Harry woke up. It was 4:00am in the morning. He was spending his summer at the Granger's. It was a nice, comfortable house. His room, the guest room was large and airy. Hermione's room was beside his. This is what he loved most about the room……….
Hermione had invited Harry to stay with her during the summer break before 6th year. This was the first time, as Ron had always persuaded Harry to go to the Burrow. Harry, though he didn't express it boldly, was very happy about this. Recently he was feeling very happy about everything that had something to do with Hermione…
Harry got dressed in twenty minutes. He and Hermione had gone down to a local mall to shop for muggle wear for him.
"Just look at the state of your clothes. I've seen you in this Blue T-shirt for years", Hermione had said. So now he was dressed in a smart bottle green shirt and a pair of black cotton pants. Hermione had chosen these for him. Smile spread across his face as he thought about this…
Someone knocked the door. " Yes, coming." said Harry. He unlocked the door to find a nightgown clad Hermione staring at him. "Oh, you're up already! Just wait while I change, will you. Then we can go down to breakfast together."
"Together", the word rang in Harry's years like the tune of a sweet song.
He was thinking about their trip to the mall when Hermione called, " Harry, could you come in here please!" Harry went to her room and found her sitting on the bed. "What?"
He said. " I want to speak to you", she said. " Are you enjoying it here? I'm really worried. Specialy after what happened at the ministry. You always seem so distant and dreamy and far-away." " I'm fine, really. I've never felt so good in years! I'm telling you thr truth.
He was saying in his mind, " Look into my eyes and you can see why. Why don't you look into my eyes? Why don't you feel my love?".
" Harry, are you listening?"
" Are you relly really well?".
" Please believe me, Hermione", he said softly.
" C'mon, lets go down to breakfast.." , said Hermione.
" Good morning, Harry. Had a good night's sleep? I heard you two laughing and whispering for ages!" , said Rob, Hermione's dad.
True, yesterday night had been the night of his dreams. He and Hermione had gone out to the balcony. The moon was full, too. They were talking about their various truants together. Harry even dared to put an arm around Hermione. She didn't mind. She may not even have noticed. But still, it was a great feeling.
" Yes, Mr. Granger. Good morning to you both.", said Harry politely.
" Oh Darling, you're too polite. Come and tell me if you want jam or butter on your bread." , said Holly, Hermione's mother.
Harry liked her very much. She was very kind and sociable. She made Harry comfortable in a jiffy. Harry understood she was an extremely talented and respected dentist.