They must have decided to sleep downstairs. Harry pulled back the covers of the bed and started to undress as Hermione did. The next moment they were pulling the covers up over themselves. Harry put his glasses on the nightstand. He moved closer to Hermione feeling her bare skin next to his. He put his arm under her neck and his hand on her belly. He thought ‘ Tomorrow we’ll go back to school, take the potion, be numb for a week and then what … maybe go to Hogsmeade for lunch.’ It had just dawned on Harry that he and Hermione had only ONE real proper date and it was tea. What kind of a boyfriend was he. Or rather finance’ or husband.. he hasn’t even gotten her a ring.. or asked her to marry him properly, down on one knee.’ Harry was lying on his side making little patterns on Hermione’s belly when he realized this. “ Oh God Hermione I’ve messed things up again with us.” He said rolling on to his back. “ What do you mean?” said Hermione as she propped herself on to a pillow. “We’ve been on one date… tea not even dinner. I didn’t even ask you to marry me.., we just did it. No proper or romantic way of getting down on one knee, roses and champagne.” “Well Roses and Champagne did get me to marry Viktor.” She announced. “ Oh, right ..sorry. It’s just .. I want to do something special for you Hermione.” She smiled and kissed him, “ Harry you have…. You’ve done very special things for me. Tonight, coming to my house to see me. Bringing me here. Waiting until I’m ready for us to be lovers. The way you make me feel when I’m with you. The way you look at me.” This made Harry feel a little better. “ I’m still getting you a ring.” “Why? I won’t be able to wear it. People will ask questions.” “ Wear it on a chain,” Harry suggested. “and when we are ready we’ll tell people and you can wear it.” Hermione smiled and nodded her head laughing “ ok .. fine.” “Do you want to move in here with me? In this room, make it our bedroom?” Harry said feeling slightly dizzy and drunk. His heart was pounding ‘ please say yes, please say yes” he wished in his head. “ Is it big enough for both of us?” she asked. “ I think so.. if not I’ll push back the wall to make it bigger.” She kissed him and nodded. “Yes, but what will you do with that room when it will be only half the size?” she thought out loud? There was a rush that went through Harry body and mind. “ Oh maybe…. “ Harry looked at Hermione, “Nursery?”