The Potter Bride

Chapter Thirteen

THE POTTER BRIDE

By: tweety-src-clt9

Chapter Thirteen

Harry Potter slowly opened his eyes as he woke from his slumber. He could tell that the sun was already shining brightly as he could feel the gentle heat emanating through the glass windows. His vision was obscured by strands of curly brown hair that smelled like jasmine and vanilla. He gently removed the strands of hair that were covering his face as he smiled. Finally! Hermione and I are officially together! He recalled the events from last night with a feeling of fondness; even if he could feel his cheeks burning. After following Draco Malfoy's advice on how to go about his very important discussion with Hermione, he finally got her to admit that despite all her arguments, as to why they shouldn't be together, she was still in love with him. Using logic and subtle seduction, per Malfoy's advice, he eventually wore Hermione down. And then I pulled her suit jacket down, he smirked as he recalled what happened on his desk.

Hermione stirred in his arms and he leaned in closer to her. She was mumbling something.

"Five more minutes, mum", she muttered after yawning. Her eyes were still shut. Her arm on his waist tightened as she snuggled closer. He could feel her nose tickling his chest as she sniffed him.

"You smell like aftershave, mum", she whispered and he chuckled.

"Good morning, Hermione", he whispered as he kissed the top of her head. He could feel her stiffen in his arms.

"Good morning", she shyly answered as she lifted her head from his chest to look at him.

"You do seem bashful this morning, Prosecutor Granger", he teased.

"I never woke up in a man's arms before", she admitted.

"What am I, then? Chopped liver?", he playfully huffed and she laughed.

"Last time we slept together, I woke up before you remember", she explained.

"Ah, well, that makes sense. If it makes you feel better, I never woke up in a man's arms before either", he feigned contemplation.

"I knew you were a poofter", she teased.

"I should've known you would catch on to that immediately!", he rolled his eyes.

"Well, I have been in a woman's arms before, so I guess I'm way ahead of you", she smirked.

"You've been with a woman before?", his eyes glazed over. Damn! That is so hot!

"Seriously? Mind out of the gutter, Potter! Female models sometimes share bedrooms when the photoshoots are off-site", she rolled her eyes.

"Oh", he muttered.

"You sound disappointed?", she teased.

"Not really. It just sounded hot. You and another woman doing naughty things to each other. Besides, I'd rather not share you with any other person. May it be a man or woman. Especially men", he said possessively.

"My! My! Possessive, aren't we?", she chuckled.

"You're mine, Granger!", he growled playfully as his hands tickled her sides and she started giggling.

"Get off me, Potter!", she glared mockingly at him when he pinned her down after a thorough round of tickling.

"On one condition", he gave her an intense look.

"I'm not shagging you this morning! I need to rest, you horny caveman!", she rolled her eyes and he laughed at her statement.

"Please! I can seduce you anytime I want. That's already a given, so why would I set that as my condition", he said arrogantly.