A/N: Hey!!!!!! Thanx for the reviews. wow. I'm truly touched. Yeah.. I did
warn u guys about my tenses mistakes. Well I'll try my best to make the
tenses correct. Neway... I'm just ecstatic when I saw the reviews that I
just want to write the next chapter. So here ya go.
Disclaimer: Harry and the gang still doesn't belong to me, it belongs to J.K. Rowling..
Chapter 2: A cup of tea
" Harry?" Hermione whispered barely believing what she's seeing right now.
" Hermione?" Harry Potter said still not believing that the beautiful lady in front of him is his long lost best friend.
Without a second thought, both of them fell to each other arms and the hug that they shared had said that they both missed each other terribly. After a minute, the bellboy finally interrupted the embrace by tapping Harry on the shoulder. ( A/N: grrr. why couldn't he leave them alone.. can't he see that they are busy?! Neways. back to the story.)
" Sir. should I take your belongings to your room?" he asked politely.
Harry turned to face the bellboy and said " uh.. Yea. sure.. that'll be great. Thank you."
Now he turned his attention back to Hermione who has blushed a bit making her fair check to be a rosy color. Harry tried not to melt, and finally had the courage to look at her fully. ' My how she have changed.' Harry thought to himself. Hermione stood exactly 5ft 8 with her long brown hair framing her angelic face and warm brown eyes that seems to draw people to look down her soul.
Hermione was also taking notes on how Harry has changed over the 5 years. His face is a bit more grown up although she still could see the boyish expression in his face. His eyes seem to hold more secret and more lessons of life. She notices that he had grown a bit too. She guessed him to be about 6ft tall and with broad shoulder as his; Harry Potter seems to be one gorgeous man. There was a full minute of silence between them while they took a good long look at each other.
" Harry. welcome to Paris." Hermione said breaking the silence. ' Stupid. very stupid. welcome to Paris?! Where did that come from?!' Hermione cursed herself silently.
Harry return Hermione's smile with his own. " Thanks." he replied.
' Quick Hermione. think.. What are you going to say next?! Uhh. uhh..' Hermione's mind was running through things she could say to him but all of them seem to be a bit corny. She let her gaze wonder to the little café behind Harry, and finally an idea came to her.
" Harry. I was just about to get a cup of tea. care to join me?" Hermione asked nervously. ' Why am I nervous?!'
" I'd love to." Harry said glad that he doesn't need to think of anything to make Hermione stays a bit longer.
They walked to the little French café and sat on one of its comfortable sofa's. Harry had ordered both of them tea and was mixing sugar into his when he start to ask how she's been these past 5 years.
" Well after Hogwarts, I got a few offers." Hermione began.
Harry however raised his eyebrow in disagreement at her answers.
Hermione smiled shyly and said " ok.. maybe more than a few." she admitted.
Harry smiled as he sipped his warm tea and listening to Hermione sweet voice talking. Harry learned that after Hogwarts, Hermione decided on being with the Ministry of International Magic. He learned about how she have to travel all over the place in the world and how she's taking a vacation in Paris to get away from the madness in the office.
" There's just some limit of stress I can take. Paris has always been my favorite place on earth, so here I am. How about you? Awesome catch at the Quidditch World Cup by the way." Hermione said.
Harry blushed at the compliment and said a small thank you. Harry had joined England quidditch team and was the youngest seeker to join in the history of England. He had accomplished one of his dreams, which is to play in the World Cup.
" Well I'm here in Paris because I also need a break. I mean, damn, I'm beat. Training non stop for 5 years could wear any guy out." Harry said.
" But it pays off. You're one of the best seeker out there Harry. You should be proud." Hermione said matter-factly. ' Typical Hermione' Harry thought.
They talked more about their lives and try to fill in the gap of five years of not seeing each other. They both made each other laugh to what seem for both of them the first time they could laugh and enjoy themselves in 5 years.
Before they know it, 2 hours flew by and they were forced to leave the café. They found out that they are staying on the same floor. Once they were out of the elevator, Hermione said goodbye and was about to turn left towards her room when Harry pulled her back.
Harry didn't know why he did it. He recovered by giving her a nice long hug. " Goodnight Mione." He said using Hermione's nickname. He let go of the pleased Hermione (although he didn't know that she was pleased, but she did have a smile upon her face) and watched her walk down the hall.
" Hey! Sleep tight.!" Harry called out to Hermione. Hermione stop walking and turn with a giggle. She knew this game. The game that they had played between each other since their first year at Hogwarts.
" Don't let the bed bug bite!" She replied with a smile. She opened her door and with a last wave to Harry she went inside the room.
Harry returned Hermione's wave even though Hermione didn't see the wave. After a minute, he turns the other way and walked down the opposite hallway. He found his room and opened the door. Inside his belongings have been neatly set on the table near the closet. He didn't bothered to change and just welcome the soft bed and pillows. Soon afterwards the witch and wizard slept peacefully into the night.
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Thanx for reading!
Disclaimer: Harry and the gang still doesn't belong to me, it belongs to J.K. Rowling..
Chapter 2: A cup of tea
" Harry?" Hermione whispered barely believing what she's seeing right now.
" Hermione?" Harry Potter said still not believing that the beautiful lady in front of him is his long lost best friend.
Without a second thought, both of them fell to each other arms and the hug that they shared had said that they both missed each other terribly. After a minute, the bellboy finally interrupted the embrace by tapping Harry on the shoulder. ( A/N: grrr. why couldn't he leave them alone.. can't he see that they are busy?! Neways. back to the story.)
" Sir. should I take your belongings to your room?" he asked politely.
Harry turned to face the bellboy and said " uh.. Yea. sure.. that'll be great. Thank you."
Now he turned his attention back to Hermione who has blushed a bit making her fair check to be a rosy color. Harry tried not to melt, and finally had the courage to look at her fully. ' My how she have changed.' Harry thought to himself. Hermione stood exactly 5ft 8 with her long brown hair framing her angelic face and warm brown eyes that seems to draw people to look down her soul.
Hermione was also taking notes on how Harry has changed over the 5 years. His face is a bit more grown up although she still could see the boyish expression in his face. His eyes seem to hold more secret and more lessons of life. She notices that he had grown a bit too. She guessed him to be about 6ft tall and with broad shoulder as his; Harry Potter seems to be one gorgeous man. There was a full minute of silence between them while they took a good long look at each other.
" Harry. welcome to Paris." Hermione said breaking the silence. ' Stupid. very stupid. welcome to Paris?! Where did that come from?!' Hermione cursed herself silently.
Harry return Hermione's smile with his own. " Thanks." he replied.
' Quick Hermione. think.. What are you going to say next?! Uhh. uhh..' Hermione's mind was running through things she could say to him but all of them seem to be a bit corny. She let her gaze wonder to the little café behind Harry, and finally an idea came to her.
" Harry. I was just about to get a cup of tea. care to join me?" Hermione asked nervously. ' Why am I nervous?!'
" I'd love to." Harry said glad that he doesn't need to think of anything to make Hermione stays a bit longer.
They walked to the little French café and sat on one of its comfortable sofa's. Harry had ordered both of them tea and was mixing sugar into his when he start to ask how she's been these past 5 years.
" Well after Hogwarts, I got a few offers." Hermione began.
Harry however raised his eyebrow in disagreement at her answers.
Hermione smiled shyly and said " ok.. maybe more than a few." she admitted.
Harry smiled as he sipped his warm tea and listening to Hermione sweet voice talking. Harry learned that after Hogwarts, Hermione decided on being with the Ministry of International Magic. He learned about how she have to travel all over the place in the world and how she's taking a vacation in Paris to get away from the madness in the office.
" There's just some limit of stress I can take. Paris has always been my favorite place on earth, so here I am. How about you? Awesome catch at the Quidditch World Cup by the way." Hermione said.
Harry blushed at the compliment and said a small thank you. Harry had joined England quidditch team and was the youngest seeker to join in the history of England. He had accomplished one of his dreams, which is to play in the World Cup.
" Well I'm here in Paris because I also need a break. I mean, damn, I'm beat. Training non stop for 5 years could wear any guy out." Harry said.
" But it pays off. You're one of the best seeker out there Harry. You should be proud." Hermione said matter-factly. ' Typical Hermione' Harry thought.
They talked more about their lives and try to fill in the gap of five years of not seeing each other. They both made each other laugh to what seem for both of them the first time they could laugh and enjoy themselves in 5 years.
Before they know it, 2 hours flew by and they were forced to leave the café. They found out that they are staying on the same floor. Once they were out of the elevator, Hermione said goodbye and was about to turn left towards her room when Harry pulled her back.
Harry didn't know why he did it. He recovered by giving her a nice long hug. " Goodnight Mione." He said using Hermione's nickname. He let go of the pleased Hermione (although he didn't know that she was pleased, but she did have a smile upon her face) and watched her walk down the hall.
" Hey! Sleep tight.!" Harry called out to Hermione. Hermione stop walking and turn with a giggle. She knew this game. The game that they had played between each other since their first year at Hogwarts.
" Don't let the bed bug bite!" She replied with a smile. She opened her door and with a last wave to Harry she went inside the room.
Harry returned Hermione's wave even though Hermione didn't see the wave. After a minute, he turns the other way and walked down the opposite hallway. He found his room and opened the door. Inside his belongings have been neatly set on the table near the closet. He didn't bothered to change and just welcome the soft bed and pillows. Soon afterwards the witch and wizard slept peacefully into the night.
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Thanx for reading!