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Abandon	By : LadyOscar2 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 16676 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Well,
here�s another one. I had pretty much the rest of the story planned out, so the
rest of the chapters should come soon. I would really like to thank all the
reviews I�ve got, they surely encourage me to keep
writing this!

* * * *

Days went by
and things went back to normal. Or at least as normal as they
could be for Harry and Hermione. Their midnight encounters only
intensified after Harry�s return and Hermione hadn�t received any more
threatening letters. She was now convinced that she had imagined that breath in her ear the night she felt down the stairs, and
now that she was safe with Harry again, the paranoia had left her.

She finally
went back to work, and the first person she met in the healer�s room was a
beaming Alfred.

�Hey, you look completely recovered,� he said, giving her a friendly hug.
�We�ve missed you here.�

�I�ve missed
it too; I was going crazy at home all day!�

He handed
her a list of patients. �Well, you can start as soon as you want.�

�Thanks. See
you later.�

�Hermione?�
She stopped at the door and looked at him. Alfred seemed suddenly nervous. �I
was wondering... if maybe... you�d like to have lunch with me?
Unless you have other plans, of course,� he added quickly.

She smiled
at him. �Sure.�

* * * * * *

It was Friday�s
night, and Harry and Hermione had been invited to Bill�s birthday celebration
at the Burrow. It had been a hectic couple of days for both of them, Hermione
spending most of her time at the hospital, making up for the time she�d took
off, and Harry was working on something that kept him out all night. Bottom
line, this was the first time in days they were spending together. Too bad it
was in a room full of people, Hermione thought.

While Harry
talked to the Weasley brothers, Hermione was trapped between Mrs. Weasley,
Fleur and Ginny, who were discussing some relative�s upcoming wedding. Luna,
who couldn�t care less about the even, soon pulled her away and led her to Ron�s
room.

�Good
timing,� Hermione said, gratefully.

Luna winked
at her. �So, any news?�

�About
what?� Hermione asked innocently, although she knew what she
meant.

�Don�t play fool with me, I�m talking about you
and...�

�Okay, okay.
No news. Everything�s fine, nothing�s changed.�

The blonde
girl shot her a suspicious look. �Really? You mean
you�re still just friends with benefits?�

�What did
you expect? That he�d asked me to marry him by now?�

�Well,
yeah!�

�I told you, it�s not like that.�

�Can you honestly tell me that you only care for him
as a friend and a great shag?�

�Luna!�

�Come one,
Hermione, I know you, okay? I�m sure that this �we don�t talk about it� deal
doesn�t work for you��

She was
interrupted by Harry, who had just stepped in the kitchen. He stared at them
for a moment.

�Sorry, did
I interrupt something?�

�No,�
Hermione said quickly, praying that he hadn�t heard what Luna was saying.

Harry looked
at Luna. �Ron was looking for you. He�s in the back yard.�

�Oh right.
Well, see you later!� she said, patting Hermione�s arm cheerfully, and raising
her eyebrows suggestively, she went outside, closing the door behind her.
Hermione could have killed her.

Harry moved
closer to her, his eyes gazing at her questioningly. Hermione knew that he�d
probably heard their conversation, and wondered if he would cross his precious
line and asked her if it was true what Luna said. What would she answer if he
did? She had no idea. She was so confused at the moment...

�Tough
week, huh?� He said, standing so close to her that she
could smell his cologne. She just nodded. It was hard to talk when he did that.
�How have you been?�

Hermione
chuckled. �I�ve been ok. You?� He shrugged, and walked
towards the window, peering at something invisible outside.

�How did you
know Luna and I were here?�

�I saw you
running away from Mrs. Weasley,� he grinned.

�So you were
spying on me?� she asked playfully.

Again, Harry
moved until his face was inches away from hers. �I was just waiting for a
moment where I could catch you alone�.

�Oh,
really? What for?�

He smiled
and brushed her lips with his in a very soft kiss. Hermione put her arms around
his neck, he wrapped his around her waist and they kissed again, this time
deeper, showing each other how much they�d missed it.

�Wait,� she said, pushing him away a bit. Harry stopped kissing her, but didn�t
let her go. �We shouldn�t be doing this.�

�Why
not?� He asked, planting kisses on her face. �Afraid of
getting caught?� he added, with a wicked grin.

�Aren�t
you?�

�Hmmm,�
Harry said, catching her lips in another kiss. �I think I don�t care at the
moment�.

Hermione
couldn�t help but agree and she let him kiss her properly, opening her mouth
under his and moaning softly at how good it felt. They
were tightly pressed together, while she ran his hand through her hair, pulling
her closer if possible. She soon forgot where they were and hot completely lost
in the moment, kissing him back eagerly and don�t even stopping to breath in
the process. She could feel his hand resting in the small of her back, and she
wished he moved it lower...

�Maybe we
should go home,� she managed to say, when Harry moved from her mouth to her
neck.

�We will...�
he said, but didn�t stop what he was doing.

They were so
into each other that neither of them heard the door opening. The shocked gasp
that followed, though... that they heard, and they pulled apart as if a
lightning bolt had struck them.

There,
staring at them with wide eyes and an expression of disbelief was none other
than Ron.

�What the
bloody hell is going on here?� he asked in a really low voice that made
Hermione swallow hard. She could feel her face getting red.

�It�s not what you think,� she mumbled. Great, clich�s would surely get her out
of this mess.

Ron was
looking from one to another, as if he still couldn�t believe what he had just seen.
�How... When... What...� he swallowed and turned to
Hermione. �So the man you�ve been seeing is Harry?�

�Ron...� she said, but really didn�t know how to continue. She didn�t know what
to say at all.

Ron swore
under his breath and grabbed his head with both hands. He started pacing
through the room, muttering and shooting them dirty looks. �Fuck, I can�t
believe this,� he said finally, turning his death glare to Harry, who chose
that moment to speak.

�Hermione,
would you let me talk to Ron for a moment?� he said with that infuriating calm
tone of his. She looked at him, unsure, but decided to do what he said.

�Okay...�

With one
last look at Ron, she left them alone in the room.

* * * * *

�He found
you two about to shag?!�

�Would you
keep it down, Luna?� Hermione whispered furiously. Everyone else seemed too
engrossed in their own conversations, but still, the last thing she needed now
was the whole Weasley family discovering that Harry and her were sex buddies.
�We were just... Weren�t you supposed to be with Ron?�

�Hey, don�t
blame it on me. You could�ve at least told me that you were planning to sneak
into his bedroom to have a tryst with Harry, I would have entertained him in a
very similar way and we�d all be quite happy now.�

Hermione�s
retort was silenced when she noticed that Harry and Ron had come down the
stairs. Harry looked serious, but not mortified like she knew she looked. Ron
had a troubled expression on his face, but he didn�t look as mad as before.
When the redhead spotted her, he walked towards her, and leaned on the
fireplace, by her side. Luna got her cue, and left to talk to Mr. Weasley.

�Are you
angry?� Hermione asked softly.

�I�m not angry,� he said, not looking at her. �Just... a little surprised.�

�Well, it is
weird, I guess.�

�I don�t
understand, Hermione... Since when have you two been...� he closed his eyes,
almost as if he was in pain. �...you know?�

�Didn�t
Harry tell you?�

�I want to
hear it from you.�

�A
couple of months.�

�And were
you planning about telling me about it some day?�

Hermione
could see that Ginny was looking at them curiously, so she lowered her voice
even more. �Ron, don�t you think you�re overreacting a bit?�

�Overreacting!?� He realized he had raised his voice when everyone turned to
look at them, so he grabbed her arm and led her to the kitchen. Hermione shot a
helpless look to Harry before closing the door. �How can you say I�m
overreacting? My ex girlfriend is shagging my best friend, surely you don�t
expect me to be thrilled about it.�

�I�d really
rather you consider me as your other best friend instead of your ex.�

�That�s
hardly the point, Hermione.�

�The point,
Ron, is that we broke up years ago! You moved on, didn�t you? You�re engaged to
Luna, and you don�t see me making a scene about it.�

�Yes, you
said it, I�m engaged to her, because
I love her and I want to share my life with her. Is it the same for you and
Harry? Or is it just sex?�

Hermione
sighed. �I... I don�t know what it is, okay? We�re friends who keep each other
company.�

�Are you
really ok with that?� When she didn�t answer, he shook his head. �Hermione, I
know you and you�re the last person in the world I could imagine in such an
empty relationship.�

�Why,
because I�m supposed to be the serious one? The one who
always goes by the rules? Maybe I�m tired of being like that! I�m tired of
being alone, and until I find the right man for me, I�m enjoying myself with a
friend that I care about. I�m sorry if it bothers you.�

�It�s not
that what bothers me,� Ron said, his voice softer. �I just don�t want you or
Harry to get hurt.�

�Don�t worry, we know what we are doing.�

He gave her
a sceptical glance, and then rubbed her arm to show that he wasn�t really
angry. �Let�s hope that Ginny doesn�t find out about this, though.�

�That�s what
Luna said.�

Ron�s eyes
widened again. �Wait, Luna knew about this?�

�Oops�.

* * * *
*�

�You�re
awfully quiet.�

�I thought
it would be a nice change for you.�

Harry
chuckled and kissed the top of her head. They were lying in the bathtub together,
just relaxing. Hermione hadn�t say much since they�d arrived from the Burrow,
her conversation with Ron still playing in her head. She had always known the
boundaries of this with Harry, but
she couldn�t help but wonder... was she really okay with it? Did she want more?
She certainly didn�t want to stop, but she was starting to get afraid of how
important their sexual relationship was becoming.

�Well, as
much as I enjoy to be here with you, in silence, I get a bit worried when you
don�t say anything,� Harry insisted, caressing her arms underwater. �Are you
like this because of what happened with Ron?�

She leaned
back until her head was pressed on his shoulder and she raised her head to look
at him in the eyes. �What did you two talked about?�

�Probably
the same thing you talked about in the kitchen,� he answered, wiping a trace of
shampoo from her face.

Hermione
smiled. �You�ll never give me a satisfying answer, will you?�

�Define
satisfying.�

�In
this case, an answer that won�t leave me with ten other questions.�

Harry sighed
in defeat. �Fine, I�ll tell you. I explained to him that it had just happened,
and that I understood it was strange for him, but nothing had really changed
between us, so he didn�t need to worry.�

�That�s
all?� she asked, feeling a strange sensation of disappointment.

�Yeah... Well, the rest was apologizing for not telling him when he came to
tell me his theories about your secret lover.�

Hermione
laughed. �God, I don�t want to think how he must be biting Luna�s head off now
for not telling him sooner.�

Harry fell
silent and moved his hands to her belly in a way that made Hermione tingle all
over.

�You know,
at one time, I thought he was going to hit me,� he whispered after a while.

She looked
at him, surprised, and he shrugged. �Well, I probably deserved it.�

�Deserve it?
Why? You�ve done nothing wrong.�

Harry only
shrugged again, but Hermione could tell that he was suddenly troubled about
something. She knew him well enough to avoid asking him further about it,
though, so she decided to take his mind off of things with other ways.

�I think I�m
tired of bathing,� she whispered in his ear, seductively. �What do you say if
we go to your room?�

She could
feel him getting harder under her, and he nodded.

She got out
of the bathtub and he followed. She went to reach for the towel when he felt
him pressing against her back, stopping her movements.

�I don�t think I can wait until the bedroom,� he said, moving one hand to tease
her folds while the other held her waist. She could feel his erection against
her back, and unconsciously started grinding against it.

�Harry, the
room is just a couple of steps away,� she said, gripping the bathroom counter
to prevent her from falling.

�Too far,�
he insisted, and turned her around to kiss her. Soon they were at the point
before Ron had interrupted them, but since now they were naked,
they were taking advantage of it.

Hermione was
stroking his member, enjoying the way his face twitched in pleasure. His
fingers were doing wonder in her clit, and she was getting really close. Soon,
Harry had had enough, and moved them to the wall, pressing against her until it
was hard to tell where she started and where he ended. He raised her a bit, and
she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He entered
her smoothly and stood still for a moment, looking at her eyes with the
intensity that Hermione loved about their lovemaking. Then, he claimed her
mouth in another kiss and started thrusting into her with powerful strokes. He
took her hard, almost like those first passionate nights they�d shared, but she
didn�t mind. She couldn�t care less about how hard the wall felt against her
back, or the fact that she would probably sport some nasty bruises in the
morning. She let go completely, while she matched his rhythm with the same
force, moaning his name over and over until the orgasm hit her like a wave and
he finished inside her with a strangled grunt.

�Wow,� she
whispered, letting her head fall on his shoulder. �Maybe we should�ve taken the
bath after this.�

Although she
couldn�t see him, she knew she was smiling when he said: �We could always take
another one now.�

Later that
night, while she watched him sleep, she had the troubling feeling that, indeed,
she wouldn�t be able to consider this �just sex� much longer.
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