Chapter 5-Leaving, discussion and kisses.
Only God knows how long the Harry and Hermione sat in that clearing, under the tree, crying into each others arms. Finally, their tears were spent and their bodies were weak from all the sorrow and pain that was released in those couple hours. They helped each other get on their feet. Supporting each other, the two adults visited each of the two graves one last time. With a final pop Harry and Hermione apparated back to the cottage.
It was decided between the two of them to have a cup of tea to soothe their nerves and relax. They sat down across from each other drinking the steaming tea silently, each of them lost in their thoughts about what happened today, and years ago and in the magic of the environment around them . Although it had not been in snowing in the clearing it was continuing to do so at their house. The snow flakes were bigger than this morning and were covering the world around them. Through magic the snow kept slipping off of the roof keeping it clear so you could look up and if felt like the snow was going to fall on you.
When each of them had sipped their way through a couple cups of tea Hermione became fed up with the silence and broke it. "Harry, what are you thinking?"
Harry looked up from his cup and met Hermione's eyes. He saw so many different emotions in them that he could not separate and identify them. It was an emotional wreck. He knew he could not lie to her so he told her the truth. "I was thinking," Harry started out slowly, "That maybe I shouldn't have told you what happened during the battle. I know you wanted to share the pain and burden that I carry but you do not need that. I don't care what you say. You deserve so much better than to have nightmares in the middle of the night and having those images constantly haunting you." Harry could not speak much more not only he didn't have it in him but Hermione also cut him off.
"Harry James Potter, do not go around the rest of your life regretting that you told me. I am grateful and will always be grateful that you told me. I can feel more at peace now that I know actually what happened. You will feel it too Harry. The pain will start to lesson and dull now that you have opened up and shared it with somebody else. I know it is a cliche but if you hold it in it will only hurt more the longer you don't tell your feelings to somebody."
Hermione said this all with such force and compassion that Harry had no right to argue her. He knew she was right but it still hurt thinking about how he had helped her remember that horrific day. It was over now and their was no good in regretting something he had already and done and could not be changed. He looked back into her eyes and through all those other emotions one seemed to cut it's way through the rest. It was love. He saw it so clearly now and was surprised of how dumb he was to missed it before.
Harry pushed back his chair allowing him to stand. He walked over to the other side of the table and held out his hand to Hermione for her to take. Not to Harry's surprise Hermione followed. He pulled her to his bedroom and they both climbed under the protection of the warm blankets. Harry grabbed both of the books they had been reading the day before and handed quidditch through the ages to Hermione for her to continue reading while he kept hogwarts, a history in his own hand. They curled up close to continue with their books.
From all the reading that they had donen yesterday it did not take them very long at all for them to finish the books. When each had finished they looked up from their books, and looked upon their companions face. It did not take long for them to both smile, a real smile. To Hermione it seemed 10 years were shed from Harry's face when that bright, dazzling smile. Harry loved that he saw that the smile brought a youthful look back to Hermione's face. Then it started, a long discussion about which was the better of the two books.
"I admit Harry that the book was better than I had expected and there was more to it than it than boring quidditch facts." Hermione admitted genuinly.
Harry's reply was much similar. "And I will truthfully admitted that the book was not filled with dull and tedious facts about the history of hogwarts and that some interesting things happened."
"See, that's what I have been trying to say to you for ages." Hermione told Harry.
"I especially liked the chapter about that famous Harry Potter. It was talking about how he was so brave, charming, and handsome. That he has made a tremendous impact on Hogwarts and the wizard community all over the world." Harry said quite pompously.
"You better stop talking like that. You sound like Lockhart."
"But, I thought you LOVED Gilderoy."
"I LOVED his charming good looks, not his over-sized ego."
"Are you telling me that I am not handsome and charming?"Harry faked a hurt look while using his puppy dog eyes.
"You said it not me."
"I am so hurt. I mean you are supposed to be my best friend and this is how you treat me. How could you......." Harry continued ranting seeming to think that she was serious.
Hermione seemed to not be able to shut Harry up. Then she thought of an easy way to make him be quiet. Hermione took Harry's face in her hands and kissed him. They pulled away after a couple of seconds of contact and stared into each others eyes. Hermione was smiling at Harry in such a way that Harry could not resist her. All he could do was smile back and enjoy all the love radiating from each of their body making it a magical environment.
Harry's hands snaked around Hermione's wasted and pulled her closer to him and this time he kissed her. Hermione's arms went around his neck while her hands ran through his hair causing it to stick up at every direction. This kiss was different than the two before it though. This kiss was not short and simple. This kiss lasted much longer in which the two bodies poured their souls into it. Years of love and passion were put into that kiss.
Later Hermione rolled over in the bed to be held by Harry. They talked for hours about their feelings of everything that happened, whether it be about their relationship or it be about the past, or Ron and Sirius. That night the two mended their pain and although they would still have the scars for the rest of their life they could finally put that part of their life to rest and be able to move on.
When they were all talked out both of them fell asleep into each others arms. For the first time in the longest time they both had a peaceful, long sleep. It was not interrupted until they woke up naturally on their own. Harry was not troubled by the recurring nightmares and had the first good night sleep since that fateful day.
(A/N)-well, thats the ending to that chapter. Thanks for the reviews and r/r. I will continue the story. So like I said I have gotten many great reviews and I am so happy that people are enjoying the story. So thanks and please keep r/r. also I thought of many more plot lines and I thought this might not have any real ending. I can continue with their ongoing lives as long as people like it and keep reading I will keep writing.
Only God knows how long the Harry and Hermione sat in that clearing, under the tree, crying into each others arms. Finally, their tears were spent and their bodies were weak from all the sorrow and pain that was released in those couple hours. They helped each other get on their feet. Supporting each other, the two adults visited each of the two graves one last time. With a final pop Harry and Hermione apparated back to the cottage.
It was decided between the two of them to have a cup of tea to soothe their nerves and relax. They sat down across from each other drinking the steaming tea silently, each of them lost in their thoughts about what happened today, and years ago and in the magic of the environment around them . Although it had not been in snowing in the clearing it was continuing to do so at their house. The snow flakes were bigger than this morning and were covering the world around them. Through magic the snow kept slipping off of the roof keeping it clear so you could look up and if felt like the snow was going to fall on you.
When each of them had sipped their way through a couple cups of tea Hermione became fed up with the silence and broke it. "Harry, what are you thinking?"
Harry looked up from his cup and met Hermione's eyes. He saw so many different emotions in them that he could not separate and identify them. It was an emotional wreck. He knew he could not lie to her so he told her the truth. "I was thinking," Harry started out slowly, "That maybe I shouldn't have told you what happened during the battle. I know you wanted to share the pain and burden that I carry but you do not need that. I don't care what you say. You deserve so much better than to have nightmares in the middle of the night and having those images constantly haunting you." Harry could not speak much more not only he didn't have it in him but Hermione also cut him off.
"Harry James Potter, do not go around the rest of your life regretting that you told me. I am grateful and will always be grateful that you told me. I can feel more at peace now that I know actually what happened. You will feel it too Harry. The pain will start to lesson and dull now that you have opened up and shared it with somebody else. I know it is a cliche but if you hold it in it will only hurt more the longer you don't tell your feelings to somebody."
Hermione said this all with such force and compassion that Harry had no right to argue her. He knew she was right but it still hurt thinking about how he had helped her remember that horrific day. It was over now and their was no good in regretting something he had already and done and could not be changed. He looked back into her eyes and through all those other emotions one seemed to cut it's way through the rest. It was love. He saw it so clearly now and was surprised of how dumb he was to missed it before.
Harry pushed back his chair allowing him to stand. He walked over to the other side of the table and held out his hand to Hermione for her to take. Not to Harry's surprise Hermione followed. He pulled her to his bedroom and they both climbed under the protection of the warm blankets. Harry grabbed both of the books they had been reading the day before and handed quidditch through the ages to Hermione for her to continue reading while he kept hogwarts, a history in his own hand. They curled up close to continue with their books.
From all the reading that they had donen yesterday it did not take them very long at all for them to finish the books. When each had finished they looked up from their books, and looked upon their companions face. It did not take long for them to both smile, a real smile. To Hermione it seemed 10 years were shed from Harry's face when that bright, dazzling smile. Harry loved that he saw that the smile brought a youthful look back to Hermione's face. Then it started, a long discussion about which was the better of the two books.
"I admit Harry that the book was better than I had expected and there was more to it than it than boring quidditch facts." Hermione admitted genuinly.
Harry's reply was much similar. "And I will truthfully admitted that the book was not filled with dull and tedious facts about the history of hogwarts and that some interesting things happened."
"See, that's what I have been trying to say to you for ages." Hermione told Harry.
"I especially liked the chapter about that famous Harry Potter. It was talking about how he was so brave, charming, and handsome. That he has made a tremendous impact on Hogwarts and the wizard community all over the world." Harry said quite pompously.
"You better stop talking like that. You sound like Lockhart."
"But, I thought you LOVED Gilderoy."
"I LOVED his charming good looks, not his over-sized ego."
"Are you telling me that I am not handsome and charming?"Harry faked a hurt look while using his puppy dog eyes.
"You said it not me."
"I am so hurt. I mean you are supposed to be my best friend and this is how you treat me. How could you......." Harry continued ranting seeming to think that she was serious.
Hermione seemed to not be able to shut Harry up. Then she thought of an easy way to make him be quiet. Hermione took Harry's face in her hands and kissed him. They pulled away after a couple of seconds of contact and stared into each others eyes. Hermione was smiling at Harry in such a way that Harry could not resist her. All he could do was smile back and enjoy all the love radiating from each of their body making it a magical environment.
Harry's hands snaked around Hermione's wasted and pulled her closer to him and this time he kissed her. Hermione's arms went around his neck while her hands ran through his hair causing it to stick up at every direction. This kiss was different than the two before it though. This kiss was not short and simple. This kiss lasted much longer in which the two bodies poured their souls into it. Years of love and passion were put into that kiss.
Later Hermione rolled over in the bed to be held by Harry. They talked for hours about their feelings of everything that happened, whether it be about their relationship or it be about the past, or Ron and Sirius. That night the two mended their pain and although they would still have the scars for the rest of their life they could finally put that part of their life to rest and be able to move on.
When they were all talked out both of them fell asleep into each others arms. For the first time in the longest time they both had a peaceful, long sleep. It was not interrupted until they woke up naturally on their own. Harry was not troubled by the recurring nightmares and had the first good night sleep since that fateful day.
(A/N)-well, thats the ending to that chapter. Thanks for the reviews and r/r. I will continue the story. So like I said I have gotten many great reviews and I am so happy that people are enjoying the story. So thanks and please keep r/r. also I thought of many more plot lines and I thought this might not have any real ending. I can continue with their ongoing lives as long as people like it and keep reading I will keep writing.