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Harry Potter and the End of Illusions	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 11159 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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-          Two Halves of a Whole-

After his lessons and his homework, Harry got permition from Professor McGonagall and left for Hogsmeade in search of Hermione's birthday gift. The Quidditch match against Ravenclaw would take place the next day, but the day after that was Hermione's birthday and Harry wanted to surprise her. He took off his invisibility cloak as he entered the village and tried to hurry so people wouldn't stop him. The last time he had visited the village was when Death Eaters had filled it and he, Hermione and Ron were trying to enter Hogwarts. The village, Harry could see now, was different than the last time he had visited it.

A few shops were closed, others destroyed and others remade. A few were news ones and Harry found the perfect place among them. There was a small shop close to Honeydukes called "The lucky witch" and Harry could see from the outside that the shop was full of magical jewels and ornaments. Harry didn't want to buy an ordinary book or something like that for Hermione's first birthday as his girlfriend so he entered the small shop and looked around. There was a slight scent of cherry and a couple of women were inside, looking at jewels in a corner. Harry moved around, trying not to be noticeable. He looked at small jewels, rings, earrings and charms but nothing seemed to be good enough for Hermione.

The two women left the shop after a few minutes and Harry looked around. A very old woman entered the room from a back door and looked at Harry. She seemed shocked but then just smiled. 'How can I help you, young man?' she asked and Harry decided to seek some help about the gift he wanted.

'I'm searching for a gift for my girlfriend,' Harry said and felt his cheeks heating up and his pride swelling at the mention of Hermione as his girlfriend. The old woman smiled kindly and turned around. She started searching for something in a drawer and when she found it, she gestured for Harry to move closer. She opened a small box in front of him and then closed it immediately before Harry could lay his eyes on it.

'Harry Potter, do you really love this woman?' the lady asked.

Harry was quite surprised by her question. He looked at the woman carefully and he was sure that he recognized those two piercing eyes of hers. 'With all my heart,' Harry responded. 'If you don't have something for her than I can search somewhere else.'

The woman just smiled and opened the little box, revealing a beautiful silver medallion in the shape of two slightly overlapped hearts. The first heart was ornamented with emeralds and the second with diamonds. Harry felt his lips forming a smile at the sight of it.

'It's not an ordinary medallion, Harry Potter. If the girl is your true love, the medallion will help you and her in difficult times. I'm sure you know about those times, and I'm sure she does as well. The medallion is full of white magic and through the power of your love, this medallion can be the object which will seal your love,' the woman said.

Harry wasn't sure what to think of the woman's explanation. However, he liked the necklace and he was sure that it would look wonderful around Hermione's neck. And then, if the woman's words were true, this necklace could indeed be much more for Hermione and himself. 'I'll take it,' Harry said.

'I knew you would,' she responded with a knowing smile. Harry frowned, wondering again why her eyes looked so familiar to him. He paid the forty galleons for the necklace and waited while the witch wrapped the box in silver paper.

'Thank you,' Harry said, taking the small package from her. He turned to leave, but before he got to the door the woman spoke.

'If you visit Diagon Alley and want to check your wand, tell my brother that he owes me five galleons. All the male Olivanders are thieves,' the woman said. Harry smiled and nodded, finally realizing who else had those eyes.

The night before the match, Harry and Hermione had their usual patrols but ended up snogging in a small corner of the third floor close to Fluffy's old chamber. Harry overslept, having dreams of himself and Hermione doing things he hoped he would do soon and woke up as Hermione knocked on his door, telling him he was late for breakfast and practice.

Now, with his breakfast eaten in five minutes and everyone at the pitch watching the practice, Harry felt like returning to his bed and dreams. He started the practice with his team and flew into the air. He looked around and spotted Hermione watching. He smiled at her and she did the same. He felt better and wondered how long he would wear a goofy grin on his face at the sight of Hermione.

After an hour, Harry dismissed the team and with Hermione and Ron left for the rest of their Saturday. The students were still curious about the trio so they decided to find Luna and head for Harry and Hermione's tower. The two couples sat close to the windows and stared outside. They didn't talk much but, after everything they'd been through together, conversation wasn't really necessary. He was also happy because now he could hug Hermione and be normal around Ron. Things had changed and Harry, many times, thanked Merlin for his life after the battle in the same castle a few months back. Harry and Hermione did their homework for Monday, so the next day would be free for them, and then waited for the time of the match.

After lunch, the team was gathered again. Harry, Ron and the rest of the team entered the pitch with their brooms on their shoulders. Zacharias Smith was the captain for the Ravenclaws. Harry shook hands with him and waited for Madam Hootch to start the game. When she did, Harry and his team flew for the balls and their places in the air. Ginny was still acting like Harry was invisible but Harry was sure she wouldn't risk the team by doing something out of his plans for the game. It was a very rough game and Harry could remember, with a smile, all his matches in that pitch on his "Nimbus 2000", his "Firebolt" and now on his "Thunderbolt". He was so glad that Hogwarts was still the place of happy memories during the war, although he felt so much older than he had last time he was in a school game.

After a few good tries and many difficult moves, Ravenclaw caught up on the score. Harry hoped Ron would stop being so nervous around people, but he felt sure that he would see the snitch soon. Smith seemed to notice something a few feet above the ground and went into a dive. Harry did the same and the two men directed their brooms to the ground. Zacharias glanced at Harry a few times as they both kept moving downwards. Harry didn't care; He had spotted the Snitch and it was time to finish the game. The little golden ball moved a few feet higher and Harry finally moved his broomstick upward. Zacharias was unable to pull out of the dive completely and crashed to the ground. Harry reached out and grabbed the Snitch, the thrill of victory swelling in his chest.

The entire pitch erupted in cheers for Gryffindor's victory. The team landed safely on the ground and Harry and Ron moved close to Zacharias and Madame Pomfrey, he was fine after a couple of potions so the two friends left for the changing rooms. The atmosphere was as Harry remembered it, the twins might not be there, and that caused a shot of pain in Harry's heart, but the team was singing and laughing, yelling and beaming for the victory. When they left the pitch, Hermione was the first to move closer with Luna right behind her.

'Congratulations!' she said, hugging Ron first and then lingering for a moment in Harry's arms. She also tried to talk to Ginny who had glared at Hermione when she hugged Harry. A simple "Thank you" was all the youngest Weasley said before walking away muttering something about going to the Great Hall for dinner. The team walked into the castle and many students started beaming at Harry, patting his shoulder and congratulating him even if they were from different houses.

All the Gryffindors moved into their common room and Harry suddenly realized how much he had missed it. They entered the large, cozy room and everyone started bringing sweets and butterbeers from boxes, shelves and other hiding places. Harry was sure this was the best party he'd had after a match. Before the year in the cold tent, Harry had taken all of this for granted, but now, having looked Death in the eye, Harry was sure he would never take anything for granted again.



The party went on for hours but Harry wanted to leave early so he wouldn't be tired the next day. He took Hermione and left for their last patrol and then their tower.

'Good night,' Harry whispered in her ear as he broke their last hug in front of Hermione's stairs to her room.

'Good night, honey,' Hermione replied and Harry smiled at the nickname. Harry pulled Hermione back into a hug and kissed her lips, loving their soft texture.

'Sweet dreams, love,' Harry said, feeling fortunate to be able to call her exactly what she was: his love. Hermione smiled and kissed him, one last time before leaving for her room. Harry smiled to himself and headed for his bedroom and soft bed, thinking of his perfect gift for her.

Harry opened his eyes with a grin on his face. The sun had risen over the horizon and it was time for him to plan the perfect day for Hermione. He stood up, took a shower, dressed in black pants and a deep red jumper and headed for his and Hermione's common room. The room was silent, meaning that Hermione was probably still asleep, so he called Kreacher and ordered a special breakfast for two. In a corner of the common room was a pile of gifts, waiting for the birthday girl. A few moments later he headed for Hermione's bedroom with a tray holding their breakfast. He pushed the door open and looked around. His sleeping beauty was in her bed, shrouded in blankets. Harry smiled widely and moved closer. He placed the tray on a nearby table and leaned over Hermione. He started nuzzling her neck and kissing her cheeks and lips. Hermione stirred and responded sleepily.

Harry smiled and went on with kissing and spoiling her. He knew she was awake and enjoying his attentions so he went on with placing kisses on her exposed skin. After a few moments, he achieved his goal and his lioness opened her eyes, smiling at him. Harry leaned forward and kissed her deeply on the mouth, exploring its depths once more. Hermione answered by embracing him, bringing him closer to her. Harry moved more and was now half on top of her, he was happy with their snogging but he needed to stop soon if he wanted to be able to walk for the rest of the day without an obvious display of his desire for her.

'Happy Birthday, 'Mione,' he said finally, pulling away to look at her.

'Happy Birthday to me,' Hermione agreed with a cheerful grin. Harry grinned back and kissed her again. His hands crept up to caress her sides and her stomach over the fabric of her nightgown. Hermione didn't stop him so he went on caressing her until he brushed his hand against her breast. Hermione gasped and broke the kiss but didn't move. Harry felt worried for a minute until Hermione placed her hand above his and squeezed it. Harry looked into her eyes and she smiled.

'I love you,' they said in unison and smiled as Harry moved closer for another kiss. Hermione responded again but Crookshanks interrupted them by jumping on the bed and pressing closer to Hermione, purring. Hermione broke the kiss with a smile and caressed the cat's ears with the hand that had been previously holding Harry's hand at her breast. Harry glared at her pet and then smiled at Hermione.

'I agree with Ron, I hate your cat,' Harry said grinning and Hermione just poked her tongue out at him.

Harry set the tray between them and pushed an irritated Crookshanks away from their meal. Hermione seemed pleasantly surprised as they ate their breakfast between kisses, tickles, grins and plans for the day.

Harry waited for Hermione to dress in the common room. When she was ready, she descended the stairs and Harry felt his breath catching in his throat. She was wearing a purple skirt and a matching top. Her hair was in a ponytail and she wore a light lipstick on her lips. He gave her a quick kiss before allowing her to sit down and open her gifts. The first gift, from her parents, was a beautiful, French set of candles and other items for a nice atmosphere. Ron and Luna's gift was a book about "Charms for any profession". Hermione smiled at it and Harry was sure Hermione knew that was Luna's taste on gifts. Hermione opened the rest of her gifts from the Weasleys and some of their classmates. He couldn't remember her ever getting so many gifts. He suspected it was a result of being a heroine and that they would eventually get used to the extra attention.

'Don't I have a gift from you?' Hermione asked when she opened all of her gifts. Harry smiled and kissed her cheek.

'I'll give it to you later, when we won't be interrupted,' Harry said, pleased to see her blush and nod. He didn't have any plans in mind other than giving her the necklace with the magical pendant, explaining what the pendant was for and then, perhaps, they'd snog for a while. He had no intention of pressuring her into anything sexual that she may not be ready for.

They went to the Gryffindor Common room to find Ron, but Ron wasn't the only person occupying the Common Room. It looked as if every single Gryffindor was currently in the room, beaming and wishing Hermione a happy birthday. Hermione blushed, making Harry think that she had never looked more adorable. The couple talked and laughed with their classmates catching up on the lives of their friends. Ginny was there as well but she avoided Harry, Hermione and Ron. Harry was sure that she was still mad at him but he wasn't sure why she didn't at least talk to Ron. She was probably aware of his relationship with Hermione but she didn't have the right to act like that for over two months now.

He cast those thoughts out of his mind as it was time for lunch and everyone started moving to the Great Hall for the meal. There, more students, as well as professors, wished her many happy returns. She looked quite flustered by all the attention.

After their lunch, the trio, with Luna, headed for Hagrid's hut. Hagrid gave Hermione a book about merpeople and they all sat down and had a great time. It was as if this part of their lives was unchangeable. After a while, the four friends left for dinner. Ron moved closer to Harry and whispered in his ear as Luna asked Hermione something random.

'The seventh year Gryffindors have organized a small party for Hermione in the common room. It won't last long. Luna thought it would be nice since she's always away from her family on her birthday,' Ron whispered quickly and Harry beamed at his friend and nodded. That would be a nice surprise for Hermione.

And it was indeed. When the dinner was finished, all the Gryffindors went to their tower. Ron took Luna with him and Harry detained Hermione so they would arrive last and the others could prepare the surprise. When the couple entered the common room everyone started cheering and singing "Happy Birthday" for a blushing Hermione. She thanked everyone and blew out the candle on a small cake Luna and Ron brought over to her. After that, the party started. The common room was full of music, colors, laughing and high spirits. Harry hadn't given her his gift yet but he was happy that Hermione was enjoying her party.

Hermione danced with many of their classmates; Even Neville asked the Birthday girl to dance. Harry watched her dancing and laughing in the arms of his friends but didn't feel jealous. He felt very secure in their relationship. A slow song started and Harry decided to have a dance with his girl, despite the fact that he hated dancing.

'Can I take the Birthday Girl?' Harry asked Ron who smiled and offered him Hermione's hand. Harry took Hermione's hand and placed his other arm around her waist, bringing her close. Harry could swear that he heard some people giggling, but he didn't care. 'Having a good time?' Harry asked against Hermione's ear. She smiled at him and nodded.

'The only thing I want is to be alone with you and see what you got for me. You kept me wondering the entire day,' Hermione said and Harry smiled this time.

'We're in our tower the moment you ask,' he replied and pressing her closer to him. Out of the corner of his eyes, Harry caught Ginny looking at him and Hermione. He just closed his eyes and took in Hermione's familiar scent. Nothing could destroy this moment.

After a few more minutes, Hermione excused herself first, thanking everyone again and saying her goodbyes. Harry did the same, saying to his friends who wanted him to stay longer that he needed some rest for the week ahead. The couple left the tower and when they made sure they were alone in the corridors the held each others' hands and shared kisses and laughs. They entered their tower and just after Hermione had closed the door, Harry wrapped his arms around her and kissed her fully on her lips, stealing her breath. She responded by hugging him and pushing him against the closest wall. Harry grinned at her action. She broke the kiss and smiled at him.

'You're not the only who can be aggressive here, love,' Hermione said and Harry felt his body heat up. 'I think it's time for my gift,' she went on and Harry smiled wider and nodded. He took her by the hand and led her in his room. This time the room was neat and Harry mentally thanked the house elves of the castle. Hermione sat on his bed and waited for him while he took the small box from a drawer close to his bed. He found the box and handed it to Hermione.

'Happy Birthday, again,' Harry said.

'Thank you,' she said and unwrapped the silver paper. She opened the box and gasped at the sight of the beautiful pendant.

'The woman in the shop said it's magical. She said it'll seal our love and do many things. I'm not sure if she was telling the truth but I really liked it. I think it will look beautiful on you,' Harry said.

Hermione looked at him, her eyes sparkling with tears. 'It's wonderful, thank you very much,' Hermione said throwing her arms around him. He returned the hug and lay down on the mattress, pulling Hermione to lie on top of him. 'Can you help me put it on?' she asked softly. He nodded, enjoying her weight against him. Hermione moved her hair aside so Harry could place the delicate chain around her neck. When he was finished, they both stared at the beautiful pendant hanging from Hermione's neck between their bodies and then Hermione leaned for another kiss.

Harry returned the kiss with passion and need. He started caressing her delicate body, his hands traveling over her back and sides, pausing momentarily on her butt and then losing themselves in her hair. He wanted, needed more but he broke the heated kiss with a gasp. He looked in her eye and could see only love, understanding and equal passion. He smiled and kissed her again, rolling Hermione onto her back and moving above her. She didn't protest so Harry remained where he was and repeated his morning actions by cupping one of her breasts. She didn't stop him then either so he enjoyed the moment.

The kiss turned more and more passionate by every passing moment and Harry's pants felt uncomfortably tight. He broke the kiss again and looked at Hermione beneath him. He didn't want to rush her into things she wasn't ready for but he needed to stop now so he'd have control over himself.

'We should stop,' he said and looking at her swollen lips. He was ready to speak again when Hermione placed her hand in his hair and pulled him down for a peck on the lips.

'No,' she whispered as her lips were inches from his. 'We deserve some happiness and it's time for us to have it. I'm ready.' Harry shivered at the touch of her hot breath and words. He had hoped for this moment but he hadn't expected for it to come so soon.

'I love you' was the only thing coming from his mouth and he knew it was enough for both of them. He didn't need to ask if she was sure. Harry captured her lips with his again and Hermione started caressing his back and sides as well. Harry tried to move into a better position but decided their clothes were too much of a barrier between them, he knelt next to her and lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor.

Before he could lay on top of Hermione again, he took off their shoes. When he looked back at her again her top was gone as well and Harry gulped at the sight of her half-naked form. He wasn't sure of what to do but he hoped instinct would help yet again. He moved back on top her and captured her lips for a few moments. He started trailing kisses down her jaw and cheeks, smelling her roses scent, listening to her soft sighs and deep breaths. Her first moan was the most beautiful music in his ears and made him move downwards.

Hermione arched her back and unclasped her bra as Harry waited by kissing her collarbone. When her bra was open he took it slowly and lost his breath when he saw her bare breasts for the first time. They were round and beautiful, pale and moving to the rhythm of Hermione's ragged breath. Harry looked at her and smiled at her slightly flushed face. He lowered his mouth and kissed the small scar above her heart, the scar Dolohov had managed to give her.

'Thank you,' was all Harry could say at the sight of her and her scar at that moment. She was his everything and he was grateful. Hermione only smiled and then moaned as Harry took one of her nipples in between his lips. He didn't want to hurt her but she didn't seem mind what he was doing, so he went on by sucking a bit and then tasted it with his tongue; teasing her. He was happy to see Hermione closing her eyes and moaning, sighing his name and breathing heavily.

His other hand started caressing her other breast and after a few moments of equal care on both her breasts, Harry decided to move further down. He first freed himself from his tight trousers and kicked them off the bed. Hermione arched her hips and allowed him to take down both her skirt and knickers. He took his time, kissing her legs as her clothes exposed her skin. When they were finally off her, Harry let his eyes travel over Hermione's long body. He moved above her again, feeling the biggest need for her in his life and kissed her as if his life depended on it. He moved between her legs and Hermione opened them further for him. He broke the kiss and traveled down again. He wasn't sure of many things but if she moaned when he played with her breasts he could imagine what she'd do if he tried other things.

Harry looked at her neck, her breasts, her stomach and his eyes stopped at the most intimate part of her body. He licked his lips at the sight of her wet sex. He placed his hands on her thighs and Harry dared to brush his fingers against her body, watching her shudder with pleasure. Encouraged, he repeated his actions, trying new pressures and speeds until he found a small ball of nerves between her folds which seemed to be the main reason for her responses. He buried a finger inside her body, just a bit to see her reaction and stopped it when he felt a small barrier inside her body. Hermione arched more and gripped the sheets of his bed.

'Harry,' was all she managed to utter and Harry could swear his name had never sounded so sexy. He placed one finger against the small ball of nerves and moved his other finger inside her until he felt her body clasping his finger and Hermione arched a last time and cried out his name in a voice full of love and need. He didn't need to wait anymore.

He took his tight boxers off his body and looked at Hermione's still closed eyes. He moved between her legs again and looked at her as she came back to normal, her swollen lips, her face flushed by pleasure, her body limp and almost glowing beneath him and her necklace on her neck, showing him their unique union. Hermione smiled at him as he moved even closer and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Harry kissed her lips and felt his member touching her opening. Hermione kissed his neck and Harry felt her hot breath on his neck as she let out a deep breath.

'Wait,' Hermione said suddenly and Harry looked at her, alarmed. She unwrapped her arms from his neck and looked around. 'Accio wand,' she said and her wand flew into her hand. She pointed it at her belly and Harry's eyes grew wide as he realized what he had forgotten in his blur of pleasure and passion. She smiled at him and kissed his lips as the charm was done.

'We don't want little Potters,' Hermione said as the kiss was over.

'Yet,' Harry blurted out and Hermione only smiled wider. He wasn't sure why this word came out of his mouth. He only knew that he meant it. Hermione repositioned herself and then nodded at Harry.

He captured her lips again and pushed inside of her. The pleasure was enormous for him but Hermione stiffened beneath him and he tried to take things slow. He pushed a bit more and Hermione broke the kiss breathing heavily.

'Do it in one thrust, it'll be better,' she whispered and Harry nodded, feeling guilty. He did push inside her, destroying her small barrier and Hermione threw her head back in silent pain. Harry didn't know what else to do than kiss her neck and jaw and then her lips, stealing her scream of pain. She responded with need and passion. They laid still for a few moments even though Harry needed to move badly. Her soft body against his, her warm depths full of his hard body. Male and female in the ultimate union only two people in love can accomplish. Two halves of a whole brought together.

Hermione broke the kiss after a few moments. 'You can move, love,' she said and Harry pulled a bit out of her and thrust back inside her. She breathed heavily and whimpered but Harry hoped she'd feel better. He was feeling selfish for feeling such pleasure when she was in pain. His guilt died when Hermione started moaning and calling his name. He moved faster as he could feel a strange yet pleasant feeling in his stomach building and building itself inside him. He thrust more and only when he raised his head a bit from Hermione's face realized things around his bedroom were moving and shaking. The lights from the candles were stronger than he remembered them, his and Hermione's body were sweaty and he could swear they were both glowing. He didn't care as Hermione moaned louder and her nails traveled down his back causing him to groan loudly. White shots of pleasure were hitting him over and over.

He locked eyes with Hermione as they moved together at the rhythm of his thrusts; he didn't dare to move his eyes from hers. Hermione arched her back and Harry felt her inner walls clasping his member like before with his finger. He knew she was done so he finally let himself go. His lungs were left without air and white light blinded him for a few moments, and with a loud groan he emptied himself inside her.

He collapsed on top of Hermione, trying not to crush her by supporting himself on his forearms. His breath was ragged and could feel exhaustion taking over. He loved that aftermath, his first time with Hermione, his Hermione. She was his as he was hers now, forever. He smiled at the thought and Hermione's touch. She started caressing his hair, he looked up at her face but before he could look at her still closed eyes his attention was caught by the pendant on her necklace which was glowing. He moved a bit upwards to get a better look at it.

What is that? Harry thought.

'What is what?' Hermione asked and opened her eyes. Harry jerked his head in her direction.

She heard what I thought? Harry thought and Hermione looked at him with wide eyes and then gripped the medallion and brought it between them as far as its chain allowed her to. They both looked at the medallion and then each other.

'I think we have a bit of a problem. I don't know what kind of magic can make magical objects glow and people read each other's thoughts,' Hermione said and Harry could hear shortly after her voice in his mind. What if it's dangerous? He tried not to react at her voice inside his head, but her question was a valid one. What if this new power was dangerous?

No, nothing between Hermione and I can be dangerous. Harry thought and saw Hermione looking at him.

'I hope you're right, Harry,' Hermione said as they both continued to gaze at the glowing pendant.
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