To Each Bed His Own

The black hooded figure stuck an icy, grey hand out toward Harry. The fingers touched his chin and he felt like he was going to faint. If he only had his wand with him things would be alright. But he had left it back at Privet Drive with Dudley. Dudley had said he was going to use it to make a rabbit for dinner. The hooded figure let out a small laugh that surprised Harry. The hooded figure took its hands and pulled back the hood to reveal not the face of a dementor, but the face of Voldemort. Harry screamed.

He sat up in bed still screaming. A cold sweat graced his brow and ran in small streams down the sides of his face. He used his sheets to dry his face. His vision was becoming clear and he saw that he was still in his bed at Hogwarts with Ron and the others in their beds, still asleep, having not heard his screaming. They could have slept through a hurricane and it wouldn't have mattered.

Harry reached through the curtain surrounding his bed and touched the nightstand. He found his glasses and grabbed onto them as he pulled them back through and onto his face. Things came clearly into focus.

He parted the curtain surrounding his bed and put his feet on the icy cold floor. A shiver went up his spine as this reminded him of the touch of the dementor. He shook the feeling off and walked over to the chair that he had slung his robes over the night before. The material of them was warm on his skin compared to that of the draft that was coming through the window by his bed.

Harry walked past the beds of his other classmates and out the door of his dorm. He followed the hallway down until he reached the staircase the took him to the common room. But he did not go to the common room.

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Hermione heard the sound of the door to her dorm being opened. The creaking had woken her up. But she was used to hearing this sound. Her roommate Parvati liked to go out on midnight musings to see her boyfriend Seamus. Hermione wondered if Harry ever heard Parvati entering his dorm at night.

Hermione waited for the familiar sound of Parvati creaking back into bed, but it did not come. Instead, she could still hear the sound of footsteps coming. And they were getting closer. She tensed up when she realized that it could not have possibly been Parvati since Parvati's bed was on the opposite end of the room. The footsteps stopped just outside of her bed. She thought about pulling the curtains back to see who it was, but there was no need. They were already being parted.

Hermione's heart felt like it was beating out of her chest as she watched a hand make its way through the material of the curtain on her bed. She pulled the covers tighter around her body as she backed up against the headboard. Then she nearly fainted when she saw Harry's head pop through.

"Harry?" she gasped. "What are you doing here?"

"I had a nightmare and couldn't sleep. Can I come in?"

"I guess so," Hermione made no movements as Harry pulled his body through the opening in the curtain. He sat cross-leeged at the foot of the bed, not talking and not looking at her.

"You know, we could both be in a lot of trouble if anyone catches you here," Hermione said warningly.

"I knew that before I came. That's why I have my invisibility cloak."

Hermione nodded shortly. "Why did you come to me?"

"I told you, I had a nightmare."

"Couldn't you have woken up Ron or something?"

"I could have, but I wanted to be with you."

Hermione opened her mouth to speak, but the impact of Harry's words sent a chilling sensation up her spine. She looked at him in curiosity. "What are you saying?"

Harry looked up and met her eyes for the first time. A mischevious glint could be seen dancing in the depths of the chocolate brown there. Harry smiled at this. "You tell me."

"I don't know what to say."

"Then don't speak." Harry moved from his position to sit beside her. He leaned his back against the headboard as she had done and closed his eyes only to open them seconds later at the feel of her fingers running through his hair. He looked over at her and smiled.

"You leave me without comprehensive speech knowledge anyway," Hermione said quietly.

"Leave it to you to put things in technical terms at a time like this," Harry said with a smile playing his lips.

"At a time like what?"

"A time like this," Harry said as he leaned over. He surprisingly caught her lips with his own. She did not move at the first shock of things but after a while she felt herself melting into him. She could barely feel the warmth of his hand on her cheek and the sensation of his other hand on her stomach. She wasn't about to let him have all the fun, though.

Hermione turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him back with a fierce intensity that made both of their heads swim. Harry pulled away from her mouth and looked at her. Through the darkness he could tell that a bright redness was coloring her face and her lips were already swollen. He could hear the sound of her harsh breathing. And he could barely make out the sound of her voice coming through the ringing in his ears.

"Do it again," she said.

Harry merely nodded before going in to catch her mouth in another kiss. Hermione moaned softly and rested her hands around his waist.

"It's late, you know," Hermione said as Harry had moved his lips to kiss the side of her neck. He trailed down to her collarbone, nipping lightly at the pale flesh there.

"Well after midnight, as a matter of fact," Harry said in an all-knowing tone.

"We should probably be getting some sleep. We have class tomorrow, you know."

Harry paused and took his mouth off of her. He looked up into her eyes and was lost in them. whatever intentions he had before them were erased from his mind and he knew that he would have to comply to anything that she told him to do. He merely nodded as he shifted his position on the bed to get up. Just before kicking his legs through the curtains she reached out and touched his arm. Alarmed, he turned around to look at her.

"I didn't mean that you had to leave," she said softly.

Harry smiled and turned around. He crawled up beside her and kicked his legs under the covers. He took his robes off and threw them on the floor outside of Hermione's bed. She took in a sharp breath at the sight of the well-sculpted muscles of his chest and stomach. This made Harry laugh and he only let her stare for a few more seconds before grabbing her and pulling her down to the matress with him. He threw the covers over their heads.

Hermione giggled a little and tried to take the covers off of her head. She did not succeed for Harry was now attempting to turn her into a blob of nothing with his lips at her throat again. Hermione calmed down and let him work his magic (no pun intended).

"Harry, we're not going to get any sleep this way," Hermione said through the soft gasps that were coming out of her mouth.

"Did you really want to sleep?" Harry lifted his head and looked at her devilishly. He laughed when she smiled and then began the task of nibbling at her neck again while she worked on ripping his clothes off.

The next morning Hermione's roommates were up long before she was. They had already gotten ready and were fixing to walk out the door before they realized that they hadn't seen her all morning. Parvati walked over to Hermione bed and saw that there was a black robe laying on the floor. She picked it up and knew instantly that it wasn't Hermione's. Curiosity got the best of her and she peeked through the curtain.

She had to stifle the laugh at the sight she saw. Hermione, obviously naked, had her arm thrown over an equaly undressed Harry Potter. There was a blanket that covered both of their waists and contented smiles that adorned each of their faces. Harry had his arms wrapped around Hermione protectively.

Parvati closed the curatin back up and walked up to Lavender who was waiting at the door. A questioned look crossed the other girls face, but Parvati dismissed it and pushed her out the door.

"You know, this is going to be all over the school by the end of the day," Hermione said as she opened her eyes, not moving from her spot.

"Knowing Parvati, probably," Harry said as he leaned down to kiss her head. "But does it really matter all that much?"

"No. I'm pretty sure everyone thought we were shagging anyway."

"Well, we can't disappoint them, can we?" Harry said with a smile.

"No, I guess not."

"You up for another go?"

Hermione looked up at him with a glint in her eye. "Anytime you're ready."