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I am so sorry about the late update as well as how short this chapter is. I have been struggling with this story recently and this was originally going to be the last chapter I wrote. The main issue is that my other fanfic I have uploaded keeps overlapping into this story by accident so I am having to be very careful not to cross the two over by accident.

I hope you enjoy this short chapter and fingers crossed I shall get through this writers block and get a few more chapters updated.

The last week before term started flew by, Harry had attended the hearing for the Malfoy's and manage to persuade the court that Draco and Narcissa were forced into becoming Death Eaters. It helped that he had the memories available from both Malfoy Manor and the Final battle. On top of this the pair had visited the Minister of Magic, the post was now being filled by Kinglsey Shacklebolt, to discuss the future of the magical community especially where Muggleborns are involved. "Now do not forget the pair of you are welcome to the Ministry at any time and I must make sure you are both positive you are going back to school? Places are available here for the pair of you."

"Thank you Minister but we are both going back to study, it is good to see you." Those few sentences had been spinning around in Hermione's head since the meeting 'I can see that now I am 'famous' I will have to fight hard to be treated equal.' Hermione was mulling over these thoughts while she checked her trunk one last time, shutting the lid she walked down to the living room and glanced around at what had been her home for the last two months. 'So much has happened in such a short period of time but I have never been happier.' She walked over to the fire place and watched the flickering flames lick the fresh logs that Dobby had placed on the fire no more than 5 minutes ago, sitting cross legged on the floor Hermione became entranced by the flames and allowed her mind to wonder over the events of the last year.

Harry arrived home after spending the day with Dudley in Diagon Alley and found the house unnervingly quiet. After scouting quickly around he walked into the living room and saw the brunette sat in front of the fire staring at it. Shaking his head with sudden amusement he crept up behind her, knelt down, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck.

"Harry James Potter you gave me a right scare." She jumped up and glared at him, the raven haired man was now sat on the carpet grinning brightly.

"Good evening to you too 'Mione." He patted the floor beside of him. Smiling at him she took the seat next to him, rested her head on his shoulder and took a hand in hers.

"Did you have a nice time with Dudley? I'm jealous I had to leave before he saw the Quidditch supplies."

"It was brilliant 'Mione, his face was just frozen into a state of awe and shock. I even brought him some books he was interested in. Can you believe that Dudley and books! Plus a load of sweets and some safe gifts from the twins shop." He was smiling so brightly that Hermione's gaze was drawn from the fire to stare at it, she lent up and kissed him softly. "So tell me why were you staring into the fire when I came back? I thought you would have been packing for the 100th time." He was more surprised by the lack of a swat from the brunette than the following answer.

"I was thinking about this last couple of months and how they have been some of the best of my life. Don't get me wrong I was scared stiff that you were not going to pull through from your coma and I was so relieved that you did. But being here with you, just you, has felt more like home than Hogwarts ever did. I suppose I must thank you for being ... well you and letting me into your life." Whatever else she had to say was removed from her memory by the passionate kiss Harry gave her. The pair broke apart and Harry's insides did a back flip from the smoldering look Hermione was giving him, the same reaction was happening in the latter from the lust hidden beneath the bright green eyes. "Har... Harry have you actually packed for school tomorrow?" The raven haired man jumped up and ran out of the room 'well that is the fastest I have seen him move since the war' she laughed and turned back to the fire. Harry entered his room and threw the last few items, including his Quidditch robes, school robes, text books, reading material and potion ingredients, into his trunk. He turned to his bed to place his shrunken broom in his trunk when he noticed a letter on his bed, he picked it up and opened it.

Dear H Potter

Firstly I would like to thank you for what you did at the Ministry last week for me and my Mother.

I would like to meet you after the sorting ceremony tomorrow evening on the fourth floor in room 4C. It is usually deserted and I would like to make a truce between us if you are willing.

By all means you can bring Miss Granger with you; I would like to thank her in person as well.

I hope to see the pair of you tomorrow evening at 10pm.

Regards

Draco Malfoy.

'Well this might make tomorrow evening interesting, let alone the school year. I shall ask 'Mione, in the morning if she would care to join me. And how comes everyone else is more adept at writing with a quill than I am!' A knocking on his door made him spin around and he was faced with two vials held at head height with Hermione smiling behind them.

"It is your last dosage so drink up. Good night Harry I shall see you in the morning." She left the room with the vials still hovering in front of his face, grinning he downed the two potions and let out a deep sigh 'Maybe this year will be the turning point for my life.'

There we have it a short but sweet chapter. Sorry again and I shall endeavorto have some more chapters for you soon.