The Right Pair of Jeans
Harry and Hermione find comfort and a new adventure.
"And it was like putting on the right pair of jeans. They just fit." Harry and Hermione in a quick drabble on what might have been, before DH came along. Gift fic for Fayevalentine00.
The last of the boxes were packed. Trunks were stacked side by side at the door. The last of their possessions making a floating procession into them. Six months in, well not hiding, but hiding behind so many wards they were nearly impossible to locate, and the solution had flown through the window last week.
An offer for the two of them to study abroad. Where they could take on assumed names if desired. Arranged by Severus Snape of all people. The Canadian University's dean would be the only one aware of who they really were.
Ron and Hermione's relationship was over before it began. His lack of self reliance and esteem made her skin crawl. Harry and Ginny had given it a go as well, but he was still the hero in her eyes, and Harry had never liked the spotlight.
So one night sitting in the hallway of Harry's well hidden house, commiserating over a bottle of some really smooth liquor her parents had bought while on vacation one year, Harry had kissed her.
And she kissed back. And it was like putting on the right pair of jeans. They just fit.
So they were leaving Wizarding Europe behind and heading out on their next great adventure.