Hermione has been seeing Harry Black for several months now, but every time they seem to be moving forward, he pulls away. She’s at her wit’s end until he invites her on an evening date on Halloween and she realizes that patience is sometimes better than a plan.
Author’s Note: Heavily inspired by Demi Lovato’s Tell Me You Love Me and a comment on the video. I’d been listening to this song a lot while writing for the challenge, so it was about time I had a story for it. I think there’s a bit of “The Amber Gods” by Harriet Spofford feel […]
After Ronald leaves them in the Forest of Dean, latent feelings and tension burst and Hermione gives Harry something he’s, apparently, wanted since third year.
“Get on your knees.”
It was going to be a good day, even if he felt that he was going to throw up from anxiety or apparate away to avoid the shame of being left at the altar in front of a large portion of wizarding Britain.
She could be more of a Slytherin that he was most days, but he’d never considered his position as the Slytherin Prince was threatened.
They were getting married, so at least he’d save face.
James takes a visit home and realizes that he has been a total ass to Lafayette. Of course, our favorite hippy has to make it up to him.
He wanted the woman in front of him to not be knowledgeable about her job, so he’d have a better excuse not to be here. He wanted to reverse time to not be here in that moment, but more than anything…
He swore on his grandfather’s ring around his thumb that the next time Gwen said “Honey” and stroked the back of his neck, he was closing his eyes and running out of the house, even if she was right.
All she wants him to do is to let her in his room the way she struggles to let him in every day.
He’s pretty sure that he’s never seen anyone do Amy Winehouse with so much… style.
DBSK has some secrets. At least they have their handy non-disclosure agreements.