A/N: Thank you muchly to my only reviewer, Miss Hermione Granger 1995. I'd also like to thank you for your review to my fic Give You Up – unfortunately it will probably be a one-shot, at least for the time being. Thanks for your suggestions though! As requested, here is a Harry/Hermione. Enjoy...

Disclaimer: Not JKR, therefore don't own.

Home

You touch. You pull her close to you, needing to feel her soft, warm skin against your own. You seek out her lips and pull her face towards you, knowing you don't have time for games, time for messing around. This is serious; Ron could come back at any moment, and you don't want to have to tell him about the two of you just yet. Better he be prepared, because he's likely to blow his top.

You think back, as you hold her tight, and try to pinpoint the moment when your friendship became more. It's impossible to do; almost as if you were never "just friends". The past few weeks have held more experiences than the past few years, and you will be eternally grateful for them.

Your lips finally meet in a kiss, and you smile through it, against her mouth that tastes like strawberries and sunshine. You're home.

A/N: Thanks for reading; and before you ask, yes I do know sunshine doesn't strictly speaking have a taste. Artistic license, people!