Author's Notes: Well, I know I'm not that much of an advanced Harry Potter
fan fiction writer but this is one of my first stories on here. I'd really
had Guilt and Guilt the Sequel written down, and when I found that there
was I place where I could post them online and see what people thought of
them, I was pretty glad. So, here's the next chapter.
The next day, Hermione's parents arrived back home at noon. She sat them down in the living room, asked them about their trip, and then showed them both her ring that Harry had given her. "Harry Potter, my boyfriend, says he'd like to marry me soon, and take me to live at his house…you wouldn't have any problems with that, would you?" she asked.
Hermione's mom and dad were pretty happy that Hermione was engaged. "No, of course not! No problems at all," her father replied.
"Oh, honey, I'm so proud of you!" Hermione's mom said.
"Yes, well, I'm happy myself…that I can be going and living with Harry and all," Hermione said. "I bet you're anxious to get me out of your house," she teased.
"Nah, we'll miss you lots! But we're still proud of you," her mother assured her.
"Is there anything you'll need? For the wedding, I mean," her father asked.
"Well, maybe some money for a good dress and things…but I don't know what all Harry has in store for me, but I'll find out soon. He thinks it's a possibility that he can travel here by Floo Powder tonight," Hermione said. Her parents were muggles, but Hermione had already told them all about Floo Powder and apparating from place to place.
"All right. I'm looking very much forward to meeting the dear," her mother said.
Hermione grinned and said, "Well, you won't have long to wait!"
~
Harry looked around at his living room. Everything in there was set up the way he liked it now. He checked around in the kitchen, dining room, bathroom, his own room, and even around the closets, to make sure that everything looked perfect. "Well, I've done a good job," he said to himself.
He'd found his picture album that Hagrid gave him when Harry was a first year. He picked it up and looked at it a moment. His parents were in just about every picture, and Harry loved looking at that album. He laid it neatly on his bookshelf and stood back and admired all his rooms from corner to corner again.
He yawned and looked at his clock. "Well, I guess I should go and pay Hermione and her parents a visit, her mum and dad should be back by now," he said aloud. This time, he apparated to her house, because Floo Powder was becoming a nuisance. And he also wanted to be clean when he talked to her parents, and not all covered in soot and dust.
When he suddenly appeared in Hermione's living room, she wasn't there. He walked around to their dining room and found her there eating dinner with her parents. "Oh! Hello Harry. I didn't hear you arrive," Hermione said.
"That's because I apparated, didn't use Floo Powder because I didn't want to be covered in soot when I talked to you this time," Harry explained.
Hermione's dad walked up to Harry and shook hands. "I'm Hermione's father, you can just call me Mr. Granger if you like, Hermione's told me her exciting news."
Hermione's mother also walked up. "We have no objections to you marrying our daughter and taking her to live with you as well, and I am Hermione's mom. You can call me Martha," she said.
"Thank you," Harry said. "I understand that she's told you a lot about me. Pleasant things I hope."
"Oh yes! Of course. So…when are you planning on having the wedding?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Well, I was thinking some time in October," Harry said.
"Oh! A fall wedding! Fall's a good season. How big are you planning on it to be?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Oh, not that big. I was just going to invite a few friends over, maybe Hagrid and Professor Dumbledore from Hogwarts too, since they were the staff members I knew best," Harry said.
"In that case, I agree. Aren't you going to invite your Aunt, Uncle, and cousin?" he asked.
"Uh, well, actually I'm not sure they'd want to come and sit through a big ceremony of mine like that. So, no," Harry replied.
"All right. Well, I guess that since it won't be too big and expensive then I won't mind," Mr. Granger told him.
"You don't want it to be big and expensive…or do you?" Harry asked.
"No, just a small wedding with a few people invited is fine with me," Mr. Granger said.
"OK, I guess we're all set to get married in October then, Hermione," Harry told his wife-to-be.
Hermione cheered. "Yay! I can leave my parents' house now!" she teased.
Everyone laughed. "Seriously Hermione, you won't mind leaving here, will you?" Harry asked.
"Harry, if I could survive through a whole schoolyear at Hogwarts without getting terribly homesick, then I'm sure I could spend the rest of my life with you…just so long as I could come back here and visit every now and then," Hermione assured him.
"All right, if you're sure," Harry said.
"I'm sure," Hermione replied.
~
Harry still visited the Grangers regularly until October, when the wedding was held. Professor Dumbledore, Hagrid, the Weasleys, Abbey, Hermione's parents, and a few others attended the wedding. The Grangers had become like a family to him. Making their vows of love, Harry and Hermione kissed, and finally made their love "official" for eachother.
After the wedding, all Harry's closest friends came up and congratulated him. When Mrs. Weasley came up and congratulated him very politely, he felt that sudden guilt again over Ginny. But Mrs. Weasley seemed to have been able to move on about the whole Ginny thing and she was a good sport to Harry all the same. Ron and the rest of the Weasley family were good sports too.
Harry had already moved Hermione's things into his house over the past week, but Hermione had not seen the whole house. Just the living room. Harry gave her a tour of the rest of the rooms. "It's all beautiful, Harry!" Hermione exclaimed.
Harry grinned. "Yeah, I had to get it just perfect since I knew you would be moving in with me."
~
A few months later, after Hermione and Harry had gotten used to the house, Hermione became the new Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts when McGonagall retired and Harry was the broomstick training teacher when Madam Hooch decided to retire.
In the summer, Hermione just worked at a book store for a part time job in Diagon Alley, and Harry just stayed around the house. This was a bit better than working at school because Harry and Hermione could spend time together more often.
One afternoon, Hermione came home from the book store quite excited. "What're you grinning for?" Harry asked her.
Hermione sat down. "Well, Harry, just before I came here, I went for a quick check-up at the doctor's office. And Harry…I'm pregnant."
Harry's face lit up. "Did I hear you say what I think you said?" he asked.
Hermione nodded. "Yes, with a boy."
"Woohoo! I'm gonna be a daddy!!" Harry exclaimed. He hugged Hermione and kissed her on the cheek.
"Well, what do you think we should name it?" Hermione asked.
"Umm…well, I've always liked the name Charlie for some reason…but maybe we could name it after my father. Yeah, it could be James Potter II," Harry suggested.
"Hmm, I like that. James Potter II, it sounds good," Hermione said.
"But, before we decide on that, aren't there any names that ~you~ like?" Harry asked.
"Well, I was going to suggest Philip, or David, but those names are being used more nowadays. I don't see as many boys named James today. I think James would be a good name for it," she replied.
~
After a few more months of long waiting, Harry and Hermione finally got their baby boy. They named it James Potter II, and pretty much, lived happily ever after.
Author's Notes: I know…kind of a fairy tale ending thing with the happily ever after thing, but you gotta admit, it's much happier than my last fan fic about Harry Potter. And, if you haven't read the first Guilt, you might want to, so you'll know more about it. If you want to know more, anyway. I hope you didn't think this is kind of lame or anything, but I did what I thought was best. I'm improving more on my writing every day…or so I think. Thanks!
The next day, Hermione's parents arrived back home at noon. She sat them down in the living room, asked them about their trip, and then showed them both her ring that Harry had given her. "Harry Potter, my boyfriend, says he'd like to marry me soon, and take me to live at his house…you wouldn't have any problems with that, would you?" she asked.
Hermione's mom and dad were pretty happy that Hermione was engaged. "No, of course not! No problems at all," her father replied.
"Oh, honey, I'm so proud of you!" Hermione's mom said.
"Yes, well, I'm happy myself…that I can be going and living with Harry and all," Hermione said. "I bet you're anxious to get me out of your house," she teased.
"Nah, we'll miss you lots! But we're still proud of you," her mother assured her.
"Is there anything you'll need? For the wedding, I mean," her father asked.
"Well, maybe some money for a good dress and things…but I don't know what all Harry has in store for me, but I'll find out soon. He thinks it's a possibility that he can travel here by Floo Powder tonight," Hermione said. Her parents were muggles, but Hermione had already told them all about Floo Powder and apparating from place to place.
"All right. I'm looking very much forward to meeting the dear," her mother said.
Hermione grinned and said, "Well, you won't have long to wait!"
~
Harry looked around at his living room. Everything in there was set up the way he liked it now. He checked around in the kitchen, dining room, bathroom, his own room, and even around the closets, to make sure that everything looked perfect. "Well, I've done a good job," he said to himself.
He'd found his picture album that Hagrid gave him when Harry was a first year. He picked it up and looked at it a moment. His parents were in just about every picture, and Harry loved looking at that album. He laid it neatly on his bookshelf and stood back and admired all his rooms from corner to corner again.
He yawned and looked at his clock. "Well, I guess I should go and pay Hermione and her parents a visit, her mum and dad should be back by now," he said aloud. This time, he apparated to her house, because Floo Powder was becoming a nuisance. And he also wanted to be clean when he talked to her parents, and not all covered in soot and dust.
When he suddenly appeared in Hermione's living room, she wasn't there. He walked around to their dining room and found her there eating dinner with her parents. "Oh! Hello Harry. I didn't hear you arrive," Hermione said.
"That's because I apparated, didn't use Floo Powder because I didn't want to be covered in soot when I talked to you this time," Harry explained.
Hermione's dad walked up to Harry and shook hands. "I'm Hermione's father, you can just call me Mr. Granger if you like, Hermione's told me her exciting news."
Hermione's mother also walked up. "We have no objections to you marrying our daughter and taking her to live with you as well, and I am Hermione's mom. You can call me Martha," she said.
"Thank you," Harry said. "I understand that she's told you a lot about me. Pleasant things I hope."
"Oh yes! Of course. So…when are you planning on having the wedding?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Well, I was thinking some time in October," Harry said.
"Oh! A fall wedding! Fall's a good season. How big are you planning on it to be?" Mr. Granger asked.
"Oh, not that big. I was just going to invite a few friends over, maybe Hagrid and Professor Dumbledore from Hogwarts too, since they were the staff members I knew best," Harry said.
"In that case, I agree. Aren't you going to invite your Aunt, Uncle, and cousin?" he asked.
"Uh, well, actually I'm not sure they'd want to come and sit through a big ceremony of mine like that. So, no," Harry replied.
"All right. Well, I guess that since it won't be too big and expensive then I won't mind," Mr. Granger told him.
"You don't want it to be big and expensive…or do you?" Harry asked.
"No, just a small wedding with a few people invited is fine with me," Mr. Granger said.
"OK, I guess we're all set to get married in October then, Hermione," Harry told his wife-to-be.
Hermione cheered. "Yay! I can leave my parents' house now!" she teased.
Everyone laughed. "Seriously Hermione, you won't mind leaving here, will you?" Harry asked.
"Harry, if I could survive through a whole schoolyear at Hogwarts without getting terribly homesick, then I'm sure I could spend the rest of my life with you…just so long as I could come back here and visit every now and then," Hermione assured him.
"All right, if you're sure," Harry said.
"I'm sure," Hermione replied.
~
Harry still visited the Grangers regularly until October, when the wedding was held. Professor Dumbledore, Hagrid, the Weasleys, Abbey, Hermione's parents, and a few others attended the wedding. The Grangers had become like a family to him. Making their vows of love, Harry and Hermione kissed, and finally made their love "official" for eachother.
After the wedding, all Harry's closest friends came up and congratulated him. When Mrs. Weasley came up and congratulated him very politely, he felt that sudden guilt again over Ginny. But Mrs. Weasley seemed to have been able to move on about the whole Ginny thing and she was a good sport to Harry all the same. Ron and the rest of the Weasley family were good sports too.
Harry had already moved Hermione's things into his house over the past week, but Hermione had not seen the whole house. Just the living room. Harry gave her a tour of the rest of the rooms. "It's all beautiful, Harry!" Hermione exclaimed.
Harry grinned. "Yeah, I had to get it just perfect since I knew you would be moving in with me."
~
A few months later, after Hermione and Harry had gotten used to the house, Hermione became the new Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts when McGonagall retired and Harry was the broomstick training teacher when Madam Hooch decided to retire.
In the summer, Hermione just worked at a book store for a part time job in Diagon Alley, and Harry just stayed around the house. This was a bit better than working at school because Harry and Hermione could spend time together more often.
One afternoon, Hermione came home from the book store quite excited. "What're you grinning for?" Harry asked her.
Hermione sat down. "Well, Harry, just before I came here, I went for a quick check-up at the doctor's office. And Harry…I'm pregnant."
Harry's face lit up. "Did I hear you say what I think you said?" he asked.
Hermione nodded. "Yes, with a boy."
"Woohoo! I'm gonna be a daddy!!" Harry exclaimed. He hugged Hermione and kissed her on the cheek.
"Well, what do you think we should name it?" Hermione asked.
"Umm…well, I've always liked the name Charlie for some reason…but maybe we could name it after my father. Yeah, it could be James Potter II," Harry suggested.
"Hmm, I like that. James Potter II, it sounds good," Hermione said.
"But, before we decide on that, aren't there any names that ~you~ like?" Harry asked.
"Well, I was going to suggest Philip, or David, but those names are being used more nowadays. I don't see as many boys named James today. I think James would be a good name for it," she replied.
~
After a few more months of long waiting, Harry and Hermione finally got their baby boy. They named it James Potter II, and pretty much, lived happily ever after.
Author's Notes: I know…kind of a fairy tale ending thing with the happily ever after thing, but you gotta admit, it's much happier than my last fan fic about Harry Potter. And, if you haven't read the first Guilt, you might want to, so you'll know more about it. If you want to know more, anyway. I hope you didn't think this is kind of lame or anything, but I did what I thought was best. I'm improving more on my writing every day…or so I think. Thanks!
