CLOSER…

Summary: Alone in the Grimmauld Place library, trapped in his blasphemous thoughts, is where Hermione finds him. Harry , who has loved her for longer than he can remember, finally realizes how his presence affects Hermione. She shows him exactly how…

Chapter notes: Slight AU, as in, Sirius and Remus didn't die, they have small roles, EWE (Epilogue, what epilogue?! This has to be my favorite genre of stories!). Shamelessly hhr! Contains lime… Actually, its somewhere between a lime and a lemon. Not extreme smut but not too less either!

Disclaimer: The characters and canon situations in the following story belong solely to JK Rowling. I am not making any money from the publishing or writing of this story.

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I think I have blabbered enough now. On with the story!

Closer… Part two

Harry had no idea what she was about to do. His bewilderment only grew when he felt her tiny hands remove his own, much larger in comparison from, her waist and place them on the arm rests of the chair. He then heard her mutter something and felt more than saw, his hands being tied by a soft as silk cloth to the arm rest. He looked towards her, eyes wide with surprise and disbelief. It would be a lie to say that this was not one of his sick fantasies. And to think Hermione was gonna act on it!

~Come on Closer~

~I wanna show you~

~What I'd like to do~

And then, he could think no more. She kissed him on the lips again, and this time, it was a loving and a gentle kiss, which only grew in intensity as Harry tried to participate in it, as much as he could, compensating for his bound hands. He entered his tongue in her mouth and found out that he had never tasted anything sweeter. Hermione, with her hands on his chest was inching closer and closer to him, if they could get any closer. She broke the kiss and looked up at him with heavy lidded eyes.

"This is what I want to do every time I see you Harry." She whispered close to his ear. Harry couldn't help the shiver that ran down his spine due to the onslaught of sensations and emotions he was experiencing.

"Feel my heart beat?" Harry could actually do that, what with them being close enough to mold into each other. Her heart seemed to be going about 150 km/h. He was sure his own heart beat matched hers, if not his own was faster.

"I do." He whispered back.

"This is what you do to me…"

~You sit back now~

~Just relax now~

~I'll take care of you~

Hermione stopped talking and gently kissed his eyelids which had shut down of their own accord by that time. His forehead was next. She kissed him gently on the nose while she clutched on his hair. She covered his cheeks, next, in kisses. Harry had certainly never felt so loved before. What he had with Ginny paled miserably in comparison to the simple love which Hermione bestowed on him. Any thought saying what he was doing, was wrong had already gone on vacation, far away from his mind a very long time back…

~Hot temptations~

~Sweet sensations~

~Infiltrating through~

And then, she bit his earlobe. Harry could have never imagined how erotic and breathtaking, the sensation was. She was back to revenge, if it could be called that! Her tongue flicked his lobe and her mouth went to the back of his ear, biting gently and blowing on it. Harry was convinced he would die of pleasure that day! An involuntary moan arose from the back of his throat and she quietened it, drinking him in as she kissed his lips again.

~Sweet sensations~

~Hot temptations~

~Coming over you ~

It was torture! Not being able to touch her while she pleasured him. It was sheer torture! How he wanted to hold that tempting body of hers. How he wanted to be the one to make her cry out his name in pleasure. He had waited too long for it...

All he could do was feel. Feel her every touch, which had started going dangerously lower, feel her every shudder of pleasure, feel her mouth on his skin, tasting him, and he couldn't move!

Hermione certainly knew how to make a point!

"Do you like it Harry?" She asked again, her hands now slowly untying his tie… "Do you like not being able to do anything? Do you like being bound?"

"Of course not!" He replied hoarsely as she finally untied his tie completely and threw it over her shoulder.

"This is how I feel like when I see you with those bimbos you call your girlfriends. I am bound, not able to act upon what I feel. I have to stand and pretend to be happy for you when all I want to do is this…"

She nipped at his throat and kissed it gently before sucking on his Adam's Apple, hard!

Harry let out another loud moan, throwing his head back where it banged on the headrest of the arm chair. He hardly noticed it as she started kissing, butterfly kisses, on his jaw line…

~Gonna take it slow babe~

~Do it my way~

~Keep your eyes on me~

She slowed down a bit now. Harry could suddenly feel a minuscule amount of apprehension in demeanor. But it was gone as soon as it came. Her speed did not increase, anyways! She seemed to be taking ages to unbutton his shirt while she stared directly in his eyes, as if searching for something. Perhaps looking for a sign when Harry would come to her sense and say something that would make her stop. As if he would do anything like that! This experience with her was beyond any sort of pleasure he had ever felt before…

Finally the first two buttons of his shirt were open and Hermione's hands crept in, stroking his chest and massaging his shoulders. Her fingers dug in his muscles, making him feel things he did not know he could feel. And he drowned himself in those sensations…

"Look at me Harry…" He barely heard her whisper but nothing could make him ignore the slight plea, a tiny hint of doubt and need for reassurance mixed in her request. He opened his eyes and looked back at her, intently, taking her in. Her own disheveled glorious hair, her beautiful long neck, the slight but proud lift of her soft chin, full, swollen pink lips, cheeks flushed, betraying how turned on she herself was and finally her eyes…

Harry had never had any trouble in talking to Hermione without words. They always used to be able to understand each other very well without ever saying anything, without needing to say anything. He had never achieved this with either Ron, or Ginny, or anyone else for that matter, except maybe for Dumbledore. But that was one sided, Dumbledore always knew what the other person was thinking and there was no way anybody would ever be able to guess what was going on inside the genius old man's head.

Taking advantage of the same connection of theirs (Hermione and Harry's, not the other, that would be just sick 'en ce moment'!), he looked at her with as much assurance and love as he could. After all, she wasn't doing anything wrong! Then bending forward, he caught her lips in yet another kiss, filled with need and encouragement… He was a hot blooded male after all!

And this was all she needed, it seemed! Her fingertips started moving in soft sensual circles on his shoulders while she went back on kissing his neck thoroughly… Harry seriously didn't know how long he could go like this. She was really going to make a mess out of things if she didn't stop soon but there was no way in the world he was about to stop her! Though he was sure she could feel his erection growing painfully harder, pressing against her, he had no idea how she was going to deal with his little problem… Or if she would… Alright, he was certainly not going there…

~Your reaction~

~To my action~

~Is what I want to see~

She was kissing his chest now and his breathing had become noticeably erratic. Her hands busy, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt. She was taking too long… Harry just wanted her to rip his shirt off…

She looked up at him again and called his name, so softly that he was sure it was only the wind if not for the fact that it was not a windy afternoon at all. He opened his eyes and looked down at her again.

"I want you to look at me Harry when I..."

"W-when you w-what?" Her hands were skimming over the waistline of his trousers and steadily going down.

"But I want to tell you first, I have not done this before, at least not this way. But I want to see your reaction, the way your eyes would widen, your heartbeat would become even more erratic, the way you would suck in the breath through your mouth…"

Her hand was dangerously over his erection…

"Hermione, only if you're sure—"

He cut off and let out a gasp as she touched him. The sensation was indescribable! Her slight shy strokes were enough to almost make him come but what made this even more erotic was the fact that she was still looking at him, in the eye. He was thankful that she had bound his hands otherwise he would have taken her, right there, not caring about anyone else. No Ron, no Ginny, no one. Just them…

~Rhythmic motion~

~Raw emotion~

~Infiltrating through~

He was done for, totally! Nothing would ever compare to this, this raw feeling of lust, love and utter trust and love. He would never be able to enjoy intimacies with anyone else but her. And how he itched to show her what he could actually do to her. And if he was reading her right (even a blind man could right now) she wouldn't have a problem with him showing her how much he wanted her and what she was doing to him…

Her hands were still stroking him. This feeling and her almost straddling him was too much to bear already. Considering his state and for how long he had bottled up his feelings and had actually wanted to do this with her, he was not surprised to see how quickly he came. It was one of the best he had ever experienced.

~Sweet sensations~

~Hot temptations~

~Coming over you~

She was kissing him again, passionately and he was on a high. He still hadn't come down from his orgasm when she withdrew her hands and returned them to his chest and covered his mouth with her own. He didn't feel even an ounce of pain as her nails scraped over his nipples and when she bent down and kissed the inflamed parts, he almost came again.

She was a temptation. He was tempted to break the things that were tying his hands down to the arm rests but thought better of it, he would let her have her fun right now, he would be only too happy to return the favor, as soon as she was ready, and done with her so called revenge…

She was removing the shirt from his shoulders and awarding little kisses to the tops of his shoulders and the formed biceps. He could tell she felt them contract under her lips owing to the small smirk that smattered her face…

She was spending way too much time with Malfoy…

And he was getting good with alliterations…

There was no way he would let her out of his sight now. No one could take her away from him, least of all Malfoy. And he really did not want to think of him while he was coming down slowly from his high.

~And now you're satisfied~

~A twinkle in your eye~

~Go to sleep for ten~

He was getting a bit heavy headed. Considering the instances of the afternoon, it wasn't much of a shocker. The hard work he had put into his research, the last two sleepless nights finally caught up with him. But he was embarrassed! He wanted to be with her, to touch her and make her sense what he had just some moments ago in a very acute sense but he was getting sleepy!

And looking at Hermione's actions, she could sense it as well. Her hands had slithered back up to his face; one took off his glasses while the other buried itself deep in his hair.

Then, she lowered her face once again to his neck and settled her head in the crook of his neck and let out a soft sigh when Harry settled his own head over the top of hers. He barely felt as his hands came unbound and automatically went to her waist to hold her against him protectively and possessively, as close as humanly possible. He was never letting her go again, not for all the best friends in the world.

~And anticipating~

~I will be waiting~

~For you to wake again~

Harry was not asleep yet, was halfway there. But he was still aware of his surroundings. To Hermione's every move, every breath, every tremble. And then, she lifted her face slightly from the crook of his neck and raised herself slightly and whispered delicately in his ear.

"I love you too Harry. Always have. Always will…"

Harry was utterly lost for words. She knew what he was about to say when he had stopped. And she returned his feelings! Voldemort could come back now and kill him and he would die a happy man! He must've been exceptionally good in his previous birth, a priest or a vicar or a social worker who donated his last penny for the betterment of the living conditions of orphaned puppies to have deserved this, deserved her!

"I love you Hermione!"

She laughed slightly and Harry felt a very pleasing tickling sensation on his neck.

"I got the impression Harry! You don't think I'd do something like- what I did to someone who didn't love me and more importantly, someone whom I loved more than life itself?"

"Hermione I-"

"It's always been you Harry." She raised her head slightly again and this time, looked at him in the eye. "I was with Ron only because you were happy with Ginny."

"Hermione, I'm sorry, I didn't know. If I even had the slightest clue-"

"It's alright Harry!" She smiled at him again and kissed him on the chin. Only he bent down his head and kissed her on the lips. "It's in the past. Why bring it up when we can feel like this right now…"

"But I've loved you for so long Hermione! You have no idea."

She laughed again.

"I think we've settled this already Harry! I do have an idea. Did you like being bound while I did that to you? Did you like not being able to move? Did you like knowing exactly what you can do but being unable to? Did it feel familiar?"

Harry's jaw tightened and his hand fisted, though still keeping a comforting but firm grip on her.

"I felt that way when I saw you with Ron, kissing him and let him do things to you. And those other men you tried-"

"Tried being the operative word!" She cut in.

"Tried to befriend. Hermione, you're mine now! I will not let you go again, I swear. And if anyone tries to take you away, I'll show them why I was able to defeat the darkest wizard of all time."

She settled against him contentedly again and closed her eyes again.

"And if you, Harry James Potter, even tried to look at anyone else again, I'll show everyone, including you why the wizard who was able to defeat the darkest wizard of all time is utterly terrified of me."

Harry couldn't help but smile and close his eyes again, magicking a small soft comforter over both of them. This was utter bliss!

~Hot temptations~

~Sweet sensations~

~Infiltrating through~

~Sweet sensations~

~Hot temptations~

~Coming over you~

Harry couldn't wait to wake up. To go back to bed again but sleep was not on the top of his priority list. Not on his list, at least that night.

He would show her what he had wanted to do to her since ever. Even the thought of making love to her wanted him to never be foot apart from her. The girl who was now asleep in his arms brought out such intense and primitive and raw feelings from him that he scared himself.

He was glad Remus was not around. What with him being a great legilimens, he would certainly have made his almost son to wash out his brain with a base of ph 15 (it was really possible with magic!) and hide his almost daughter, Hermione in the cellar or the attic with only Buckbeak as company for the rest of her life.

He snorted to himself! As if he would be able to pry them an inch apart!

~(When you wake up we'll

Do it all again)~

He thought she had awoken when she muttered something but he remembered that she usually did mutter in her sleep. The thought made him smile adoringly and his heart filled with an emotion, very strange and surprisingly new when he comprehended what she was saying.

"Harry. Really do love you… Please believe me…"

He did. He did believe her, with all his heart. He had no reason not to…

~Hour after hour

~Of sweet pleasure

~After this I guarantee

~You'll never wanna leave

~Shut your eyes and think about ~

~What I'm about to do~

~Sit back relax I'll take my time~

~This lovin's all for you ~

~~~Fin~~~

That's it folks. This is the end of the story "Closer". The lyrics of the song are from the song "Come on Closer" by Jem… I do not own it and won't in the future! But when I first heard it, a scene came to my mind, Harry and Hermione together, and I have to say, that's what inspired this little two shot!

I really, really hope you liked it! This was my first attempt at lime. Please, please tell me whether it was ok, bad or very bad… or good! Just review! It'll make my day!

BTW, I have a sort of plot in my mind for a sequel. I'll write it only if you want me to. And if you want me to, you gotta tell me, so, review! And the sequel would be good. Be assured of that!!!

Thank you for reading…

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