A/N: Hey guys this is bit of a short chapter, the holidays and writers block havent helped but hopefully this will help it pick up momentum again. So I'm sorry for taking so long on updating. Thank you so much for reading it this far and I hope you enjoy this chapter. Reviews are appreciated. A special thanks goes out to my girlfriend, love of my life, and beta reader Ryder28. She's the one who gave me the courage to write in the first place. She has a really good story of her own too. Her story is a Draco and Hermione fic ( Which I never though I'd like ). It's amazing and I highly suggest reading it. Its called "Come back to me". Thanks again guys... Enjoy.
Harry took a big gulp of pumpkin juice out of the cravat he was currently holding when he heard the ding from the oven indicating that what ever was inside was finished. That's when he heard Hermione utter "I love you". Harrys mind went into overdrive. Did he really just hear what he though he heard. Was she, Hermione Granger, actually giving him a confession of love. Was it the kind of love he wished for, or was it the same kind of love he had come to expect from her over the years, love like that of a sisters. Being careful not to set himself up for pain and heart ache he replied. "Love you too, 'Mione" turning almost simultaneously to put the pumpkin juice back into the refrigerator. "No... Harry... Listen to me..." Hermione moved closer to Harry as he turned back to face her, she was now only inches away from him. Hermione locked her honey brown eyes with his emerald green ones.
"I'm in love with you, Harry" this time she used her trademark bookworm, know-it-all tone that Harry knew she only used when she wanted to make a factual statement. Harry froze, it was true. She loved him. Hermione Jean Granger, loved him. If Harry though his mind was in overdrive now, what came next really sent him into a frenzy. Hermione leaned her head up towards Harrys and kissed him. Instantly Harry could feel every fiber of his being burst with joy. In all of his dreams he could never of imagined it would be this amazing, feel this right. He felt like he was finally home. When they finally parted, and only for the sake of needing oxygen, did Harry finally speak. "Hermione, You... Have no idea how long I've been wishing you would say those words to me. I love you too... I love you more then you will ever know" Harry wrapped his arms around a now teary eyed Hermione and gave her a kiss to seal his confession. After what felt like an eternity they parted their lips once more. "Dinners ready." Hermione breathed.
Dinner seemed to fly by for the two. Hermione told Harry about her day, and how excited she was to finally be well and able enough to make him a 'thank you' dinner. She told him about Rons earlier visit and how he was seeking treatment in the States. Harry told Hermione more about his departments raid in Ireland and how Draco Malfloy, of all people was the undercover auror from whom reported Yaxleys location and was the soul reason Harry wasn't hit with a particularly nasty curse that could of landed him in St. Mungos, or worse, cost him his life. Hermiones only comment on that was about how she knew one day, Draco would come to his senses and end up being a somewhat decent person. After the heavy conversation of near misses and problem riddled friends their conversation moved onto lighter subjects, like the old days. Before dark lords and Horcruxes, and remaining death eaters... Way before they ever became 'responsible' adults. They laughed and reminisced. The tension that seemed to hang in the air earlier in the night was completely erased. The pain and heartache the two experienced in the past seemed silly and they both agreed could of been avoided long ago had they been more Gryffindor and just admitted their love from the moment they realized it in the first place.
After they finished eating they cleaned their plates and proceeded into Harrys living room. Harry plopped down onto his leather sofa and let out a sigh of contention "Jeez Hermione, if you cook like this all the time, not only will my wallet get fatter from the money I'll save on ordering take out, but I'll get fat too!" Hermione giggled at his remark while falling into the sofa next to him. Conversation seemed to cease once more as Harrys emerald green eyes locked with the honey brown eyes that sat next to him. Harry inched towards Hermione slowly, until no space separated them. Reaching up he cupped Hermiones soft cheek and leaned in for a kiss. As their lips met for the third time that night Hermione couldn't help but feel a burst of emotions inside her. It was like their was a plethora of Weasley Wizard Wheezes Wildfire whiz-bangs going off inside of her. When they both emerged to catch their breaths Harry whispered " 'Mione, How did we get here... How am I this lucky to... To have all of my dreams come true so suddenly" Hermione barely chocked out Harrys name when all of a sudden a loud roar could be heard from outside. Harry and Hermione jumped off the sofa knowing this sound all too well... It was the rushing sound of cursed fire... The same fire that destroyed the contents inside the room of requirement all those years ago. Harry and Hermione both froze in shock in the middle of reaching for their wands. They heard the voice of none other then Ginevra Weasly " I LOVED YOU HARRY... BUT THAT WHORE RUIEND US... SHE RUIEND MY BROTHER... FOR THAT YOU WILL BOTH PAY WITH YOUR LIVES!"..