Ok before I start this story I just want to add the regular disclamer I dont own Harry Potter nor the books, movies anything! I am just a broke college student with a lot of imaganation and a bit to much time on her hands! So please dont sue me because I dont really own a dime an you cant get nothing from nothing! Realy you cant!

Harry Potter and the Forever Romance

Prologue

"Albus, Albus, he did it Lord Voldemort broke in to the ministry," McGonagall shouted as she ran down the hallway carrying the Daily Profit.

"I know," Albus said as he finished writing his letter, "It has started," Albus said tying the letter onto the leg of an awaiting owl.

"What are we going to do, they're just children," McGonagall asked as she watched the headmaster send the owl on its way.

"Nothing. Their fate has already been decided all we can do is support them as they make their way through time, Minerva. They have never been just children, sadly; they were robed of that many years ago," Albus said as he watched as time ticked on.

End Prologue

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At Number 4 Privet Drive, unlike other years, Harry found time to get away from his chores and settled down for a nap. Unfortunately the rest of the summer was no different then any other one seeing how his Aunt, Uncle and cousin were treating him like he was the devil incarnate.

Only lately had his dreams given him a break away from the past couple of years of horrors of Lord Voldemort's return and the nightmares of the Ministry of Magic.

"Harry, Harry," Hermione cries filled the night sky. "Why are you out here my love?" Hermione asked as she looked down at Harry lying out on the grass.

Hermione looked no different she looked the same as she did when he had left her at Kings Crossing to go home. The same chestnut brown hair with ringlet curls, the same delicate porcelain features that were only Hermione's.

"Just watching the night sky," Harry said as he held out his hand for Hermione to draw her to the beauty of the night sky only to have his eyes look around his room at Number 4 Privet Drive. His Aunt and Uncle's house and the same room and ceiling he has looked at for the past 5 years since returning form Hogwarts his first summer.

"POTTER, POTTER, POOOOOTEER" Vernon shouted from down stairs "GET DOWN HERE NOW!!"

Harry trudged down the steps towards his Uncle's bellowing voice in the fogy haze from his dream and hearing Hermione's voice calling him MY LOVE repeat over in his head. Descending down the steps Harry slowed as he could see the /person in his dreams with chestnut brown hair with long ringlet curls. Slowly his eyes made it down as he could see the delicate features of Hermione Granger standing in the door way.

Making it down the steps his fog was lifted only to have his arms become full with the delicate body of his Hermione.

"HARRY" Hermione called out running into his arms smothering him into one of her tight hugs.

"What is the meaning of this? Giving out the Dursley family address to other freaks like you?" Vernon bellowed after being revolted by the seen unfolding before him.

"Actually sir" Hermione spoke up after hearing Harry's Uncles out burst. "Harry didn't give me his address Professor Dumbledore gave it to me so I could help Harry get ready to leave on his birthday," Hermione stated looking at Vernon.

"And where do you think you will be staying? We graciously house him, feed him, we gave him Dudley's hand me downs, and Dudley's second bedroom and, AND NOW that Crack-Pot of a TRICKSTER expects US to house another one of his side show freaks," Vernon bellowed at the top of his lungs looking between Harry and Hermione.

"Actually yes I do," said a voice from behind "Not only will you be housing Miss Granger and Mr. Potter until Harry's birthday you will be treating Miss Granger and Mr. Potter with the up most respect as anyone else who ever come to Hogwarts," Dumbledore spoke with authority.

"I will not allow any FUNNY BUSINESS in my house! I will not house a whore in this house. We are highly respected family who has been dealing with a side show freak since the day his parents chose to get them selves blown up! And now you expect me to house his whore!" Vernon bellowed causing pass byes to look at the cause of all of the noise.

"That is enough," Harry cried slowly loosing control of his magic. "Hermione is my friend and only my friend you will not degrade MY HERMIONE in my presence ever!" Harry shouted causing the lights around him to flicker as he pointed his finger at his Uncle.

"My Hermione, did Harry just call me his," Hermione thought to herself as she watched Harry raise his hand to his uncle.

"HARRY" Hermione cried as she felt Harry's magical energy grow around her and Harry. "Don't! He is not worth getting expelled from Hogwarts" Hermione cried as she garbed Harry's hand blocking Harry from using wandless magic.

Watching from the door way Dumbledore could see the power between Harry and Hermione. "Mr. Dursley Harry and Miss Granger will be leaving as soon as the clock strikes 12:01 on July 31 and then there will be no reason for Mr. Potter to ever have to step foot into your house ever again, Harry and Hermione will be adults in the eyes of the wizarding world and have full rights. If you can so graciously house Miss Granger who has never been a problem at Hogwarts until then you will have no reason to ever have to see a witch or a wizard darken your door step ever again. Good day to you Mr. Dursley, Miss Granger, Harry," Dumbledore said as he turned his head in the direction of Harry and Hermione "Oh and one more thing Harry, Miss Granger you are free to use your powers, good day," Dumbledore said as he turned his head back and aparated away.

"Petunia," Vernon cried as Dumbledore aparated away leaving Harry and Hermione at the door.

Taking Hermione's hand Harry guided Hermione upstairs to his bedroom. Pushing the door to his room open Hermione could see that Harry never really unpacked, his school belongings, his clothes were all neatly away in his school trunk. Harry only had a few things out on his night stand, a few pictures of his parents that he owned some recent pictures of the group at school, some homework, a quill and ink. Harry looked to be a guest in his own home, anyone that walked in could see he was living off of the bare essentials of what he needed ready and prepared to leave at a moments notice.

"Harry," Hermione said after she got a good look at his room, "You have lived here all your life and this is it?" Hermione asked extending her hand to the small room he had, the broken bed, the holes in the wall, the broken closet with a hanging door, the sheet, blanket that could never keep anyone comfortable through out the seasons.

"At one time it was smaller," Harry said looking for the humor in life that he had.

"Harry this goes way beyond," Hermione was about to finish her sentence only to be stopped "And in a few days I will never have to see them again," Harry said bring her into his room and shutting the door behind him.

But the one thing that stood out in his room was how hot it was in Harry's room had to be the hottest room in the house. Ever since she walked into the Dursley's she never felt a gush of heat, the walk through the hallway was cool, but once she was at Harry's room door the minute Harry opened the door to his room she felt her face get hit with a tidal wave of heat.

"Harry even guests get air in the summer time and heat in the winter time," Hermione said, completely hurt by how Harry's only blood living family had been treating him.

"Like I said before in a few days it will be all over with an I can be as cool as I want to be in the summer and as warm as I want to be in the winter," Harry said guiding Hermione over to his old bed to sit.

"Hermione I am glad your here but why, I thought that you were going on vacation with your family," Harry said feeling overjoyed that Hermione was here, but still a bit on edge since his dreams.

"Well first things first." Hermione took out her wand and pointed it at the door. "Colloportus," she said fixing the door to Harry's room then twirling her wand. "Glacius," Hermione said as they felt like someone had turn on the air condition on in Harry's room with an instant cool down.

"Before you say anything I read Mrs. Weasleys Witchie Witch Home Making magazine and they showed you how to modify a cooling charm to cool your home over long periods of time. Now that is done," Hermione said. "Onto about why I am here, I got an urgent owl from Dumbledore asking my parents to have me come and, stay with you for a couple of days until your 17th birthday," Hermione explained "There only request is that once it is ok for you to leave the Dursley home they want you coming to stay with us for the remainder of the summer until we have to rejoin Ron and the Weasley Family," Hermione said showing how happy she was she was there with Harry.

"Since it is getting late how about some dinner," Hermione asked as she got up and transfigured one of Harry's muggle pencils into a table for two.

"I am kind of in the mood for Chinese," Harry said thinking of what he wanted for dinner.

"That sounds good, all I need you to do is get a detailed picture of dinner in your mind while your want hand is on top of mine and go with my hand movements while I cast the spell" Hermione said as she guided Harry into place.

"Witchie Witch Home Making," Harry asked with a chuckle as he looked to his side at Hermione.

"Shush," Hermione said as she glided there hands through the air "Pario Cena" Hermione cast as she pointed to the table. Harry and Hermione watched as the table morphed, legs appeared taller and more detailed; two taper candles appeared in the center of the table with a runner going down the center of the table, Hot oriental bowls, with hot food appeared. Two chairs appeared facing the middle of the table.

"WOW" Hermione gasped as she looked over the romantic detail of their dinner.

"Harry," Hermione gasped as she took his hand to look over the table and the food.

"I'm hungry," Harry said as he pulled out the chair so Hermione could sit down. Looking over the food Hermione recognized some of the food, Lo Main, Seafood Soup, Egg Rolls, Wonton Soup, and Crab Legs. Sitting next to Hermione Harry started poring drinks as Hermione filled there bowls with soup.

"So what are we going to talk about," as Harry and Hermione settled in with a feeling of uncomfortable silence and a secret that was begging to come out.