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Home.

The rain poured down on the streets as she looked out of the window. She was in America, heading to Rome in a few hours. Sighing, she turned to look at the letters she had written. They laid on the table in the small hotel room she had rented. A tear rolled down her cheek, quickly followed by more. She ignored them as she remembered the fight. Their words were cold, flat.

"Your leaving," He stated, staring at her luggage. She turned quickly and nodded. "I have to, for work," She said shrugging. He raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

"It's always for work," He said walking to the bathroom. She looked over, a glare on her face. "I only have my job," She said as he turned to her. She could see the hurt in his amber eyes.

"I didn't know I meant nothing to you," He said coldly. Her eyes widened as she realized how it sounded. Groaning she walked towards him. "I didnt mean that, you know I love you and that you are my everything," She said reaching out to him. He stepped out of her reach and shook his head.

"Then why don't you ever invite me to go on your trips with you," He asked, once again raising his eyebrow. "You know I can't," She said pleading, for him to understand as she looked at her watch. She needed to go.

He laughed as he saw her look, but it was harsh. "Fine, then go," He said shaking his head. She reached out to him to say something but she shut and locked the door. She groaned as she grabbed her luggage, taking another look as she left the room.

That was two weeks ago. She missed him, and wanted to go home. But she couldn't, she had to go to Rome, then Ireland. Sighing, she grabbed her repacked luggage and headed out the door. She sat in the airport, looking down at a photo of her and her friends and boyfriend. She missed them all. But, she missed him the most.

Her flight to Rome was ready, she walked onto the plane. Waiting to get there. A few hours later, she walked off the plane and out of the airport to the cab that was waiting for her. She got in and headed to her hotel. Once checked in, she went to her room. She didn't want to be here. She set her bag on the floor then sprawled on the bed, passing out with jet lag.

A few hours later she sat up breathing hard, tears rolling down her face. 'I have to go home,' She thought as she stood up. She grabbed her wand and shrunk her bag. She put it in her pocket and glanced at the clock. It was two in the morning at home, but she didn't care. She grabbed her wand and spun in her place. She felt sick as she landed in the familiar living room.

She dropped her wand and rushed up the stairs, taking them two at a time. She opened the door and looked in at the man she loved. As she opened the door, she saw him sitting up in bed reading. She smiled at the site, onle he would do this. He looked up, seeing her smiling with tears running down her cheek.

"Hermione," He said looking up confused. She was supposed to be gone for a couple more weeks. She ran over to him, climbing onto him so she was straddling him. She grabbed the book and sat it on the bedside table as she marked the page he was on. "Im home Remus, and I am never leaving without you again," She stated as she leaned down and kissed him. He smiled against her mouth as he grabbed her hips and pulled her closer. She smiled as well as she ran her hands through his sandy brown hair.