Title – Harry Potter: Return to the Chamber
Author – Grace the Amazing Cracker
Rating – PG13
Genre – Romance
Disclaimer – I own nothing, nor do I claim to be J.K. Rowling. If I was, would I really be posting my stuff on FanFiction.Net? I didn't think so. All I own is my Dream Street CD, my insane little mind, my love for R/H fics, and Jesse McCartney's leash (although I wouldn't say no to Draco!)
Summary – It's Ron and Hermione's wedding day. The day they've been waiting for all their lives. Yet, something is missing…
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It was the last day of their seventh year at Hogwarts – the place where they had spent the last seven years of their lives, the place where they'd had several unforgettable adventures together.
Ron and Hermione, with the aid of the Invisibility Cloak, sneaked into a secret room that night. The same one that they had discovered some years ago and shared passion for each other almost every night for the past three years, unbeknownst to Harry.
But Harry wouldn't ever know, not ever. He would never know of Ron and Hermione's secret affection for each other. He would never learn about the sweet romance they whispered into each other's ears while they held each other close to themselves in the dim silvery moonlight. Never.
For Harry Potter was dead.
Author – Grace the Amazing Cracker
Rating – PG13
Genre – Romance
Disclaimer – I own nothing, nor do I claim to be J.K. Rowling. If I was, would I really be posting my stuff on FanFiction.Net? I didn't think so. All I own is my Dream Street CD, my insane little mind, my love for R/H fics, and Jesse McCartney's leash (although I wouldn't say no to Draco!)
Summary – It's Ron and Hermione's wedding day. The day they've been waiting for all their lives. Yet, something is missing…
***
It was the last day of their seventh year at Hogwarts – the place where they had spent the last seven years of their lives, the place where they'd had several unforgettable adventures together.
Ron and Hermione, with the aid of the Invisibility Cloak, sneaked into a secret room that night. The same one that they had discovered some years ago and shared passion for each other almost every night for the past three years, unbeknownst to Harry.
But Harry wouldn't ever know, not ever. He would never know of Ron and Hermione's secret affection for each other. He would never learn about the sweet romance they whispered into each other's ears while they held each other close to themselves in the dim silvery moonlight. Never.
For Harry Potter was dead.