Harry & Hermione ~ Dan & Emma

Harry/Hermione: "Fifty Times Harry & Hermione Can't Deny It" (3/5)

Sun, 31 Aug 2008 23:45:44 GMT

So sorry for the LONG wait. I've been so busy with other things. And the writer's block was annoying. XD

Title: Fifty Times Harry and Hermione Can't Deny It
Rating: T
Word Count: 3,833
Pairings: Harry/Hermione, with implied Ron/Hermione & Harry/Ginny
Status: In Progress (3/5)
Fandom: Harry Potter
Genre(s): Romance/Drama/Angst
Spoilers: all books, up to DH
Summary: AU. A look through Harry's and Hermione's eyes in terms of what could have been, little moments that mean much more than they perceive.
A/N: Some of these drabbles put Ron and Ginny in a bad light, so you've been warned. Only the true Harry/Hermione shipper will enjoy this to the full extent. Two more parts will come after this.

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Sun, 31 Aug 2008 04:33:46 GMT

HI!, first post here [I'm a little nervious, jejeje] i hope you like it:
-Harry/Hermione
-Movies [OotP y HBP]
-Cast: Rupert [i´m in love with him]
Teaser:

Here! @ chokolatita21

Sat, 30 Aug 2008 18:28:54 GMT

[001-010] - Hermione Granger
[011-021] - Ron Weasley
[022-025] - Harry Potter
[026-031] - Harry&Luna
[032-035] - Ginny Weasley
[036-038] - Draco Malfoy
[039-043] - Lucius Malfoy
[044-049] - Sirius Black
[050-052] - Nymphadora Tonks
[053-055] - Remus Lupin
[056-057] - Albus Dumbledore
[058-065] - Severus Snape
[066-068] - Lily&James
[069-128] - Ron&Hermione

Teasers:

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emma icons

Thu, 21 Aug 2008 06:55:54 GMT

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Emma Watson-8
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Zhang ziyi-14

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Fanvid - Crash and Burn

Mon, 18 Aug 2008 21:31:36 GMT

Hi! This is my first time posting in this community. I just wanted to say hello to everyone (I'm a huge H/Hr and D/E fan), and I come bearing an H/Hr fanvid. ^_^

Title: Crash and Burn
Song: Crash and Burn
Artist: Savage Garden
Category: Romance, Friendship, General
Summary: Hermione has always been there for Harry and stood by his side when life seemed to overwhelm him. This vid examines that aspect of their relationship, whether you consider it romantic or platonic.
Link: Youtube (Be sure to watch it in HQ!)

Sat, 09 Aug 2008 01:06:37 GMT

100 HP Sorcerer's Stone Icons
25 Harry/Hermione
30 Harry
20 Hermione
10 Ron
15 Miscellaneus

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+ Credit to aradira
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Fri, 08 Aug 2008 19:21:13 GMT

Title: He Kept Trying
Chapters: 3 (not completed)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Sex/Language
Characters: Harrry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley and a little bit of Ron Weasley.

Summary: After Harry finds out that Hermione lost the baby in a car accident;their life changes. Harry tries to be there for her; wanting them to be like they were before, passionate and happy, but she keeps bushing him away. Will Harry keep trying to get his wife back? Or will he give up and leave her for someone else; say Ginny Weasley?

Chapter 1
Harry was sitting at his desk working on some papers when he suddenly saw a flash of green smoke coming from the fireplace. It was Ron.

“ Harry!” Ron said.

“ Ron? What is it?” Harry asked, quickly looking up from his papers.

“It’s Hermione and my Mum. They both got in a car accident. Some old muggle woman hit them. My Mum is fine, Hermione has a few cuts and bruises and…” Ron paused.

“ And what?”

Taking a deep breath, Ron replied,“ Harry Mate, Hermione lost the baby. The old muggle woman hit her on her side. She was unconscious for a little while when they got the baby the out.” Ron stopped when he saw the look on Harry’s face.

“ I’m Sorry Harry.”

And without a word, Harry got up from his chair, grabbed his coat and he and Ron apparated to St. Mungo's Hospital.

“ Hermione Ganger.” Harry said once when he and Ron approached the counter.

“ Right this way please.” A blonde witch wearing a white coat lead them to the room that Hermione was in.

“ Mum!” Ron shouted when he saw his Mum sitting outside of the
room.

Mr. Weasley was there also. He was rubbing his wife’s back, trying to clam her down. Mrs. Weasely was sobbing softly with her face buried in her hands.

“ Mum, are you alright?”

“ Ron. Harry.” She sobbed as she stood up to hug them both.

“ Is…she alright?” Harry asked Molly about Hermione.

Molly nodded.” She’s fine Harry.”

“ And does she know about the baby?”

” She does.” Molly nodded again and she motioned Harry to go in the room.

Hermione lay in the hospital bed. She just heard the news about her losing the baby and she wasn’t too happy. She sighed deeply, closing her eyes when she heard the door open.

She turned her head and just looked at Harry.

“Hermione….” Harry said as he walked over to the bed.

“ Go away.” Hermione turned her back towards him and she covered herself with the blanket.

“I’m sorry love. I really am. “ He rubbed her back and he waited for Hermione to say something but she just laid there in silence with her back facing him.

• • • • • • • • • •

It had been a few months since Harry brought Hermione home and things were different. Hermione hardly talked, ignoring him. When Harry would ask her a question, he had to ask her three times before she answered and when she did she just gave him a one word answer or she would just shrug her shoulders.

At night when they went to bed Harry would put his arm around her to hold her and she’d just push his arm away. Then he would just get out of the bed, sighing annoyingly and went downstairs bringing his pillow with him to sleep on the couch. They hadn’t made love or did anything affectionate, which Harry knew it was going to take time for that.

It was one rainy night in October when Harry walked down the stairs and into the kitchen when he saw her as she cleaned the dishes. He stood by the doorframe just watching her. She looked clam for once. As she dried the dishes one by one, Harry walked up behind her and he slowly wrapped his arms around her waist. She flinched when she felt him. Without saying a word, Harry moved her hair away from her neck and he began to kiss it softly. He thought she would push him away but she didn’t.

“ I want you….” He whispered in her ear as he nibbled on it.

“ Harry….” She nudged her head, trying to make him stop kissing her.

“ Please Hermione. I miss you and I want you.”

“ I’m cleaning the dishes and plus I’m not in the mood.”

“ Like you never are.” He said, pulling away from her.

She suddenly stopped what she was doing, dropping the hand towel on the counter and she turned around to face him.” Do you want to shag Harry? Is that what you want? Then fine, why don’t we just do it right here and now.”

She was about to take off her shirt when Harry walked over to her to stop her. “ Just never mind Hermione.”

“ No! Not never mind!” She yelled.” If you want to do it so bad then lets do it!”

“ Not it if you’re going to be act like that.”

“ How do you want me act?! You want me to act like nothing happen? You want me to act like we didn’t loose the baby? Well I can’t do that!” She was practically yelling at him in his face.

“Hermione! It’s been three months. Three months! And you’re acting as if I don’t exist. You won’t even talk to. You touch me or kiss me. Yes I know you lost the baby and I can’t help that. It wasn’t your fault. Things like that just happen.” He said trying to calm her down.

“ You don’t understand Harry. We were having a baby, something that you and I made together. I was happy and I couldn’t wait until he was born. Then I lost him, just lost him!” She began to sob, covering her face in her hands.

“ Baby…I do understand. I –“

“ No you don’t.” She cut him off and before she could say anything else, Harry leaned in, taking her face in his hands and he kissed her hard and eagerly.

Not responding to the kiss, she just pushed him away. Harry stood there, breathing heavily as he looked at her.

“ No…” She said softly shaking her head.

“ Fine.” And with that Harry left the kitchen and walked out the front door, slamming it shut.

With frustration, Hermione grabbed her wand that was lying on the counter and she just pointed at the kitchen for it to clean itself. Then she rushed up stairs to her room.

Chapter 2

When Harry apparated from the house, he landed at the pub in Hogsmeade and he walked over to the bar and ordered a glass of fire whiskey. He felt depressed and angry because of the way Hermione have acting. It wasn’t just sex that he wanted from her, he wanted her back to her original self. He wanted to be like they were before but he felt like he wasn’t going to get through to her.

As he drank his beer, he felt a hand being placed on his shoulder and when he turned around to see who it was, he was taken aback to see that it was Ginny Weasley.

“ Ginny.” He said, putting his glass down.

“ Hi Harry.” She smiled.

Harry stood up wrapping his arms around her to hug her and she did the same in return.

“ What are you doing here?” He asked as he sat back down.

She sat down beside from him, crossing her legs and she took a sip of her fire whiskey that she had in her hand.” Well…to make a long story short, I found out that Dean was cheating on me.”

Harry raised his eyebrow at her.” I didn’t know you were dating him again.”

She nodded,” We’ve been dating for a year.”

Harry just nodded.

There was silence between them after a while as they drink their fire whiskey and Harry couldn’t help but stare at her. He always fancied her after all they dated during their 6th year at Hogwarts. She looked even sexier than she ever did, wearing a short black dress that tied around her neck, black lace high heels and her red hair still long but curly tonight. He shifted in his seat when he felt his pants tighten around his growing bulge.

Ginny caught him staring at her and she smirked.

“ Do you fancy me Harry?” Ginny asked leaning her elbow against the messy bar counter.

“ Yes, and you’re drunk,” Harry replied slurring his words slightly.

“ You’re drunk,” Ginny retorted sticking her tongue out at him, “you’ve had way more to drink than-“

But she didn’t finish her sentence because at that moment Harry was in her face, giving her a sloppy kiss from her chin to her lips. Without thinking, Ginny flung herself at him causing both of them to fall off the stool Harry had been occupying and crash to the floor.

“ Oww,” Ginny laughed as Harry ravenously kissed her mouth.

“ That’s it!” Barked the bar tender as he walked around the bar counter. He grabbed Harry’s arm and roughly pulled Harry to his feet. “Get out! We don’t accept this kind of behavior in our establishment!”

Harry freed himself from the man’s grip and helped Ginny on to her feet. “C’mon, Gin,” he said grabbing her arm and pushing her toward the giant fireplace.

“ Your place or mine?” Ginny asked giggling but Harry didn’t reply. He knew he didn’t want to have his way with her in the crowded pub, but with the look she was giving him and the way her hand was creeping down his pants, he almost didn’t care.

“ Come on,” He said forcing the words between his lips.

Before either of them knew it, they were in the entryway of Ginny’s tiny house that was close to the Burrow, Ginny ripping his blue shirt off of him as he was quickly untying her stringy black dress. Ginny unzipped his black pants and he was inside her before she could even pull his pants to the floor. She tugged his long untidy hair while he had her against the wall thrusting his length inside of her. She moaned and gasped but never asked him to go slow. Harry hated to admit that while he was banging Ginny his thoughts wandered to Hermione.

Harry snapped out it quickly, however, as he felt Ginny’s hungry mouth searching for his lips. He kissed her passionately as she thrust her hips harder into him, grinding against him. Harry moaned into her neck, knowing that soon it would all be over.

Ginny gasped as Harry filled her with his warmth, with her coming shortly after him. She opened her eyes as he pulled out and let her down before he zipped up his pants. Ginny reached on the floor and grabbed her dress, pulling it up her body and tying the strings around her neck. Harry took her arm in his hand.

“ That was…”

“ It’s okay Harry, I know, but that doesn’t mean we can’t still have fun.” Ginny replied shrugging her shoulders.

“ Know what?” Harry asked.

“ That you’re still with Hermione and still love her.” Ginny brushed back a curly stand of red hair.

“ Gin-“

“ You should go. It’s late.” Ginny replied walking with him toward the fireplace.

“ Please let me stay,” he whispered. He ran his thin fingers through her bright red hair and kissed her mouth again.

“ You shouldn’t…” Ginny breathed.

“ Please?” Harry whispered, kissing her neck.

It wasn’t long before he was ready to go again, but this time he decided to take his sweet time. He picked her up again, and carried her into her bedroom. He gently laid her down on the bed and began kissing her once more. He untied the strings around her neck and slowly pulled down her slinky dress. He pulled her dress over her feet and bent down, removing two long strappy heels. Ginny kicked her feet as Harry placed his hand underneath her back and brought her closer to the center of the bed. Harry removed the thin layer of cotton panties between them.

Ginny leaned up and unzipped his pants, Harry pulling them down and removing them entirely this time. She smiled as she pulled down the pair of silk boxers, Harry kicking them off as well. He knelt down and kissed her throat before kissing her neck all the while massaging both her breasts. Ginny reached down and began to softly stroke his entire length with her index finger and her thumb. Harry moaned softly, dying to be inside her again.

Harry placed his hand on top of Ginny’s and guided her hand as he moved his length inside of her, moving slowly at first, in and then out. Ginny wrapped her legs around him and he picked her up so she was sitting on top of his lap. Finally Harry understood what it meant when they said “two became one”, they were moving as if they were one being, their bodies connecting so perfectly.

Ginny kissed his shoulder and made a trail to his neck, chin, lips. Harry rocked her back and forth increasing his speed until finally they were both crying out, holding onto each other dearly.

“ Oh,” Ginny gasped laying her head on his shoulder.

Harry sighed softly in her ear as he held her in his arms. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Ginny got up and put back on the articles of clothing Harry had so carefully taken off moments earlier.

“ I should get home… I’ve been gone so long. Don’t want Hermione to worry” Harry said, picking up his boxers.

“ I understand.” Ginny stated.

Harry smiled kissing her forehead.

“ I’ll walk you to the fireplace.” She said, standing up beside him.

“ Thank you.”

" I appreciate this Harry," Ginny stated grabbing a handful of floo powder for him.

" I guess I'll see you around sometime." Ginny leaned forward and kissed his lips.

" See you." Harry spoke before he disappeared from the fireplace.

Chapter 3

When Harry found himself back home after he foo’d from the Ginny’s house, he saw that it was dark; except there were for a few lights on. He expected Hermione was in bed. He wanted to go up stairs but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He couldn’t face his wife after what he just did. He signed heavily as he walked over to the couch and laid down and closed his eyes.

“ Harry?”

Harry woke up, turning on his back after he heard some call out his name and he saw that it was Hermione.

“ Huh? What’s wrong?” He asked. He sat up slowly and he rubbed his face.

“ Where were you last night? I was worried.”

“ Oh.” He paused for a moment, trying to come up with something to tell her other than the truth.” I went for a walk then I came back home.”

Hermione nodded and she sat down next to him.

“ Harry, I’m sorry about last night. I-“

“ It’s alright, I’m sorry too. I know I should have given you more time.”

“ No. You were right. It has been a while, three months exactly and….” She paused,” I’m ready to make love to you again. I want to be like we were before.” Hermione said as she was rubbing his shoulder affectionately.

He turned his head to look at her and he managed to give her a small smile.

“ I was thinking tonight…” She said, scooting closely to him, wrapping her arms around him,” that we can have a romantic night. What do you say?” She leaned over and she began to give his neck soft kisses.

He sat there closing his eyes and loving the feeling of her lips against his neck and he just nodded, not saying a word.

• • • • • • • • • •

It was in the evening and Harry had stepped out of the house to go to the office to work on a few things. He tired to concentrate on his paper work when the images of him and Ginny ran through his mind.

“ I’m such a git.” He said to himself, rubbing his forehead in frustration.

“ Something wrong Harry?”

Harry quickly looked up and he saw Ron standing there by the doorway.

“ No.” He shook his head.

“ I thought you were off today.”

“ I am. I just wanted to com down here to do a few things”
Ron nodded.” You sure everything is fine?”

“ Yes Ron.” Harry replied annoyingly.

“ Alright.” Was all Ron could say and he left the office.

He wanted to tell Ron what he did but he just couldn’t. He knew Ron would kill him.

• • • • • • • • • •

A few hours had passed and Harry floo’d back to home. As he took off his robe and put his suitcase down, he smelled something that was coming from upstairs.

“ Hermione?” He called out as he walked up the stairs

It was dark when he came to the room and he saw that a few candles lit.

“ ‘mione?” He asked again. Then he looked towards the bathroom and he saw her standing there.

His jaw had dropped when he saw what she was wearing. She was wearing a light baby blue corset. It was so tight that it hugged her curves and Harry couldn’t help but look at her chest.

“ What are you wearing?”

“ Do you like it? It’s muggle lingerie.”

Harry nodded.

Without another word, Hermione took his hand and she led him over to the bed. Harry followed her and he watched her as she sat down. Taking his hand again, she placed it on her corset.

“ Undress me.”

Harry nodded and he swallowed a lump that was in throat and he slowly unbuttoned the corset. When it was off Harry stared at her chest. It has been so long that he forgotten how sexy she really was.

Hermione pulled him down on the bed as she laid down, grinning. His heart started to race as he crawled on top of her.

“ Now it’s my turn.” She smirked softly.

Hermione reached out, grabbing the hem of his shirt and she pulled it over his head and threw the shirt down. She then leaned up and she began to kiss his chest. Harry wrapped his arms around her and he rubbed his hands all over her back.

She was still wearing her knickers when Harry slid his hands down to her legs to take them off. Then Hermione decided to make things go faster. Hermione grabbed her wand that was on the nightstand and she pointed at Harry’s trousers and watched as the belt unbuckled and the buttons and the zipper undo itself. Hermione pushed them down and Harry kicked them off.

“ Kiss me all over.” Hermione whispered.

Harry gave her and a nod and he began to kiss all over her neck and shoulder.

Hermione wrapped her arms around him and she let out a soft moan when he kissed around her chest.

As he continued to kiss down to her stomach, images of him and Ginny ran through his mind and he stopped.

“ What’s the matter?”

“ I- I can’t.” He replied as he sat up.

“ What do you mean you can?”

“ I just cant.”

Hermione looked at him confused as she grabbed the bed sheets to cover herself.

“ So first you beg me to make love to you, I agree and then you say you cant? I’m confused.”

Harry sat there wiping his face and he shook his head.

Hermione just sighed heavily and without saying another word, she got up from the bed and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it behind her.

EMMA ICONS!!!

Wed, 06 Aug 2008 21:21:58 GMT

well, i think this is the best i've done,but i need to thank everybody in
icon_tutorial
for the fantastic coloring tips.

emma watson-21
secret garden-10

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Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Mon, 04 Aug 2008 13:06:05 GMT

Teasers:

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Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Fri, 04 Jul 2008 11:58:56 GMT

[01-06] - Harry/Hermione
[07-16] - Albus Dumbledore
[17-26] - Ron Weasley
[27-33] - Hermione Granger
[34-46] - Draco Malfoy
[47-54] - Harry/Ginny

Teasers:

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The Solace of a Chocolate-Eyed Beauty (One-Shot)

Thu, 03 Jul 2008 02:01:58 GMT

Hey...I'm new to this community, so I'd thought I'd post this one-shot that I wrote in like an hour... R&R!!!

Title: The Solace of a Chocolate-Eyed Beauty (One-Shot)
Author: bellajoelle / BellaJoelle
Rating: PG-13, to be safe.
Pairings: Harry Potter/Hermione Granger, H/Hr
Word Count: 585 words
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter or any other characters. I'm saving up the money though, so soon! *wink, wink*
Summary: He looked down at the metal object in his hand and wanted to smile. He didn’t though; instead, he sighed and tried to remember past the cool indifference his mind now ran by, and he tried to recall when he knew that he was going to commit the ultimate act of cowardice...

A long time ago, he had thought that there was something to live for. His friends, his girlfriend, to save lives, and to stay alive. He had thought that because of these reasons, there would be an incentive to carry on, to not go crazy, to keep his heart beating.

He looked down at the metal object in his hand and wanted to smile. He didn’t though; instead, he sighed and tried to remember past the cool indifference his mind now ran by, and he tried to recall when he knew that he was going to commit the ultimate act of cowardice.

He remembered when he had first questioned his ‘foolproof’ logic that he lived by. His friends would go, his girlfriend would find someone new, someone unscarred. People would never stop dying, but sure, he could extend that inevitable end of people’s lives. And staying alive was not even a top priority. He lived for the very things he questioned.

He looked around, feeling numb. Nothing seemed to penetrate the glare of the lights in the spacious room, and there was no noise other than the neverending stream of questions and the ruffle of paper. Nothing could escape the stare of a thousand eyes that were baring down on the wooden table and on the black haired man who had a gun hidden under the table.

And he was a man; a man with prospects and a man with everything at his disposal; a man who was still learning to become a man. He was a man being looked at with hope, love, admiration... everything a hero was.

For he was a hero, and yet he was afraid. He was afraid of that purpose, that glance, that hope that had left him a long time ago.

He caressed the cool steel in his right hand. This was a gun of choice, his method of ejaculating his life in the void of time. He just had to lift the gun from its haven of blackness, put it to the smooth white skin of his temple, and pull the trigger.

It would be so easy. No lying to his beloved friends and the woman he had once wanted to marry. Just here, in the illuminating camera flashes and the bright lights in the huge room. Everyone would see him take his life with a brute, hardcore weapon. A weapon that criminals used, and police officers, and hunters, and even the poor teen-agers who committed suicide, quite like he was planning.

He looked at all the faces, all above eighteen, and tried to understand and realise what they wanted to live for. Why did these people want to live in a place where nothing got better and everything got worse? Why did they smile so? Why did they look at his pale face with so much hope and determination? All he did was save some lives! Just a couple of hopeless, dreamless, mortal lives!

He closed his eyes. A tear leaked out of a crystal eye and creeped down his face. The questions seemed to die off as the numbness in his brain gave him the courage, the last bit of gut to know that it was time.

It was time to die.

It was time to be free.

He lifted the gun, opened his eyes, and heard the gasp.

Harry Potter pulled the trigger.

His last thought was the first and only kiss he had shared with the chocolate-eyed beauty, his only solace, his dead Hermione.

two emma/dan icons and other animated hp cast ones

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 15:32:32 GMT

Preview:

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Sun, 29 Jun 2008 23:56:58 GMT

I made a welcome banner & a info banner of emma

You can find the larger version of the banners here at my livejournal . In the same post:

5 sparrabeth icons (from Potc, with Johnny & Keira)
15 Rosamund Pike Icons
2 Johnny Depp Icons
12 Pride & Prejudice Icons (Rosamund Pike & Keira Knightley)
15 Eva Longoria Icons
7 kirsten Dunst icons
28 Sarah Michelle Gellar icons
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1 welcome banner: Emma Watson & Rupert Grint
1 friends only banner: seth green & Sarah Michelle Gellar
2 info banners: Sienna Miller & Keira Knightley from "the Edge of Love", Emma Watson
4 headers/banners: Johnny Depp & Rosamund Pike from "The Libertine",Sarah Michelle Gellar & Michelle TRachtemberg, Jennifer Morrison, Sienna Miller & Keira Knightley
1 wallpaper sparrabeth

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 14:11:33 GMT

(33) Sarah Michelle Gellar (includes some from "Veronika decides to die")
(15) Bring it on movie (Eliza Dusku & Kirsten Dunst, a couple of Clare kramer)
(13) Emma Watson (with a couple from HP)
(94) Devil wears prada (emily blunt,anne hathaway, maryl streep)

Preview:

( more 119 on this way... )

Multi fandom post!

Mon, 19 May 2008 20:59:14 GMT

Icons
[26] Harry Potter
[12] Bones
[21] Robin Hood
[20] Twilight

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HP5 bases

Fri, 02 May 2008 03:44:46 GMT

Movie: Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix (5)
Characters: all (focused on H/Hr, but everyone is in there)
1,516 bases @ dont_be_so_base

PREVIEW:

I've been thinking about something Dumbledore said to me. --- What's that? -- That even though we've got a fight ahead of us, we've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have. -- Yeah? --- Something worth fighting for.

Harry/Hermione: "Fifty Times Harry & Hermione Can't Deny It" (2/5)

Fri, 11 Apr 2008 05:09:55 GMT

So sorry for the wait. :)

Title: Fifty Times Harry and Hermione Can't Deny It
Rating: PG
Word Count: 3,214
Pairings: Harry/Hermione, with implied Ron/Hermione & Harry/Ginny
Status: In Progress (2/5)
Fandom: Harry Potter
Genre(s): Romance/Drama/Angst
Spoilers: all books, up to DH
Summary: AU. A look through Harry's and Hermione's eyes in terms of what could have been, little moments that mean much more than they perceive.
A/N: Some of these drabbles put Ron and Ginny in a bad light, so you've been warned. Only the true Harry/Hermione shipper will enjoy this to the full extent. Three more parts will come after this.

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HP Manips & HP Icons

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 19:29:45 GMT

Here is 4 Manips (one is big and could become a wallpaper) & 47 Icons from them. I did some for Challenges.

» Manips:
1 Harry, 1 Hermione, 1 Draco/Mione
1 Neville (inspired by Book 7 of HP)

» 46 Icons from them:
15 Harry, 10 Hermione, 2 Harry/Mione
8 Draco/Mione, 2 Draco, 10 Neville

Teasers:
05. 16. 23.

» See the rest here «

H/Hr HBP manip!

Fri, 28 Mar 2008 11:16:38 GMT

Hey Guys!

Just wanted to post a manip which a dear friend of mine, Gaelicbleu has made. I had done some additions to this manip *changing to black and white, fading the background and adding text* but yeah I do hope you guys enjoy. This manip originated from the trio pic that was released recently!

Hope you guys like it!!!

Poison :)

um....hellonervous chuckle

Mon, 24 Mar 2008 23:31:20 GMT

Hi my name is Jennifer and I"m new to the whole community thing. But I love Harry and Hermione together I'm an avid harmony shipper and they are my OTP. I'm 24 and I don't have any fic recs but I bring an offering of a harry/hermione video. my first one. Please be gentle....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0HZ4iUXsMbw

HARMONY In LOVE

Sun, 23 Mar 2008 03:31:16 GMT

3 Sizes for resolution differences

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Harry Potter and the Cursed Underwear, Chapter Five

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 08:48:18 GMT

Author: HarryHermione85 (Harry85 on Portkey.org)

Rating: R/NC17 for later chaps

Disclaimer: Not mine. Otherwise we would have HHr as canon.

A/N Ron won't be likable here. I usually don't hate him but I got this plot bunny in my head and I had tow write it down.
Mind that there is mind control here, some would label it as rape, i'm not sure, but step inside cautiously ok? Thanks, and let me know what you think of it.

Summary: On the 21st birthday of his girlfriend Hermione, Harry wants to surprise her with his proposal. But what if it's him who gets surprised, and not pleasantly? Will he find the strenght to search for a possibly hidden truth?

Harry Potter and The Cursed Underwear

Chapter Five: Marry Me?

He landed moments later in his living room. Hermione was still curled up in a ball in front of the fire.

He discarded his cloak and went to her, hugging her close.

“I missed you” he whispered into her hear, and she started sobbing.

“I can’t believe he would do something like that!” she said through her sobs. “We are his best friends and he hurt you so much and played me like a worthless doll”

Harry wanted to kill Ron for putting her through this, but instead he rubbed circles on her back, soothingly.

“It’s ok, Mione. You’re safe now, and I will do my best to avoid something like this happening again” he said, kissing the top of her head, and she looked up at him with teary eyes and a weak smile.

“I know you will” she said, before claiming his lips in a gentle kiss. “I love you so much Harry, and these weeks…I was aware of what I was doing and I wanted to stop it, but I couldn’t, it was like something or someone had taken control of me, and I couldn’t do anything!”

“Ssh, sweetheart, come here” he said, pulling her close again. “It’s over now, and you don’t have to think about it anymore, if you don’t want to. You’ll just have to decide if you want to press charges or not, but we can take that decision tomorrow. For now, I want to pick up where we left” he said with a mischievous grin, kissing her again, this time more heatedly, and she laced her arms around his neck, kissing him with all of her soul, like her own life depended on it.

His hands caressed her sides, and he pulled her on his lap, his green eyes dark with desire. She was now running her hands under his shirt, over his muscled torso, and grazing his nipples with her hands.

He was sure she could feel his physical reaction against her thigh, but before he could let things escalate further, there was something he wanted to do. It had waited even too long, since that fateful night of her birthday, three months earlier.

He gently pushed her on the couch, then he swiftly removed a small box from his pocket, and got on one knee.

“I know it may be early after everything going on lately but I had planned to do it on your birthday, before everything went haywire” he started, nervously looking up at her. “Hermione Jane Granger, will you marry me?”

She was amazed at the beautiful ring he had picked, it was a white gold band with their birthstones in the middle, a ruby and a sapphire. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she flung herself at him.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! I’ll marry you, Harry!” she cried, before kissing him with raw passion, and he was more than eager to kiss her back. He stopped only to place the ring on her finger.

“Beautiful” he whispered then, in awe at the sight of the ring on her delicate hand. “But nothing compared to you” he said then, looking up at her, green eyes meeting brown ones.

She rolled her eyes playfully at his cheesiness, and he gave her the boyish grin that always made her legs turn to jelly.

“Make love to me tonight, Harry” she said before grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and slamming her lips on his own.

He picked her up, his hands on her bum, and carried her to the bedroom without ever breaking contact with her lips. He kicked the door closed once they got there, and lay her on the bed. Then, he started kissing her neck, finding the sensitive spot that always made her moan loudly when he kissed it, his hands busy with the buttons of her shirt. He finally pushed it off her shoulders and slid it down her arms, it was not the first time he saw her in only her bra, but the sight always stunned him into being unable to speak.

“Like what you see?” she coyly said, before unzipping her trousers. She then gently pushed him off of her, and stood up. Wriggling her hips for his benefit, she slowly, tantalizingly so, slid them down her legs, bending down, her bum facing him, as she finally pulled them off.

It was all Harry could do not to come right there, still in his pants.

She then looked back and winked at him as she unclasped her bra and let the straps fall down her shoulders, before she threw it away into a corner of the room. Harry gulped, she was giving him a striptease, and she was doing it perfectly! Well, that didn’t surprise him, she was always at the top whatever she did, he thought with a fond smile, wiped out by his hungry stare when she hooked her fingers on the waistband of her panties and started pulling them down, torturing him with the low speed she was doing so.

When she finally stepped out of them, after bending again and giving him a full view of her crotch, he growled with desire.

“I think you’re way overdressed, Mr. Potter” she winked at him, finally turning and facing him in her full naked glory. The tent in his pants was clear indication he had liked the show, and she giggled noticing it.

“Couldn’t have that, could we?” he huskily retorted, grinning at her as he grabbed her by her waist and pulled her on top of him, making her squeal in the process.

She then proceeded to unbutton his shirt, while straddling him, and then pushing it down his shoulders.

Hermione then caressed his chest, and kissed his nipples eliciting a long growl from him.

“Hermione…not going to last if you keep it up…” he mumbled through gritted teeth. She smiled impishly at him, still amazed that she was the one who had this effect on him.

The thought sent a thrill down her body, and heat pooled between her legs.

However, she decided to have mercy of him, and crawled down his body, settling between his legs. She then proceeded to unbuckle his belt and unzip his trousers, sliding them down his legs, all the while planting wet kisses as she travelled downwards. She then moved up again, and finally freed his raging erection from its fabric prison, pulling down his boxers.

One hand wrapped itself around his shaft, and he groaned.

She smiled sexily at him, before lowering her head, and kissing the tip, sending shivers down his spine. Then, she licked its head slowly, torturing him, and Harry thought that if he was to die at that moment, at least he would die happy.

But she was not done, and so she took him in her mouth, looking up at him as she bobbed her head back and forth, his erection hitting the back of her throat.

Harry gritted his teeth again as he felt his release nearing, but Hermione was experienced enough to keep him getting close, and never truly making him come.

It was frustrating, to say the least, but a really good kind of frustrating, Harry thought, as he gently pushed her head away from his crotch.

“Playtime is going to end soon if you keep that up. My turn now” he huskily said, pushing her on her back.

He claimed her lips in a searing kiss, pouring all his love for her in it, while his hands automatically found her breasts, fondling her hardened nipples, kneading, rolling them under his thumb, and making her writhe and moan under him.

But Harry was far from finished, and from her lips his own travelled down her neck, then between the valley of her breasts, and finally he took her left nipple in his mouth, sucking, flicking his tongue over it, grazing it with his teeth.

As he did that, Hermione moaned loudly, arching her back to push her mounds more into his mouth and hand. Soon later he switched nipples. It wouldn’t do that one of those might feel less loved, right?

His right hand moved downwards, caressing her thighs with feather-like touch that gave her goose bumps, before finally finding her curls, and soon later her centre.

As he kissed his way down through her breasts, her belly, flicking his tongue in her navel and tickling her, his fingers found the telltale dampness in her folds, parting her lower lips and sliding one, then two fingers inside, Hermione’s muscles clenching then tight.

Harry found then her clit, and ran his thumb over it. A jolt of electricity passed through Hermione every time he did, bring her closer and closer to her release.

Finally, she shuddered, crying out his name into the night, as wave after wave of pleasure hit her. He kissed her hungrily, and she battled his tongue fiercely with her own, one hand tangled in his black unruly hair, the other pulling him even closer, as if she wanted him to melt into her.

When their lips parted, Harry could see arousal in her now dark brown eyes.

“Fuck me, Harry” she commanded, and he gave her a mock salute before guiding his shaft to the entrance. He waved his hand and her belly glowed pink, and at that moment she felt her love for him increase tenfold, he had remembered to cast the protective charm when she herself had forgotten!

In one swift motion, he was buried inside her to the hilt, the walls of her gripping him viciously, like they never wanted to let go.

He started moving, slowly at first, then their movements became more and more frantic, and he turned them so that she was on top now. She started riding him wildly, her hair cascading around their faces as their lips met once more.

Finally, Harry felt his release hitting, and he thrust into her twice more before spilling himself into the woman he loved more than anything on the world.

“Harryyyy!” Hermione cried out, Harry’s release inside her guiding the brunette to another mind-shattering orgasm.

As they slowly regained their breath, Harry, still buried deep into her, pulled her close, kissing the top of her head.

She snuggled happily against him, her arms wrapped around him and her head tucked against his neck, their legs entwined. He waved his hand again and the sheets covered them, keeping them warm.

She started doodling on his muscular chest with his fingers, and he had to smile at the sight.

“Hermione Jane Potter” he whispered. “Sounds good”

“It does” she agreed, looking up at him with an huge grin plastered on her lips. She still couldn’t believe it, even with everything that had been going on, he wanted to marry her! Her dream was coming true, something not even in her wildest imagination she had allowed herself to think about.

She was going to be Mrs. Potter.

“Oh Merlin” she whispered, and he looked down at her. “What’s wrong, luv?”

“Nothing, Harry” she smiled. “It’s just that it just hit me, I’m really going to be Mrs. Potter” she said, hugging him even tighter.

“That you do” he confirmed, kissing her forehead.

As sleep started to take them, he had just one question, that he thought might be embarrassing but he just had to know.

“So, you and Ron…uhm…I mean…how…you know, did you…like…” he stammered.

She giggled. “You mean, if I liked it?” she asked, confirming that it was what he wanted to know. He nodded, blushing.

She grinned mischievously, and whispered into his ear, “Let’s say dear ol’ Ron would need a couple of Engorgio to be even remotely as satisfying as you”

Harry chuckled, and finally surrendered to sleep, his soon-to-be-wife following suit just moments later.

Harry Potter and the Cursed Underwear, Chapter Four

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 08:46:18 GMT

Rating: R/NC17 for later chaps

Disclaimer: Not mine. Otherwise we would have HHr as canon.

A/N Ron won't be likable here. I usually don't hate him but I got this plot bunny in my head and I had tow write it down.
Mind that there is mind control here, some would label it as rape, i'm not sure, but step inside cautiously ok? Thanks, and let me know what you think of it.

Summary: On the 21st birthday of his girlfriend Hermione, Harry wants to surprise her with his proposal. But what if it's him who gets surprised, and not pleasantly? Will he find the strenght to search for a possibly hidden truth?

Harry Potter and The Cursed Underwear

Chapter Four: Truth Revealed

For two other weeks Harry had to endure Hermione being under the charm, thus not speaking with him at all, and still living at Ron’s place. But finally the potion was ready, and now he just needed to find a way to make her drink it.

He reviewed his options. Breaking in again was not possible, Ron had not left since the little trip to Russia and Harry shuddered at the thought that Ginny wanted to do the same thing to him. Somehow, he needed to thwart that plan too, but later. Now the main focus was on Hermione.

Another possibility was to spike her drink at the upcoming Ministry Christmas Ball. But there was too many people there, someone might spot him and who knows what they would think he was doing. Although, the prospect of having Hermione publicly humiliate Ron at the Ball when the charm effects would end was alluring, Harry had to admit.

There was Christmas Dinner at the Burrow, but again, it was crowded. However, it might be easier than at the official Ball.

Yes, Christmas Dinner was the perfect occasion. He just had to wait another week, that was the only fault of the plan.

Harry also thought that he could take advantage of the crowd to find the boxers Ginny planned to give him and burn them before she could do it. Smiling to himself, he cast a protective charm on the cauldron with the potion, and headed to the Ministry to take back his place in the Auror Department.

As fate wanted it, he stepped in the same lift where Hermione was.

“Hi” he said, feigning indifference.

“Hi” she replied. He could see she wanted to say more, but she restrained herself. He made a good job of ignoring her, till the lift stopped to the floor where he needed to go.

“I’ll see you around” he casually said without even looking at her. Even if he knew the remedy was ready, it was still painful to look at her, as he would remember her words when she left his flat.

He could spot her biting her lip, then she finally moved to catch up with him, even if her floor was not that one.

“Harry, wait!” she called, and he sighed, stopping. He turned and faced her.

“Well?” he said, after she didn’t say a word for a minute or so.

“I’m sorry, Harry. I know you have supposedly been ill, or so it was rumoured, but I know the truth, and I’m sorry I hurt you so much” she said, and he could see in her eyes that she was telling the truth.

He also knew it wasn’t really her fault, so he smiled at her and wrapped her in a bear hug.

“I could never stay mad at you, Hermione” he said, before letting her go, and she smiled weakly at him before nodding, and walking back to the lift to head to her own office.

Days were excruciatingly slow for Harry, and he couldn’t wait for it to be the time of setting things straight. When finally the time came, he showered, shaved, put on a white shirt, black trousers and a dark green jumper that complimented his eyes, put on his cloak, made sure he had all the gifts, that he had purchased the few previous days in a hurry, and he checked twice that the vial with the potion was in his pocket. He had charmed it to be unbreakable, just to be safe, and then he Apparated to the Burrow.

There, everyone welcomed him, as usual. Ron had the audacity to clap him on the shoulder. “It was time you arrived, mate. Dinner’s almost ready” he said

Harry just nodded, resisting the urge to punch him on the nose in front of his family. Then he excused himself and went to take off his cloak. On the way down, he met Hermione, and she smiled at him. She had a glow about her, and he wondered what that was about.

As dinner progressed, Harry found himself getting more and more annoyed at Ginny, who had sat on his right side, and kept brushing her hand on his thigh and flirting with him. But he was downright shocked when Ron stood up and said he wanted to make an announcement. Hermione blushed, and Ron grinned at her.

Harry had a bad feeling about it. A very bad feeling, indeed.

“Mum, Dad, I’m proud to tell you me and Hermione are getting married” Ron said, lifting the charm on the engagement ring, so that it became visible.

Harry felt the ground crumble under his feet, and he made an hasty retreat, claiming he didn’t feel well.

Sitting in front of the pond in the nearby wood, not caring about the snow wetting his clothes, he kept flinging pebbles into the water.

“I knew it would be hard on you”

He turned, and saw Hermione looking at him with an apologetic look. Harry’s heart broke. He wondered what he had to do.

Of course, reason told him he had to tell her, make her drink the potion, and so she would be free from the spell. But would he have the heart to destroy the little happy world she was in right now? The spell would make sure she would be happy with Ron. Of course, it would not be a willing feeling, yet she would be happy.

As she sat near him, she felt something in his pocket, and she recognized it as a potion vial.

“What potion do you have in your pocket?” she asked, and he chuckled. She had always been too smart to be fooled by him and Ron.

“It’s a long story, but I’m not sure you want to hear it” he evasively said, buying himself time to make a decision.

“I’ve always listened to your stories, Harry” she said, a bit hurt that he wouldn’t confide with her. He sighed.

“Hermione…this is not easy for me…maybe it would be simpler if you just drank it. I can assure you it’s not going to hurt you”

She looked at him, who was now holding the vial with a crystal looking potion in it. “Drink it? What for?” she asked.

He locked eyes with her, green orbs meeting chocolate ones. “Do you trust me?” he asked, serious.

“I-I do, Harry, you know that” she said, taken aback by his seriousness.

“Then drink it” he said.

She looked at the vial, unsure. In the end, though, she made up her mind. Uncorking the vial, she gulped down the contents, and felt a burning sensation in her throat.

Some moments later, it subsided. Harry watched her, anxious to know if he had messed it up.

“I…I…” Hermione stammered, then she started crying. Harry was worried now, and instinctively wrapped his arms around her.

Hermione stained his clothes with tears, sobbing loudly, all the events of the last few weeks flashing before her.

“Harry, I am so sorry, I couldn’t stop him…” she finally said, and Harry let out the breath he was holding.

“Ssh, it’s ok, I’m here now” he soothed her. “Would you like to go home?” he asked.

She nodded, and he Apparated them both to his flat. “I’ll be right back, I just need to have a word with Ron” he said, and she nodded, curling up in a ball on the couch, her arms wrapped around herself. She felt so dirty.

In the Burrow’s backyard, Harry took some long breaths before striding back into the house.

“Harry, mate, where’s Hermione?” Ron asked.

“Ron, I think we need to talk” Harry said with a look that clearly showed he would not accept no for an answer.

The redhead frowned, but followed him outside. As soon as they were out of the house, Harry’s right fist slammed on his nose.

“How could you do that to her, Ron? To me? We were best mates, for Merlin’s sake!”

“What the hell are you talking about, Harry? It’s not my fault she loves me” Ron smugly said.

Harry laughed heartily. “Thanks to your precious cursed underwear, of course” Harry taunted him, and Ron paled. There was no way Harry could have found out…unless, he was there that day in the Three Broomsticks…

Ron growled. “I fancied her first, Potter” he said.

“So? Don’t you think she had a say in the matter?” Harry spat back. Then, he threw at Ron the engagement ring he had given to Hermione. “She told me to give you this back, anyway”

“What? You told her?” Ron said, unable to understand. The charm should have been unbreakable by now!

“If you’re wondering how is the charm broken, I removed the underwear before the time it would make the curse definitive. While you were shopping for Ginny in Russia, to be more precise. Then, a potion reversed the effects” Harry explained. Before Apparating away, he growled, “You’ll be lucky if she doesn’t press charges. If she do, then may Merlin help you avoid Azkaban, because I’ll do my best to get you a life sentence”

And with that, he was gone.

Harry Potter and the Cursed Underwear, Chapter Three

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 08:45:04 GMT

Harry Potter and The Cursed Underwear

Chapter Three: Finding A Remedy

As soon as he woke up the next morning, Harry showered, dressed hastily, and left without even a cup of coffee.

He Apparated to Hogsmeade, and from there he walked up to the castle. On the grounds, he met some kids who looked at him in awe, and he smiled nervously at them, before pushing the heavy doors open. As he climbed up the stairs to the Headmistress’ office, he was the object of the attention of the school population, and he was sure his coming to the castle that day would be the talk of the day for at least a week, the strangest rumours spreading about it. It was just the way things were at Hogwarts, he thought smiling fondly at the memories of the years he spent in those halls, with Ron and Hermione.

It was unnerving that someone he thought so close would fall so low and betray him this bad, Harry thought, while walking down the corridor to the gargoyle that guarded the entrance to the Headmistress’ office. That thought wiped any trace of happiness from his face as he felt extreme rage toward the redheads. Ginny too, as she was planning something similar for him.

What he couldn’t understand, though, was how could have Ron made Hermione wear the underwear in the first place. Considering what Ron had done, Harry wouldn’t exclude an Imperius Curse, but as angry as he was at the redhead, he sincerely hoped his ex best mate hadn’t used an Unforgivable.

It was thus with an heavy heart that Harry stepped up the spiralling staircase, once he had guessed the right password. It seemed that Professor McGonagall had chose to keep the tradition started by Dumbledore and use names of sweets for passwords.

“Harry” she greeted him looking up from some papers she was reading. “What brings you here?” she smiled.

Harry sighed, taking a seat in front of her. “I’m sure you’ve read the Prophet these days” he finally said, rubbing his eyes.

“Yes, I have” McGonagall said, apologetically. “I’m sorry, and if that comforts you, I wonder why Miss Granger would do something like that. It’s way out of character of her, plus I admit I’ve always thought you two were destined to be just like your parents, Harry”

The raven haired young man nodded. “I know. In fact, I have discovered why she is acting this way, and I can tell you there’s magic involved. I now am in need of a remedy to reverse the situation, and I was thinking the library could offer some answers” he said.

McGonagall chuckled. “I see Miss Granger has rubbed off on you finally. Impulsive, passionate Harry Potter who seeks answers from the Hogwarts library”

Harry grinned, realizing that yes, it was something Hermione would do. “I guess she’s been a good influence” he said fondly.

“Very well, Harry. I’ll have you free to search the library, Restricted Section included. I honestly hope you can find a way to reverse whatever Mr. Weasley has done” she said, and Harry noticed he never mentioned Ron as the culprit. McGonagall gave him a knowing smile.

“I wouldn’t be a good teacher, and Headmistress, if I couldn’t read my students, Harry. And while you three are not students anymore, I’ve had to deal with you long enough to know each of you three as my pockets”

Harry chuckled himself, grabbed the parchment, and left with a parting nod to his ex Head of House.

It was getting dark outside, and Harry was still at a loss. He had read all day, but found nothing useful. Even the Restricted Section had proved useless, till now.

He had just picked up the last tome, Guide to all Love Spells and Potions, and he hoped it contained some kind of help because otherwise he wouldn’t know what to do.

As he scanned the pages, he realized why it was kept in the Restricted Section. He couldn’t believe how many spells could be used to force someone to love another, and do whatever this other person wanted. It was no shock that such spells were considered as bad as Dark magic.

He eagerly started reading, and finally found something useful.

Chinese wizards invented centuries ago spells that could force someone to fall in love with the caster. This kind of spells vary from charms to be used directly on the subject, to charms applied to particular objects, that will influence the target when he/she comes in contact with them.

Banned as Dark magic in Asia, those spells were introduced in Eastern Europe by Chinese refugees escaping the capture of their local Ministry. It is thought that while European Ministries have banned such spells too, someone still casts them secretly.

The curses, because we can easily call them so, will have to be activated by a mixture of body fluids between the target and the person he has to fall in love with, which could be a proper sexual act but also a simple kiss, but if the spell is of the kind to be cast on an object, then for the curse to be activated the charmed object has to be in contact with the target.

“So this means somehow Ron got Hermione to wear that and then he kissed her, or shagged her. Although, since the underwear would have to be left on Hermione, I guess a kiss would be the easiest way. But why would she kiss him?”

He had no time to dwell on it, so he took notes of what he had discovered and kept reading.

This kind of spells can be broken only through a potion, Harry groaned, he hated brewing potions, named the Restoration Potion, which, in simple words, resets the feelings of whoever drinks it to their previous stage. This potion was created along with the spells by the same Chinese wizards, as a defence mechanism against who might want to use their own charms on them.

Harry took then notes on how to brew the potion, and he almost banged his head on the table when he was done. That had to be the most complicated potion ever invented.

But he had to try, it was his only chance to save Hermione.

He put the books back to their places, ran from the library earning himself a glare from Madam Pince, and then dashed through the grounds to Hogsmeade, where he Apparated back to his flat. There, he sent an owl to the ingredients store in Diagon alley with the list of what he needed and the permission to withdraw from his Gringott’s vault whatever the ingredients were worth.

The package arrived next evening, finding Harry upset at the time needed to send it to him. But after all, some of what he had requested were very rare ingredients, and he could guess it would take time to get them.

He feverishly set to work, the instructions for the potion on his right side, praying whatever God was there that he would not make a mess with it.

Harry worked on it all night, till he reached the point where he would have to wait a week before adding the last ingredient, and then another week of waiting was needed. For now, the colour of the potion was a vicious green, but according to the instructions, it was normal.

Knowing there was nothing else he could do, he let sleep engulf him on the couch.

Harry Potter and the Cursed Underwear, Chapter Two

Thu, 20 Mar 2008 08:43:48 GMT

Harry Potter and The Cursed Underwear

Chapter Two: Uncovering The Truth

It was now three weeks since Hermione had abandoned him for Ron. The newspapers had a field day with that, especially Rita Skeeter who as usual depicted Hermione as a scarlet woman. Harry didn’t care.

Truthfully, he hadn’t even seen the newspapers in the first place. It was three weeks from that fateful night of her birthday, and he still had to leave his flat. He had owled the Ministry asking for an undefined period of leave to Minister Shacklebolt, who had agreed, realizing Harry wasn’t much in shape to work and could got himself killed if he didn’t think straight on the field.

Hermione had not visited him once, nor did Ron.

However, Harry wasn’t troubled by that. He somehow expected it.

For three weeks he had been mulling over what he ha done wrong to drive her away from himself, and couldn’t find an answer. He reckoned he wasn’t always perfect, but who was? At least, he tried. And when it came to Hermione, he had always done everything he could to make her happy.

You may say it might not have been enough if she didn’t really love him, but somehow he doubted that. She had never been a good liar, and in the time they had been together she had told him more than once that she was in love with him.

So, what had made her change her mind so suddenly? Harry felt there was something that wasn’t adding on in the situation. He wasn’t an Auror for nothing, and he had learned to smell something suspicious.

So, after three weeks moping in his flat, he decided it was time to get some answers.

Grabbing his Invisibility Cloak, not stopping to shave or anything else, he decided that if something strange had been going on, probably, as much as it pained him, Ron was responsible for it. He really didn’t see other ways out. Maybe Ginny had wanted to break them up, he suddenly thought. The redhead had never stopped fancying him, so it would make sense. Ron had never moved on too, when Hermione rejected him in their seventh year.

However, if one of the two siblings had planned something, they would speak to each other about it, Harry guessed, so tailing Ron was a good way to find out. The redhead had never been the smartest out of the three of them, so Harry reckoned he could tail his best mate, or is it ex best mate?, quite easily.

He knew where Ron worked, and that was where he went. The redhead was now assistant coach for the Chudley Cannons so Harry Apparated just out of the pitch. Then, he slipped inside the building that was the training facility for the team, following another wizard working there who had unknowingly opened the door for him. Once inside it was easy to locate Ron’s room.

As he waited outside, he could hear a meeting was going on there, between the coach and Ron. They were discussing some tactics, and the possibility to give a chance to one of their reserve Chasers who had been doing really well in training.

Patiently, Harry waited for lunch time to come. When it did, he was sure Ron would not skip it, he never did, and that would be a good time to follow him, and maybe slip directly inside his office.

When Ron finally left for lunch, Harry quietly tailed him. The redhead announced to the receptionist he was going to have lunch at the Three Broomsticks with his sister that day so he might come back a bit late, and the other man nodded. Harry narrowed his eyes.

“Bingo” he thought. Of course, there was no assurance that it wasn’t a completely innocent lunch between siblings, still Ron rarely did something like that without a motive. Apparating out of the pub in Hogsmeade, Harry immediately spotted Ginny walking closer.

A moment later, Ron materialized out of thin air in front of the door of the pub.

“Had a good day, sis?” Ron greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.

Ginny nodded, and Ron opened the door for her before entering himself. Harry slipped in unnoticed.

He settled to a corner near enough to their table, which was one of the farthest from the door, which provided a certain privacy, and hoped the conversation would be interesting.

After half an hour of idly chat and the revolting show of Ron talking with his mouth full, things got interesting.

“So, bro, what about that special underwear you told me about?” Ginny said.

“It’s working just great. Hermione doesn’t suspect a thing, she’s wearing them every day, of course they have an auto-cleaning charm. The more she wears them, the more in love with me she falls, and she’s also stopped being annoyingly nagging. She does whatever I ask her, and boy is she a good shag!” the redhead grinned stupidly. Harry was fuming, but kept his cool. He needed to know more. “Another week, and she will be past the point of no return and nothing in the world will make her change her mind. Right now, there’s still a tiny chance to stop the process, but it would be extremely complex” Ron continued.

“And you reckon you could procure me a pair of boxers like that for Harry?” Ginny hopefully said.

“Of course. It’s going to be pricey and it will take time though, I’m not sure I can have them in time for Christmas, but I can try”

“Pricey, uh? How much?” Ginny asked.

“Two hundred Galleons” Ron said.

“I’ll give you two hundred and fifty if you can have them for Christmas. Tell this to your source” she said, placing some money on the table.

“Very well. I’ll leave for Russia tonight after work” he said. They called the waiter, paid the bill and left. Harry Apparated back to his flat to reorganize his mind on what he had found out.

Making a list of what Ron had revealed, he decided the first course of action was to free Hermione of that underwear, to stop its action on her. “You want to play, Weasley, then let’s play” he muttered while readying himself.

He strapped one wand holster on his wand arm so that with a flick of his wrist the wand would slid in his hand, the reserve one was strapped on his leg, and a spare wand was placed there. Hermione was a fully capable witch and Harry knew he had to concentrate if he wanted to get her.

Apparating to Ron’s flat under his cloak, he sensed the protective wards keeping him out. It was clear Ron had removed him from the welcome list.

Harry set to work to bring them down and in few minutes he was done. He modified them so that they would allow him in, as if they went down completely Hermione would notice.

He was surprised that Ron hadn’t let Hermione place the wards in the first place, if he did Harry’s job would have been much more difficult, that was sure.

Sneaking in, he guessed that Hermione would be in the living room reading. He cast a Silencing spell on his feet, then advanced through the house. He had to flatten himself against a wall as Hermione suddenly walked in the corridor coming from the bathroom.

“Sorry Mione” he thought before stunning her. He then cast a Levitating Charm on her to avoid her to fall on the floor. Directing her floating body to the bedroom, he made a quick work of removing her clothes, then he replaced the offending underwear with another set that he transfigured to look like the cursed one, and he put her clothes on.

Finally, he set the charmed underwear on fire, banishing the ashes when it was done.

Sighing, Enervated her then Obliviated her of the memory of being attacked. He then Apparated just outside the flat, and worked to restore the wards as they were before, just in case Ron checked for something different when he was back from his trip.

Now, he just needed to find a way to reverse the process and make Hermione go back to normal. For that, he guessed Hogwarts library might hold some answers, but it was too late to go there now. He planned to make the trip the next day.

Headmistress McGonagall wouldn’t deny him a visit to the library, Restricted Section included, he was sure of that.

“I’ll bring you back, Mione, may it be the last thing I do” he thought just before finally falling asleep in his own bed.

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