Harry and Hermione

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

             It was Christmas Eve at the Granger household and it's been one of my favorite Christmas breaks so far. Mr. and Mrs. Granger were very kind and welcoming to me when I came here for Christmas break. They even made a big dinner with my favorite dessert, Treacle Tart. I guess Hermione had mentioned that I loved it so they learned the recipe and made it for me. It was really good for there first time making it. I still liked the schools treacle tart better but they've had years of practice. Hermione's parents made it quite clear the first night we came here that they didn't want us sleeping in the same room together and that we needed to keep the P.D.A around them to a minimum. I was disappointed that I couldn't sleep next to my fiancee at night but I would oblige to their rules. It was their house after all. Today we were in the kitchen making gingerbread cookies. I was only helping because Hermione seemed to enjoy it and she gave me that cute puppy dog pout of hers that I can't resist. And that's how I ended up wearing an apron with the words " The Okayest Cook" on it. I guess it belonged to Mr. Granger because it was a little big for me. Hermione and I were put in charge of decorating the finished gingerbread cookies with red and green icing.

" Excuse me, Hermione. I need to go check on your father. He's been in his study far too long." Mrs. Granger said before walking out the door. Yes, thank you Mrs. G.

I turned toward Hermione immediately and pressed my lips against hers. She squeaked in surprise but quickly started to respond. I heard a soft plop as Hermione dropped the icing container onto the table and wrapped her arms around my neck deepening the kiss. I gently placed my arms on her waist pulling her against me. The kiss was quickly starting to get heated as I slipped my hands up underneath her t-shirt. I felt her shiver at my touch and I could tell it wasn't from the cold. She threaded her fingers into my hair as I lightly brushed my tongue against her bottom lip asking for entrance. Before the kiss could go any farther I heard someone clearing their throat.

We both quickly jumped away from each other in surprise. As we looked towards the sound, we saw Mrs. Granger standing there with her hands on her hips. She looked a little amused at our reactions.

"So, how are those gingerbread cookies going, dears?" she asked, mirth in her eyes.

"Good, we were just finishing up." I lied.

" Really now. Because I'm pretty sure kissing my daughter doesn't have anything to do with icing cookies." She said, amused.

" Sorry, Mom. We just got a little carried away. Won't happen again." Hermione assured her.

"Be sure that it doesn't. I told you when you got here that I didn't want to see any P.D.A around your father and I." She said, seriously.

"Of course, Mrs. Granger." I said quickly.

"Good, now that we have that settled, get to work on finishing those cookies. We're going out for caroling an hour." She told us, before going to clean up the dishes in the sink.

We made quick work of decorating the rest of the cookies and then we went to ours rooms to get ready for caroling. I got dressed in a white button up long sleeve shirt and black dress pants. And I also wore a black blazer and a black wool beanie. I knew it was going to be really cold so I put on a pair of gloves as well as a scarf. As soon as I was done getting ready, I went back downstairs to find Mr. and Mrs. Granger standing in front of the door with lyric sheets for caroling.

"Where's Hermione?" I asked.

"She is still getting ready in her room" Mr. Granger answered.

We waited a few minutes before we heard soft footsteps coming down the stairs. We turned and saw Hermione coming towards us. She was beautiful as always. She was wearing a white t-shirt with a green sweater over it and a pair of jeans. She's also wearing a pair of black boots, a beanie, and a scarf. It took me a few second to realize that the sweater she was currently wearing was one of mine. I couldn't help but think she looked really good in my sweater. I could tell she was excited about caroling because her eyes are lit up like stars.

" You look beautiful, Mione." I told her honestly. Her cheeks became tinted with pink as she smiled shyly.

"Thank you, Harry. You look pretty handsome yourself." She told me.

"Yes, you both look great. Now, let's get going to the caroling before it get too dark to do it." Mr. Granger said, looking amused about our interaction.

We all headed out the door and got in the car. Mr. and Mrs. Granger in the front seats and Hermione and I in the back. We pull out of the parking lot and head out for our night of fun.

When we got back to the house after hours of caroling and having fun, we all decided to go to bed early because we were exhausted. So, here I was lying awake in bed at 11 pm because I couldn't sleep. I always had trouble sleeping when I wasn't with Hermione but right now I was thinking too much to sleep. I had gotten Hermione an expensive and amazing gift for Christmas and couldn't wait to give it to her in the morning. I just hoped she liked. She told me that she didn't want anything fancy but I couldn't help getting her this present. I just saw it at the store and immediately thought of her. By the time I finally got my brain to be quiet and sleep it was almost 12. The next thing I know I am being shaken awake at 7 in the morning by a Miss. Hermione Granger. I loved her to pieces but 7 am is way to early.

"Harry, Wake up! It's Christmas." She said, shaking me slightly, excitement in her voice.

I mumbled into my pillow," Five more minutes, Mione."

"Not five more minutes. My parents are up and we all want to open presents." She told me.

I sigh, knowing I'm not going to get anymore sleep any time soon. I slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

"You owe me big time for waking me up so early." I told her.

"Don't worry, I'll find some way of making it up to you." She whispered seductively in my ear. I felt my body start getting hot and bothered just by that one sentence. She giggled at my reaction and walked out of the door with a joking" Hurry up Harry" thrown over her shoulder. Hermione Granger was going to be the death of me, I thought as I followed her out the door.