Summer Love Not

“What? “ Hermione looked confused. Harry looked a little disappointed.
“ Nursery.” He declared, he got out of bed and started walking around the room. She still looked perplexed,
“ Harry I don’t think there’s enough light for plants to grow there.” Now Harry looked perplexed,
“ What do you mean plants?” He sat down next to her.
“I’m talking about .. you know.. nursery for a baby.”
“Baby?”
Harry took her hand and said,
“ Yes baby’s . You do want them some day…. Don’t you.”
“Well, of course,” and she laughed,
“ Why did I think of plants? I’m must more tired than I realized.”
“So you do want to have children then?” Harry asked again just to be clear.
“ Yes now come to bed I’m tired and we have to get the train tomorrow.” She said yawning.
Harry heard his stomach growl and then noticed how hungry he was. He kissed Hermione on her nose and whispered,
“ I’m hungry I’m going to get something to eat, want anything?” With her eyes closed
“ No thanks. Just don’t take too long.” Harry put on his pajamas and went downstairs.

Harry looked in the cupboards and Mrs. Weasley had made some wonderful pies and side dishes. Harry made his himself a plate with meat pie and yams, peas and ham, apple cinnamon tart and milk.
Quietly, he went back upstairs. Hermione must have felt cold because after eating Harry draw back the covers of the bed to find Hermione clothed, in her pajamas. He cuddled up next to her. He was just drifting off to sleep went he heard a pop. He sat up straight and put on glasses. He heard another pop. It was the fireplace, the logs on the fire had cracked and popped is all. But that is not all that had popped up.

Harry had a little harder time falling back to sleep, with his erection.
He turned his back to Hermione and stared at the fire. He felt a warm sensation on his neck, her lips. Her hand, making its way
under his shirt, to his belly and up to his chest, lightly touching it.
“Sorry didn’t mean to wake you Mione,” Harry apologized, touching her hand over his top.
“It’s all right, having trouble falling asleep.”
“Yeah. A little.” She moved her lips to his ear and pulled him closer to her.
“Is there anything I can do?” she whispered in his ear.

The next moment he was on top of her kissing her lips. He moved his legs in between hers. Hermione felt his hands under her trying to pull her closer. ‘ Always trying to get closer. To what… to me. My body. Inside me. My mind… my heart… my soul,’ she wondered. She felt his weigh pressed down on her, it was wonderful, his body the hardness, his scent. His mouth on hers every few moments he’d bite her lower lip. She could taste the apple cinnamon was still on his lips. Hermione felt his hand go to a button on her top, but he ended up pulling it down exposing a breast. The second later his lips were on her nipple sucking lightly, making her eyes flutter and her gasp. He made his way back up to her mouth. He pulled her legs closer to him. He started moving on her. He pushed his hips against hers. His erection pressing on her mound of flesh just above her bud, rubbing against her, soften by their clothes.
“ Hermione.. Is this comfortable for you?” She adjusted herself and him to make it more comfortable for her.
“ There, that’s better.” she said with relief. And Harry pressed against her again,
“ Yes.” Harry moaned. But the more he pressed and rubbed against her the more his pants seem to come down, it was pulling Hermione pajama bottoms down too. Soon it was skin against skin, both panting now. Harry pulled down the pants to his ankles then off, he did the same for her. He kissed her bud softly with very wet lips making Hermione arch her back and moan. Again he slowly when to her belly, breasts, her neck and her mouth. His penis was rubbing in Hermione’s soft hair as he moaned louder. They were moving together in teasing mating practice. Harry was very hard but he rubbed just the right spot for Hermione to make her lose her train of thought. As they both climax they realized how loud they were getting, their sexual released sounds echoed in the room.

There was a few moment of slow down their breathing as they look at each other and smiled and started to laugh. Harry fell next to Hermione as he laughed. Hermione was laughing so hard she had to laugh in the pillow. Harry gave Hermione a shirt because he came on hers.

Apologizing three times for the accidentally discharging himself on her and both of them laugh right after it. A minute went by and all the lights in the room come on at once, very bright lights. A few minutes went by as they both wonder what was going on, when there was a knock on the door. Harry got his pants back on and opened the door.

Remus was standing there with the paper in his hand.
“ Can you read this Harry?” Remus asked. Harry looked at the piece of the paper. All the writing was mixing up.
“ I can’t read it, it’s all messed up. Does that mean we’re not married anymore?”
“Well it was popping and flashing on my nightstand waking me up, did things just get complicated Harry?”
“ No, we were just fooling around.”
“ARE you sure?” Remus asked a bit louder.
“We didn’t do it. I didn’t … Nothing went in her.” Harry hissed turning red. Hermione got out the bed and pulled on panties, without any one noticing and looked at the paper.
“Well something was happening. Please Harry don’t make me separate you too.” Hermione was watching the paper and it went by to the way it was.
“ There it’s back to us being engaged.” Hermione announced grinning.
“ Thank the Lord, now you two just… go to sleep, because this will tell me if you don’t.”

Harry’s head hit the pillow.
“Ah, dam, why do things like this happen to me?” Hermione pulled the covers over them.
“ Well in a week or so things will be back to normal, and then we can do what we want with anyone having to know our business.” She took his hand and pulled it to her as her turned spooning him. She kissed his palm and said,
“ Good night love.” He buried his face in her hair replied
“ Good night my love.” And fell in to a wonderful sleep.

The fire warmed the room. So during the early hours Harry and Hermione kicked off the heavy comforter. Harry’s top that Hermione was wearing had come unbuttoned and Harry just wearing the matching bottom sleeping on his stomach. Harry’s arm was on Hermione’s belly his hand had the top in his soft fist near her breast.
Harry didn’t hear his bedroom door open, but what did heard we Ron’s shock “Bloody hell.” When Ron layed eyes on the two bodies in the bed. Harry’s eyes shot open grabbed the covers and pulled them up. Looking for his glasses Harry put them on and asked
“ What are you doing in here?” Standing to block the view of Hermione.
“ I came up to get my sweater. We’re all packed and mum got breakfast.” Ron smiled at Harry and whispered,
“ Did you two elope? Fred and George heard that you two are married and dad and Remus are trying to annul it.” Hermione got out of bed quietly buttoning her top and put on her pants. She walked to Harry and he took her hand. Harry smiled and said,
“ Yeah, we married… well engaged. It’s hard to explain. Remember the sparks on Christmas. Well I gave my master’s cup to Hermione and she drank from it and I drank from it. We told one another we love each other and kissed. Back years ago that’s how people got married.” With a sigh Hermione added. “And now we have to get it annulled, because it would to dangerous for us if anyone to find out that we were married or engaged. They would use me against Harry.”
“ Oh well I don’t think you have anything to worry about you and Harry getting out.” Ron turned to Hermione and said
“But I would worry about you and Viktor being in the news paper.” “What?” Hermione gasped.
“Yeah, they got a few pictures of you and Viktor together eating and look like he was helping you with a necklace. You giving him a kiss.” Ron remarked.
“Did you read it, what did it say?” Harry asked.
“Only questions. Are Viktor and Hermione still in love? Stuff like that.”

Everyone was finishing up breakfast and Harry and Hermione sat down. Mrs. Weasley put down a plate in front of each of them. “Thanks you Mrs. Weasley.” They both said. Hermione looked at the paper as they ate.
“ They’re just wondering if Viktor and I are still going out. They are trying to me it look like we are.”
“ Well you two do make the news a lot last summer,” Harry commented,” I’m sure the readers wanted to know what happened.”

Everyone got the bags and trunks loaded on to the train. Mrs. Weasley gave her four children a hug and a kiss and warned them to behave and study hard. She gave a hug and kiss to Harry and Hermione,
“ I know I don’t have to tell you two to study… but the faster we get things back to normal the safer it will be for you two.”
Harry and Hermione slept on the train next to each other while Ginny and Ron played chess.

As soon as they arrived at Hogwarts Hagrid was there to bring them to the hospital wing. Both Harry and Hermione felt as heavy as lead. Their hearts were pounding with each step going up the stairs. Holding hands as they went through the doors. Madame Pomfrey was there with a little smile on her face. She looked at them
“ This is not going to hurt. Well as long as you don’t fight it. You feel a bit heavy and sleepy. You‘ll sleep here tonight Hermione and for a few days you will feel a bit dreamy, vague but it last only a few days.”
“Oh and Harry you’ll be staying with Hagrid, just to be sure the spell is broken.” Madame Pomfrey held out the goblets with the potion in it. Harry and Hermione looked at them in their hands and looked at each other. As they were about to drink Harry whispered,
“Wait.”
And he put his and Hermione goblet down on the table. Looked at Hermione and they kissed passionately wrapping their arms around each other. They whispered to each other
“ I love you,” and drank.
Hermione felt chilled and sat down on the hospital bed. All the color in her face faded away, shivering and she fainted onto the floor. Hagrid and Madame Pomfrey got Hermione into bed. Harry was still standing up, shaking. His face going pale his teeth clenched.
“ Harry don’t fight it, just relax.” But Harry stood there his eyes staring at Hermione, a drop a blood slowly rolling out of his nose. Madame Pomfrey took out her wand and stunned Harry making him pass out and fall to the floor. Hagrid picked him up and had the nurse check to make sure he was all right. Hagrid carried Harry to his house. The next few days were a blur for the both of them.

Ginny made sure Hermione got to all of her class as Ron did for Harry. The teachers told the other students that they were trying out a new potion and that Harry and Hermione volunteered. They could answer simply questions but had to really concentrate on the harder questions.

The second day after taking the potion Professor McGonagall was worried about Hermione, she couldn’t concentrate enough on her studies, and there was a Quidditch game coming up.
Harry couldn’t fly a broom on the potion.

So they asked Arthur Weasley to contact them, as soon the annulment was complete.

Three days later he sent them an owl saying their names had faded away. It took two more days for the potion to wear off Harry who found himself in the dark in the boys’ dormitory. Just in time for Quidditch. It took Hermione another day for it to wear off.

That freaked Harry out. He was waiting for her at the common room as soon as he was normal. She came down the stairs with Ginny. Pale faced with dull eyes, Harry was bewildered when he saw her. Harry took Hermione’s hand and led her to the hospital wing. Madame Pomfrey was happy to see Harry
“ Back to you old self again?”
“ Yes, but Hermione’s not.” He said sounding a little alarmed. “Mmm, well you are bigger than she is, it will take longer to wear off is all,” she assured him.

Harry helped her to all of her classes. Professor McGonagall warned him not to show too much affection for her.
“Is it that obvious.” Harry asked her, watching Ginny take Hermione’s arm and leading them down the corridor to their class.
“ Yes, Mr. Potter, it is. You should worry about your work. Ginny Weasley will look after her, I’m sure Miss Granger would be upset if your grades were affected by this. You got Quidditch practice this afternoon, and a lot reading you have to get done for Potions class,” she said this as she walked him out of her class. Harry nodded and set off for his next class when he felt odd, chilled. It lasted only a minute or so, then felt fine. But during Quidditch practice he felt hot as his heart pounded thinking of Hermione. Ron flying by asked Harry. “ Are you alright Harry? You’re all red and sweaty.”
“ I’ll be alright just give me a minute,” Harry replied. A moment later he was fine again.

The next day they had a game and Hermione was still pale and foggy. He asked her
“ Are you coming to Quidditch, you usually do.”
“Yes, I’m going I’m waiting for Ginny.” Hermione said in a monotone voice. He looked around, no one was there, and kissed her. She was cool and didn’t kiss him back. “ Soon my love, “ he said.

The Quidditch game against Ravenclaw was going on for 3 hours. It was cold and Harry couldn’t find the snitch but neither could Cho. The wind was whipping everyone off course. If they went to close to the ground the wind might make them crash in to the snow that had fallen the night before. Harry finally saw a hint of gold hovering over the standing. He went for it and so did Cho. They collided over the stands trying to get it. People screamed below them both seekers trying to get their balance on the brooms. In a flash the snitch was out of sight. Harry regained his balance and helped Cho by pushing her back in a sitting position, before she could fall off her broom and hit one of the Gryffindors. Harry looked down at he crowd and saw Hermione next to Professor McGonagall. Hermione was still pale but there was a pink tint to her cheeks, maybe from the cold wind or maybe the potion was wearing off.
That was enough to inspire Harry to find the snitch quickly and end the game. It took 30 minutes to find the gold ball and 15 seconds to grab it. With the game over Harry looked for Hermione in the stands, but he couldn’t find her with everyone move about. He was bound to see her in the common room, later were the Gryffindors would have a party.

Harry got undressed and put his head under the shower. He daydreamed that everyone got showered and back to the dorms.
Hermione, under his invisibility cloak, snuck in the showers with Harry. Letting the cloak fall and she’d be there, standing naked. And step in to the shower to him. He would take her in his arms and passionately kiss her. Feeling her body next to his feeling the water tickle them before pulling her close closing the gap between them.
To Harry dismay the water turned cold and broke his wonderful daydream, and made him jump back. He heard Ron whispering.
“ Hey mate, if you are thinking of Cho, stop it, you are getting everyone nervous.”
“ What? Cho?” Harry asked. Then he realized why .. semi-erection. He stepped back in the cold shower. Someone over heard the
“Stop thinking of Cho in the shower” and it spread like wild fire.

At dinner there were looks and snickering. The potion was slowly wearing off Hermione. She was talking more and looked at Harry with a light in her eyes. He couldn’t wait to be alone with her. After dinner the students were going back to the dorms. Cho walked up to Harry and asked if they could talk.
“ I was wonder do you have.. I mean .. do you still have” She was turn red. She was nervous Harry could see it. Harry wasn’t sure what was trying to say, all he knew is that Hermione was waiting for him at the doors. So he asked her the first thing that came to mind.
“ Are you asking me if we are going to start the D. A. club again,” he said quickly.
“ Eh yes, are you?” Cho inquired.
“I was thinking about it but I have to wait until Hermione’s feeling better. So we’ll see in a few days,” Harry said. Cho forced a smile and nodded.

Going up the stair Hermione said,
“So I see I have competition.”
“ Competition? What do you mean?” Harry asked.
“ Cho, she heard you still have a thing for her. Something happening in the shower after the game.”
“ You don’t believe that do you? I mean it happened” he said and then whispered, “ I was fantasying about you.”

Harry pulled her down an empty hallway and in to a classroom. He felt hot, as he closed the door behind him. His mind wasn’t working right. He knew this and wanted to tell Hermione. He started sweating, feeling enraged and excited as he stood there in front of Hermione. She saw his eye were blood shot.
“ Harry, you okay? You don’t look right,” backing away.
“Something happening Hermione, wrong,” is all he got out before he seized her. Pinning her up against the wall, invading her mouth with his kissing her hard. Feeling her left breast with one hand and pulling up her skirt with the other. She tried to relax and held his face.
“Harry, please not so hard.” A moment later Harry kisses were softer and more passionate as he hands caress more than grab. He pulled back from the kissed dazed.
“ Hermione what just happened.”
“I’m not sure I want to take you to the nurse,” she said trying to comfort him.
“I didn’t hurt you?” he asked looking concerned.
“ No not really,” she replied.

Madame Pomfrey wasn’t surprise to see them.
“ Which is the patient?” looking at both of them.
“ I am.” Harry said.
“ Are you having a burst of anger anxiety, excited and feeling hot and sweating? Or cold and confused but very tensely out of control?” she asked.
“ Yes, how did you…”
“ You fought the potion and those were the feeling you were experiencing at the time of the potion.” She handed him a drink. “ What’s this?” Harry asked.
“ A neutralizer this should help with the anger confusion most of the bad feeling, you have to hand the good feelings on your own.” She said smiling. Harry drank it down. A split second later Harry felt better, well more than better. All the troubles in his heart and mind seem to fade away. He looked at Hermione with a questionable expression on her face asking
“ Feeling better Harry?” A wide smile came on to his face,
“Yes,” and he took her hand and walk to the common room.

All the way there Hermione felt something in his touch. A calmness, an easy feeling. They got to the painting of the Fat Lady Harry spoke the password. They let go of each others’ hands. They did the homework and talked to other students. Waiting for a chance to be alone, but some of the teachers gave extra work for the O.W.LS.
Harry and Hermione were tired and said good night in Harry’s dormitory room. He put his hand on her neck to sneak a sweet kiss, but Hermione moaned and leaned in to his hand. He watched her expression. Her eyes half closed and fluttered. A flush was on her face and neck. Before she could let out another moan he silenced her mouth with his. Their kiss deepened and he wanted more, so much more. He wanted her, it would be easy, put her on the bed and pull the drapes closed and put a silencing spell on them. Harry broke the kiss
“ You better go before I do something stupid. Good night Mione,” he panted.

The next few days the teacher assigned more homework and papers. Harry and Hermione didn’t have time to talk at all. Harry felt strange, but in a good way. At times he would look at Hermione and she would within a moment look at him in the classroom during a lecture from Professor Snape or in the Great Hall. She knew he was looking at her or thinking tensely of her. Her neck had a tickling sensation and then warm that melted her mind.
During one class she felt it spread to her back and between her legs. She could feel herself go red, and hot. Just then Professor McGonagall called on her.
“ What was the question again Professor?” she asked.
“ What is the incantation? Miss Granger are you alright?” she posed, looking over her spectacles at her.
“No, may I go to the girl’s bathroom?” Hermione asked.
“Yes, you may,” the professor said, and called on someone else.
Hermione got up and looked around but Harry wasn’t in the room.
She walked into the hallway, down the corridor to the girl’s bathroom. There was Harry up against the wall waiting for her.
“ What are you doing here, why aren’t you in class.” Hermione whispered to him. Harry just tugged her in to his arms and kissed her powerfully. His mouth engulfing hers, seeking out an answer he wanted, and she gave him in her breathing and a sigh.
“ I’ve missed you too Mione.” He said breathlessly.
“ I just came from Professor Dumbledore’s office and we talked about the club. He gave me some books, the ones you got. We can start the practices up again.”
Looking into her eyes his lips fall on hers’ again.
“ I can’t stop thinking about you Hermione. It must be wrong wanting to see and be with you all the time and I can’t.”

They heard a too familiar.
“What are you doing out of class? Mr. Potter and Miss Granger?” Professor Snape snapped at them.
“ I just came from Professor Dumbledore’s office.” Harry said.
Hermione added,
“ and I was going to the girl’s bathroom.”

The two students found themselves in Dumbledore office 5 minutes later. Snape complaining that the two planned skipping classes and act irresponsibly and that they should be punished and kept apart.
“But we have some of the same classes. We live in the same tower.”
“You’ll stay in different side of the rooms.” Professor Snape said.
Harry looked down that the book for the D.A. club.
“But sir Hermione knows most of the spells we have to work on for the club. We teach it together along with Ron.” Snape was willing to chaperone the class so they could teach it.
“ No.” Harry shouted.

But they no choice, no chaperone no club.
“The bastard is just trying to make my life miserable.” Harry said. “When do you want to start?”
Hermione asked.
“Thursdays after dinner.”
“You don’t have Quidditch practice?” Hermione asked.
“No that’s Thursday afternoon.”
“ Great “ and she wrote in down in her planner.

Thursday came and all the students who wanted to brush up on the spells and curses waited outside the Room of Requirement. Professor Snape stayed in the corner as requested my Harry.
Harry told the students that Professor Snape was here to observe the activities of the club. He told Neville not to be nervous that Snape couldn’t do anything to him. And most of the time no one noticed the Professor, until they tried a new spell. Then he had to stick his nose in the class. The only thing he could say that some of the students needed to make a bigger movement others smaller with their wands while saying the spell Impedimenta. Depending on the size of the subject they are trying to stop.

Everyone paired off to try to do the spell, and Harry went around to see everyone progress. They started off with books being tossed at them having to stop it, then they did a chairs. Harry kept feeling a pair of female eyes on him, and it wasn’t just Hermione’s. Cho kept looking over at Harry as he was making his way around the room. Neville wasn’t doing bad, but he kept looking over at Snape so that is aim was off. “Just ignore him Neville. He wouldn’t do any thing to you.” Harry promised. He asked Cho and Padma how they were doing and if they had any questions.

Harry asked Professor Snape to help out and be the target of the spell.
“Just walk toward someone and let them do the spell. It’ll be great experience for them. Oh and no consequences right?” Harry asked. “Very well Mr. Potter “ the professor said.

Harry had everyone stand in a line and had Snape go towards each of the students. Neville looked terrified when Snape came towards him but as he drew Harry whispered,
“ You can do it Neville,” and he did. There were many hands on Neville’s back and shoulder. Harry called it a night. Cho went over to Harry and said what a great class it was. Then asked if he was going to Hogmeade that weekend.
“ I’m not sure, I think I am if I can get my homework done in time.” Harry replied.
“ Well I hope you can. I’m going and I was thinking maybe we could have lunch.” Cho said looking at him batting her eyes.
“Well I’m not sure I have lots of homework and practice. Maybe some other time.” Harry suggested. The smile Cho wear faded a bit and she kissed him on the cheek,
“Some other time then,” and walked out with Padma.

Hermione walked passed him.
“ I told you she was interested in you.” Snape walked up to him, “Gathering a harem are we, Mr. Potter?” Harry turned red. Ron with a big smile was about to open his mouth when Harry said
“ Don’t you dare. I’ve had enough already. How am I to go out with Hermione when Cho is lurking about?”
“Just tell her the truth, you’re not interested in her.” Ron said.

Saturday came and Harry got on the carriage with Ron and Hermione. They had a nice lunch at The Three Brooms. Hermione wanted to go shopping for a few things with the girls. Harry took this opportunity to look for a ring for Hermione. He found one gold ring with a heart shaped sapphire, accented with diamond chips. As he was waiting for the sale woman to put it in a box he notice a mother with two boys. The older one would hit the younger one. Their mother told them to stop it. The mother waved her wand and said Felismis. Each time the older boy hit the younger one he would feel most of the pain and not so much his brother. Harry wondered how many time Mrs. Weasleys used that one on her kids.

Harry met Hermione at the carriage and bumped into Cho. Cho looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. Harry asked if they could talk for when they got back to school. He was nervous all the way back to school, he didn’t want to hurt her feeling. Hermione told him to tell her the truth.
“You’re not interested in going out with her. You just want to be friends.” Harry said just that. Cho looked angry, but said
“ Of course we friends, I didn’t mean for us to go out as any thing else,” She said non-shalontly turning pink.
“ Ok, so we’re friends, great. See you in class.” Harry said with relief.

Harry went up the stairs to the dormitory, and there was Hermione waiting for him on his bed. Harry looked around the room Ron was laying on his bed, the rest of the boys were elsewhere. Harry took off his jacket and hung it up. Pulled the drapes on his bed around as Hermione kneeled on the bed. Harry climbed on to the bed and gave a look to Hermione she knew very well. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his lips kissed and caressed her lips.

“ Your little chat went well?” said in between the kisses.
“ What?”
“ With Cho you let her down easy?” Hermione posed. Harry looked at Hermione
“ Yes, she said she didn’t ask me out to be a date, just friends.”
“Oh ok.” Hermione laughed.
“Hermione I would rather talk about your mouth.” Harry whispered.
“ What about my mouth?” she added.
“ How perfect it is, now let me have it.” As he cover her mouth and slipped his hand under her shirt to feel her back pull her again him. She let out a moan. Her head drop back to expose her neck. Harry kissed, sucked and bit her flesh.

A cough from Ron’s bed was the sign he was still there.

Harry pulled her down onto the pillows with him. He wanted her, but he knew he couldn’t not there and then. As he kissed her the want slipped from his mind to his mouth,
“ Hermione come to me tonight, be with me tonight,” hungrily kissing her.
“ I can’t. If we’re caught we’ll be expelled,” she said breathlessly.
“ I’m sorry I was wishing out loud,” he said softly.
Hermione put her arms around him and nuzzled her face in to his neck. Soon they heard the boys coming up the stairs. Hermione jumped out to the bed and Harry walked her to the door. He kissed her when no one was around and said ‘good night’.