A/N: Some smuttiness awaits you in this chapter! Thanks for the reviews guys, I'm glad you're liking it so far :) Thanks to my friend Matt, who has been supporting me through his incessant teasing (BTW Shimmy, I will get you back for that little Trillian incindent).

Everyone had pretty much calmed down by the next morning. Assured that everyone was okay, Fleur and Bill headed to Australia for their honeymoon. Molly was still worried about Ginny, but busied herself with making breakfast. She was buttering the toast when Ginny walked in the door, a dazed-looking Dean following her.

"GINNY!!!" Molly screamed, rushing at her daughter.

"I'm fine mum," Ginny said, brushing her off.

"Where have you two been? I was worried sick!"

"I don't know..." Dean said, glancing around, looking slightly bewildered.

"Dean's still a little shaken up from the attack mum. He apparated us to his grandparents' house. His grandmother asked us to stay until morning so she knew we'd be safe." Ginny said smoothly.

"Smart woman," Molly said.

"Where's Harry?" Ginny asked.

"At his house. Where else would he be?" Molly asked. "Now eat some breakfast..."

Hermione and Luna were on Hermione's bed, engaging in a heaping helping of girl talk.

"So Luna, you and Ron looked...close...last night. What's going on?" Hermione said with a knowing smile.

"Well nothing really...at least not at this moment. I've liked him for awhile now, I just never thought he'd like me. But I'm starting to think that he does." Luna smiled dreamily.

"That's great Lu! You guys would be so cute together!" Hermione gushed.

A faint pink appeared on Luna's cheeks. "Thanks. So how are you and Harry?"

Hermione's face became plastered with a goofy grin. "Luna, it's like something I would have only dreamed about. I've loved him for so long, but I was afraid to tell him. When it looked like he didn't think of me as anything more than a friend, I tried to move on but it didn't work. But when he told me he loved me, I almost didn't believe him. I had heard him say it so many times in my head that it was hard to believe he was actually saying it. I didn't know it was possible to be this happy!"

"So have you two, you know...?"

"Luna! Of course we haven't! We've only been dating two weeks! Of course that doesn't mean I haven't wanted to. It's very difficult to control myself around him. One time before we were together, I passed him in the hall when he was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. A towel! I almost passed out. I'm sure he wants it too, but when we're ready, we'll do it."

Luna nodded. "I'm very glad you two have finally found each other. I always wondered why you weren't together. Wasn't Fleur's dress amazing?" Luna asked.

Hermione nodded. "It was so simple, but so elegant..."

Ron, Neville and Harry were at the kitchen table, participating in Ron's favorite activity: eating.

"So Ron," Harry said between bites, "are you going to tell me what's going on with you and Luna?"

Ron nearly choked on the piece of beef he was swallowing. He gulped and said, "Well, I think I fancy her. And I think she fancies me."

Harry laughed, having realized this long ago. "What makes you think that?"

"Well, she always calls me Ronald, like it's this secret thing between us. It's kind of endearing. And she asked me to dance. Well, more like she dragged me to the dancefloor."

"I thought you thought she was loony," Neville smirked.

"I did when I first met her," Ron admitted, "but last year I realized there's a lot more to her."

"So how long have you liked her?" Harry asked, grinning.

"Well, to be quite honest, probably since the Gryffindor/Hufflepuff match she commentated. Loser's Lurgy indeed!" Ron laughed. "She's a little eccentric, yes, but she's got a good heart."

"Well I hope it works out mate," Harry said.

"Me too," said Neville.

Hermione and Luna entered the room. Hermione gave Harry a kiss and whispered "What's cookin' good lookin'?"

Harry laughed and said, "Well fifteen minutes ago your lunch was. Don't worry, I didn't let it get cold."

Hermione smiled at him and she and Luna went to get a burger, while Ron came back for his fourth.

"Ronald, I do believe that you are a bottomless pit,"

"Why thank you Miss Lovegood," he grinned cheekily.

Hermione rolled her eyes as they joined Neville and Harry at the table.

Harry cleared his throat. "Neville, Luna...Ron, Hermione and I are going to be taking a trip to Godric's Hollow to visit my parents' graves and our old house. We were wondering if you would like to come along with us. We realize that this would be a risk, but you guys have been through a lot with us over the past couple of years. I'm not sure we would have made it out of the Ministry alive without you guys, and who knows how many lives you helped save the night that Dumbledore died-" He broke off here to calm himself down, and Hermione squeezed his hand. "The point is, you guys have been there for us, and if you'd care to, we'd like for you to continue on our journey with us."

Neville nodded. "I'm in. My parents were good friends with your parents, and I'd like to pay my repects to them." Harry gave him a small smile.

"I'm sure daddy wouldn't mind," Luna said, "but what about Ginny? She was there too."

Harry frowned. "Ginny-"

"Isn't allowed to come, becuase our mum won't let her." Ron interrupted. Harry threw him a grateful look. Ron gave him a small nod. He knew about Ginny's attempts to get Harry back, and knew that she would only be a hindrance on this trip.

"I'm glad we're all in this together," Harry said, raising his glass of pumpkin juice. "To friendship."

They all clinked glasses. "To friendship."

"Ron and Luna? Would you mind going to gather supplies? Neville, Hermione and I will find the directions, plan the route and come up with a means of travel. Apparition is too risky since we've never been there before."

"I can drive us there Harry," Hermione said.

"You have a license?" he asked.

"Mum figured I'd need to learn how to get around in the Muggle world as well. Guess it's a good thing, huh?"

"You Granger women are smart cookies," he said playfully.

"You mean we'll be taking a car again?" Ron asked, a bit of fear on his face. "Please not anything like the Anglia!"

Harry laughed. "No Ron, it will be a normal Muggle car."

Neville and Luna, who had never been in a car before, seemed excited by this prospect.

"Well Luna, let's go get us some supplies," Ron said, taking her hand. She waved at the reast of them as they disapparated.

"You'd better go find us something to drive Harry," Hermione said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. "Neville and I will figure out a route."

"You call that a kiss?" Harry asked, an eyebrow raised. "No, no, no Miss Granger. This is a kiss." He backed her up against the wall and pressed his lips to hers forcefully. He let one of his hands fall to her bum. She moaned softly into his mouth, and he overpowered her tongue with his. Hermione felt something poking her abdomen and realized he had an erection. She found this to be a complete turn-on, and returned the ferocity of his kiss. She wasn't quite sure whose tongue was whose anymore when Harry whispered, "I love you," and pinched her bum as he apparated away.

Hermione slowly slid to the floor, trying to calm her heartbeat.

"Wow," Neville said, his eyes wide. "That was just...wow."

"You can say that again," Hermione gasped.

"I'm, er, just going to go look for an atlas," Neville said, leaving the room.

Hermione felt dizzy. Never had a kiss been that completely mind-blowing. If he keeps kissing me like that, I'm not going to be able to hold off much longer. That boy has no idea what he does to me. Or maybe he does and he just likes to torment me. AND HE HAD AN ERECTION! That's certainly never happened before.

Hermione was still trying to process all this as she went up to the library to help Neville.

An hour later, Hermione and Neville had the route for the trip planned. The only problem was that Godric's Hollow was located on an island, and they may have trouble getting there if there was no ferry.

"Well there'd have to be, wouldn't there?" Neville asked, "or maybe a bridge."

"True, but maybe we should bring brooms a backup." Neville nodded in agreement.

Harry appeared just then, holding a pair of keys.

"What did you get?" Hermione asked.

"An American truck," he answered. "The cab is big enough for the five of us to fit comfortably and we can store our things in the bed."

"A sensible solution, Mr. Potter," she said with approval.

"Well I'd hoped some of your sense would have rubbed off on me," he said with a devilish grin.

"Should I leave the room?" Neville asked, looking from Harry to Hermione.

"No Neville," Hermione laughed. "Harry, do keep your libido in check for Neville's sake."

Just then Ron and Luna came in.

"We've gotten the supplies!" Ron said triumphantly.

"Of course Ronald's idea of supplies is FOOD, FOOD and more FOOD," Luna laughed. "I had to remind him we needed other things as well."

Harry laughed. "Sounds like Ron."

"Hey Ron, I know you just got back, but I was wondering if you could go to the Burrow and get your broomstick, and maybe Bill's. And could you possibly ask your dad if we could borrow the tent?" Hermione asked.

"Sure," Ron said. He turned to Luna. "Would you like to come?"

She smiled and put her hand in his, waving to the others as they disappeared with a crack.

"Why do we need two broomsticks?" Harry asked.

"Well, Godric's Hollow is on an island, and we need a way to get there in case there's no bridge or ferry. You and Neville have brooms, and you know there's no way I'm getting on one alone."

"A sensible idea, Miss Granger," Harry grinned.

"Speaking of my broom, I think I'll go get it," Neville said, and he apparated away.

Harry sat down on the sofa. "And who are you going to ride with?"

"Well it depends..."

He smirked. "On what?"

"On who can handle a stick the best, I suppose," she said innocently.

"You know, you're probably much less inept at stick handling than you think,"

"Is that so? Guess we'll have to find out, won't we?" Hermione asked, pouncing on him.

Harry was laying on the sofa, Hermione straddling his hips. She bent and kissed him deeply before raising up and removing her t-shirt, leaving her in her jeans and a blue lace bra. Harry looked at her with a question in his eyes, and she nodded. He moved his hands behind her back and fumbled with her bra clasp before unhooking it. As he removed the thin material from Hermione's body, her breasts tumbled out in front of his face. Harry stared at them, their exquisiteness. He gently ran his thumb over a nipple. Hermione shuddered. Harry carefully brought his mouth to her nipple and ran his tongue around it in slow, deliberate strokes. Hermione gasped. Harry figured this meant that she liked it, so he did it again. She made a guttural noise, and Harry placed his lips around her nipple, lightly nipping it with his teeth. Hermione screamed as a surge of ecstasy hit her, and before he could do it again, she forcefully pressed her lips to his, capturing his tongue with her own. She felt something hit her bum, and turning, realized it was Harry's erection. She turned her full attention to it.

"Well now, this looks like a problem. Problems should be dealt with immediately." Harry's eyes widened as she unzipped his pants and pulled them off. His erection had pushed its way through the slit in his boxers. Hermione, who had never seen a real penis before, let alone one this large, was fascinated by it. She had no idea what she was supposed to do. She had never gone past snogging before now. Think of it as a lolly. As a large bubblegum-flavored lolly. Cautiously, she flicked the tip with her tongue. Harry's hips bucked. She took this as a good sign. She began to slowly circle his shaft with her tongue. Harry moaned, so she did it some more. She held one of testicles in her palm and squeezed gently. Harry had to fight with himself not to explode right there. Realizing that this had a big effect on him, Hermione placed her whole mouth on Harry's penis, and slid it up and down the shaft, allowing her teeth to lightly graze his skin. While doing this, she gave his testicle another gentle squeeze, and Harry couldn't control himself any longer.

"FUCK HERMIONE!!!!!!" he yelled, his entire body shaking as he emptied his seed into Hermione's mouth.

Hermione was surprised by Harry's cum. It had a strange, salty taste, but was in no way unpleasant. She was incredibly surprised by the amount. How can he have that much in there? She swallowed it and looked at him. He was breathing heavily.

"Was that okay?" she asked.

"Okay? Hermione, that was bloody brilliant! I've never felt anything like that before."

She blushed. "We should probably get dressed. The others will be back before long."

They dressed and cuddled up on the couch.

Hermione leaned her head on Harry's chest. "I love you Harry."

He kissed the top of her head. "I love you too Mione. And by the way, you are a superb stick handler."

She laughed, and they stayed in the comfort of each other's arms.

"Mum! It's me and Luna!" Ron yelled.

Molly entered the kitchen. "Hello dear," she said giving Ron a kiss on the cheek. "Hello Luna."

"Hello Mrs. Weasley, Luna said.

"Nonsense, it's Molly, dear," Molly said, enveloping Luna in a hug.

If Luna was surprised to find herself in Molly's arms, she didn't show it. "Okay then, hello Molly."

"Mum, do you think Bill would care if Luna borrowed his broom?"

"No, he and Fleur won't be back for three weeks. I don't like this, but I know it needs to be done. Please be careful. I want every last one of you back here in as many pieces as you left in." She engulfed the teens in a large hug.

"Mum," Ron said, gapsing, "we'll be careful. We've managed to get this far without dying, right?" he asked, grinning.

"You're right, but I'm still going to worry," Molly said, wiping at her eyes with the corner of her apron.

"Don't worry Molly, I'll take good care of him," Luna said, giving Molly a reassuring smile.

"I know you will Luna," she whispered.

"Is dad in the garden?" Ron asked. Molly nodded. "Well then, we'd best get out there. We'll be careful mum, I promise. Love you," Ron said, dragging Luna out the door.

Molly covered her face with her apron and cried.

Arthur was in the garden. "Hi Ron, Luna," he said, wiping the sweat off his brow.

"Hi dad. Would it be okay if we borrowed the tent?"

"Sure. It hasn't gotten any use since the World Cup. It's a miracle really that it wasn't damaged." Ron ran to the shed to collect the tent and brooms. He reappeared a moment later brooms in hand, having shrunk the tent to fit in his pocket.

"You lot be careful, you hear me?" Arthur said. "You're all capable kids. Just keep your wits about you."

"We will dad," Ron assured him. "We should be getting back."

"Yes, I suppose you should. Be careful. Look out for each other." He gave Ron and Luna a small smile as they disapparated.

Ginny came running toward him. "What was that about?"

"Oh, they wanted to borrow the tent."

Ginny snorted. "Why? Are they going camping?"

"No, they're taking a trip."

"Who is?" Ginny asked, alert.

"Well, Ron, Harry, Hermione and Luna, and I believe Neville is joining them as well."

Ginny looked positively livid. "Where are they going?"

"To pay their respects to Harry's parents. Poor boy. Not that it's really any of our bus-"

He stopped, realizing that Ginny was had run to the house. Even from the garden, Arthur heard her bedroom door slam, followed by her shriek of fury.

He couldn't help but worry about his youngest child.