Seducing Hermione

Chapter 3

SEDUCING HERMIONE

by: tweety-src-clt9

Chapter Three

Harry had been wining and dining Hermione for the last five weeks. Sure, he didn't outright tell her it was a date but he spent all of his weekends with her in the guise of wanting to hang out, feeling lonely, or just needing her company. Hell! He even used the excuse that he needed her advice or opinion on something which being the brilliant best friend that she was, of course she relented. He didn't know if it was frustrating or down right amusing that Hermione had no clue that he's apparently just worming his way into her heart and well on the odd times, her bed or sofa. At times during movie nights or their long and deep conversations, they would fall asleep together and wake up to a new day with his arms around her. And that's exactly what is happening this fine Saturday morning...

Last night, Harry raided Hermione's apartment saying that he was craving Indian food and that Potter Manor can't really have food delivered because of the very strict wards, so he decided to have the food delivered to her place instead. He knew that Hermione left the ministry early since he subtly asked her secretary Lisa, who surprisingly understood his intentions toward her boss, for her schedule. After enjoying their meal together, he was sneakily able to engage Hermione in a long conversation while they enjoyed a bottle of wine. Apparently, they didn't even notice that they ended up sleeping together on her couch. Merlin, I could get use to this!

He was enjoying just snuggling Hermione and looking at her beautiful sleeping face but then he had an idea on how to up the ante of his seduction. Clearly, Hermione is too comfortable around him and didn't mind sleeping next to him. She also liked his company since she never showed that she was bored with him in all the time they spent together especially recently. So now I only have to get her physically attracted to me...

With an idea forming in his head, he carefully removed his arms around her to not wake her up and left the comfort of the couch and Hermione's warm delectable body. He walked towards the kitchen and pointed a finger around the area to silence it while he prepared breakfast and some coffee. After setting the platter of bacon, sausage, eggs, and pancakes along with the coffee on the dining table, he smiled when he saw that Hermione was still asleep. He pointed a finger around the living room and casted sound enhancement charms so that he could hear when she eventually wakes up. With that all set up, he went into her bedroom and went to take a shower.

Around fifteen minutes in the shower, the sound enhancing charm was triggered which means that Hermione is finally awake. He had a mischievous grin on his face as he turned the shower off and started his seduction.

"Good morning, Hermione!", he huskily whispered behind her ear since she was seated on one of the high stools by the counter near a window and just sipping coffee while looking at the view. Since Hermione lived in an upper-class apartment in the center of London, she has an amazing view of the city.

"Good morning, Harry!" she greeted enthusiastically with a bright smile as she faced him but she immediately paused when she saw that he was standing there in the middle of her kitchen, all naked except for a towel that was wrapped dangerously low on his hips with droplets of water falling from his wet hair to his chest and abs. Harry was mentally jumping up and down in joy when he saw her stare at his naked torso and specifically following the path of the droplets of water cascading down from his chest and to where the towel was wrapped on his hips. Hermione was slack jawed and just continued to stare at him and he smirked.

"See something you like, Madam Granger?", he said as he placed each elbow on one side of the counter to trap her in between them. Hermione's eyes were wide in shock since he was literally just a few inches from her and she gulped. She was blushing hard and clearly flustered but since this was Hermione Granger after all, she acted nonchalant. But Harry who knew her for so many years, wasn't fooled. He knew that his near nakedness and his proximity was getting to her.