A few weeks after their small talk their relationship was getting more and more serious.

Hermione began leaving some of her clothes at his place and she started staying over some nights.

Harry was getting better with himself. He wrote reminders for himself on mirrors and Hermione burned the news papers that would talk about his body.

Hermione walked over to him sitting next to him on the sofa. She bit her lip and played with his hair, "hi handsome."

Harry blushed lightly looking at her with a happy face, "hello gorgeous."

Hermione leaned closer to him, "want to go up to your room?" she asked hopeful. She had prepared a small surprise for him up in his room. There were small candles and she bought some rose pedals to put on the bed. Harry nodded without hesitation, he knew she would still respect his boundaries even in the bedroom.

Hermione grinned taking him by the hand and leading him up to his bedroom. Harry wowed looking around the dimly candlelit room. Hermione giggled pushing him down on the bed and proceeded to sitting on top of him.

Harry's hands went to her waist instinctively and pulled her in for a kiss.

Everything felt perfect, the soft loving touches, the kisses down each other's bodies, the way they moved together and the pace. At one point Harry began to enjoy himself as well and took off his shirt.

Moments after they finished both put their shirts back on. Hermione smirked, "you know, the only thing they should talk about are thebmsrksnonnyour neck."

Harry chuckled pulling her closer, "I adore you." they smiled lazily at each other. "by the way, you should really just move in. You spend all your time here, might as well. And besides I would love having you with me all the time."

Hermione raised an eyebrow, "oh? Is that so?"

Harry nodded, "we are soulmates and everything."

Hermione chuckled "I think we owe some slytherins a thank you."

"we do. Tomorrow though, Im tired."

Hermione nuzzled into his chest, "fair enough."