This is a Continuation. I hope you like it. I'm not Joanne
Rowling (though I pray every night that I am. I could OWN Harry potter.
mMmMm //Dirty Thoughts Enter Mind//. OKAY! I'm done. All right, Please
REVIEW and if you don't like my story then screw you. I'm not writing it
for ANYONE! I'm writing it for ME ME ME! Okay, I'm done. really I am.
//P.S.. This is thinking//
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Hermione's jaw dropped! ((I know I already said that))
//This can't be Harry! Harry disappeared in 6th Year! He's gone! His uncle sent him to Africa! He's not here; maybe there is another Harry potter! Maybe- NO, of course this is Harry. He looks like Harry. Why in the world is he here? Working for me! // Hermione's head was flooded with thoughts.
//Is this woman crazy? What the hell is she doing? What's wrong with her? // Harry thought as he scanned the young brunette up and down. //She's pretty. Man, Those eyes! They look so familiar! //
"Oh, I'm sorry." Hermione said after about 2 minutes of silence. "I'm under a lot of stress lately. I can't believe it. I just can't believe it" She whispered under her breath
"Sorry- But you cant believe what?" Harry said curiously
"Your Harry Potter!" She exclaimed
"Oh, I get that allot. And Yes, I have the scar" He said routinely as he pulled back his long raven black hair out of his eyes to show of his lightning bolt shaped scar.
"No, No, That's not what I mean. What I mean is that I'm Hermione!"
It was Harry's Jaws turn to drop.
"What!" He said in disbelief. //This couldn't be Hermione? Smart Hermione? What happened to the freckly faced, bushy haired 4th year I used to know? Shes turned into a beautiful, fair skinned, sexy woman! Oh, is she mad at me for leaving? Holy shit, who cares LOOK AT THE WOMAN! She has to be married! Or at least have a boyfriend. I could never have her. Wait, what am I thinking! This is Hermione! She's hot! She's beautiful! But she's Hermione! WOW //
"I-I," Hermione stammered. She tried to think of something appropriate to say. "Why did you leave?" was the only thing that she could think of. It was a question that she asked herself about a million times crying herself to sleep after he left.
"It's a really long story, Mione. I missed you. How's Ron? How's Everyone!? Are you married!? Do you have kids? Do you want kids?" //With me?// Harry's thought added.
"Whoa! Hold up. Can I just get a hug from a old friend before I get interrogated!'
"Of coarse you can. I missed all of this!" He stood up and hugged the petite figured girl who gladly hugged back. //Man this feels good// both of them thought without realizing the other was thinking the same thing.
"So, Talk already!" Hermione said sitting down.
"Okay but before I do I want you to know something." Hermione looked curious.
"Alright.."
"There are some things that I don't expect you to understand. I know that I've been gone for like 10 years, but I have my reasons and some of them you can't understand. Its in the past. I don't want you to think I'm like a spy for Voldemort but I want you to know that if I tell you then you could be in danger. Its just too much."
//What? Was he like a Ted Bundy ((If you don't know who that is, it's a rapist that killed little girls. TV raised me)) what does he mean he's dangerous? This is freaking me out.//
"Okay," Hermione looked at Harry across the desk. "Is there anything that you can tell me? Anything?"
"Well, I DID live in Africa for about 2 years after, well, anyway, I came back to London and decided to get a job here at the Daily Prophet. I thought it would be a nice job to relax in."
"Well, sorry to burst your bubble Mr. Potter, But this isn't a very peaceful Job. I would know" Hermione smiled. She felt close and yet so distance from her old friend. She talked like they had spent everyday of the last 10 years together but she didn't know anything that he did in those 10 years.
"So, Is it okay if I ask you a few questions?" Harry asked
"Sure, but I might not answer them" Hermione smiled
"Are you married?"
"No," Hermione blurted out.
Harry's heart leapt.
//What the hell? I know perfectly well I'm married! Why did I say no!? What in the world.// "Yes"
''No, you are?" Harry was very confused
"Yes, I Am."
"To Who?" //Please don't say Ron, Please don't say Ron, Please don't sa-//
"Ron."
//DAMN!//
"How's - How's that working out for the two of you.?" Harry asked poiletly
"Just fine thanks. Yes we are happy. We tried to invite you to the wedding but you were. gone."
"I'm sorry I wasn't there. I wish I could have been. Damn, I wish I could have been. " //To stop it.//
"Yes well you made it perfectly clear that there were more important things going on in your life, and I believe you. Anyway. Are you married.?" //Please say no, Please say no.. Wait why? I am!"
"No. Not any more at least."
"What happened?"
"Voldemort."
Hermione gasped. //What in the world has Harry got himself into? His wife died from Voldemort!//
"It was 4 years ago. We were only married a year. We were young and stupid. Its okay, I'm fine with it now. Its been a long time. I missed you Hermione."
Harry and Hermione were silent. They were both taking it all in. They were both so amazed to find each other. No one had ever expected that they would ever meet again. They both had grown up so much, especially Harry. He had matured Physically and Mentally and it was easy to see. Hermione soon showed Harry his cubical. It was right near hers (on purpose) and it was one of the nicest desks that they had. Harry was only becoming a junior photographer but he had the office of a manager. Hermione was so happy that Harry had returned she didn't notice.
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That night Hermione was sitting in her bed with her head resting in her knees thinking about Harry. She hadn't told Ron yet because he was still at the Ministry of Magic Working. Hermione looked over at the clock. It was 8:15. She rolled out of bed //I guess I better but the supper into the fridge. I guess he won't be coming home. He seems to be working late a lot these days. I hope everything is alright at work.//
****There was Harry. It was 6th year. It was the Halloween Ball. Everythings was beautiful. Hermione was Sitting in a wonderful Dark Purple Silk dress. Everything was so wonderful. Her hair was Straight down with a bit of a wide curl at the bottom. It was enchanted to sparkle as she walked. She hummed to the music as she waited. She waited and waited. Big tears started to roll down her face. //He's not coming// was all she could think. Her mascara was now running down her face. Then he was there. Harry Potter had returned to her at last. Oh, how she loved him. But, No. Why is he leaving? "STAY!"***
Hermione was shook awake. The first thing she was was Red.
Ron" She moaned. "Let me sleep"
"Sorry, Love. I just got home. Its 12:30. I just wanted to let you know."
"Its okay, I guess. I was waiting for you. I guess I fell asleep. Why were you late?" She said lifting her head.
"Its just that I. I had to work late again, and Percy wouldn't let me go until I got this stupid report done. Sometimes I think he likes to get me mad."
"Probably, He's your brother and your boss after all!" Hermione was now sitting up. "Do you want anything? I still have some supper in the fridge. I can heat it up if you want."
"No its okay I wouldn't want to bug you."
//Then why the hell did you wake me up? // Hermione thought angrily. "No, No problem. I'll go get some, I'll be back in a Jiff." And with that she left the room in Ron's Boxers and a white tank top in which she stepped.
When she got back to her bedroom, Ron had taken off his outer jacket and was sitting on the bed in his Black pants, a white shirt and a loose tie. His red hair was everywhere. He looked like it had been a really long day for Ron.
"Long day?" Hermione asked knowingly.
"Like you wouldn't believe." Ron said through mouthfuls of a bun that Hermione had brought him. "First Percy made me do this good for nothing report and it was so boring. Herm, you wouldn't believe. I had to do it on how muggles use the telephone. It was like 4 feet long once it was done! I just can't believe I lived to tell about it!" Ron let out a muffled laugh.
"Oh, well that's . good." Hermione said, not thinking of better words. She was to tired to say anything else, especially tell Ron that she had seen Harry that day.
"Yes anyway, thanks for this." Ron said as he motioned towards the bun and soup. "But I'm not really hungry anymore. Thanks anyway. I'm done." He seemed to be waiting for Hermione to pick up the plate.
//UGH! Do I have to EVERYTHING for him? // Hermione thought as she took his plates into the kitchen. It wasn't worth getting in a fight about it.
Hermione snuggled down under the covers beside Ron who was already in just his boxers. Hermione turned off the night light beside her bed by whispering a simple word and a small flick of her wand. She put her wand by her bedside and rested her head on her pillow. Her mind was swarming with thoughts about Harry. //Why had he come? I hope that he is all right. I wonder if he will stay for good now. Wait a second. Why wasn't Ron begging for it tonight? Wow, maybe it's a nice surprise. Its defiantly good for me, there is no way I can have sex tonight. I am way to tired.// and with that Hermione drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
A/N Did you like it? I'm going to keep writing only if you guys review. Okay? I don't want to write more if no one is going to review. I'll just keep them on my computer where they will someday be printed out and sold all around the world. THEN you'll wish that you reviewed! Anyhow, now that I'm done. Thanks for reading, if you liked it review. If you didn't like a certain something then ONLY CONSTRUCTIVE Criticism ONLY. Bye now.
//P.S.. This is thinking//
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Hermione's jaw dropped! ((I know I already said that))
//This can't be Harry! Harry disappeared in 6th Year! He's gone! His uncle sent him to Africa! He's not here; maybe there is another Harry potter! Maybe- NO, of course this is Harry. He looks like Harry. Why in the world is he here? Working for me! // Hermione's head was flooded with thoughts.
//Is this woman crazy? What the hell is she doing? What's wrong with her? // Harry thought as he scanned the young brunette up and down. //She's pretty. Man, Those eyes! They look so familiar! //
"Oh, I'm sorry." Hermione said after about 2 minutes of silence. "I'm under a lot of stress lately. I can't believe it. I just can't believe it" She whispered under her breath
"Sorry- But you cant believe what?" Harry said curiously
"Your Harry Potter!" She exclaimed
"Oh, I get that allot. And Yes, I have the scar" He said routinely as he pulled back his long raven black hair out of his eyes to show of his lightning bolt shaped scar.
"No, No, That's not what I mean. What I mean is that I'm Hermione!"
It was Harry's Jaws turn to drop.
"What!" He said in disbelief. //This couldn't be Hermione? Smart Hermione? What happened to the freckly faced, bushy haired 4th year I used to know? Shes turned into a beautiful, fair skinned, sexy woman! Oh, is she mad at me for leaving? Holy shit, who cares LOOK AT THE WOMAN! She has to be married! Or at least have a boyfriend. I could never have her. Wait, what am I thinking! This is Hermione! She's hot! She's beautiful! But she's Hermione! WOW //
"I-I," Hermione stammered. She tried to think of something appropriate to say. "Why did you leave?" was the only thing that she could think of. It was a question that she asked herself about a million times crying herself to sleep after he left.
"It's a really long story, Mione. I missed you. How's Ron? How's Everyone!? Are you married!? Do you have kids? Do you want kids?" //With me?// Harry's thought added.
"Whoa! Hold up. Can I just get a hug from a old friend before I get interrogated!'
"Of coarse you can. I missed all of this!" He stood up and hugged the petite figured girl who gladly hugged back. //Man this feels good// both of them thought without realizing the other was thinking the same thing.
"So, Talk already!" Hermione said sitting down.
"Okay but before I do I want you to know something." Hermione looked curious.
"Alright.."
"There are some things that I don't expect you to understand. I know that I've been gone for like 10 years, but I have my reasons and some of them you can't understand. Its in the past. I don't want you to think I'm like a spy for Voldemort but I want you to know that if I tell you then you could be in danger. Its just too much."
//What? Was he like a Ted Bundy ((If you don't know who that is, it's a rapist that killed little girls. TV raised me)) what does he mean he's dangerous? This is freaking me out.//
"Okay," Hermione looked at Harry across the desk. "Is there anything that you can tell me? Anything?"
"Well, I DID live in Africa for about 2 years after, well, anyway, I came back to London and decided to get a job here at the Daily Prophet. I thought it would be a nice job to relax in."
"Well, sorry to burst your bubble Mr. Potter, But this isn't a very peaceful Job. I would know" Hermione smiled. She felt close and yet so distance from her old friend. She talked like they had spent everyday of the last 10 years together but she didn't know anything that he did in those 10 years.
"So, Is it okay if I ask you a few questions?" Harry asked
"Sure, but I might not answer them" Hermione smiled
"Are you married?"
"No," Hermione blurted out.
Harry's heart leapt.
//What the hell? I know perfectly well I'm married! Why did I say no!? What in the world.// "Yes"
''No, you are?" Harry was very confused
"Yes, I Am."
"To Who?" //Please don't say Ron, Please don't say Ron, Please don't sa-//
"Ron."
//DAMN!//
"How's - How's that working out for the two of you.?" Harry asked poiletly
"Just fine thanks. Yes we are happy. We tried to invite you to the wedding but you were. gone."
"I'm sorry I wasn't there. I wish I could have been. Damn, I wish I could have been. " //To stop it.//
"Yes well you made it perfectly clear that there were more important things going on in your life, and I believe you. Anyway. Are you married.?" //Please say no, Please say no.. Wait why? I am!"
"No. Not any more at least."
"What happened?"
"Voldemort."
Hermione gasped. //What in the world has Harry got himself into? His wife died from Voldemort!//
"It was 4 years ago. We were only married a year. We were young and stupid. Its okay, I'm fine with it now. Its been a long time. I missed you Hermione."
Harry and Hermione were silent. They were both taking it all in. They were both so amazed to find each other. No one had ever expected that they would ever meet again. They both had grown up so much, especially Harry. He had matured Physically and Mentally and it was easy to see. Hermione soon showed Harry his cubical. It was right near hers (on purpose) and it was one of the nicest desks that they had. Harry was only becoming a junior photographer but he had the office of a manager. Hermione was so happy that Harry had returned she didn't notice.
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That night Hermione was sitting in her bed with her head resting in her knees thinking about Harry. She hadn't told Ron yet because he was still at the Ministry of Magic Working. Hermione looked over at the clock. It was 8:15. She rolled out of bed //I guess I better but the supper into the fridge. I guess he won't be coming home. He seems to be working late a lot these days. I hope everything is alright at work.//
****There was Harry. It was 6th year. It was the Halloween Ball. Everythings was beautiful. Hermione was Sitting in a wonderful Dark Purple Silk dress. Everything was so wonderful. Her hair was Straight down with a bit of a wide curl at the bottom. It was enchanted to sparkle as she walked. She hummed to the music as she waited. She waited and waited. Big tears started to roll down her face. //He's not coming// was all she could think. Her mascara was now running down her face. Then he was there. Harry Potter had returned to her at last. Oh, how she loved him. But, No. Why is he leaving? "STAY!"***
Hermione was shook awake. The first thing she was was Red.
Ron" She moaned. "Let me sleep"
"Sorry, Love. I just got home. Its 12:30. I just wanted to let you know."
"Its okay, I guess. I was waiting for you. I guess I fell asleep. Why were you late?" She said lifting her head.
"Its just that I. I had to work late again, and Percy wouldn't let me go until I got this stupid report done. Sometimes I think he likes to get me mad."
"Probably, He's your brother and your boss after all!" Hermione was now sitting up. "Do you want anything? I still have some supper in the fridge. I can heat it up if you want."
"No its okay I wouldn't want to bug you."
//Then why the hell did you wake me up? // Hermione thought angrily. "No, No problem. I'll go get some, I'll be back in a Jiff." And with that she left the room in Ron's Boxers and a white tank top in which she stepped.
When she got back to her bedroom, Ron had taken off his outer jacket and was sitting on the bed in his Black pants, a white shirt and a loose tie. His red hair was everywhere. He looked like it had been a really long day for Ron.
"Long day?" Hermione asked knowingly.
"Like you wouldn't believe." Ron said through mouthfuls of a bun that Hermione had brought him. "First Percy made me do this good for nothing report and it was so boring. Herm, you wouldn't believe. I had to do it on how muggles use the telephone. It was like 4 feet long once it was done! I just can't believe I lived to tell about it!" Ron let out a muffled laugh.
"Oh, well that's . good." Hermione said, not thinking of better words. She was to tired to say anything else, especially tell Ron that she had seen Harry that day.
"Yes anyway, thanks for this." Ron said as he motioned towards the bun and soup. "But I'm not really hungry anymore. Thanks anyway. I'm done." He seemed to be waiting for Hermione to pick up the plate.
//UGH! Do I have to EVERYTHING for him? // Hermione thought as she took his plates into the kitchen. It wasn't worth getting in a fight about it.
Hermione snuggled down under the covers beside Ron who was already in just his boxers. Hermione turned off the night light beside her bed by whispering a simple word and a small flick of her wand. She put her wand by her bedside and rested her head on her pillow. Her mind was swarming with thoughts about Harry. //Why had he come? I hope that he is all right. I wonder if he will stay for good now. Wait a second. Why wasn't Ron begging for it tonight? Wow, maybe it's a nice surprise. Its defiantly good for me, there is no way I can have sex tonight. I am way to tired.// and with that Hermione drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
A/N Did you like it? I'm going to keep writing only if you guys review. Okay? I don't want to write more if no one is going to review. I'll just keep them on my computer where they will someday be printed out and sold all around the world. THEN you'll wish that you reviewed! Anyhow, now that I'm done. Thanks for reading, if you liked it review. If you didn't like a certain something then ONLY CONSTRUCTIVE Criticism ONLY. Bye now.