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Hermione walked into a flat. Simon dragged on behind her. They'd being flat-hunting all day. So far the places had been too small, too big, too few rooms, too little rooms, one had flies, one had a tub in the kitchen, too many rooms and so on. It was getting wry. The flat was on the 3rd floor, not too far of a walk up and down.
The walls were red and the floor was hardwood. It had 4 bedrooms. One was painted blue and had a big window. Another room had tannish walls and thick navy blue carpet. The next room had maroon walls and darker maroon carpet. The last room was baby blue and was smaller than the rest. The walls were hardwood and one wall was a window. The kitchen was state-of-the-art and had light green walls and hardwood floor.
The flat had a sophisticated air the Hermione wanted. But the thing that sold her was a library. It had the same décor as the rest of the house but it had built in bookcases in the wall. Hermione turned to Simon. "This is it!" She exclaimed. Simon nodded lazily.
"Whatever." Simon said. Hermione turned to the realtor.
"We'll take it."
Harry was about to leave the Dursley's when Vernon walked up to him. He shifted his tie nervously.
"Well, I suppose your leaving." Vernon said.
"Yes." Harry answered coldly.
"You have a place to go? We won't be seeing you at our doorstep like we did 17 years ago." Vernon said maliciously.
"Yes I have a place lined up. I'm moving in with my girlfriend and her brother." Harry said angrily.
"Right." Vernon's face turned red and he seemed to struggle with something. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. "Well I don't want you to fall on your face so-"
"I don't need your money, Vernon." Harry said and left the Dursley's immediately.
That night Harry arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione and Simon still hadn't arrived yet so Harry sat down at the bar and ordered a Butter Beer. Just then he noticed a few pretty girls by a pooltable whispering and pointing to him. Just then a girl with long blond hair and blue eyes walked over. She was wearing a very low cut tank top and hip hugger jeans.
"I'm really sorry but my friends and I couldn't help but wonder if you were THE Harry Potter." She asked, batting her eyelashes seductively.
"Yeah." Harry said sipping his drink and looking past her towards the door. This didn't make her happy so she moved in front of his gaze and started stroking his hand. Harry snatched his hand away. "Why don't you go back to your friends." She looked huffy and gave him a look that would make hell freeze over.
"Fine," she whirled around and her hair whipped him in the face. Hermione was standing there trying to keep down laughter. The blond had returned to her group and was telling them what happened in a very disgusted way.
"Hey, sweetie." Hermione said wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Hey," Harry said, breathing in the sweet smell of her perfume. He pulled her in for a kiss. Simon was standing behind Hermione shifting boredly. "Hey Simon." Harry said after he and Hermione broke apart.
"Next time we're moving. YOU go apartment hunting." He responded. Harry laughed.
"You found a place?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded.
"Its PERFECT, Harry." Hermione said. Her eyes were wide and happy. It was the first time since they defeated Voldemort that Harry had seen her excited.
"I'm sure it is. Let's go then. Since Simon is obviously tired." Hermione nodded and so did Simon.
Harry was taken with the apartment just as much.
That night they were all going asleep on the living room floor in sleeping bags. Harry and Hermione pushed there close so they could talk. The linked hands and were talking in quiet voice so they wouldn't wake Simon up.
"If we weren't together would you have gone along with that bimbo?" Hermione asked.
"No, probably not. I prefer brunettes." He joked. Hermione swatted at him playfully. He grabbed her and he pulled her close to him and kissed her roughly. She giggled and pushed him away.
"Bully," She teased.
"I'm a *bully* now, eh?" He said. Hermione looked into his eyes and nodded.
"Yes. Yes you are." She whispered, giggling. Harry placed his finger on her lips and traced her lips with his finger, making her shiver. She snuggled up to him and closed her eyes. "I love you." She murmured before falling into sleep.
Harry lay for hours, just thinking and watching Hermione sleep. Truth be told, Harry was scared. Scared because as long as he was at Hogwarts he was safe. Well as safe as Harry Potter could be, but now he was on his own and wasn't even protected. All night Harry tossed and turned and finally fell asleep.
Simon sat on the stoop of the apartment building tossing a tennis ball into the air and catching it. Harry and Hermione were out buying furniture and Simon decided not to go because he opted to never go shopping with Hermione again. Never.
Simon threw the ball up but it didn't fall back into his hands. He looked up. A girl with dark brown hair smiled down at him and held his ball in her hands. "Nice throw. You live here?" She asked.
"Just moved in." He said.
"Oh so *you* bought the Prescott's old apartment. Amelia Prescott was my best friend." She nodded.
"We didn't know who owned the apartment before us." Simon said. "Do you live here?"
"Yeah. In 2D. I'm across from you." She looked up at the windows. "Well I have to go. Bye -? What's your name?" She asked.
"Simon Granger, you?" He replied.
"Arianna Hartman." She smiled. "Well bye, Simon Granger."
The Burrow was once again crowded as it was the first week of summer. Bill and his wife, Cassandra and their kids, Becky and Andy were home and so was Charlie and his girlfriend Anna. Percy was the only Weasley who wasn't home.
Ginny sat at her vanity and sighed. She had asked her mother and father if her boyfriend could come over and they said fine. They just didn't know who it was. The drama was just beginning.
The doorbell rang. Ginny gulped. "I'll get it, " she yelled. She raced downstairs in her white lace-like sundress and her dark red hair flowing behind her. She swung the door open. Draco was leaning against the doorframe.
"Hey." He drawled. She stepped out of the house and closed the door. "Am I mistaken or are we *both* supposed to be in there?" He asked.
"I'm warning you." He raised an eyebrow. "First my brothers are *very* protective of me. And second my whole family- at least the males which make up 7/9 of the family- hate your family. A lot." She added. "Just don't be. Malfoyish. Be the Draco I know you can be." She begged. He sighed.
"All right." He agreed. Ginny smiled and kissed him lightly.
"Come on," She led him inside.
"I like this chair." Hermione said, running her hands along the surface of the chair.
"Its cute." Harry agreed monotonously. They'd been shopping for over 3 hours and Harry also had opted never to shop with Hermione. She was crazy. Some chairs were perfect until Hermione found some minor crazy flaw.
"But." She began. Harry grabbed her.
"Herm, its PERFECT!!! Can we go home???!!!" He begged. Hermione laughed.
"Sure. Let's just buy the furniture and go home. Cuz tomorrow we have to decorate." Hermione laughed. Harry groaned. 'Would the torture *ever* end?' He asked himself. 'Well, no one said it was going to be easy.' He answered.
A/N: Will something happen between Simon and Arianna? Will Ginny's brothers maul Draco? Will Harry's torture *ever* end? We'll find out in chapter 2!!!
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Hermione walked into a flat. Simon dragged on behind her. They'd being flat-hunting all day. So far the places had been too small, too big, too few rooms, too little rooms, one had flies, one had a tub in the kitchen, too many rooms and so on. It was getting wry. The flat was on the 3rd floor, not too far of a walk up and down.
The walls were red and the floor was hardwood. It had 4 bedrooms. One was painted blue and had a big window. Another room had tannish walls and thick navy blue carpet. The next room had maroon walls and darker maroon carpet. The last room was baby blue and was smaller than the rest. The walls were hardwood and one wall was a window. The kitchen was state-of-the-art and had light green walls and hardwood floor.
The flat had a sophisticated air the Hermione wanted. But the thing that sold her was a library. It had the same décor as the rest of the house but it had built in bookcases in the wall. Hermione turned to Simon. "This is it!" She exclaimed. Simon nodded lazily.
"Whatever." Simon said. Hermione turned to the realtor.
"We'll take it."
Harry was about to leave the Dursley's when Vernon walked up to him. He shifted his tie nervously.
"Well, I suppose your leaving." Vernon said.
"Yes." Harry answered coldly.
"You have a place to go? We won't be seeing you at our doorstep like we did 17 years ago." Vernon said maliciously.
"Yes I have a place lined up. I'm moving in with my girlfriend and her brother." Harry said angrily.
"Right." Vernon's face turned red and he seemed to struggle with something. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. "Well I don't want you to fall on your face so-"
"I don't need your money, Vernon." Harry said and left the Dursley's immediately.
That night Harry arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione and Simon still hadn't arrived yet so Harry sat down at the bar and ordered a Butter Beer. Just then he noticed a few pretty girls by a pooltable whispering and pointing to him. Just then a girl with long blond hair and blue eyes walked over. She was wearing a very low cut tank top and hip hugger jeans.
"I'm really sorry but my friends and I couldn't help but wonder if you were THE Harry Potter." She asked, batting her eyelashes seductively.
"Yeah." Harry said sipping his drink and looking past her towards the door. This didn't make her happy so she moved in front of his gaze and started stroking his hand. Harry snatched his hand away. "Why don't you go back to your friends." She looked huffy and gave him a look that would make hell freeze over.
"Fine," she whirled around and her hair whipped him in the face. Hermione was standing there trying to keep down laughter. The blond had returned to her group and was telling them what happened in a very disgusted way.
"Hey, sweetie." Hermione said wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Hey," Harry said, breathing in the sweet smell of her perfume. He pulled her in for a kiss. Simon was standing behind Hermione shifting boredly. "Hey Simon." Harry said after he and Hermione broke apart.
"Next time we're moving. YOU go apartment hunting." He responded. Harry laughed.
"You found a place?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded.
"Its PERFECT, Harry." Hermione said. Her eyes were wide and happy. It was the first time since they defeated Voldemort that Harry had seen her excited.
"I'm sure it is. Let's go then. Since Simon is obviously tired." Hermione nodded and so did Simon.
Harry was taken with the apartment just as much.
That night they were all going asleep on the living room floor in sleeping bags. Harry and Hermione pushed there close so they could talk. The linked hands and were talking in quiet voice so they wouldn't wake Simon up.
"If we weren't together would you have gone along with that bimbo?" Hermione asked.
"No, probably not. I prefer brunettes." He joked. Hermione swatted at him playfully. He grabbed her and he pulled her close to him and kissed her roughly. She giggled and pushed him away.
"Bully," She teased.
"I'm a *bully* now, eh?" He said. Hermione looked into his eyes and nodded.
"Yes. Yes you are." She whispered, giggling. Harry placed his finger on her lips and traced her lips with his finger, making her shiver. She snuggled up to him and closed her eyes. "I love you." She murmured before falling into sleep.
Harry lay for hours, just thinking and watching Hermione sleep. Truth be told, Harry was scared. Scared because as long as he was at Hogwarts he was safe. Well as safe as Harry Potter could be, but now he was on his own and wasn't even protected. All night Harry tossed and turned and finally fell asleep.
Simon sat on the stoop of the apartment building tossing a tennis ball into the air and catching it. Harry and Hermione were out buying furniture and Simon decided not to go because he opted to never go shopping with Hermione again. Never.
Simon threw the ball up but it didn't fall back into his hands. He looked up. A girl with dark brown hair smiled down at him and held his ball in her hands. "Nice throw. You live here?" She asked.
"Just moved in." He said.
"Oh so *you* bought the Prescott's old apartment. Amelia Prescott was my best friend." She nodded.
"We didn't know who owned the apartment before us." Simon said. "Do you live here?"
"Yeah. In 2D. I'm across from you." She looked up at the windows. "Well I have to go. Bye -? What's your name?" She asked.
"Simon Granger, you?" He replied.
"Arianna Hartman." She smiled. "Well bye, Simon Granger."
The Burrow was once again crowded as it was the first week of summer. Bill and his wife, Cassandra and their kids, Becky and Andy were home and so was Charlie and his girlfriend Anna. Percy was the only Weasley who wasn't home.
Ginny sat at her vanity and sighed. She had asked her mother and father if her boyfriend could come over and they said fine. They just didn't know who it was. The drama was just beginning.
The doorbell rang. Ginny gulped. "I'll get it, " she yelled. She raced downstairs in her white lace-like sundress and her dark red hair flowing behind her. She swung the door open. Draco was leaning against the doorframe.
"Hey." He drawled. She stepped out of the house and closed the door. "Am I mistaken or are we *both* supposed to be in there?" He asked.
"I'm warning you." He raised an eyebrow. "First my brothers are *very* protective of me. And second my whole family- at least the males which make up 7/9 of the family- hate your family. A lot." She added. "Just don't be. Malfoyish. Be the Draco I know you can be." She begged. He sighed.
"All right." He agreed. Ginny smiled and kissed him lightly.
"Come on," She led him inside.
"I like this chair." Hermione said, running her hands along the surface of the chair.
"Its cute." Harry agreed monotonously. They'd been shopping for over 3 hours and Harry also had opted never to shop with Hermione. She was crazy. Some chairs were perfect until Hermione found some minor crazy flaw.
"But." She began. Harry grabbed her.
"Herm, its PERFECT!!! Can we go home???!!!" He begged. Hermione laughed.
"Sure. Let's just buy the furniture and go home. Cuz tomorrow we have to decorate." Hermione laughed. Harry groaned. 'Would the torture *ever* end?' He asked himself. 'Well, no one said it was going to be easy.' He answered.
A/N: Will something happen between Simon and Arianna? Will Ginny's brothers maul Draco? Will Harry's torture *ever* end? We'll find out in chapter 2!!!
Press the review button PLEASE!!!!!! / \ / \ / \ V