Echoe\'s in the Cave | By : carpedraconis Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 5908 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hermione got up and began to pace the cave. Okay so she had made a bad call in staying the summer with Victor. She had tried to admit that to Harry, but had he listened? No! He had not wanted to hear anything she had to say and he had flipped out on her. Fine, she thought. Let him be that way. I could care less. I can’t wait till were rescued, and I hope he never talks to me again. Even as she thought those words, she knew she was lying to herself. As much as she was angry with him right now, she knew she still loves him. She glared across the room at him. As if he felt her glare, he looked at her, and his gaze seemed to pierce right through her. Turning, she decided to ignore him.
Harry wondered how long it would be before the sexual time bomb inside him would explode. He should go outside. Being in such close quarters with Hermione was going to drive him crazy, but for the life of him, he could not force himself to turn and walk out. He watched as she wondered around the room trying to ignore him. But he did not intend to ignore her. He found a good spot in his corner of the cave where he could sit braced against the wall and bluntly stare at her. He put his arms be hind his head and rested back against his hands. He didn’t give a hoot if it bothered her or not. And from the glares she gave him, the attention he was giving her was bothering her. Lengthy silences continued to ensue between them. Minutes seemed to become hours, and he couldn’t help but wonder who would be the first to break it. He was adamant it wouldn’t be him. The heat from the fire and the heat from watching Hermione, as she paraded around in a long boy’s shirt and shorts made him begin to perspire. To find relief, he removed his shirt and tossed it aside. That helped some but he was still unbearably hot.
He lifted a brow when she begins to hum. It seemed the more he stared at her, the louder she hummed. He watched her get up and begin folding her blanket into a perfect square. His brow lifted again when she took the blanket and once again spread it neatly onto the floor. Her back was to him as she was bending over, attempting to bring some sort of order to the place. As he continued watching her, the fire in his belly began to burn hotter, when the T-shirt she wore stretches tight across her hips with each and every movement she made. She had really grown into gorgeous women over the years with curves and everything else a sixteen year old fantasized about. He blinked several times, took one long, shaky breath and held it. He was glad when she once again settled down on the blanket retiring for the night.
Hermione couldn’t sleep and refused to pretend that she could. She sat up and immediately felt the icy blast of Harry’s stare from across the room. If he had nothing better to do than to sit there and stare at her at her all night, then let him. She was determined not to let him get next to her. When she heard him mutter a not so nice word, she turned to let her gaze fall upon him. He had taken off his shirt, in deference to the heat. For the first time since he had entered the cave, he was no longer looking at her. He was gazing at the cave’s opening. The look of his face appeared indecisive as to whether or no he should go out or stay in. A part of her wanted him to leave, but then another part wanted him to stay.
A piece of wood shifted on the fire in the quiet stillness of the room, startling them both. Harry suddenly turned around and met Hermione’s eyes. Locked in his gaze, she watched as his nostrils flared and his breathing deepened. He then began walking toward her slowly, like a hunter stalking his prey. She stood and started to take a few steps away, then decided against it. If he wanted a show down, he was going to get it. “Do you have any idea of what I’m going through/” he asked in a stern voice when he stood directly in front of her.
“Whatever you’re going through, you brought on yourself Potter,” she snapped.
“You think so?”
“Yes.”
“Well I don’t. I think you know exactly what I’m going through, and you’re trying to drive me out of my mind.”
Tired, frustrated and having no idea what he was talking about, Hermione stiffened her spine. “You’re mad to even think such a thing. The problem with you, Harry Potter, is that you’re used to having things your way. So don’t try dishing out a load of rubbish to me.”
“A load of rubbish?”
“Or a bunch of shit. Whichever terminology you prefer.”
Harry laugh resembled a snort. He took a step closer to her. “Such words coming from a lady?”
Hermione’s temper snapped. She was really sick and tired of him. She shouted at him. “You are the most infuriating man I know. Do you hear me?”
“Every living thing in the Forrest can hear you. You’re rather loud.”
Loud? He wanted loud? She would give him loud. She screamed at the top of her lungs. “Forget you, Harry Potter!”
Something snapped inside Harry. An angry sound rumbled deep in his throat. “Forget me? The hell you will! And I’m going to make damn sure you don’t!” he snarled several moments before letting his mouth sweep down on hers.
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