(Terribly sorry about the wait… I kind of forgot about the story. The good news, though, is that I'm hopefully a better writer now, at least according to my friends. I realized I spelled a lot wrong when I reread it…

Anyway, let's see if I can get back into the story yet again!

One more thing: Sorry about the change in PenName… I don't squeek anymore…

TheHPHGKnightWhoSaysNi)

A half an hour later…

"Wow, this pot roast is great, Mrs.Granger," Harry said, wiping the side of his mouth with his napkin and laying said napkin back down on his lap. Hermione laughed.

"Um, Mom? I think we have to bring Harry back now. Though, I don't exactly know how I'm going to get there…" Hermione said, trailing off. She looked down at her plate, moving around the meat and then glancing at her mother as if she had all the answers.

"Why don't you fly there, deary?" her mother said as if it was the obvious thing in the world. "Just make sure you cast a Disillusionment Charm on yourself before you come home. Ride in the car with Harry on the way there, then fly on the way back."

Harry raised an eyebrow at Hermione. "I thought Muggles didn't know about spells like that."

Hermione smiled. "Well, I tell her everything, so she and Dad know exactly what spells are what exactly. It's kind of like they are witches and wizards themselves… just… they aren't," she finished off, lamely.

Harry moved to get up and grabbed his and Hermione's plate, but Hermione ushered him to sit down and grabbed the plates herself. She walked them over to the sink. Her mother looked outside.

"Hermione? I have to go out and do some yard work .Would you and Harry mind if you could wash the dishes and then take Harry home? On second thought, I want to say goodbye to him before he leaves, so just come and find me once you are done," Mrs. Granger said, giving her daughter a smile before walking out the back door.

Harry got up to help 'Mione with the dishes when she motioned him to sit yet again. She took out her wand and flourished it, making the dishes wash themselves. Harry, yet again, raised an eyebrow.

"What's that for?" he asked, walking over to her. "I wanted to throw soap at you."

Hermione smirked. "That's exactly why I wanted to do it by magic, Mr. Potter. And then, I could also have time to do this."

She stood on her tiptoes, kissing him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing her up against him. She pressed her arms against his chest as he deepened the kiss.

Hermione broke away first, looking up at Harry. His eyes were closed and then fluttered open a few seconds after.

"Wow," he said.

She swatted him with a towel.

(15 Minutes Later…)

"MOM!" Hermione called, stepping out into the backyard. She had shrunken her broom into her pocket and Harry was upstairs, gathering what few belongings he had left behind (Watch, socks, ect.).

Mrs.Granger jumped up, shocked. Apparently, she had been listening to music before her daughter had shouted at her. She walked over to Hermione.

"Harry going home?" She asked. Hermione nodded.

Mrs. Granger walked inside the house and over to Harry, who had come down the stairs a few moments previously. She hugged him. He raised an eyebrow at Hermione. She shrugged.

"Now, if you get into any trouble, you come straight here. We'll keep you again at anytime. Just make sure to bring clothes next time, alright?"

Harry blushed and thanked her. He and Hermione walked out to the car and drove away.

The car ride was uneventful. Both could tell that neither wanted to leave each other's company.

They got to Privet Drive quickly and Harry sighed, parking the car in the driveway. He knew that he would be in trouble because he took the car overnight. He grudgingly got out of the car and opened the door for Hermione. He walked over to her nonchalantly and leaned over to her ear.

"You might want to walk a block or two before flying. The Dursley's don't like witches and wizards, but you know that of course."

Hermione nodded and kissed him thoroughly. Harry half-smiled and walked to the doorway, turning around and waving to her. He saw her wave back and walk away before he got into the house. He knew he was in trouble the moment he entered.

"Boy! Here! Now!"

(Once again, terribly sorry about the wait. Life has been pretty hectic, let's just say. Please review! No flames please!

Oh. And you can include something you want to see in the story. I'm up for suggestions!

Sincerely,

TheHPHGKnightWhoSaysNi)