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House of Black	By : aurorasakura Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 6317 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6
"If you don't find anything you could stay in my extra room."
Damn. He felt caught now. She was smiling at him again.
"Thank you."
He nodded, once again feeling extremely stupid doing so.
What the hell was taking Ron so long?
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Never mind Ron, he wished for any Weasley to walk through that door.
But everything seemed to be going against him suddenly.
"No problem." He found himself answering, and she was smiling again... only a bit different. It was less of a grin he figured... more sincere.
Why did it feel like he was choking?
Hermione was being oddly silent, but he found he couldn't turn away from Adhara to look at her.
"I'm sorry if I was rude to you... that night at the Weasley's." She seemed surprise by this, and he was feeling slightly surprised at himself as well, though he did not allow it to show on his face. For some reason he wanted to see her reaction.
She shook her head, a small lovely blush smeared across her nose and cheeks. "You weren't being rude."
Now he was sure Hermione was watching them intently... and he was sure he was deeply enjoying Adhara's reaction. He wanted to make her blush more. Make her feel other things...
Merlin... he was turning into a perverted man.
But... you couldn't really blame him right? He was 21.
He hadn't done more than kiss a girl.
That seemed so long ago.
He inhaled a suddenly shaky breath and looked away from the mesmerizing girl, finally able to meet Hermione's curious glances.
And she blushed! Looked away from him!
Was he just radiating need or something?
Was his eyes giving his perverted-ness away?
He looked down at his feet. Suddenly they seemed the most interesting thing in the world.
"Ah, here you all are!"
Harry felt a relief so great at hearing his best mate's voice that he actually sprang off the box he was sitting on and strode quickly towards the curtain to the front of the store, standing; almost as if backing the other man up, by his shoulder, his back to the two women in the room.
Ron raised an eyebrow at him which he ignored.
"I'm going to head home, Ron. See you later."
He pushed through the curtain and into the busy front of the shop, shrugging off the twins attempts to hand him free stuff again, and walked out into the freezing winter streets of Diagon Alley, his heart hammering loudly in his chest. His throat dry.
... And a feeling of desire so strong his head was reeling.
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Harry leaned over the boiling pot of soup to turn the temperature down on his electric stove well keeping his eye on the self cutting vegetables on the counter next to Ron's elbow.
The red head didn't seem to want to help in cooking dinner, which was fine with Harry. He didn't mind cooking, and it took his mind off things.
Or rather a certain someone.
"You should put an apron on, than you'll really suite the part."
He scowled at his best mate and went to the fridge, pulling out a pitcher of juice and setting it on the table before heading over to the cabinets over the island counter. He spoke well rummaging through it. "Hermione's not going to want to cook for you all the time. She's not like your mum."
Ron looked slightly appalled. "Thank god for that. I don't want to marry my mother."
"That's good to hear." He grinned and pulled down the bottle of champagne he had hiding up there since his birthday. "Want a drink."
He looked up from watching the knife smooth over the vegetables and grinned. "Yeah, I'd love one." Standing from his stool he went to the table after Harry and picked up a wine glass to pour himself some.
Harry filled the glass half full with champagne; picked up the pitcher of orange juice; thought of black hair and gorgeous blue eyes again, and proceeded to top off the glass with more champagne.
Ron raised an eyebrow at him when he picked up his glass and moved away from the table.
"What?"
He taller man shook his head and indicated to his glass with his empty one. "Would you like something stronger?"
He glared at him than moved back over to his cooking, setting the wine glass on the counter next to the stove, poking at the soup with the end of his wand. "Is Hermione going to be here soon?" He looked up at the clock over the stove with some irritation.
But just as he said that the many bolts he had on the door shot back and unlocked themselves and a slightly harassed Hermione stepped through the door.
"Sorry I took so long." She smiled over at the two men as she slipped her black long coat from her shoulders and hung it next to Ron's coat on the wall pegs. She unwrapped a scarf from her neck and threw it on the back of the chair near the door. "A lot of customers dragged on and we had to stay a bit longer."
She moved more into the room, rolling the long sleeves of her turtleneck sweater up as she came. She first stopped at Ron, giving him a small kiss on the lips and moved over to Harry, giving him a quick hug.
Something he found odd...
She sat down on a stool, smiling much like a cat.
"What's gotten into you?" He asked, slightly fearing the answer.
She shrugged. "Nothing. Just happy I suppose."
He watched her suspiciously, but her look of pure pleasure did not go away. "Whatever..." He turned to survey the peeling of his potatoes, flicking his wand in their direction.
"I invited someone along Harry, I hope you don't mind."
He felt his heart speed up with excitement, but anger was in his voice when he turned and eyed her carefully. "Who?"
"Adhara."
His anger showed through more however as a potato suddenly shot out of the sink, hit the roof and bounced off towards the couch. "Hermione!"
She took her wand out from the waist band of her pants, made a small flick towards the potato and had it soar right back into the sink. "Remus and Tonks are celebrating their anniversary tonight and she didn't want to trespass." She told him simply.
He was staring, open mouthed at her, than turned his look to Ron, expecting his mate to respond with a "stop meddling Hermione!" but it never came, he only looked away, trying not to meet his gaze.
Oh right... they were together on this weren't they?
Let's get Harry a girlfriend before he becomes an old pervert.
"You have enough food, what's the problem?" She asked, eyeing the large amount of food he had prepared.
He resisted the urge to hide it quickly.
Harry opened his mouth to speak but any form of objection was cut off when there came a knock at the door.
He froze.
Hermione jumped up happy, grinning at him before rushing over to the door. "That'll be her than."
Ron leaned across the counter towards him. "She's really pretty Harry... why not just try? You are still a virgin."
Damn it.
He actually felt frozen to the spot when Hermione let her in, taking her coat from her well she laughed and said "Something smells good" in that accent of hers. Her eyes swept his flat and landing on him.
... and here came that grin that always seemed to knock him off balance.
For a fleeting moment he felt himself thinking, 'Ginny never smiled at me like that before.'
She was dressed differently today. Black jeans and a white baggy long sleeved t-shirt, but even in the less than seductive outfit he still felt something stir inside him, and he found himself thinking that she could look sexy in a potato sack.
The thought of seeing her in nothing other than that however sent his mind reeling once more and he found he had to look away.
He had to do that too often... perhaps she would start to notice. Unless she already had.
He hastily went to his glass of champagne and swallowed it back... all the while wondering if he still had that bottle of fire whiskey hidden underneath the sink.
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AN: lol... I love this chapter.
Things will start to get a bit steamier... what did I rate this story anyway... it may go up in rating anywho...
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