Hello, my name is Megha and I am fan of Harry Potter book series. Harry, Hermione, Draco, Ron, Snape, Voldemort (Tom) and Luna being my favourite characters, I love Harry-Hermione, Draco-Hermione, Tom-Hermione and sometime Harry-Luna as a couple. There are characters that I couldn't connect with. No matter how and what they are, I just couldn't find a connection and one such character is Ginny.

I don't hate the character but I don't like it either. I seriously prefer Harry and Hermione together as a couple. That's why I am gonna write this fan fiction because this will give me the peace that I want, the satisfaction that at-least somewhere Harry and Hermione are together as a couple.

Apologies for the mistakes in advance. So here's the prologue and it is quite random :: I hope you'll like it ::

PROLOGUE

"I knew you would be here."

Harry didn't turn around, didn't ask anything because he knows that Hermione know him more than anyone even himself. So he didn't need to hide those uncontrollable tears that flowed down his cheeks. He just sat there, head bowed down, shoulders slumped, just tired. He was tired of playing the role of the saviour, the boy-who-lived, the man-who-conquered. Harry wanted peace.

Without saying anything Hermione sat beside Harry and hooked her arm with his and laid her head on his shoulder. She didn't ask any question, she didn't have to. She knew Harry needed peace, he needed the security, the love that he never got during his childhood. She just sat there close to him, just by his side, giving him her silent support and waiting for him to say something.

Harry placed his hand over hers and sighed, "This isn't what I had imagined it to be." Hermione intertwined their fingers, "I had thought that after this ends, that after we defeat Voldemort I will get the peace, the contentment that I wanted. I thought I will be happy but surprisingly I am not. It just doesn't feel right."

Hermione smiled softly and raised her head to face Harry, "I am not surprised you feel that way Harry. I feel the same." Hermione's statement made Harry gaze into her beautiful chocolate colored eyes, "For seven years our lives revolved around fighting and trying to defeat Voldemort and now that he is no more, it seems as if time has stopped. Everything slowed down and the sudden change is so overwhelming. It's been two months since that day and it still..." Hermione closed her eyes and laid her head back on Harry's shoulder, "This doesn't feel home to me too."

Harry wanted to say something but before he could utter even one word he heard Ginny calling him, "Harry! Come on inside everybody is waiting for you!" that made Harry sigh again. He didn't want to go inside the Burrow to celebrate his win over Voldemort, the win of light over dark.

Almost everybody was there celebrating their win in the Second Wizarding War. The late celebrations owed to the first two months of grieving, mourning and adjusting to the changes that the war brought. They won but at the cost of the lives of their loved ones and Harry felt responsible for all those who were now dead. He didn't feel like celebrating with the burden of numerous deaths heavy on his heart.

"Come with me?" Harry asked kissing the top of Hermione's head.

Hermione raised her head from his shoulder and replied, "I don't feel like going back inside."

Harry smiled and held her hands in his tightly, "I am not talking about going inside the Burrow. Will you come with me to some place quiet and peaceful? Just the two of us." His tone was almost pleading.

Hermione smiled softly, "I'll go anywhere with you." She said.