It is Sunday morning, and the daylight streaming through the window of the hospital wing rudely wakes you up. You go to pull the sheets over your head, but you find they won't move. That's when you realise that Hermione is still sleeping on the bed beside you.

Turning to your side, you see Hermione sleeping peacefully next to you on the bed. She looks so cute when she is asleep. You're not sure what you look like when you are sleeping, but you can't imagine you look as perfect as Hermione does right now.

The feel of you moving around is enough to gently rouse Hermione from her slumber. She gives a little yawn that morphs into a smile when she realises you are looking at her.

"Good morning, Hermione," you say, smiling at her.

"Good morning, y/n," Hermione says, grinning.

Hermione looks down at herself.

"Sorry I fell asleep on your bed," she says. "And it looks like Madam Pomfrey put an extra blanket on me during the night."

"Yeah, I guess that means she is okay with us sleeping together," you say, then your eyes go wide as you realise what you said. "Oh, wait, err, I don't mean like that," you add awkwardly, your face turning red.

Hermione starts blushing too and sits up in bed. "Oh, umm, no, I guess not," she says, and turns to look in the other direction.

"How is your head feeling this morning?" Hermione says, without looking at you.

"Better," you say. "I feel fine now."

Hermione turns to look at you. "Yeah, you look really good," she says. "Err, I mean, like, compared to yesterday."

You grin at Hermione. "It seems like we're both saying the wrong things this morning," you say.

"Yeah, like we are both thinking about something else," says Hermione, blushing slightly.

"Maybe we should talk about that instead?" you say.

"Yeah..." says Hermione.

You both sit awkwardly, neither of you sure what to say, and neither of you wanting to speak first. Hermione glances over at you, and when she catches your eye, you both start giggling.

"Y/n, I really like you," says Hermione, suddenly turning serious. "But I'm confused. I've never had feelings like this for anyone before."

She pauses for a moment to put her thoughts in order.

"The boys I've dated before...I liked them, but.... I just didn't love them... I didn't feel that spark, you know?" says Hermione. "But when I met you, it was like something woke up inside me, and I knew what I wanted."

"Hermione, I like you too, but I'm not sure how I feel," you say. "I'm attracted to boys, like sexually, but with you it's something different that I don't understand. When I'm with you I feel.... happy, I guess, and safe."

"You make me happy too," says Hermione, and she reaches out to grasp you hand. "And... I think I love you."

"I don't know if I feel the same way," you say and turn your face away from her. "I'm sorry, Hermione."

"Well, maybe I could help you understand" says Hermione.

She reaches out with her hand towards you. Her fingers make contact with the side of your face, then she turns your head so she can look at you. Hermione stares deeply into your eyes for a moment, then leans forward and her lips make contact with yours.

For a moment you don't know how you should react, but, as your lips crush into her's, it ignites a fire inside you. Your desire grows like something burning inside your belly, until you feel like you want to consume Hermione. You feel Hermione's hand slide up the side of your body until it reaches your breast. You moan lustfully, and as you do Hermione slips her tongue into your mouth. Your tongues then meet and lock together in a passionate dance. Hermione continues to squeeze and caress your breast, and it makes you want to do the same to her. You lift your hand up to her chest and find one of her breasts. You start to caress her and you can feel her nipple poking through her bra, so you give it a pinch. Hermione moans in response and starts to match your movements by pinching your nipple too.

You are starting to feel really hot between your legs, and begging to be touched down there. But before you can, you hear the sound of footsteps coming across the room. You and Hermione quickly stop what you are doing and jump away from each other. You have just laid back in your bed when the privacy screen is pulled aside and Madam Pomfrey appears.

"Good morning, girls. I hope you slept well?" she says.

"Err, yes. Thank you," you say.

"I just came to check up on you before you can be discharged," says Madam Pomfrey.

She looks closely at you with a concerned look, then puts her hand on your forehead.

"Hmmm, that's not good," she says. "Your cheeks are flushed and you feel hot. I'm worried you might have an infection."

"Oh, no. It's....ummm.... I'm sure I'm okay," you say, blushing.

"No, this could be serious," says Madam Pomfrey. "I will need to give you an antibiotic potion and keep you under observation for a while longer."

"Maybe I should go," says Hermione. "Give you a chance to, erm, cool down a bit."

Hermione winks at you, and you give her a grin.

"Yeah, I'll see you later, when I'm feeling better," you say.

Hermione gives you a quick hug goodbye and then walks off out of the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey then pours out a spoonful of potion for you to drink.

"Okay, now get some rest and I'll come check on you again in an hour," she says, then she closes the privacy screen behind her.

As you hear her footsteps heading back towards her office, you sigh in relief. She had nearly caught you and Hermione doing something very inappropriate for a hospital. You think back about what you had been doing, and when you do you notice that you can still feel the heat coming up from between your legs.

You slip your hand down, under the sheets and pulls the gown you are wearing up and out of the way. It then slides down further to find your vagina and you moan lustfully when you feel how hot and wet you are. You did not realise how aroused you had been from kissing Hermione. You picture her caressing your breast, and as you do you reach up with your other hand and start caressing it yourself and pinching your nipple. You try to suppress a moan as your other fingers find your clit and start rubbing it.

"Mmmm, Hermione," you gasp as your fingers start to slide inside yourself to get covered in your wetness. You bite down on your pillow to keep quiet and your fingers start to rub faster over your clit. You gasp and shudder uncontrollably as you reach your climax. Your legs clamp together and trap your hand over your clit. Your chest rises and falls as you take deep breaths until the moment has passed and you start to relax again.

Your arms drop to your sides and you give a contented sigh, then drift off to sleep for a quick nap.