Summary: Harry and Hermione deal with many things that have happened between them. When the time comes, they realize that some things are meant to be. Post-Hogwarts with flashbacks during their seventh year. Harry/Hermione

Previously…

Oh, aren't we the little minx? He watched Hermione rest her head on her small hands as she began to get into the movie. She needed the distraction of the movie and would get more physical distractions later, if all goes well. His fingers wanted to weave themselves through her beautiful, long curly hair. But he decided to wait and that the time to relax was called for. He enjoyed the little things like being next to this woman, who stole his heart many years ago.

NEW CHAPTER

Hermione and Harry lay on the bed and enjoyed each other's company and the funny movie. At some point during the movie, she rested her head against his shoulder and snuggled closer to him. He pulled her in closer and placed an arm around her waist as they watched the movie.

When the couple in the movie danced to a French song, Harry slowly moved his hand up and down her back. With a sweet smile, she lowered her head on her hands to make her back flat for him. He propped himself up on his side and lazily drew invisible figure eights on her back.

Hermione let out a contented sigh from his relaxing movements. He lifted himself onto his knees and she gave him a questioning look as she turned her head to watch him. But he turned her shoulders back to the way they were. Harry raised his leg over her bare legs to straddle her at the bottom of her arse. He leaned forward and spoke softly into her ear, "I am not crushing you, am I?"

"No, your absolutely fine," Hermione replied as her hand reached back to move her hair out of the way.

Harry leaned back to allow his strong hands to massage her shoulders. The cotton shirt she wore did not hide the fact she was still a little tense but his hands worked at her muscles until she was completely relaxed. His works continued firmly down to her back and then back up.

After a good ten minutes, he noticed her breathing has slowed considerably and that she had not made a sound recently. He leaned forward again and whispered, "Are you awake?"

Hermione tilted her head to the side and looked at him with a pleasant smile. "Awake? Yes and completely relaxed. Thank you."

He lowered his head to the side of her silky neck and kissed the exposed skin between the edge of the shirt and her ear. Harry's lips kissed every inch of the side of her neck as his fingertips grazed the bottom of her shirt, which had ridden up her back a little during the massage. "You are very welcome."

With a slight tug at the hem of her nightshirt, he asked, "May I?"

"Yes, please do," she purred as she lifter her upper body off the pullout's mattress.

Harry raised the shirt up her back and over her head. Hermione took the shirt from there and threw it in the direction of the door. The beautiful body of his lover lay back down with only her hair covering one side of her neck.

It's been so long. How did I make it through the few past years without this amazing woman as mine? He was in awe of her luscious figure and continued the massage with kisses that followed his hands all over her back. Neither paid attention to the end of the movie and let music that accompanied the credits fill the air. Harry's hand left her back to find his wand on the side of the couch and with three flicks of the wand: the television turned off, a dozen objects transfigured into tall white candles, and they were lit to give the room a warm glow.

Hermione raised her head up to examine the changes he had made and leaned forward to grab her own wand. With a flick her wand, the stereo started playing romantic music, the ceiling looked like the night sky, and the pullout bed transfigured into a queen-sized bed.

Harry's mouth dropped open at the sights around him and then back down at his lover. She spoke, "You weren't the only one to plan something for tonight."

"I can see that. And I must say the bed is much better than the pullout."

Her brown eyes turned into a dark chocolate color full of desire. "Enough talk. Now, shut up and kiss me."

He bent down to her neck and ran his tongue along her neck to her chin. Once close enough to her lips but before Harry claimed her lips with his, he whispered against them, "As I said earlier I am here to serve you."

He captured her bottom lip with his and sucked on it gently as his left hand made its way up her belly to end up on her breast. Hermione's fingers ran through his silk hair and all over his bareback. With her breast in his hand, Harry began to knead, caress, and pinch her bosom. She moaned in his ear and dragged her nails down his back as he arched into her.

His wet lips moved quickly down her neck and joined his hand as he increased her pleasure. Hermione slipped her hands into his pants to caress and press his firm arse into her hips. He groaned and switched his ministrations to the other neglected breast. The tip of his tongue brought her into his mouth and her breathing became more ragged.

One hand moved from his perfect arse to his chest and pinched his hard nipples as she moved her leg around his waist. Hermione pushed his pajama bottoms down his hips and begged, "Harry, I've waited so long. I need to feel you complete me now."

That one sentence almost pushed him over the edge and caused him to rip her silk back knickers off her body. He huskily whispered, "I'll buy you two dozen of them later. I just need you so bad."

In a swift, smooth movement, Harry entered her welcoming body and stayed her for a moment to take in all the feeling and sensations. Hermione moved her hands down his back and muscular shoulders as he moved within her. The heat between them increased ten-fold as they came together in body and spoke each other's names as they completed each other in spirit.

Harry dropped his sweaty brow on her shoulder as his world was knocked off its axis. His lips kissed Hermione's shoulder as they tried to catch their breaths. She turned her head and kissed his cheek softly. "Tell me what you are thinking."

Harry closed his eyes and did not want to lie to her. "Truthfully?"

She brought his chin up to look him in the eye and nodded as he saw into her soul. "You are the most amazing woman I have ever known. I would do anything for you. I gave you my heart a long time ago and you will always have it. I was just thinking if it was too soon to ask you to marry me, Hermione."

A tear rolled down her cheek and she put her arms around his neck. "Yes, it is too soon. But we will be married one day when it is meant to be." She pulled him into a kiss that showed how deep her love went for the man she gave her heart to years ago.

The end