Ship: Harry/Hermione
Name/Pen Name: Corrine / Romance Freak
Word Count: 2,236
Theme #/Theme: 4/The Kiss
Challenge count: 7/7 FINSHED!!!!
Content: PG-13
Spoilers: Books 1-6
Warnings: None
Summary: Harry and Hermione share a moment after the war. They try to forget and move on. Hermione can't get him off her mind, but he's with Ginny, again. In Hermione's PoV. Based on the song, Unlove You by Ashley Tisdale.
Unlove You
He was on top of me kissing my neck gently, now and then sucking and biting a piece of skin, before returning to my lips. It was a desperate act, to ask me if I wanted to continue. He released my lips, and I nodded quickly. I had waited forever for this day. His eyes asked me still if I was sure, I nodded again before we kissed again, it still as desperate as the others.
“I love you” he whispered, those were the three words I had dreamed he would say.
I took a deep breath. “I love you, too.” I said, he nodded…
I awoke, my breathing was heavy. It was always the same dream since that night. It ended the same and at the same time. Leaving me cold and wanting more. I pushed away the covers and sat up. Harry acted as though he didn’t remember that night after the ball. While it was all I could think about.
The Ministry of Magic was throwing a celebration ball in the honor of the defeat of Voldermort. That meant lots of adoring fans and people we’ve never met. Harry and I had to escape…
“Hermione,” he whispered in my ear. I turned and looked at him.
“What Harry?” I asked.
“I have to escape, Come with me.” Harry said, I let out a small laugh “I know you want to leave too.”
“Harry, we can’t just leave.” I reasoned, but I knew he would never listen. “They’re doing this for you, as a thank you.”
“Please, you know I hate these kind of things. And you hate them too.” He said, as though he didn’t here what I said. Then he gave me the puppy dog pout, the one that got in on all on the crazy adventures.
“Fine,” I said, his eyes seemed to brighten “After I finish my wine.” His face fell and he looked to my almost empty glass. As I finished, Harry whisked away my glass and pulled me away from the party. But it didn’t really matter, I didn’t want to even be there, like he said.
So we found refuge in one of the hotel rooms they had given us. I thought it was odd they had places to sleep in the Ministry of Magic. We sat around talking for what seemed to be hours. I barley even realized I was making out with my best friend, this soon became more. The next morning Harry had left, leaving me in the room alone. My only thought that morning was that Harry and I had sex. Now that we were back at school to finish our final year, we never spoke of it once. I was beginning to think it was the alcohol that night, but I never knew.
I rolled over and checked the clock on the wall. It was almost noon, on this fine Saturday. I sighed and heaved myself from the bed to take a shower. I tried to wash away all the thoughts of Harry from my head, it didn’t work. I looked in the mirror and then to my neck, where there was a clearly visible love bite. I wore the love bite or tattoo like a stain. And it was taking forever to fade away.
“It had only been a few weeks,” I thought, looking at the bite. No one had seen it, or if they had, kept their mouths shut. I sighed and took a small bottle of cover up out and put it over the mark.
“Why must we erase these things?” I muttered to myself. I wanted to be like him and forget about it and move on, like it was all a mistake. But that’s the one thing I can’t change. I almost kind of like the pain of seeing Harry with other girls, Ginny to be more precise.
He had gotten right back together with Ginny when we had gotten back. It broke my heart, but if he wanted it like this so did I. I fell in a perfect way. I never had a choice to make and I crashed right into his tidal wave. I didn't even struggle. I sailed right through his atmosphere, closed my eyes and landed here in the middle of his arms, they crashing head on with this predicament. I didn't see the trouble, and I didn't care how much it would make.
I sighed and walked down stairs to the Great Hall. I saw them from a far, but they were still there. I walked over and sat next Ron across from them. “Morning” I said happily, trying to hide my hurt.
“Morning,” said Harry, and Ginny whispered something in his ear. I looked at them with a sort of disgust.
I sighed and ate while the couple ate in from of me. I promised my self I'd never turn my back on, someone who loved me too. But it was becoming too much, I couldn’t take it anymore. So I got up and walked outside. I sat by the tree and looked out onto the water.
I loved him; it popped in to my thoughts, as though it was always there. I knew I did, and I think he knew as well. I’ll always treasure that moment for the rest of my life while I tried to get through this.
I threw my head against the tree, and let some leaves fall into my hair. I looked back out onto the lake just as the giant squid’s tentacles waved in the air. Spraying some of the near by students with water. I laughed and pulled the leaves from my hair.
My thoughts raced from all the times we had hugged and touched. How many times he had saved my life, and the fact of it all. He didn’t love me, he was in love with Ginny. I would just be the book worm in his eye, only to be his best friend forever. A single tear rolled down my cheek, but was soon mixed with the rain that was pouring steadily now. I still sat on the ground letting the rain soak through my white blouse, and my hair spilling on to my shoulders in wet clumps.
*$*$*$*
Harry stood by the door watching her sitting there and how she didn’t notice the rain soaking her to the bone. Harry moved to one side as all the students ran inside. He moved again, to make sure she was still sitting there. Her eyes were closed, as she let the rain wash over her.
“Harry,” said Ginny, tugging on his arm trying to get him away from the door. He didn’t know what was going on with her. She was acting like his girlfriend, though she wasn’t. He also began to notice how Hermione was avoiding him, more then he thought she would after that night. It was like an unspoken agreement between the two of them. It was just a mistake, an accident, their dirty little secret. That thought alone broke Harry on the inside.
“Ginny, let go and leave me alone.” He said calmly, she was really getting on his nerves. He wasn’t facing Ginny, his eyes were still intently watching Hermione. She let go.
“Why?” she asked, as though she didn’t know what he meant. He turned and looked at her.
“You know why, you’ve been acting as though you own me. Pushing everyone I love farther away.” Snapped Harry, Ginny didn’t speak but she just nodded and left him to his watching of Hermione.
*$*$*$*
I stood and walked out from under the tree, and stepped into the rain. Wondering how long I had been outside, but didn’t care. Then there was how long Harry had been watching me. I could see him, but only barley. I ignored him and his piercing stare, along with Ginny who stood next to him. I danced and span in the rain, my face towards the sky. I relaxed and felt finally at peace. I heard foot steps and I soon fell into someone’s arms.
“Hermione,” he said, it was Harry I knew. Only he would come and take me from the safety of the rain. I stood up straighter and steeped out of his arms. I knew he could see through my shirt and see my white bra, but I didn’t care at that moment.
“What?” I asked, having an idea what.
“We have to talk,” He said, bringing out the four words I dreaded. “About three weeks ago.”
Leave it to him to ruin my happiness. “What about it?” I asked, even though I knew.
“About that night and what happened,” he said, I nodded.
“Harry, don’t ask me do to something I can’t. I know you’re happy with Ginny. But I can't unlove you. I can’t do that. No matter how I try, I'll never turn my back on
someone who loved me too. I can do most anything I have to. But I Can't Unlove You.” I said and turned away from him. The rain was still pouring, but I was beginning not to notice it. “I don’t know why I would.” I muttered.
Harry touched my shoulder, and turned me around. He was about to speak when I held up my hand. “Don’t tell me, and I know that night when you said you loved me you were drunk and thought I was someone else.” I said “I’m fine with it. All of the false hope and stuff. There’s always time for other dreams, I suppose.” I shrugged and tried to walk away but he wouldn’t let me. I moved my head and didn’t face him. “But you said you loved me.” My head fell, and my tears combined with the rain.
His hand came to my chin and lifted my head. I looked it to his green eyes, and then up to his forehead where there was the scar, permanently marking him, and making a reminder to all the loses from the war. “Who said I was with Ginny?” he asked “Who said I loved her?” I looked away from him. “Ginny did, but I didn’t. We’re not together no matter what she says.”
“But you still didn’t mean what you said, and now you’re telling me this and asking for me to forget. To unlove you.” I said, he shook his head.
“I would never ask you to do something you can’t do. And I wouldn’t want you too.” He said, he leaned forward and kissed me gently. It was a lot like a first kiss, unlike the ones we had shared before. It felt real, filled with love and passion. I kissed him back, reveling in the kiss all the while. He broke the kiss and ran his hand along my face, as the rain danced on it. I hugged him, and rested my head on his shoulder. He slowly danced with me in the rain, holding me closely as if he was afraid he’d lose me. “I love you.” He said in my ear, I was clinging to him. It wasn’t because of alcohol this time, it was true.
“I love you too.” I said, he kissed my forehead and we continued dancing in the rain.
*$*$*$*
Ginny stood by the door staring at them, as they kissed and danced. Harry was in love with her. She didn’t know how or why, only that he was. She frowned as she watched them dance in the rain. Ron walked up behind her.
“So, he’s not yours’?” he asked, almost laughing as he watched his best friends dance into the sunset. She huffed and he took that as a yes. Ginny hit him, before stalking away. Ron laughed and watched for a moment longer, before leaving as well. He was happy his friends had finally given into the love they were holding back. He walked back, the thought of them both being finally happy fluttering in his head.
*$*$*$*
I watched the sunset over his shoulder, loving this feeling of the two of us. I shivered against him. It was still raining and now that my clothes were soaked through, I was cold. “Cold?” he asked, I nodded “We better go inside before we catch a cold.” We began walking back up to the castle. He held my hand as we walked. My thoughts wandered touching little thoughts.
One was about how some people would act, or if this was just another dream. I looked at him nervously. He squeezed my hand reassuringly, and I nodded. I knew I wasn’t asleep, and this wasn’t just another dream that I would awake from. Now the only light was coming from the moon. I smiled, and leaned on him as we walked slowly. I knew we should be inside eating, but right now I didn’t care.
It was still raining, but it was slowly letting up. I looked up and the stars shone brightly above us. It was only then, while I was leaning on him did I realize that those dreams would no longer haunt me in my sleep. They would be replaced by reality. I knew that even though it was after the war, and even though the wounds were still fresh I knew everything would be okay in time.
I could never unlove him. And He would never unlove me.
The End
