So this is a really really short chapter...my shortest yet...but the next chapter is a bit longer :) and I'm about to start typing it for all my MR fans...I hope yall know that I really love that yall like my story! just saying...well i hope you like this cute little development in my Harry/Hermione story :) even though it's wicked short!

Potter Cottage.

The days following Christmas were a bit stressful for Hermione. Although she was immensely happy with the gifts she had received she noticed some changes in Harry that started to worry her. Many times she walked into the kitchen or another room in the house to find Sirius and Harry talking in hushed tones only to stop the second they saw her. Harry was being distant from her, and avoiding her, and it was really starting to make her worry.

"What's wrong?" She asked one afternoon after finally cornering him in the kitchen.

"Nothing's wrong." He said maneuvering his way around the young witch.

"You're hiding something from me, why?"

"I…it's nothing Hermione." He said trying to make his way out of the kitchen.

"I don't want to lose you." She whispered, but he heard, and it stopped him dead in his tracks. Harry turned back around walked over to his girlfriend and pulled her into a bone crushing hug.

"Oh sweetie, you aren't going to lose me." He said kissing the top of her head.

"Then why are you being so distant and avoiding me?" Harry mentally cursed himself, he should have realized that she would take his behavior this way.

"Because I'm nervous."

"Nervous? Baby why are you nervous?" She said looking up into his green eyes. He looked down at her, she looked so sad, so vulnerable, he couldn't put this off any longer.

"Will you move in with me?" He asked, holding his breath silently praying to Merlin that she wouldn't freak out.

"Move in?" She questioned, he slowly nodded. "That's what you've been hiding? You want me to move in here?"

"No." He said shaking his head, she looked at him confused.

"But…?"

"Come with me, I have something I want to show you." He said grabbing her hand and leading her out of the kitchen and into the living room. He grabbed a handful of floo-powder and stepped into the fireplace with Hermione in toe.

"Potter Cottage." With a flash of green flames they were gone.

"Potter Cottage?" She asked when they stepped out of the fireplace.

"It's one of the houses I inherited. I want you to move in with me, here."

"Here?" Harry nodded in reply.

"Go take a look around, it needs some work, but it's my favorite out of the three, and plus we have that decorating book to help.

"Is this the real reason Remus gave you that book?"

"Yeah, he figured it would be helpful."

Hermione nodded before she silently started walking around the cozy little cottage. It was a three-story cottage. On the first floor there was a beautiful kitchen and eating space, a large living room, and a spacious master suite. The second floor had four bedrooms, each with their own bathroom. Harry followed her around the house silently, only adding comments here and there. When she was done looking at the second floor, he grabbed her hand and asked her to close her eyes. Harry led her upstairs to the third floor, to where he was sure her favorite part of the Potter Cottage would be. Once they had made it to the top of the stairs, he let go of her hand and gently covered her eyes.

"Are you ready to see your favorite place in Potter Cottage?" Hermione nodded against his hands. Harry removed his hand and Hermione opened her eyes and gasped. The entire third floor was a massive library. Harry knew this house would need a lot of work, especially this room, but he knew Hermione would love this house because of the library. It was one of the main reasons he chose this house instead of the other two. This house had most everything they would want, a huge library, room to grow, and Harry's personal favorite, the outside.

"Oh Harry! It's amazing!" Hermione said from next to one of the many bookcases. "There is so much history here!" Harry smiled as his girlfriend browsed the shelves, looking at the old tomes.

"Mione, sweetie, I know you would love to spend the next two years in here uninterrupted…" He paused when she turned to him pouting. "But I want to show you my favorite part of this house." She nodded and extended her hand, Harry grabbed it securely and led her down to the first floor and out the back door in the kitchen.

"Oh wow! Is that…is that a Quidditch pitch?" She asked pointing to the side of the house.

"Yes and that's the English Channel." He said turning her attention to the beach that was within walking distance.

"Oh Harry this place is amazing."

"So will you?"

"Will I…?" She asked still looking at the beach.

"Move in with me, after we graduate?"

"Oh, I forgot I hadn't given you an answer." She turned to face him. "Harry, I would love to move in here with you when we graduate from Hogwarts."