Chapter4

"Ferret…you can't hide from me! Marco…polo…"

"What the hell?" Hermione woke to find some inpatient twit trying to bang down her apartment door. She quickly slipped her wand out ready to pounce on this really stupid idiot who was soon going to get it. Doesn't anybody sleep in on Sundays? she thought. "WHO'S THERE?" she screamed though the door.

A tall man with untidy hair, bight green eyes a lightning bolt scar just above his right eyebrow. He had been walking the corridors for about an hour trying to build up enough courage to go visit one of his best friends. He hadn't seen her for about a year. He felt really guilty because he could never understand her or the way she felt because he really didn't know her that way she had always hid her feelings so well during school. She always looked out for him and Ron but they never got to know how she felt about life. He felt even guiltier since she was a vampire, she had changed drastically since then but he knew that she was still Hermione, Hermione the know-it-all. He had his own life and had barely spent time or in fact made time for her anymore, she had helped him during his darkest time when he thought Dumbledore was dead. He felt that she was the only one that ever understood what he was going though. He was an Auror now and he spent most of his time trying to kill people like her. Before Voldermort died he had made many of them deatheaters thinking that it would be great if he had a army that couldn't really die quickly he even tried to make one of his horcrux's so that if he did die again then he would be able to give that life a try, but as usual Harry Potter came to the worlds rescue. He had staked the vampire with horcrux. Harry was now even more popular then he was when he was in school. He was on chocolate frog cards and even in the new edition of Hogwarts: a history. He hated the fact that he was in the damn book. But the fact he was on the chocolate frog cards still made him laugh. His picture was waving and giving the best smile it could but on a bad day he would cower behind the chair he was sitting on. Finally he decided that it was time he bucked up his courage and just go see her he was a bloody Gryffindor he was the one that killed Voldermort and took out those dementors in third year. He continued his walk to her apartment. Okay I can do this he thought. He stood in front of her door. I can do this, I can do this he thought. He brought his fist up and knocked. "Hope she's not in a bad mood" he smiled nervously he waited a bit then knocked again and again still no answer. Losing his patients quickly "Come on woman!" he said banging on the door harder.

"WHO'S THERE?" Hermione screamed

"Crap she's in a bad mood great!" Harry whispered

"Friend of foe?" came her voice again.

"Friend!" Harry said with the little bit of patient he had left. "God woman let me in! It's cold out here!" the door squeaked open slightly and an eye popped out scanning the person.

"Harry?" she tossed the door open "what are you doing here!" she ran towards him chucked herself on top of him and hugged him to dead. "Oh Harry I'm sorry that I haven't kept in touch I meant to owl you as soon as I got settled here I just forgot." She was still hugging him when a gasping sound came from him "Oh god!" she jumped of him "Did I bite you?" looking worried he looked fine just a little red in the face

"No but you've got a tight grip you nearly strangled me!" the raven head teased. He was smiling at her as she blushed. "Shame Hermione I'm sorry I haven't been to see you I mean I've been quiet busy with deatheaters and va… and all sorts of people. Um… can I come in? Its cold!" she nodded. As he walked in he looked at his surroundings, it was all dark no light at all. "Why's it so dark in here? I mean a little white might brighten you're mood a little." She playfully slapped his head "Ouch… it's true though!" he teased. He sat on a dark green settee with a black "Toudoux" soft wool throw with satin trim and sequins.

"Um do you want something to drink? Tea… Coffee?" she was looking at him still surprised at the fact he came to visit her.

"Can I have something a little stronger? Oh and get yourself something strong too…" he flung a cushion at her.

"hump cheeky… you're lucky I'm in a good mood…you woke me up and seeing as I'm a … well yea I need sleep so fire whiskey that's the only strong stuff I have for you to drink" he nodded as she flung the cushion back at him hitting him in the face. She laughed at his expression. She walked out the room to her bedroom where she kept all her alcohol and her potions that Snape had given her. She went back to Harry taking a whole bottle of fire whiskey and bottle of potion for her. "So Harry what have you been up to?" she said as she walked in the room. He was sitting with his feet pushed up on the coffee table, shoes off, holey socks. She rose her eyebrow at him "Excuse me but no feet on the table! Can't you afford proper socks?" she smirked worthy of a Malfoy.

"Well yes I can afford socks I mean I'm an Auror I get paid quiet a lot thank you very much! They are from Ginny" he still hadn't removed his feet from the table so she shoved them off. "I see you've been hanging around a certain Malfoy" she opened her mouth to snap back "His rubbing off on you!" it was his turn to smirk at her

"For you information I haven't even spoken to him… not once!" handling him the bottle of whiskey "There alcoholic you're nearly as bad as Mungdungus himself" she shot him a glance as she parked herself down next to him. He put his arm around her and she rested her head on his chest. She took a sip of her potion with a small sigh she said "I've missed you, Ron the Weasleys and Ginny" Harry stiffened at the sound of Ginny's name "Harry I'm sorry" she looked up at him to receive a tear drop on her face. He cleared his throat and wiped his face. She could tell that he still hadn't got over Ginny killing herself.

"It's okay I'm getting through it slowly but I'll be fine I know she's in a better place." He smiled at her then kissed her forehead softly. He took a long sip of his fire whiskey. She felt warmth spread through her face. "Are you blushing?" she was bright red "I didn't know you could blush" he smiled at her then took another long drink of fire whiskey. His eyes went all weird.

"SHUT up potter!" she hit him on the arm "It's the potion I'm drinking! Idiot!" he was still smiling at her goofily "You're drunk!" she laughed "you only had like a sip! light weight" his head flopped on to his chest "Harry yoo-hoo sleepyhead?" she pulled the wool throw over him. "Sweet dreams Harry" she kissed his head lightly on his scar. She walked towards her bedroom then stopped. She turned facing the front door, narrowed her eyebrows "Malfoy!" she whispered.

A/N Hello i tried to make them in character but don't know if they are so PLEASE REVIEW coz it will help the story progress and make me happy...

thanking

palak for helping me you are a life saver, sorry haven't let you check our story but i think i'm getting the hang of it. sorry.

pheonix for makeing life difficult and asking me to add certain people.

The two L's in my life thanx's for giving me cool idea's love you 2

felix because without you trying to catch the mouse on the screan i wouldn't have a break every so oftern. little lamby flying through the air and devil lamby grrrrrrrrrr his horn y