chapter 2-tour,dinner and confessions
Hermione's eyes became kind of glazed over as she took in all the wonderful features of the cottage. Harry never mentioned how big it was. She only assumed that when he said cottage he meant tiny house. It was two stories and painted a light blue with a deep purple border. There was ivy growing all over the house with it dangling over most of the windows making the house quite wimsical (a/n no idea how that is spelled and i dont have a spell check).
Harry took her stunned silence as a compliment and led her up to the stairs leading to the front door. He opened the door very dramatically teasing Hermione in which when she got inside she let out another gasp of surprise. They were in a very cozy living room which was stuffed to overflowing with quidditch anything. Posters, equipment, books and such. Hermione had to smile at this. Now that Harry was making good money he could afford to buy all the things he was deprived of as a kid and Hermione was glad of it.
"Drop off your things here and I will give you the grand tour Miss Granger." Harry held out arm for her to take and started the tour.
Next to the living room was a small kitchen that seemed to have everything a working kitchen would need. Then attached to the kitchen was a mini dining room that was jutting out from the house. Hermione gasped when she walked in because the room was all windows and it made Hermione gaze in wonderment at how lovely the room would be in a snow storm or on a bright sunny day. Harry didnt let her think about it too much because he wanted to continue the tour. Back in the living room there was a hallway that led to the bathroon (nothing amazing there) and two bedrooms. The bedrooms were positioned right across from eachother and to Hermiones surprise they were pretty close to identical. Although Harry's was decorated in a dark forest green and Hermiones was in a deep royal purple. There was a large four poster bed with draperies all around them. A chest of drawers and a closet. In hermiones case a vanity and a window seat by one of the many windows in the room. Hermione fell in love with the room instantly but Harry said it was not the best part yet.
Harry showed her the upstairs which consisted of two more bedrooms another sitting room, bathroom and a surprise room for Hermione. "Now, Hermione you will love this room. It was just an extra room but when I heard you were coming I fixed it at the thought of you. It is all yours and feel free to change anything you want about it. I hope you like it."
"I bet I will Harry" She didnt have much time to guess what it was before Harry led her into the room. Hermione could tell this would be her favorite room by far. She instantly fell in love with it when she walked in. Harry had led her into Hermiones very own library. It had to be the biggest room in the whole house. It was painted in a rich midnight blue and had windows up the kazoo. The ceiling was a skylight. Actually she did a double take and was surprised that it wasnt a skylight. The ceiling was enchanted to look like the sky outside. Her eyes were drawn from the ceiling to the walls that were crammed with books. There was not much wall space left. Then there were small round tables with books stacked on them. Placed all over the room were overstuffed chair of varying colors, sizes, and shape. It reminded Hermione so much of Hogwarts with a combination of the great hall, library, and the common room, her favorite rooms.
Silent tears streamed down her face out of happiness at the sight before her. She was speechless and it took her a couple of minutes for her to compose herself enough for her to make out a brief and muffled "how?"
Harry seemed please with how much she liked it and shrugged off the question."It wasnt much really just picked up a few things here, did a couple charms there. "
Hermione laughed at his modesty and turned to look Harry straight in the eyes. "The charm on the ceiling is ,by itself, a very complex charm which takes a couple of hours to perform. It would take me years to collect this many books but you do it in weeks. This means so much to me Harry. You can't even imagine." Hermione barely got that out before she started to cry again.
Harry's face slacked in relief to see how much she liked the room. He took her and enveloped her in his arms. He shushed her and stroked her hair. Finally Harry got her to calm down a bit and insisted that she look at the books and see how he did at picking them out. Hermione made her rounds around the room, her eyes gazing over the hundreds and hundreds of books. She even let a giggle when she saw that Hogwarts, A History was on the shelf. They only stopped when each of them heard their stomachs grumble and realized both of them had not eaten anything today and it was about time for dinner.
They walked down into the kitchen and Harry started scrounging around to find something to make for dinner but he couldn't find much. He forgot to go to the store earlier today and he usually ordered out so there wasnt much around.
"No wonder you cant find a thing to eat. All you have in the fridge is old chinese cartons and what looks to be a piece of pizza but has been sitting in here for weeks." She moved around easily in the kitchen and when she looked in the cupboard she maid a little aha and started to shoo Harry out of the kitchen. "I need to get a good healthy meal in you. I am suprised you havent put on weight from all the junk food you have eaten but then again all that training must keep it from showing. Well, get along now. I am going to serve you a real treat."
Harry could only laugh at the motherly tone in her voice and how much she reminded him of Mrs. Weasley. He made a show of not wanting to leave the kitchen although he really wanted to be surprised with what Hermione had up her sleeve. After a final shove and a threat to be hexed to kingdom come Hermione closed the door to the kitchen and left Harry standing out in the kitchen dumbstruck. She had only been here for a couple hours and already she has taken control of the house. Harry just laughed at his own thoughts and walked into the dining room and sat down at the table organizing his thoughts.
Since he first saw her this afternoon old feelings had been awakened in him. He had for many years had a crush on Hermione but had thought that the unwelcome feelings had gone away over the two years they had been apart, but they had not. He had told Ron before....before....before the incident Ron had said that it must have started from the yule ball when she had walked in. How beautiful she had been. Although she had been beautiful that night it wasnt then that it started. It had been at the end of the fourth year when she had kissed him on the cheek. It was the feeling that that kiss had left in his body and how he wanted more kisses like that in the future and hopefully someday on his lips. Now that urge to kiss her was back.
His thoughts were interupted though by Hermione walking in with a tray that carried two steaming plates and two tall glasses of pumpkin juice. Harry looked at the plate that was sent down in front of him and was amazed that she could make this all with the small amount of food in the kitchen. On his plate was some seafood ramen, fruit, and mashed potatoes and gravy.
"You are amazing. This is amazing. How did you make this stuff out of the stuff in my kitchen?" Harry asked amazed as he took his first bite and was amazed at how good it tasted, he could get used to this.
"I just whipped it up" Hermione told him modestly.
"Yeah, sure, and I just breeze my way through a quidditch game." Harry answered sarcastically.
"From the way you play thats what it looks like. Like you do this everyday and its no big deal that I just made a fast dive and escaped without even a scratch."
"You are going to have to stop saying things like that Miss. Granger. You are making me blush." And to Hermiones surprise their was a blush appearing on his face and it made Harry look so cute.
'Oh no. Not these feelings again. I thought I had escaped these feelings years ago. I guess I didn't' Hermione thought that over inside her head for the rest of dinner while she had a real conversation with Harry. Long after they had finished eating they kept talking about the last year or so and their plans for after their month long break in December. Finally their was a slight yawn on Harry's face and Hermione decided it was time for bed.
Harry made a grab for the dishes to wash them but Hermione beat him to it. "I will take care of these." Harry started to protest but Hermione interupted them. "All your life you have never had anybody to take care of you. You were always worrying and taking care of your friends and people around you Harry Potter. It is about time that somebody took care of you." Hermione said this so truthfully and without a hint of joking in her voice.
Once again Harry was being shooed and ordered around in his own house. She told him to go to bed and not worry about a thing, that she had everything taken cared of. Harry believed her and got into his pj's and slipped into his bed covers. He laid there in thought for a little while but he could not seem to get to sleep. He heard Hermione get ready for bed and slide into her bed. But, Harry heard her muttering and could tell that she wasnt able to sleep either. Harry got out of bed and stood in Hermiones door way and whispered softly, "can't sleep either?"
Hermione looked over at the figure in the door way and had to stop herself from staring. Harry was standing there in only pj bottoms and his clothes sent off the wrong impression that he had no muscle. When in fact he had some muscle on him. Although not like all the guys she seen on tv, but it suited him so nicely. His hair was also sticking up in all directions making him look so cute. She was shook her head slightly to send the message that she couldn't sleep and shake the thoughts out of her head.
Harry smiled and walked over and sat at the end of her bed leaning against one of the posts. "I can't sleep knowing that there is somebody else is in this house. It just is new to me. But, a good new. I get so lonely out here."
"Harry, how could you afford this house and the library and such?" Hermione had to ask the question that had been on her mind for quite some time.
"Well, I still had some money left from my parents and Sirius left me some money. Not to mention you would be surprised by how much money a quidditch player makes?" Harry smiled.
"You shouldnt have spend that much money on me." Hermione stated matter of factly.
"Yes I should have. You have helped me so much during the years, risked your life countless times and even had to go through the loss of friends just because you were friends with me." Harry said casting his eyes down.
"And I would do it all again in a heartbeat. You would not believe how much it means to me that out of all the people you could have been friends with you became friends with me. You have made me so happy at times and yes their has been some bad times but that is what life dealt us. You have been the strenghth I have needed to get through all the hard times in my life and you have been the source of all the good things in life. You did not have to buy me things to thank me. You have already done so just by being there. Although I do love the library." Hermione told Harry assuringly. She leaned forward and held his cheek in her hand and was surprised to feel his cheek wet.
Harry looked in her eyes and was so glad that she was with him now. He felt like a part of him had relaxed and a part of his life was put back together. He made a weak smile and made an effort to speak. "thanks Hermione that means a lot." They stayed like that, sitting a couple feet from eachother talking well into the night when finally Harry started to see Hermiones eyes droop. "I think it is time for you to go to sleep Hermione." All she could do was nod in agreement. Harry chuckled and stepped off the bed. He laid Hermione down and tucked her in making sure she would stay warm through the night.
He ran into his room quickly and grabbed his wand. He walked back, stood by the fire place that was in her room where he whispered a spell and an orange beam shot our of his wand into the fireplace where a nice warm fire started and would keep going all through the night to keep Hermione warm.
"Harry?" Hermione whispered
Harry walked over to her bedside and whispered back "yes Hermione"
"I am glad I am living here."
"I am glad you are living here with me too." Harry leaned over and kissed her on her forehead and walked out of the room turning off the lights on his way out.
He fell, exausted, into his bed. He only had enough time to think one thought. "How I love Hermione."
(A/N) Well, there is another chapter. I think I will continue the story since there seems to be people interested in it and I think this story is much better written then my other story (which please read) . I like the h/h fluff a lot more and I can write this story so much easier. I could have written longer but I didnt want to add another conflict (which will be in the next chapter) well....you will find out more about what happened to Ron in the next chapter or two. Please r/r and tell me what you think and if I am on the right track. Well, thnx for those reviewing. also. i am going to reread it to fix anything I can find but my dads computer only has wordpad so there is no spell check. I am bad at finding mistakes so excuse any. I see them after I have posted the chapter but not before then. I will try to find them all but just a heads about them. Also If please read my other story. Merry Christmas everybody and thnx for reading.
Hermione's eyes became kind of glazed over as she took in all the wonderful features of the cottage. Harry never mentioned how big it was. She only assumed that when he said cottage he meant tiny house. It was two stories and painted a light blue with a deep purple border. There was ivy growing all over the house with it dangling over most of the windows making the house quite wimsical (a/n no idea how that is spelled and i dont have a spell check).
Harry took her stunned silence as a compliment and led her up to the stairs leading to the front door. He opened the door very dramatically teasing Hermione in which when she got inside she let out another gasp of surprise. They were in a very cozy living room which was stuffed to overflowing with quidditch anything. Posters, equipment, books and such. Hermione had to smile at this. Now that Harry was making good money he could afford to buy all the things he was deprived of as a kid and Hermione was glad of it.
"Drop off your things here and I will give you the grand tour Miss Granger." Harry held out arm for her to take and started the tour.
Next to the living room was a small kitchen that seemed to have everything a working kitchen would need. Then attached to the kitchen was a mini dining room that was jutting out from the house. Hermione gasped when she walked in because the room was all windows and it made Hermione gaze in wonderment at how lovely the room would be in a snow storm or on a bright sunny day. Harry didnt let her think about it too much because he wanted to continue the tour. Back in the living room there was a hallway that led to the bathroon (nothing amazing there) and two bedrooms. The bedrooms were positioned right across from eachother and to Hermiones surprise they were pretty close to identical. Although Harry's was decorated in a dark forest green and Hermiones was in a deep royal purple. There was a large four poster bed with draperies all around them. A chest of drawers and a closet. In hermiones case a vanity and a window seat by one of the many windows in the room. Hermione fell in love with the room instantly but Harry said it was not the best part yet.
Harry showed her the upstairs which consisted of two more bedrooms another sitting room, bathroom and a surprise room for Hermione. "Now, Hermione you will love this room. It was just an extra room but when I heard you were coming I fixed it at the thought of you. It is all yours and feel free to change anything you want about it. I hope you like it."
"I bet I will Harry" She didnt have much time to guess what it was before Harry led her into the room. Hermione could tell this would be her favorite room by far. She instantly fell in love with it when she walked in. Harry had led her into Hermiones very own library. It had to be the biggest room in the whole house. It was painted in a rich midnight blue and had windows up the kazoo. The ceiling was a skylight. Actually she did a double take and was surprised that it wasnt a skylight. The ceiling was enchanted to look like the sky outside. Her eyes were drawn from the ceiling to the walls that were crammed with books. There was not much wall space left. Then there were small round tables with books stacked on them. Placed all over the room were overstuffed chair of varying colors, sizes, and shape. It reminded Hermione so much of Hogwarts with a combination of the great hall, library, and the common room, her favorite rooms.
Silent tears streamed down her face out of happiness at the sight before her. She was speechless and it took her a couple of minutes for her to compose herself enough for her to make out a brief and muffled "how?"
Harry seemed please with how much she liked it and shrugged off the question."It wasnt much really just picked up a few things here, did a couple charms there. "
Hermione laughed at his modesty and turned to look Harry straight in the eyes. "The charm on the ceiling is ,by itself, a very complex charm which takes a couple of hours to perform. It would take me years to collect this many books but you do it in weeks. This means so much to me Harry. You can't even imagine." Hermione barely got that out before she started to cry again.
Harry's face slacked in relief to see how much she liked the room. He took her and enveloped her in his arms. He shushed her and stroked her hair. Finally Harry got her to calm down a bit and insisted that she look at the books and see how he did at picking them out. Hermione made her rounds around the room, her eyes gazing over the hundreds and hundreds of books. She even let a giggle when she saw that Hogwarts, A History was on the shelf. They only stopped when each of them heard their stomachs grumble and realized both of them had not eaten anything today and it was about time for dinner.
They walked down into the kitchen and Harry started scrounging around to find something to make for dinner but he couldn't find much. He forgot to go to the store earlier today and he usually ordered out so there wasnt much around.
"No wonder you cant find a thing to eat. All you have in the fridge is old chinese cartons and what looks to be a piece of pizza but has been sitting in here for weeks." She moved around easily in the kitchen and when she looked in the cupboard she maid a little aha and started to shoo Harry out of the kitchen. "I need to get a good healthy meal in you. I am suprised you havent put on weight from all the junk food you have eaten but then again all that training must keep it from showing. Well, get along now. I am going to serve you a real treat."
Harry could only laugh at the motherly tone in her voice and how much she reminded him of Mrs. Weasley. He made a show of not wanting to leave the kitchen although he really wanted to be surprised with what Hermione had up her sleeve. After a final shove and a threat to be hexed to kingdom come Hermione closed the door to the kitchen and left Harry standing out in the kitchen dumbstruck. She had only been here for a couple hours and already she has taken control of the house. Harry just laughed at his own thoughts and walked into the dining room and sat down at the table organizing his thoughts.
Since he first saw her this afternoon old feelings had been awakened in him. He had for many years had a crush on Hermione but had thought that the unwelcome feelings had gone away over the two years they had been apart, but they had not. He had told Ron before....before....before the incident Ron had said that it must have started from the yule ball when she had walked in. How beautiful she had been. Although she had been beautiful that night it wasnt then that it started. It had been at the end of the fourth year when she had kissed him on the cheek. It was the feeling that that kiss had left in his body and how he wanted more kisses like that in the future and hopefully someday on his lips. Now that urge to kiss her was back.
His thoughts were interupted though by Hermione walking in with a tray that carried two steaming plates and two tall glasses of pumpkin juice. Harry looked at the plate that was sent down in front of him and was amazed that she could make this all with the small amount of food in the kitchen. On his plate was some seafood ramen, fruit, and mashed potatoes and gravy.
"You are amazing. This is amazing. How did you make this stuff out of the stuff in my kitchen?" Harry asked amazed as he took his first bite and was amazed at how good it tasted, he could get used to this.
"I just whipped it up" Hermione told him modestly.
"Yeah, sure, and I just breeze my way through a quidditch game." Harry answered sarcastically.
"From the way you play thats what it looks like. Like you do this everyday and its no big deal that I just made a fast dive and escaped without even a scratch."
"You are going to have to stop saying things like that Miss. Granger. You are making me blush." And to Hermiones surprise their was a blush appearing on his face and it made Harry look so cute.
'Oh no. Not these feelings again. I thought I had escaped these feelings years ago. I guess I didn't' Hermione thought that over inside her head for the rest of dinner while she had a real conversation with Harry. Long after they had finished eating they kept talking about the last year or so and their plans for after their month long break in December. Finally their was a slight yawn on Harry's face and Hermione decided it was time for bed.
Harry made a grab for the dishes to wash them but Hermione beat him to it. "I will take care of these." Harry started to protest but Hermione interupted them. "All your life you have never had anybody to take care of you. You were always worrying and taking care of your friends and people around you Harry Potter. It is about time that somebody took care of you." Hermione said this so truthfully and without a hint of joking in her voice.
Once again Harry was being shooed and ordered around in his own house. She told him to go to bed and not worry about a thing, that she had everything taken cared of. Harry believed her and got into his pj's and slipped into his bed covers. He laid there in thought for a little while but he could not seem to get to sleep. He heard Hermione get ready for bed and slide into her bed. But, Harry heard her muttering and could tell that she wasnt able to sleep either. Harry got out of bed and stood in Hermiones door way and whispered softly, "can't sleep either?"
Hermione looked over at the figure in the door way and had to stop herself from staring. Harry was standing there in only pj bottoms and his clothes sent off the wrong impression that he had no muscle. When in fact he had some muscle on him. Although not like all the guys she seen on tv, but it suited him so nicely. His hair was also sticking up in all directions making him look so cute. She was shook her head slightly to send the message that she couldn't sleep and shake the thoughts out of her head.
Harry smiled and walked over and sat at the end of her bed leaning against one of the posts. "I can't sleep knowing that there is somebody else is in this house. It just is new to me. But, a good new. I get so lonely out here."
"Harry, how could you afford this house and the library and such?" Hermione had to ask the question that had been on her mind for quite some time.
"Well, I still had some money left from my parents and Sirius left me some money. Not to mention you would be surprised by how much money a quidditch player makes?" Harry smiled.
"You shouldnt have spend that much money on me." Hermione stated matter of factly.
"Yes I should have. You have helped me so much during the years, risked your life countless times and even had to go through the loss of friends just because you were friends with me." Harry said casting his eyes down.
"And I would do it all again in a heartbeat. You would not believe how much it means to me that out of all the people you could have been friends with you became friends with me. You have made me so happy at times and yes their has been some bad times but that is what life dealt us. You have been the strenghth I have needed to get through all the hard times in my life and you have been the source of all the good things in life. You did not have to buy me things to thank me. You have already done so just by being there. Although I do love the library." Hermione told Harry assuringly. She leaned forward and held his cheek in her hand and was surprised to feel his cheek wet.
Harry looked in her eyes and was so glad that she was with him now. He felt like a part of him had relaxed and a part of his life was put back together. He made a weak smile and made an effort to speak. "thanks Hermione that means a lot." They stayed like that, sitting a couple feet from eachother talking well into the night when finally Harry started to see Hermiones eyes droop. "I think it is time for you to go to sleep Hermione." All she could do was nod in agreement. Harry chuckled and stepped off the bed. He laid Hermione down and tucked her in making sure she would stay warm through the night.
He ran into his room quickly and grabbed his wand. He walked back, stood by the fire place that was in her room where he whispered a spell and an orange beam shot our of his wand into the fireplace where a nice warm fire started and would keep going all through the night to keep Hermione warm.
"Harry?" Hermione whispered
Harry walked over to her bedside and whispered back "yes Hermione"
"I am glad I am living here."
"I am glad you are living here with me too." Harry leaned over and kissed her on her forehead and walked out of the room turning off the lights on his way out.
He fell, exausted, into his bed. He only had enough time to think one thought. "How I love Hermione."
(A/N) Well, there is another chapter. I think I will continue the story since there seems to be people interested in it and I think this story is much better written then my other story (which please read) . I like the h/h fluff a lot more and I can write this story so much easier. I could have written longer but I didnt want to add another conflict (which will be in the next chapter) well....you will find out more about what happened to Ron in the next chapter or two. Please r/r and tell me what you think and if I am on the right track. Well, thnx for those reviewing. also. i am going to reread it to fix anything I can find but my dads computer only has wordpad so there is no spell check. I am bad at finding mistakes so excuse any. I see them after I have posted the chapter but not before then. I will try to find them all but just a heads about them. Also If please read my other story. Merry Christmas everybody and thnx for reading.