Between Fine Lines

Nineteen

When Hermione awoke the next morning, she let out a yawn, still feeling a little hazy from the dreamless sleep potion. She stretched out her legs, rubbing her eyes and glancing at the wrapping Fleur had put around her arm. She frowned for a moment, pushing her hair from her face, a few pieces having come out of the braid. She knew if she had gone to bed with her hair not tied up somehow, it probably would've suffocated her in her sleep.

Hermione let out a yawn, pausing her stretching when she heard shifting in the bed next to her. She rolled over, a smile stretching across her lips as she watched Regulus sleeping soundly next to her. She reached out carefully, running her fingers softly through his hair for a few moments, retracting her hand slightly as he began to stir.

The brunette did not understand how Regulus could look more attractive half dazed in sleep, a small giggle escaping her as she watched him roll over and proceed to press his face into her side, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in close. "You're not sleeping," she whispered, her fingers lightly carding through his hair again.

"Shhh, yes I am," he whispered back, his words muffled against the oversized t-shirt that she wore. "Who's shirt is this?" Regulus muttered as he pushed it out of his way, kissing Hermione's bare skin. "I think Bill's... not like we had many options for clothing right now," Hermione informed him, goosebumps forming at the feeling of his mouth.

"I have your bag, it's on the dresser," Regulus continued to kiss across her stomach, pausing to look up at her. "Unless you don't need any clothes right now," he gave her a smirk, tone suggestive.

"Stop that," she scolded, tugging her bottom lip between her teeth as she watched his hand trail along her thigh. "Are you sure?" he questioned cheekily and Hermione nodded, trying to tug him up by his shoulders. "I'd like a proper kiss, thank you," she informed him, watching him grin as he sat up on his elbows, moving himself to lay beside her, his hand moving behind her neck to pull her into a searing kiss.

Kissing Regulus was not anything like Hermione had experienced before and she felt like she was melting into him whenever their lips met. She let out a little mewl as he nipped at her lower lip, a small gasp escaping her as Regulus pulled her legs around him, pinning her hips with his own. "That was a pretty little noise," Regulus murmured, trailing his lips along Hermione's jaw and to her neck, smirking against her skin as one of her hands made its way into her hair.

A knock came at the door, causing Regulus to let out a frustrating groan, "Go away, we're naked!" He called out and Hermione laughed. "No, we're not," Hermione added and Regulus huffed.

"Too much information!" Ron groaned from the other end of the door. "Hermione, can we talk?" Harry's voice floated from behind the door as well.

"We could get naked, and then I could tell them to go away again," Regulus suggested, tickling her sides lightly. Hermione squealed, swatting at his hands, laughter bubbling up from her throat. "Cut it out! You know I'm ticklish," she tried to wiggle away, gasping for air as Regulus pinned her down to the bed.

Another knock came at the door and Regulus could not hide the dissatisfied look that came across his face. He unhappily pulled himself from Hermione, adjusting his sweats, pushing his hair out of his face as he partially pulled the door open, glowering at Harry and Ron.

"What?" He questioned with a scowl, looking at the two other men. "You don't have a shirt on," Ron commented, trying to look over Regulus for Hermione. "Brilliant deduction, Weasley. What do you want?"

"We want to talk to Hermione, to apologize..." Harry looked down at his hands.

"She doesn't want to talk to you," Regulus informed them. "Reg, let them in, it's alright...." Hermione's voice drifted from behind him. Regulus rolled his eyes, letting go of the door he walked across the wooden floor, grabbing his shirt from the dresser and pulling it on over his head. "You have fifteen minutes, I'll be right back." Regulus leaned over the side of the bed, kissing Hermione's forehead before brushing past Harry and Ron.