Superhero's Super Bride:

Author's Notes:

1)This was supposed to be an one-shot story, but the ideas kept on running...

2) (i)Italics means the thoughts of the characters.

(ii) Bold are the song lyrics.

(iii) Normal script are the incidents happening at the present.

3) AGES:

(i) Mitzou/Paco/Ginny: 21 years

(ii) Jennifer: 20 years

(iii) Harry/Hermione/Ron: 22 years

4) Contains little bit of kissing and stripping. So, it can be rated U/A or rather 13+

5) I DON'T own anything except the plot.

CHAPTER 1:

PROLOUGE:

"Mitzou, you are not leaving the house before you completely clean-up your room..." Mitzou's mom ordered from the kitchen.

"Okay—okay." Mitzou sighed as he made his way to his bedroom. This is nothing new; Ganko complains to mom and he has to listen to everything that mom says.

"Hey," A familiar voice called out as Mitzou opened the door of his room. Miley was laying down on his bed reading a comic. Mitzou stared at her for a moment before glaring at her.

"Get off my bed." He snapped at her, throwing his bag on the bed. Miley snapped the book close and glared back.

"Look, its not my problem that Ganko complains to your mom of your disappearances." She barked back. "And anyways," she said coolly jumping from the bed. "I DON'T care what you say, because you almost treat me like I'm invisible." She banged the door at his face. Mitzou felt as if he was gonna die. He could feel the stabbing pain in his heart; his eyes were burning with tears. He had probably lost the best thing in his life.

Miley ran into her brother's room, trying not to let the tears flow from her eyes. She reached her bed and dropped on to it; curled in a little ball crying.

"He doesn't! He doesn't love me!" she sobbed. "Let alone love, he doesn't even talk to me properly." she heard a knock on the door. She looked up and saw her brother enter the room.

"Hey," she sat up drying her tears. Harry looked at with a knowing look.

"Another fight with Mitzou?" he asked smiling. Miley shrugged.

"Yes, but I don't care. So, how was your day?" Harry was surprised, she just had told him the other that she liked Mitzou and now, she doesn't care? Something's wrong.

"Where are you?" Miley asked him, making him jump.

"Oh, I was just thinking about you," Harry said sternly looking at her.

"About me? What were you thinking?" Miley said frowning.

"About what we talked the other day, your feelings about Mitzou."

"Yeah...right. But, he hates me." Miley shrugged. Harry shook his head and sat down beside her.

"Miles," he said holding her shoulders and shaking her slightly. "You'll have to tell him." Miley looked away.

"What do I tell him, that I love him?" Miley asked. Harry nodded.

"That was what we had decided." He said.

"And he'll say, 'Oh Miley! I love you too!' hah.. fat chance." Miley snorted. Harry laughed and patted her back.

"Why don't you tell him? and then we'll see what happens.."

"I just cant..."

"Try..."

"Ok.."

Miley was a powerhouse. By the time Mitzou came home from the baseball practice, she had cleaned his room, changed his sheets, the towels in his bathroom replaced and his books arranged neatly on his table. She seemed to have taken the responsibility too seriously and Mitzou couldn't help but smile appreciably to himself. He deposited his bat and gloves, took a wash and ran down the stairs to find her watching TV alone.

"Where's everybody?"

Miley screamed and jumped out of the sofa, her hand to her heart and her eyes wide.

"Gosh, Mitzou. You scared me." She gasped. Mitzou couldn't help but laugh it loud.

"Sorry," He blushed. "I thought maybe you were the only one home.." he admitted, making Miley blush.

"Oh." She said her ears looking like two raw beef rolls. Mitzou chuckled as he made way to the kitchen with Miley hot on his heels.

"Anyways," Miley said as he opened the fridge hopefully sniffing out for familiar smells. "We are the ONLY ones at home.."

Mitzou choked on the cup of cold water as he blushed, "What?"

Miley shrugged, "Your mom and dad are out for a movie and they wont be returning till midnight—"

"And what about Ganko?"

"She's out for a sleepover with some of her friends—" Miley said following him out of the kitchen.

"And what about your bro?" Mitzou continued with his interview.

Miley shrugged. "I dunno they've disappeared too.." she sighed again. "Do you wanna have something?"

"Anything.." Mitzou said flopping on the sofa and hunting for the remote control.

"There's tea in the pot in the fridge, or maybe I could make you some cold coffee if you need a cold drink—"

He shook his head emphatically. "I'll puke.." he told her, still hunting for remote control, "Damn! Where the hell is the bloody thing!" he swore to himself throwing the cushions around the place and accidentally hitting Miley on her face with one of the cushions. Miley gasped, her eyes widened, then shut tightly and she cursed in very unladylike way, spitting the feathers out of her mouth. Mitzou chuckled.

"Next time, you hunt for anything..." she started, still spitting out feathers, "I'm gonna stay out of the way.." she said rushing in the kitchen.

Mitzou chuckled as he followed her, "Look, I'm sorry." He said patting her shoulder, then let her go, taking a plate of sandwiches and a pot of cold drink from her and leaving her shoulder burning from his touch.

"Why don't you sit down while I serve you snacks.." she suggested, suddenly feeling crowded by his big, gangly body in the enclosed space.

"Or we can take the sandwiches out in the porch and just listen to the rain.." Mitzou suggested.

"Its raining?" Miley asked looking up.

Mitzou nodded, "It started right after I came home.." he said looking at Miley and waiting for a reaction from her. "Its very cute to sit out like that you know," Mitzou continued blushing.

Miley looked up a bit shocked but nodded her head in agreement. She grabbed the sandwiches and proceeded out onto the screened porch with Mitzou right behind her pumpkin juice in hand. They sat in silence just listening to the rain and eating their sandwiches. Until Miley spoke up, "You know what this reminds me of?"

Mitzou swallowed before shaking his head, "No, what?"

"It reminds me of Quidditch.."

"Quidditch?" Mitzou asked, raising his eyebrows. "Isn't it the wizard's game that resembles basketball?"

"Hmm.." Miley sighed dreamily making Mitzou groan.

"Please don't sigh like that..." He pleaded her mentally. "I'll j.. just... go..." he started. Miley looked into his eyes searching. "I'll... just... go...to... the.. toilet.." he said and she nodded.

And he went back upstairs two at a time, clutching on his pride like grim death and lecturing himself with stride for his unruly libido. He was running out of time. He had to tell her that she had managed to capture his heart and constant thoughts. The redhead with hazel eyes, he could stare in to for hours had charmed every corner of his mind and soul; she had been hitting his heart, with her every touch and word she would beside upon him, which made him constantly light-headed, warm inside, sent shivers up and down his spine and the familiar feeling of butterflies arise in side of him every time she looked at him. He turned and walked toward where Miley sat with her back leaning unto the pillar, looking at the rain. She looked beautiful even in the greyish rains; the only sound that could be heard coming from her direction was the sound of the rains and her sighs.

Miley sighed as she leant to the pillar. It was high time she told Mitzou how much she loved him. "Oh, damn.." she said hitting her head hard on the pillar. It was the first time in her life that she had fallen badly for someone. She sighed as she looked at her hands. It seemed just yesterday when she met Mitzou and fell for him badly. But, Mitzou hated her... tears collected in her eyes. Looks like he hates me.. she thought trying not to let the tears fall off her cheeks. But it was too late, tears had started to roll down her cheek. Suddenly she heard someone clear their throat. She shrieked and spun around.

"What's wrong?"

Miley sighed and pressed a hand to her heart. "You frightened me!"

Mitzou smiled as he sat beside her. "Again, didn't I?" Miley had a sudden and crazy urge to lean against him. "What's wrong? Why the sudden tears in your eyes?" he asked. Miley shook her head trying to scrub away the tears.

"I was remembering how happy I was to reunite with my brother after the Final war.." she said.

Mitzou turned, a little frown pleating his brow. She wanted to straighten out the creases with her thumb. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"Harry didn't know he had a sister." Miley answered giggling hysterically.

"What?"

Miley nodded. "He came to know after the war." She said sighed looking at him.

"How come did this happen?" Mitzou asked genuinely taken aback. Miley smiled and continued,

"I was born before Harry and carted off to an orphanage after I was one..."

"Why?"

"Because, the evil wizard named Voldemort was behind the lives of our parents.."

"Ouch..." Mitzou cringed. Miley sniggered.

"Yep, if he knew I was born, he would have killed me right after my birth.." she said coolly.

"Why did he want to kill you in the first place?" Mitzou asked suddenly fascinated and surprised.

"Because of the prophecy." Miley answered calmly.

"What?"

"Hmm.." Miley shivered and he went back inside and found her a sweater, a lovely cashmere sweater that a lingering trace of his cologne and she cuddled in it.

"Tell me about the prophecy.." he said pulling her a bit closer to him.

Miley explained every detail to him. While she told him the story, he traced the outline of her hand with his finger. When she finished he looked up at her,

"Wow, I didnt know you've gone through so much," he smiled. "I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

"For been so stupid..."

"You've never been stupid, in fact you were the nicest person on this earth..."

Mitzou looked at her. He appeared supremely sorry for her. He didn't know what came over him at that exact moment, but he leaned over and kissed Miley. Miley didn't move away, but she didn't close her eyes either. Mitzou pulled away. "Wow, I'm…sorry…"

Miley was amazed. If she was right, he had just kissed her, and that meant he liked her. No one had ever really liked her before. "Why did you do that?" she asked.

"Because I wanted to say sorry.." Mitzou said blushing. Miley sighed as she leaned back against the pillar.

"Well I guess I will take these plates in," Mitzou said standing up and grabbing the plates.

"Let me help," Miley suggested standing and grabbing one of the plates in his hand.

"Okay," Mitzou said, picking up the plates while Miley picked up the glasses and they walked back into the house.

MWAAHAHAHA! The real story starts after this! Keep reading!