Disclaimer: If I owned Grey's Anatomy I have no idea what I'd be doing right now. But I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be curled up on my couch in a pair of leggings and an oversized hoodie posting an update of a fanfic online.

Sorry this took a couple of days...busy with work and family stuff. 3D life and all that jazz. But it's here now...and it's kind of filler and kind of not filler all at once if that makes any sense. It probably doesn't but oh well. Lol.

Enjoy!

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"I can't believe you took me to see Harry Potter," Meredith giggled as we walked down the street holding hands.

"Why wouldn't I?" I asked.

"Der…last date we went mini putting. And now a kids movie," she pointed out, smiling widely at me. "Do you actually remember what age we are?"

I leaned over and kissed her quickly. Another week had passed since Cristina and I had figured things out and we had finally squeezed in enough time for another date. This dating thing was harder to schedule than I had imagined. But it was well worth it to see that grin on her face.

Even if she was complaining about my cheesy dates.

"You loved the mini putt," I laughed, letting go of her hand to wrap my arm around her. "And you loved the movie."

"Doesn't change the fact that they are very juvenile dates," she laughed, leaning into me.

"I can think of more mature dates," I winked, before pulling her close into my arms and kissing her deeply.

I was getting used to this again. Used to pulling her into my arms and smelling lavender all around me as I kissed her hard. She was blending into me again, melting into my arms. It hadn't actually felt like this since before Addison and it was back again. It was perfect, well not quite perfect yet but something about it felt like it was most definitely on the way toward being perfect.

"Hmm…" she moaned against my lips. "Soon, Der, I swear."

"Not complaining," I shook my head. "This is…perfect."

"It is," she nodded. "But still…Harry Potter?"

"I had to see it," he groaned. "If I don't see it my nieces and nephews will never let me live it down."

"So you dragged me on a date to keep your nieces and nephews happy?"

"Yes," I grinned. "And everyone loves Harry Potter."

"You love Harry Potter," she giggled.

"I do," he nodded. "When I was little I wanted to be a wizard. Before I figured out they didn't really exist, I definitely wanted to be a wizard. After that it changed to a magician but yep, I would have loved to go to Hogwarts."

"I wanted to be a ballerina," Meredith grinned.

"I didn't know you danced," I frowned slightly.

"I didn't," she sighed, her head against my shoulder. "Well, I did. For a year. When I was four my dad signed me up for it. But he left…and my mom…she didn't have time."

"But you loved it," I sighed. Meredith hadn't gotten what she deserved since day one. And something felt entirely wrong about that. She was my Meredith, my wonderfully perfect Meredith and she deserved everything in the world. If she had wanted to be a ballerina she deserved to go to any class they could find. Hell, if she wanted to be an astronaut she deserved her own rocket ship.

And yes, a voice in the back of my head knew it was insane to love a woman that much.

But I didn't actually really care.

"I loved it," she nodded. "I…it was nice feeling like I was the one people were paying attention to. I didn't actually realize that at the time, but looking back, I liked it. And just…I really liked it."

"I'm sorry you had to give it up," I sighed.

"I had to give up a lot of things," she shrugged, barely looking fazed by the admission. "You get used to it after a while."

"You shouldn't have had to," I shook my head. "You didn't have a great childhood, did you?"

"It was crap," she shrugged. "My mom…I think she tried her best, I really do. I don't blame her for messing up. Her life was hard…and I don't think she should have been a mom. But…yeah, it was crap. I lived through it."

"You lived through it and came out amazing," I smiled. "But still, a childhood isn't something you should have to live through."

"I know," she nodded. "But its okay, Der. I'm happy. My life is…its good."

"Good," I nodded, even though something still hurt inside. Because the fact Meredith's life was good now didn't actually make up for all the not good it was in the past before we had each other.

Crazy irrational thought number two.

"What was your childhood like?" she asked.

"A movie," I laughed. "Over protective Mom. Too many sisters to drive me mad. And from what I remember a completely involved Dad. It was definitely like something from a Disney movie."

"That sounds perfect…" Meredith breathed.

"It was in a lot of ways," I smiled. "Sometimes, when I got a little older it was hard…but yeah, it was a good way to grow up."

"You're going to want me to meet them all eventually, aren't you?" she whispered.

"Eventually," I nodded. She'd have to; at that wedding I was most definitely planning in the back of my mind. "But no rushing, whenever you feel ready for it is fine."

"They're not all like Nancy, are they?"

"Definitely not," I laughed.

"Good," she smiled. "I'm…I'm going to have to hear a lot more about them before I agree to go."

"Of course," I nodded.

She didn't outright say no. She suggested that maybe, eventually, she'd be willing to meet them, willing to come home with me and emerge herself into my far too large family. I didn't even want to emerge myself in that mess half the time and yet here Meredith was volunteering to do it eventually.

She really was amazing.

"Seriously…Der…Harry Potter?" she all of a sudden said again.

"Seriously," I frowned. "It's great. The books are better than the movies. They leave a lot out of the movies."

"Like what?"

"Well that prophecy," I explained. "In the book it was a bit of a controversy because how it was worded it could apply to either Harry or Neville, but obviously they didn't put that in the movie."

"Oh," she nodded.

"It wasn't as bad as the third movie though."

"What was wrong with the third movie?"

"They left out so much important information, like who Padfoot, Prong, Mooney and Wormtail were. And why they were animagus in the first place. And the significance of Harry's patronus being a stag."

"You're kind of a dork, aren't you?" she giggled beside me.

"I told you, my nieces and nephews insist that I keep up to date," I groaned.

"Der…you haven't seen or talked to those nieces and nephews in over a year," she argued.

"Oh….umm…shut up."

"It's okay," she laughed as we approached her door. "I still want a fourth date even if you are some weird Harry Potter dork."

"Good to know," I nodded. "And this is where I leave you."

"What? You're not coming in…" she frowned.

"No, I'm not coming in," I shook my head, smiling at her. "Tonight is date night and if I go sleep in your bed…date night will only end in one way. And we're not quite ready for that, so I'm sleeping at the hotel tonight."

"Oh," she frowned.

"It will happen soon," I smirked. "And I am willing to kiss you goodnight."

"Well, that's a relief," she giggled.

I leaned forward and found her lips, pressing my own against them hard as I breathed her in. I really did love kissing her. The way her tongue played against mine, her teeth clashed against my mouth, everything. She was a damn good kisser. And she was mine.

"I had a good time," she smiled as she pulled away, her cheeks flushed.

"So did I," I nodded.

"Goodnight, Der."

"Goodnight, Mer."

All you can say

All you can feel

Was wrapped up inside that one perfect kiss

Leave it at that:

I'll watch you turn the corner and go...

So nothing much to say...the joy of filler. They talked about their childhood's a teeny tiny bit. And they talked about Harry Potter. Mainly because on that really cute video of Paddy visiting the girl in the hospital he says he's taking Talula to see Harry Potter...and it was hot...so yeah, Derek is a Harry fan, lol. I figure my dad is so why not Derek.

And I fully plan to update this tomorrow...with something that's not filler.

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