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Summary: Harry comes to his new home, and finds Hermione there waiting for him.

Chapter Two: Godric Hollow

Harry was stunned. Why, in all the years he had known Hermione, had this not occurred to him before? He had the slightest idea. Shortly after, the movers finished loading his possessions, and with a last look at his apartment building, he disapparated.

When he reached his destination, he turned around quickly to make sure he was in the right place. There was an old wooden sign nailed to a tree that read

GODRIC HOLLOW

Yes, this was indeed the place. He began to walk down the road, and he was amazed at the beauty of this area. He passed a quaint little house on his left; this belonged to his Godfather Sirius Black. His name had been cleared at the end of Harry's seventh year. Right across the street was a house that looked identical to the Shrieking Shack, only years younger. This, he was certain, belonged to his favorite teacher of all time.Remus Lupin. He passed a few more houses, and then he reached one with a "For Sale" sign still in the yard. He realized this must be his home, as he had never seen it before. He chose to buy the house by correspondence, since he hadn't had the time while he was in England to look for a place. Sirius had told him there was a home for sale close to his own, so he had said that he would buy it, no matter what.

He stood, admiring his new home. It was wonderful. It was what muggles would call "a modern home".brick, two story, the house itself seemed to glow. He walked inside, and looked around. It was everything he'd hoped it would be and so much more.

"Harry? Is that you?"

"Yeah! Hermione?"

"It is I!"

Harry nervously walked into the kitchen, and there she was, standing with her back to him putting some dishes into the cabinet. She turned around, and Harry gasped. She looked beautiful.

"Thought I'd come over and help you settle in," she said.

"Thanks, but really. You don't have to."

They stared at each other for a few tense moments, and it was Hermione who broke the silence.

"So. Ron and I are to be married on July 27th."

"But-that-that's tomorrow!" Harry exclaimed.

"Yes, Molly and Arthur were quite displeased that we waited until this late to tell them."

"I would imagine so! You could've sent me an owl you know!"

"I know Harry, I am sorry."

Harry decided to change the subject.

"Do you really love him?"

"I.of course I do."

"Ah Hermione, you don't have me convinced."

"Well I-I-uh-Just don't know for sure."

Harry's heart leapt. He might actually have a chance! He also knew that it was now or never.

"Hermione" he began.

"Yes Harry?"

"I'm in love with you. Since before we left Hogwarts all those years ago, I just wasn't sure until yesterday. I knew I had to tell you. I know this is all wrong, but heck. I'm not one for sticking to the rule book."

"Harry. I love you too."

He pulled out his wand, pointed it at Hermione and exclaimed "accio!"

She floated across the room, into his arms, and he kissed her. After what seemed like an eternity, she pulled away.

"Oh Harry. I do love you, but I also love Ron and I've invested a lot into our relationship. I can't go back on that now, don't you see? I have to go. I'm sorry."

With that, she ran out of the house and disappeared, leaving Harry dumbstruck.