Chapter 10

School was almost over. The air was turning warm and inviting more and more students onto the grounds. Today, almost half the school was outside, enjoying the sun and studying for their end of school exams.
Harry and Hermione were beside the lake, watching the calm wind blow ripples in the glassy lake. Hermione put her head on Harry's chest, gripping his hand and smiling. The two were still together, but are more cautious of Malfoy and his two dummies. The three Slytherins had landed themselves in 3 week detentions and were not allowed to have they're wands out unless they were in class.
As Harry sighed, his chest rising and falling steadily, Hermione thought about what was going to happen to their relationship over the summer. Harry was sure to go back to the muggles and she would go and see her parents and such. Just the other day, Hermione had received a letter from her parents saying that she was going to go to summer school this summer. Of course, it was a muggle school. Her parents wanted her to learn the muggle way in addition to the magical way. She wouldn't be able to see Harry at all during the summer. Angry at them, Hermione tried to talk to her parents, tried to get them to change their minds, but no go.
The two watched as the soft wind blew on the calm lake, causing ripples to spread to all the sides of the lake. Harry and Hermione linked their fingers together and smiled as the wind blew around them. Both had studied last night and thought that they deserved a break. Hermione laughed as she watched Ron chase Lavender playfully. They, too, had studied last night, and now were running around the lake, receiving angry glances from their classmates. Others were under trees and pouring over open books. They obviously didn't want to be bothered.
"Hermione?" Harry asked, tilting her head up. "I love you," he whispered in her ear. Hermione smiled and replied, "I love you, too, Harry." They were just about to kiss when they heard a low grunting behind them. "Emm," Hagrid began behind the pair, interrupting their romance. Harry and Hermione turned around and grinned at Hagrid as he sat down in the grass with a soft *thump*. "What's going on Hagrid?" Harry said, letting go of Hermione and began to sit with his legs crossed. Hermione understood the hint and pulled her knees to her chest, looking completely innocent. The two had been told no romance in the presence of others.
"Well," Hagrid continued, scratching his large, coarse beard. "Dumbledore thinks that You-Know-Who is gonna do som'ting before ye return to them muggles." He looked around, making sure that no one was overhearing their conversation. Lowering his voice a bit, Hagrid continued. "Lupin, as ye already knows is 'ere." Lowering his voice even more, he said, "So is 'nuffles." Harry understood immediately what Hagrid meant. Snuffles was the name they were supposed to use when talking about Sirius. "Where is he?" Harry asked, his voice just as low. "He's up in Dumbledore's office," Hagrid replied, preparing to leave. "The password is Pompla." Hagrid stood up and casually walked back to his cabin.
Harry and Hermione quickly walked towards the castle.