Long Lost Love: Sequel to Forced Kisses
Chapter 2
2 Days Later
Harry was one of the biggest names in the Wizarding world. He was the first person in the world to ever survive the Dementor's kiss and no one could figure it out. Today he was going home. He was going to stay Hermione's for a little while. They were packing up his room. Harry was sitting on the bed putting on his shoes and Hermione was packing his clothes. " Hermione, I am sorry about you and Ron, how it didn't work out." Hermione came over and sat by him. He grabbed her hand. " We married for all of the wrong reasons," she said. Harry out his arms around her waist and pulled her close. She looked at him for a moment. Their lips brushed and she blushed. " Harry, you know that you are a miracle and no one knows how you do it, it's like you have more than one life." Harry smiled, " Well, when your life is like mine, it's worth living." Hermione looked down. " Don't look down I want to see your face," Harry said. They kissed again and finished in the room. On their way out there were lots of photographers and reporters.
" Here we are," Hermione said opening the door to her humble apartment. Harry looked around. " It's wonderful where's my room?" Hermione showed him a room across from hers. There was a bathroom at the end of the hall. THE NIGHT AT DINNER " Hermione?" Harry said putting down the Dailey Prophet. " Hm?" she asked. " There is an article here and it's about us. Ron was reviewed" he said slowly. Hermione was stunned. " Can I see it?" she asked. Harry handed her the paper and she read aloud. " Sure, I guess Harry was a good person but an awful friend. My former wife, Hermione Granger, used to be our best friends. Well, Harry knew I loved Hermione and while we going out she seduced him. There were together until Harry's accident. She married me because he was gone. I realized she loved him and I left her." Hermione stopped. Harry was staring at her. " I left him because I loved you," she said softly. "I know, he lied and, I am sorry Hermione." " It's nothing," she smiled." Besides, he is only mad because I don't love him." " Yes, apparently you talk in your sleep. You keep talking about some black- haired, green-eyed, major babe," Harry said smiling. " Who ever could this be?" he asked. " Oh, I dunno, could be anyone. I mean do I know anyone like that?" she said sarcastically. 2 WEEKS LATER
" Stop Harry!" Harry and Hermione were rolling in the snow. They had rented a lodge for Christmas and they were playing in the snow on Christmas Eve. Harry was holding Hermione down and throwing snow down her shirt. " But why?" he teased. She rolled over and he was facing her. " Let's roll down the hill," she suggested. " All right." He pulled her up and they raced up the hill. Harry was winning until Hermione threw snow at him and tripped sending her ahead. They were rolling toward the lake and ended up bumping into each other. They were laughing very hard. " I think this is the second best day of my life," Hermione said sitting with Harry at the bank of the frozen lake. They were wrapped together in a big blanket. Harry pulled her closer and kissed her nose. :" What was the first?" he asked. " When you woke up," she said looking into his eyes. Harry smiled and pulled her to a close hug they laid down and kissed in the snow. CHRISTMAS MORNING Harry and Hermione were downstairs sitting by the fire. They had stayed up all night talking. Suddenly Hermione looked up. " Harry, it's Christmas." " So it is," Harry said kissing her passionately, almost forcefully. " What was that for?" Hermione asked. " Luck," he said simply. " Let's exchange presents," he said when he saw Hermione's face. " All right," she went upstairs and brought down a gift-wrapped item. " Me first," she said thrusting her present at Harry. Harry ripped off the paper and saw a photo album. He opened it and saw pictures, tons upon tons, of just him and Hermione. They started from their 5th year and up. The last one was from 3 days ago when they had posed in front of the lodge. An old witch had taken the picture. " Thank you," Harry said and he kissed Hermione. " Now me," Harry said and he took a huge breath. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small black box.
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Chapter 2
2 Days Later
Harry was one of the biggest names in the Wizarding world. He was the first person in the world to ever survive the Dementor's kiss and no one could figure it out. Today he was going home. He was going to stay Hermione's for a little while. They were packing up his room. Harry was sitting on the bed putting on his shoes and Hermione was packing his clothes. " Hermione, I am sorry about you and Ron, how it didn't work out." Hermione came over and sat by him. He grabbed her hand. " We married for all of the wrong reasons," she said. Harry out his arms around her waist and pulled her close. She looked at him for a moment. Their lips brushed and she blushed. " Harry, you know that you are a miracle and no one knows how you do it, it's like you have more than one life." Harry smiled, " Well, when your life is like mine, it's worth living." Hermione looked down. " Don't look down I want to see your face," Harry said. They kissed again and finished in the room. On their way out there were lots of photographers and reporters.
" Here we are," Hermione said opening the door to her humble apartment. Harry looked around. " It's wonderful where's my room?" Hermione showed him a room across from hers. There was a bathroom at the end of the hall. THE NIGHT AT DINNER " Hermione?" Harry said putting down the Dailey Prophet. " Hm?" she asked. " There is an article here and it's about us. Ron was reviewed" he said slowly. Hermione was stunned. " Can I see it?" she asked. Harry handed her the paper and she read aloud. " Sure, I guess Harry was a good person but an awful friend. My former wife, Hermione Granger, used to be our best friends. Well, Harry knew I loved Hermione and while we going out she seduced him. There were together until Harry's accident. She married me because he was gone. I realized she loved him and I left her." Hermione stopped. Harry was staring at her. " I left him because I loved you," she said softly. "I know, he lied and, I am sorry Hermione." " It's nothing," she smiled." Besides, he is only mad because I don't love him." " Yes, apparently you talk in your sleep. You keep talking about some black- haired, green-eyed, major babe," Harry said smiling. " Who ever could this be?" he asked. " Oh, I dunno, could be anyone. I mean do I know anyone like that?" she said sarcastically. 2 WEEKS LATER
" Stop Harry!" Harry and Hermione were rolling in the snow. They had rented a lodge for Christmas and they were playing in the snow on Christmas Eve. Harry was holding Hermione down and throwing snow down her shirt. " But why?" he teased. She rolled over and he was facing her. " Let's roll down the hill," she suggested. " All right." He pulled her up and they raced up the hill. Harry was winning until Hermione threw snow at him and tripped sending her ahead. They were rolling toward the lake and ended up bumping into each other. They were laughing very hard. " I think this is the second best day of my life," Hermione said sitting with Harry at the bank of the frozen lake. They were wrapped together in a big blanket. Harry pulled her closer and kissed her nose. :" What was the first?" he asked. " When you woke up," she said looking into his eyes. Harry smiled and pulled her to a close hug they laid down and kissed in the snow. CHRISTMAS MORNING Harry and Hermione were downstairs sitting by the fire. They had stayed up all night talking. Suddenly Hermione looked up. " Harry, it's Christmas." " So it is," Harry said kissing her passionately, almost forcefully. " What was that for?" Hermione asked. " Luck," he said simply. " Let's exchange presents," he said when he saw Hermione's face. " All right," she went upstairs and brought down a gift-wrapped item. " Me first," she said thrusting her present at Harry. Harry ripped off the paper and saw a photo album. He opened it and saw pictures, tons upon tons, of just him and Hermione. They started from their 5th year and up. The last one was from 3 days ago when they had posed in front of the lodge. An old witch had taken the picture. " Thank you," Harry said and he kissed Hermione. " Now me," Harry said and he took a huge breath. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small black box.
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