The Untouchables

Chapter 38: Rekindling The Flame

Sorry I've missed two update days. Trying to wrap this story up as well as revamp and edit another.

Harry woke up feeling like he had been hit by Hagrid's giant brother Gwaup. His head was pounding, his body ached, and he felt very much stiff.

"About time you woke up, sleepyhead." said a sweet but sassy voice coming from the right of him.

He searched around for his glasses. Without those, he could hardly see what was in front of him.

"Hold still." said the voice. The person put his glasses over his eyes. He was shocked to see Pansy smiling at him.

"That's better, isn't it?"she asked, cheerfully.

"Much. Thank you." said Harry, trying to hide the fact that he was elated to see her face. "Where am I?"

"In the hospital wing." said Pansy. "Do you remember what happened?"

"Last thing I remember is helping Ron up off the ground."

"That's because Greg threw his club at you and hit you on the head. You've been knocked out for about two days now."

"Two days?? Holy shit.....wait. DID WE WIN?!?" Harry shouted.

Pansy couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, you guys won. Rashida caught the snitch."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "Wicked. I knew she was good."

"Yeah. I wish I could have seen it actually."

"How did you miss it? You were on the field, of course."

Pansy blushed. "Actually, when you got hit, I came in here with you. Ron. Hermione, and I only listened to Lee's commentary as Madam Pomfrey healed your head."

Harry couldn't believe his ears. He sat up and slowly swung his legs over the side of the bed. Pansy got up from her chair and sat beside him on the bed.

"You didn't finish playing? Why?"

"I couldn't very well play with you laying in the hospital wing with your head split open, now could I? That would have stayed fresh in my mind and would have ruined my playing." said Pansy. "Besides, I wanted to make sure you were okay. When I had seen what happened, the match was the farthest thing from my mind."

"So, you cares for my well being? A Slytherin cared for my well being?" smirked Harry, a warm feeling of admiration began to form inside for her.

Pansy blushed even harder. "I may be a Slytherin, but I'm not completely heartless."

"Have you been here this whole time?" he asked.

Pansy looked at the ground and nodded. Her face had to be as red as a fresh tomato by now, and she was starting to feel embarrassed.

"Why?" asked Harry. "Don't get me wrong, I love that you did, I just need to know."

Pansy wished he would just drop it and say thank you. However, Harry wouldn't be Harry if he didn't want to know every single detail to every single thing.

She didn't know if she was ready to tell him the reason why she stayed by his bedside for two days. For her to tell him would be for her to admit to the feelings she was trying to aggressively to bury.

"That's what friends do, don't they?" she ended up saying.

Harry cringed at the word 'friends.' He felt as if Pansy just stabbed him on the stomach.

"Friends. Yeah. That is what friends do, I suppose." he said, trying not to show the ache he was feeling.

Pansy could tell by Harry's tone that she had just crushed his heart. Something she didn't intend to do. She had to fix it.

"Harry, please try to understand." she began. "I don't rightly know how to feel about anything anymore. I do care a lot about you, I won't deny that. I just don't-"

Pansy's words were stopped by Harry's lips crashing into hers. When Harry heard her say that she cared a lot about him, he couldn't resist.

Pansy was stunned for a couple of seconds, but she quickly recovered and kissed him back, putting her hand tenderly on his right cheek.

It seemed that the kiss had revitalized all the passion and trust that had developed over time that was being suppressed because of the bet. Both of them felt their hearts restore, and Pansy knew there was no turning back now. He was hers, and she was his.

Suddenly Harry broke the kiss and quickly brought his hand to his swiftly aching head. "Bloody fuck!!" he exclaimed as the pain swooped down on him like an owl attacking it's prey.

"Are you okay?" asked Pansy.

Harry tried to push out a chuckle. "Perhaps I did that way too quickly." he said as he massaged his temple." I guess the old saying is literal in my case. Love really does hurt."

"That was cheesy, Potter."

"You get what I mean."

Hermione was rummaging through her trunk, trying to reorganize her things. She couldn't believe that it was taking her until March to actually do such a thing. She was usually on top of things more. However, with N.E.W.T s slowly approaching, it seemed like the most trivial things had fallen on the wayside.

She made it to the bottom of her trunk and seen a still wrapped Christmas present. She was instantly reminded that it was the one Ginny had sent her, telling her to open it up in private.

Hermione picked up the shiny red package and shook it. The package didn't weigh much, and from the sound it made, it didn't seem like much would be in it.

She tore off the wrapping and opened the package. On top of what looked like it was once clothing was another note.

To My Future Sister In Law (it's going to happen),

I was in a muggle lingerie shop with Rashida and I saw this little number that instantly reminded me of you. While I truly love you with everything in my heart, I figure that it's time you loosen up a bit more. Come on Hermione, you're of age, you're gorgeous, you're wonderful. You deserve to feel sexy every now and then. I put a charm on it so that it would fit you perfectly, as I didn't know your sizes. Your boobs are bigger than mine, you lucky minx.

You don't have to show Ron if you don't want. However, if you do, I'm sure you can think of something creative to go along with this get up. Maybe a romp in the stacks? You know you love your books *wink wink, nudge, nudge*

Happy Christmas!

Hermione smiled at the note. Leave it to Ginny to feel comfortable enough to shop for undergarments for another woman. She picked up the clothes and seen that it was a lacy and sheer black negligee that was fuzzy at the bottom and looked as if it cut off at the bottom of her bum. She giggled at how see through it was at the torso.

She then picked up a lacy black bra with matching knickers. It was so light, it barely felt like she was holding anything.

She took the present and tried it on since she was the only person in the dorm at the moment. She looked at herself in the mirror and was awestruck by the beauty staring back at her.

Hermione was never one to think that her body frame was adequate. She wasn't as small as Ginny, she didn't feel she had the curves of Rashida, and Pansy's body was built like a supermodel. However in this outfit, she looked as if she had transformed from a lowly caterpillar to a vivacious and beautiful butterfly. The lace hugged her bum and made it look more shapely than she thought it was. Her breasts looked more fuller, and it seemed like it gave her curves that she never knew she had.

Hermione had always been weary of articles of clothing like this, however, wearing it now, she could see the appeal in them, and her confidence level had been shot through the roof.

She quickly developed an idea. She scratched off a note to Ron

Meet me in the Room Of Requirement at midnight tonight. I have a surprise for you. Ask Harry if you can use his cloak.

Xoxo

She blushed as she conjured up her otter patronus to carry her message to Ron. Naughty thoughts were starting to form in her mind, and she found herself giddy with excitement.

Tonight, Hermione was going to become a woman.