Soul Pieces

Chapter 14: Just one more time.

...It is just sex, right? But, tell me, what do you want to say?

Hermione was looking at him; she didn't know what to say. She was afraid she couldn't say anything. Her heart was broken. Her soul was broken.

Just sex

Just sex

Instinctively, she put her arms around her belly - she wanted to protect her unborn child.

I won't cry. No.

Oh, God! How this hurt!

"Hermione?"

"Oh, sorry. Well, it wasn't anything important."

"Are you sure, because if so, I think I'll get going now. We need to go over what the hat said tomorrow."

Hermione wasn't really listening.

Harry was at the door, about to open it, when Hermione called him, "Stay."

"What?"

"Stay, just tonight, just one more night. Please, Harry."

Harry was about to say something but he stopped. He wanted to stay with her, taste, and feel her one last time, so the young wizard returned to his original spot on Hermione's bed.

Hermione smiled and he smiled back. Neither said a single word.

Can't you feel the weight of my stare
You're so close but still a world away
What I'm dying to say, is that
I'm crazy for you

She moved slowly and began to slide her tongue and lips across his neck and jaw.

He grabbed her waist, pulling her closer to him. His lips captured her mouth.

He was burning. He ended the kiss and began to unbutton her pajamas. He wasn't in a hurry like the others times. No, this time he wanted to feel every single part of her.

Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you.

When he finally unbuttoned her shirt, he took it off and threw it away from them.

With an unspoken agreement, she did the same to his shirt.

Both were half naked as he caressed her softly.

God, she is beautiful. Oh, why do I have to love her so much! Harry thought.

Trying hard to control my heart
I walk over to where you are
Eye to eye we need no words at all

He gently lay her down on the bed as he kissed her neck. Her hands dove into his hair as Harry began to move his mouth to her stomach, going even lower. His hands slid down her pants and underwear until she was finally naked before him.

Clumsily, he managed to take off the rest of his own clothes. She looked at him and touched him. Her eyes were closed, as she wanted to memorize every sensation.

Two by two their bodies become one.

He took her hand and kissed it tenderly. Slowly he lowered himself on top of her.

Slowly now we begin to move
Every breath I'm deeper into you
Soon we two are standing still in time
If you read my mind, you'll see,

They had had sex so many times before but that time it was different. They weren't having sex, they were making love. He could feel the butterflies in his stomach. His heart was beating fast and he wanted to cry out. He wanted say to her how much he loved her.

I'm crazy, crazy for you.

She knew it was wrong. She knew she was only hurting herself by sleeping with him again but she needed him one last time. As he moved in and out of her, tears began to fall from her eyes. They weren't tears of pleasure, they were tears of sadness.

Hermione had hoped that Harry could love her as she loved him, but she realized that had been a silly dream but she could never would blame him for her broken heart. He never had promised her anything. It had been her mistake.

Madame Pomfrey thought she was crazy for wanting to keep the baby; her decision to give up of her own life for a baby whose father didn't love her. But nobody understood that she couldn't live with the knowledge that he didn't love her; she was already dead.

The rhythm of their bodies continued for as long as they could stand it.

Just a little more, Harry, a little more...

Harry pulled out of her and rolled onto his side, hugging her tightly against him.

He wanted to say those little three words: I love you, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

They laid in silence afterwards for just a moment, lost in time until they finally fell asleep.

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It was almost four in the morning when Harry woke up. He remained with his eyes closed for a few minutes, feeling the softness of Hermione's skin against him. He could sense that she was still sleeping.

He didn't want to get up. He didn't want to leave her but he had to.

Carefully, he released himself from her, got off the bed and began to gather his clothes, a simple but hurtful task. Tears began to fall down uncontrollably from his eyes.

Fully clothed, he moved one more time towards Hermione, beautiful Hermione.

He gently touched her naked skin with trembling fingers. Harry then moved closer and kissed her lips.

It was then that he said those words. It was barely a whisper, but he said, "I love you, Hermione Granger."

With that, he wiped his tears and left.