Author's Note: This is my second fanfiction and I hope you'll like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe. I WOULD ONLY OWN IT WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER!

Chapter 1

Last Good-byes

It was finally the end of the Second Wizarding War and certainly the end of the Dark Lord Voldemort. Harry James Potter with the help of his loyal friends, Ronald "Ron" Weasley and Hermione Jean Granger, had finally defeated him as well as his devoted Death Eaters. Many had lost their precious lives but in the end, good still triumphed over evil.

Harry woke up early one day, a month after the war. He pulled off his covers and sat up on his bed and stretched his arms upward. He looked at the dark glossy wooden night stand beside his bed and stared at the framed picture of him and Hermione and suddenly felt himself smiling.

"I still couldn't imagine that Hermione is to be my future wife who will spend my remaining years with me until my last breath or so I hope," Harry thought at himself.

Harry and Hermione had been together since the end of their sixth year. Though many challenges had challenged them, they managed to beat them all and be together. He asked Hermione's hand in marriage weeks before and she happily agreed. They were to be married four months later.

Harry pushed his thoughts away for the moment and rose from his bed. He took his towel from his drawer and went to his bathroom to do his morning routine.

Afterwards he dressed into his office suit and he went down to his kitchen and prepared his breakfast. As much as he wanted to use his magic, he didn't want to get used to it. He sat on one of the chairs in the dining room and began nibbling his toast while he read the new issue of Daily Prophet. Minutes after, his watch beeped indicating that it was time for him to leave for his job as an Auror of the Ministry of Magic. His outstanding skills had him finish his training for just a year. This time, he used his magic to wash the dishes while he brushed his teeth, after which, he apparated towards his office.

There, people were already busy doing their assigned work. Harry met up with Ron who was an Auror like him.

"Harry," Ron greeted eagerly upon seeing his long-time best friend, "It's good to see you again, mate."

"Um… Ron…we just saw each other yesterday," Harry mumbled as his brows furrowed with confusion.

"Well, I was just used to waking up in the morning to see you and Hermione joking about how late I am in waking up," Ron reasoned out while the two of them laugh as they head to their offices.

"So how are you and Cho?" Harry asked still confused as to how Ron had been romantically involved with his ex-girlfriend, "When are you planning to get married?"

"I'm still not sure yet, maybe after three to four years or more. I still need to earn enough money you know?" Ron answered.

"How about Ginny, when is she getting married with Neville?" Harry asked.

"I'm not really sure but I guess one to two years after. What I'm only sure of is that she'll be married even before me," Ron jokingly replied making the two of them laugh.

The two continued walking but stopped when they saw Hermione.

"Hermione!" Harry shouted her name to catch her attention.

Hopefully it worked and Hermione turned her eyes from the papers she was reading to the person who shouted her name. Harry left Ron for a while and walked towards her.

"Hello Harry, Ron," Hermione greeted dearly before Harry kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Oi! There are many people in here. That's PDA!" Ron shouted at the two disgustedly.

"PDA?" Hermione smirked, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's Public Display of Affection. I thought of that myself," Ron stated proudly as the two of them parted from each other.

"Come on now Harry we need to go and work," Ron exclaimed as he dragged Harry by his arm, "See you later Hermione!"

"Bye Harry, bye Ron," Hermione bade as she turned to walk towards the opposite direction.

"Lunch later, Hermione, okay?" Harry asked.

"Sure Harry," Hermione answered.

"I can't believe you act so goofy in front of Hermione. What's weirder is that you didn't even act this way when you started fancying and courting her and you just started acting all goofy now that you're getting married!" Ron teased him as Harry blushed violently.

"W-well I-I can't s-still believe what you actually saw in Cho?!" Harry said nervously as he tried to change the subject.

"You see, the more you talked about her before the "incident" happened and the way we always secretly hang out, the way she opens up to me and trust me more than anyone, made me fall for her deeper," Ron admitted without realizing that his ears were turning maroon as they both sat down on their respective seats, "I don't know why either but it just happened. Well when we were at fifth year, I didn't exactly know that I was falling for her but when at sixth year when we were lying under the star-studded heavens one night, when our hands were one without us noticing, I felt peace and love like there's an energy jolt running to every part of my body. And whenever I'm always with her, it's like the world slows down and she's the only person I see. Think of it as how you feel about Hermione."

Harry was astonished at Ron's statement and suddenly fell silent. He remembered what Cho did and said just to come and made sure that Ron was alright after being poisoned on their sixth year at Hogwarts.

"Let's start working Harry," Ron suggested, breaking the cold, awkward silence.

"Okay," Harry agreed, started examining the papers.

Hours passed and finally lunch had come. Harry excitedly left the office and went to Hermione, leaving Ron behind.

"See you later, Ron," Harry exclaimed before leaving.

"Hey, wait up," Ron said but was too late for Harry has left.

Harry saw Hermione walking towards him from her office.

"Hermione, I missed you," Harry said putting his hands on her waist.

"It was just hours ago when we saw each other it's not like it's been a year," Hermione joked.

"Still," Harry reasoned before kissing Hermione lightly on her lips.

"Come on, let's go and eat," Harry suggested.

"Yeah, I'm hungry," Hermione agreed as they walked towards the dining hall.

Harry led Hermione to a table and then he bought their food. He gave Hermione her food while he sat down across her and began eating as well.

"So Harry, are you ready for our flight to Australia the day after tomorrow?" Hermione asked.

"I already packed my things. How about you?" Harry answered as he took a sip of his pumpkin juice.

"I too had already finished packing," Hermione replied.

"Are you definitely sure that you want to take the airplane and not just magic our way to Australia?" Harry asked once again for the twentieth time since Hermione told him that they were flying off to Australia to come pick her parents.

"I'm absolutely sure Harry," Hermione assured him, holding his hand.

"I'm just making sure," Harry muttered, smiling weakly as he caressed her hand with his thumb.

"Hello mates," Ron interrupted them bringing his food as he sat beside Harry, "So what did I miss?"

"You didn't miss anything Ron," Hermione answered.

"Anyways, let's stop talking and dig in," Ron exclaimed.

After lunch, the day dragged on with them doing their work and after hours of work, time finally drew for them to go back home and rest for the next day.

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Two days after…

Harry woke up late since he had no work and their flight to Australia was still hours away. He again did his morning routine and dressed himself in his civilian clothes. He cooked himself an ordinary Muggle breakfast that he learned when he was still living with the Dursley's and some pumpkin juice. Harry placed his breakfast on the table while he sat on a chair. He took the new issue of Daily Prophet again and began reading the latest news in the Wizarding world. He set aside the paper for a while and began thinking about their flight later. A million thoughts and questions filled his mind making him as confused when they were thinking of a way to defeat Voldemort. He had a feeling that flying to Australia was a bad idea. Not only that, he also kept on thinking about his future with Hermione after their wedding. Positive questions and negative thoughts swam on his head making him feel woozy. After eating his food, he washed his dishes and went back up to his bedroom.

There, he checked his trunk again to see if he had everything he needed. Seeing that it was properly arranged the way it was the last time he checked it (which was last night before he slept), he closed the trunk and walked towards his desk. He took an old photo album that was lying on the desk and sat on a chair. He opened it and saw the first photo of him as a baby with his late parents, James and Lily Potter. He turned the page and saw him with Hermione and Ron during their first year at Hogwarts. He smiled as he remembered the good old days when they were still young. He was fully concentrated at what he was thinking enough not to notice that there was somebody behind him.

"Looking at old memories again, Harry?" the stranger said as she enveloped him in her arms.

"Hermione?" Harry exclaimed as he shifted his glance to Hermione's face, "What are you doing here?"

"Don't you want to see me?" Hermione asked teasingly.

"Of course I want you here, it's just I never heard you come in," Harry answered, putting the album on his bed and held Hermione's arms as he kissed her passionately in the lips.

"Well, Mr. Potter you obviously forgot that we first have to go the Burrow to tell Ron and the others that we're leaving," Hermione informed him as she released him and sat on his bed.

"Oh that was today?" Harry blankly joked.

"Why do you want to tell them tomorrow when we're already in Australia?" Hermione sarcastically asked.

"Sorry 'Mione I quite forgot," Harry admitted scratching his head.

"Come on, Harry we have to go now. Everybody will be waiting for us," she said, standing up and dragging Harry's hand.

In an instant, Harry and Hermione apparated out of Harry's house and landed at the Burrow's front door. Harry knocked on the old oak door. Ron opened the door excitedly wanting to know what his best friends would say.

"Hello mates!" Ron greeted them.

"Hey Harry, Hermione," Cho also greeted at them who walked by Ron's side.

"Hello guys," Harry and Hermione said in unison.

"Well come in! We can't wait for your news," Ron exclaimed, making way for the two to be able to enter.

Inside, everybody was there, seated and patiently waiting. Ron, Cho, Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, Ginny, Neville, Luna, George, Bill and Fleur were there. Upon seeing that they had arrived, Mrs. Weasley hurriedly offered the sweet couple their seats to make them comfortable.

"As you know, I and Harry are here because we wanted to tell you all something very important," Hermione nervously began.

"So what's the big news?" Ron eagerly asked.

"Oh shut up Ron," Ginny shushed him.

"Well, Harry and I are leaving for Australia this evening. We have to pick up my parents there as well as enjoy our stay there," Hermione continued.

"That's wonderful," Mrs. Weasley exclaimed.

"Wait, how are you going to Australia?" Ginny asked.

"We're leaving via an airplane. It's a Muggle vehicle that can fly to a certain destination," Harry answered.

"Um…if you don't mind me asking, why not just magic your way to Australia?" Ron questioned them.

"Because I don't want Harry and I relying to magic all the time, besides I don't want Muggles seeing us," Hermione reasoned.

"Vell I am very happy for you," Fleur happily said.

"Yes, me too," Bill agreed.

"We wish you all the love and luck," Neville and Ginny said together.

"But please do make it on time for my wedding," Ginny added.

"Oh we won't be long there. In two months we'll come back home to set our own wedding," Hermione replied, "Besides, I won't miss your wedding for the world."

"You better not," Ginny joked.

"In that case, good luck to both of you," Mrs. Weasley along with Mr. Weasley said.

"We sure will miss both of you," said Cho and Ron.

"It's not like you're not going to see us for years," Hermione sarcastically said.

"Still we will miss you," joined Luna in a dreamy voice and look in her eyes.

"Thank you so much," Harry and Hermione chorused, "For everything."

"You're forever welcome," Mrs. Weasley lovingly muttered as she embraced them both.

Everyone followed in embracing them and wishing them good luck while Mrs. Weasley prepared their lunch. When they had finally finished bidding them luck and good-byes, Ron talked to Harry while Hermione came to talk to Ginny.

"Blimey Harry, I still can't believe that you're going to Australia by means of an eyroplan?" Ron said.

"It's called airplane Ron. And yes I still can't believe it either. It's Hermione's idea. I wanted to just use magic but she insisted not to and to stick to her plan," Harry explained.

"So it's Hermione's idea?" Ron asked for reassurance while Harry just nodded as answer to his question.

"Well, it's not like Hermione at all, I mean Hermione always love magic and she always uses it. So why not just magic your way there?" Ron complained.

"I tried to tell her that millions of times already but she just ignores me and says that she'll stick to her original plan," Harry said in defence.

"Then in that case, I wish you all the luck and like what my Cho and I said earlier, we'll miss you," Ron sighed.

"Thanks mate," Harry said patting Ron's shoulder.

"W-wait, did I just hear you say, your Cho?" Harry asked bewilderment lingered in his face.

"Don't you believe in true love, Mr. Harry James Evans Potter?" Ron joked, faking annoyance at his friend's question.

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"I am so happy for you and Harry, Hermione," Ginny said happily.

"Not as happy as I am for you and Neville. You really make such a beautiful couple and I'm so excited for your wedding. When will it be held?" Hermione asked.

"Months after yours but we're already busy preparing everything needed so when the time comes we won't have to rush things. Neville was a lot of help when it came to where the reception would be held as well as plants that would be decorating it," Ginny answered, "What I still haven't decided upon are the colours and flowers. Mother and I kept arguing about a combination of either flowers or colours. Neville told me to choose the flowers since he told me he wasn't good when it comes to them. And now I can't make up my mind. Can you help me Hermione?"

"What kind of wedding do you have in mind, romantic or classical?" Hermione asked.

Ginny paused and began to think and then finally said, "I'd have to say romantic."

"Romantic, then in my opinion the perfect colors for your wedding would be pink, lavender and white. Make the ribbons sparkle so that the colour would stand out. As for the flowers, you can sprinkle the path where the guests would be walking to get to the back of your house with light pink, red and white Rose petals. You can also sprinkle them at the seats where the guests would be seating. You can put gardenias as your hair ornament, which would look amazing on you. For your bouquet, I'm thinking of a combination of light-pink peonies, pink sweet pea, Angelique Double Dutch tulips and Fox Trot Parrot tulips. But if that's plain for you, you can always try a combination of dahlias, peonies, calla lilies and white roses. If you want to, you can put feathers in your bouquet. But of course, those are just my ideas, if you don't want them, you can always compromise," Hermione suggested.

"Wow Hermione! I never knew you were good with mixing and matching colors and flowers. I'm definitely going to choose what you suggested for me. I promise that. I'm sure that it would look as wonderful as I imagine it. Thank you so much Hermione. I don't know what I'd do without you," Ginny said happily.

"You're always welcome, Gin," Hermione replied.

"Changing our topic, are you sure you really want to go to Australia without using magic? Because you can always use magic instead of flying all the way there," Ginny said worriedly.

"You know Gin, you are so like Harry. I just really want to experience flying in it again," Hermione explained.

"Suit yourself," Ginny mumbled.

"Kids, lunch is served!" Mrs. Weasley shouted interrupting their conversations.

"Yes mum," Ginny shouted back as she and Hermione walked towards the dining table.

Everybody began eating as well as busying themselves in their own conversation. After eating their lunch, Harry and Hermione bid their last farewell to their friends as well to the people who treated them as if they were their own. Ginny can't help but cry making Hermione joke that she wasn't going to see her for years or she wasn't going to die yet.

Afterwards, the two apparated back to Harry's home. Hermione left him for the mean time to see if her things were ready. Harry sat at a couch in his living room while in his hands laid the old photo album he was looking at before Hermione apparated to his home earlier that day. He turned the page to stumble upon a picture of him and Hermione when they were in their first year at Hogwarts. He got the picture, laid the album at the couch, put the picture in his wallet and ascended the spiral staircase. He made his way to his bedroom and got the framed picture that was taken recently, standing on his glossy nightstand and sat on his bed. He took the picture that he placed in his wallet and sat down on his bed. He examined both of the pictures and realized how much they had changed. In his mind he hoped that someday there would be a picture on which both of them had grown much older and more changes occurred physically. But one thing that he knew would never change, he knew that his love for her would forever last and never die.

But what he didn't know was that destiny has other things in mind…

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