I'm going to try harder with longer chapters and more angst and suspense. If you review, I'll update faster among your requests.

;) DISCLAIMER

This is a Harry/Hermione love story so if you don't like the pairing, don't read! Also there will be Ron/Luna eventually throughout. That is if you give me some great feedback!

It was nightfall. The full moon was out, the stars arranged in some strange pattern that Harry found fascinating. As he looked up at the night sky, he thought about his past. He thought about defeating Voldemort, the first day he realized he was a wizard, and it was only then that he had realized his true, deep feelings for Hermione Jean Granger. The two now live together, both 20 years old, in a simple house by the riverside. Harry finally got his job as an Auror and Hermione shines in her major-which led to her job at the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures; both see each other a lot at the Ministry during the day and satisfy their needs for each other at night.

He had had a great day, so he decided.

"Harry?"

The sound of his name had the former Chosen One turn around. Hermione herself stood in the doorway. Just seeing her made him smile.

She smiled back at him. "Dinner's ready." She held out her hand. Harry took his invitation with no hesitation and followed her inside to the kitchen. He sat at the kitchen table as she went to the stove.

"Coffee?" She asked.

"Yes, please." He took off his jacket. Hermione placed his coffee and plate in front of him, both hot and ready. And, equally, it smelled good in welcome. She sat down with her own across from him.

"So how was work?" She asked him casually with a soft smile.

"Slow." He admitted after a while. "Ron and I haven't caught anyone yet."

Ron Weasley, their long time best friend, was an Auror as well and they often take the same cases together. And even up to this day, there were still Death Eaters on the loose, such as Bellatrix Lestrange and Fenrir Greyback. It worried Harry that much that he almost regretted being away from Hermione when he had to. Of course Ron helps him through it by joking about how it's healthy to get away for a away from your lady every once in a while. Harry himself couldn't help but chuckle about that. Everyone wasn't perfect. He and Hermione sometimes argue but they always talked it out. That was one of the many things he loved about Hermione. She couldn't lie that smoothly-he knew her too well.

"No one?" Hermione wasn't surprised. She knew how hard he worked and couldn't blame him. "Interesting...Maybe better luck tomorrow?"

"You said that yesterday." Harry pointed out with a chuckle. "So how was yours?"

"It was good. We had a lot of animals checked today..." And she babbled on. Any other guy would grow bored and tired of her in under a minute. But not Harry. He caught on to every word and every detail. Actually, he discovered how good of a listener he was-despite the grades he got at Hogwarts compared to hers.

"...but overall, my day was slow as well-since I didn't get a chance to see you at all..." Her voice trailed off when she noticed the was he looking at her. "Why're you looking at me like that?"

"W-what?" He sat up a little more. "I was staring? Sorry..."

"Where you listening?"

"Of course I was listening. You most recently said one of your co-workers nearly got burned by a stray Horntail Dragon." He smiled at her surprised reaction.

"Well then..." She smiled back at him. "I guess you were paying attention." Her eyes darted to the phone, her eyebrows lowering by quite a bit.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked in concern.

"We have 3 messages. 1 is especially for you."

"What're you talking about?"

Hermione got up and leaned against the counter as she pressed PLAY on the answer machine.

"You have 3 new messages." Came the robotic voice followed by a beep.

"Hi, it's me!" Came Luna's voice, happy as ever. "I just wanted to check up on you two! Make sure to call back! I want to hear from you! Bye!"

Another beep.

"Hey, Harry. Hermione." Came Ron's voice afterwards. "I know you're probably busy. Just wanted to say hi...oh, and Harry, Bellatrix's case needs to be in order. We need to check her files. See ya mate."

Another beep.

"Um...hello, is this Harry?" Harry's heart did a little flip when he recognized the shaky voice of Cho Chang. "Hi, er, it's me-Cho Chang? I was wondering if you could help me with some files at the Ministry? That'll be great...Er...Bye-bye."

"End of Messages." Came the robotic voice again.

Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"Erm..." Harry didn't meet her eyes. "Well then."

Hermione walked off to their room with a little "Hmph!". Harry followed her.

"Hermione?" He asked in a croak. He cleared his throat as she sat down on the foot of the bed, watching him. "Are you jealous or something?"

"Does it look it? I'm not jealous!" She protested quickly.

"Hermione..." Harry started. "You know there's nothing going on between me and Cho."

"I know that but...I think she still has a thing for you...I mean..." Her voice dropped to a murmur. "Who wouldn't...want...?" She didn't finish.

Harry sighed. "How do you think I feel, Hermione? You can't imagine how many guys look at you. And no matter how many times I would want to jinx them, I don't. Because I trust you and I know you love me as much as I love you."

They shared a long, tense, but sweet gaze until Hermione stood up and walked towards him. He wrapped his arms around her as she buried her face in his chest.

"Okay..." She mumbled. "I believe you."

"Good." He kissed her on the forehead, then her nose, then softly on the lips. She kissed him back before sighing after a moment.

Harry frowned in confusion.

She weaved her fingers through his hair. "It's time for another haircut."