1 Disclaimer: I own nothing within this story except the plot and title.
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3 Chapter One: Surprises
It was a bright summer day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping. At this particular point a man had just apparated onto a quiet little road just outside the village of Ottery St. Catchpole. He was a man of twenty- five, tall, green-eyed, and black hair that didn't seem to want to lie down. He stood in the spot where he'd just appeared for a brief moment, staring at the house in front of him, taking in it's familiarity. It was the Burrow. He had loved coming here during his summers between terms to visit his best friend and his family, but after he had left Hogwarts his job had sent him to America and he and his friends had had been put partially out of touch. He then pushed open the gate to enter the yard. With an anxious twitch, he knocked on the door.
"Come in, Harry!" exclaimed a voice from somewhere within. He recognized the voice as Molly Weasley's. He entered the living room to find Molly and Arthur Weasley, along with Ron, Ginny, and Hermione Granger. Molly ran over to Harry and gave him a hug.
"It has been too long, lad."
"I know, Molly. I know." Harry smiled. He had always felt so welcome by the Weasleys.
"Sorry I'm late everyone. I overslept!" He said embarrassedly.
"No worries, Harry. I was beginning to wonder if you were gonna show!" Ron exclaimed excitedly. "I was just about to go ahead and spill the beans!"
"Well. You better be glad you didn't," Harry said jokingly. "So go on then, what is it?"
"Harry. You'd better sit down for this one" Hermione said, with a grin forming on her face.
Harry sat down on the sofa next to Ginny, who had changed a lot in the six years it had been since he'd seen her.
"Hey Ginny. Where's Neville?" he asked.
"Business with the ministry this morning. He said he'd be over later on."
"Ah yes. I'm looking forward to seeing him."
"Now. Down to business." Ron said, cutting off the conversation between Harry and Ginny.
"Yes. Well. I uh.we.Harry, Ginny, Molly and Arthur.Ron and I are getting married." Hermione finally managed to blurt out.
The silence was deafening. Nobody knew what to say. This was a big shock, or so it seemed.
"It's about bloody time! You guys have been dating on and off for ten years!" Ginny cried.
Harry forced a smile. "Wow. I didn't realize you guys were this serious. This is what I get for being in America for six years. I also have something to tell you. I'm coming back to work here in England!"
"Are you serious???" Ron and Hermione yelled at the same time.
"This is great! My best friend is coming home!" Ron looked as if he could cry.
The rest of the day was mostly catching up on everyone's lives. Neville turned up later on; he had turned into a very successful and valuable member of the Ministry of Magic. Harry learned that Neville had taken Ludo Bagman's place a year ago when he had finally decided to retire.
Harry apparated back to America the next day, and as he watched his possessions being boxed to be shipped back to England, he suddenly had a thought and fell backward over a box, causing the movers to become alarmed, drop his sofa, scare his dog, and send it running down the street. When he finally stood up, he realized what his thought had been. 'I'm in love with Hermione' flashed across his mind once again.
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3 Chapter One: Surprises
It was a bright summer day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping. At this particular point a man had just apparated onto a quiet little road just outside the village of Ottery St. Catchpole. He was a man of twenty- five, tall, green-eyed, and black hair that didn't seem to want to lie down. He stood in the spot where he'd just appeared for a brief moment, staring at the house in front of him, taking in it's familiarity. It was the Burrow. He had loved coming here during his summers between terms to visit his best friend and his family, but after he had left Hogwarts his job had sent him to America and he and his friends had had been put partially out of touch. He then pushed open the gate to enter the yard. With an anxious twitch, he knocked on the door.
"Come in, Harry!" exclaimed a voice from somewhere within. He recognized the voice as Molly Weasley's. He entered the living room to find Molly and Arthur Weasley, along with Ron, Ginny, and Hermione Granger. Molly ran over to Harry and gave him a hug.
"It has been too long, lad."
"I know, Molly. I know." Harry smiled. He had always felt so welcome by the Weasleys.
"Sorry I'm late everyone. I overslept!" He said embarrassedly.
"No worries, Harry. I was beginning to wonder if you were gonna show!" Ron exclaimed excitedly. "I was just about to go ahead and spill the beans!"
"Well. You better be glad you didn't," Harry said jokingly. "So go on then, what is it?"
"Harry. You'd better sit down for this one" Hermione said, with a grin forming on her face.
Harry sat down on the sofa next to Ginny, who had changed a lot in the six years it had been since he'd seen her.
"Hey Ginny. Where's Neville?" he asked.
"Business with the ministry this morning. He said he'd be over later on."
"Ah yes. I'm looking forward to seeing him."
"Now. Down to business." Ron said, cutting off the conversation between Harry and Ginny.
"Yes. Well. I uh.we.Harry, Ginny, Molly and Arthur.Ron and I are getting married." Hermione finally managed to blurt out.
The silence was deafening. Nobody knew what to say. This was a big shock, or so it seemed.
"It's about bloody time! You guys have been dating on and off for ten years!" Ginny cried.
Harry forced a smile. "Wow. I didn't realize you guys were this serious. This is what I get for being in America for six years. I also have something to tell you. I'm coming back to work here in England!"
"Are you serious???" Ron and Hermione yelled at the same time.
"This is great! My best friend is coming home!" Ron looked as if he could cry.
The rest of the day was mostly catching up on everyone's lives. Neville turned up later on; he had turned into a very successful and valuable member of the Ministry of Magic. Harry learned that Neville had taken Ludo Bagman's place a year ago when he had finally decided to retire.
Harry apparated back to America the next day, and as he watched his possessions being boxed to be shipped back to England, he suddenly had a thought and fell backward over a box, causing the movers to become alarmed, drop his sofa, scare his dog, and send it running down the street. When he finally stood up, he realized what his thought had been. 'I'm in love with Hermione' flashed across his mind once again.
