Chapter 6-waking up, a tantrum, a resolutions.
When Harry woke that morning their was no pressure on him about telling Hermione anything or have anything to worry about. He could just lay their for hours in the warmth and comfort of having the person he loved so close in his arms. Harry did not know how to express his happiness so he simply snuggled closer to Hermione, holding her tighter. Staying like this, Harry spent at least a half an hour just laying their thinking and enjoying the closeness to his love.
After a while Hermione finally woke up and turned around to see an awake Harry smiling at her. She could do nothing but kiss him. "Good morning." She whispered quietly.
"Yes, it is a very good morning." Harry replied while leaning over to give Hermione a kiss on her forehead. He rose out of bed to help his Hermione out of bed so they could go eat. It had been quite some time since they had a meal last. Since the both of them were so comfortable in each others arms and were both mentally and physically exhausted they had not woken up until early afternoon.
This had surprised both of them that neither had woken up during their long sleep but they did not complain. For the first time in a long time Harry and Hermione felt completely rested and full of energy and excitement towards the day.
The adults sat down in the dining room and summoned some left over food to them not really caring what they ate as long as they could get some food into their quite empty stomachs. While eating they started to discuss the plans for the day.
"So Hermione, What do you want to do today?" Harry asked while grabbing some crackers to shove in his mouth.
"I do not know and don't really care. Anyways we have read the last two days which is more of an activity that I would enjoy. So now it is your turn to pick something to do to fill our time. Choose whatever you want to do. I don't care." Hermione told Harry confidently.
The wheels in Harry's head started to turn and glanced to the sky at the weather. The heavy snow had ceased to a very light snow. Their was no wind and the sun was starting to break through the clouds making it look like it was going to be a very pleasant day.
Hermione looked up through the window in the direction Harry's eyes moved to and then she looked back into Harry's eyes that met her.
"Anything you say Hermione?" Harry asked to confirm what she had said.
"Anything," this time though Hermione was not so confident. She did not like the tone of voice Harry was speaking in and their was a mischievous glint in his eyes that made Hermione a little afraid. Then it clicked in her head what he wanted to do. She knew Harry too well and knew that he wanted to go flying since he saw that it was perfect flying condition. "No way Harry. You can not be thinking what you are thinking. I will not go flying around. Especially if it is snowing and freezing cold outside."
"Oh come on Hermione. Where is your sense of adventure? Anyways, it will feel good to be flying in this weather and it is not dangerous to fly when it is snowing. If anything it is safer. Think about it. If you fall fifty feet from the ground the snow will break your fall and you may only break half the bones in your body." Harry smiled at Hermione.
"That is not funny. Knowing me that is exactly what's going to happen to me once I climb onto a broom and was flying fifty feet in the air. Which is not going to happen anyways." Hermione told Harry quite seriously.
"Has anyone told you that you look really cute when you are angry." Harry teased.
"I am not angry. I am impassioned about not letting my feet leave the ground." Hermione said, trying to ignore the compliment that he said she was cute.
"Well, you look really cute when you are impassioned." To Hermione's annoyance she blushed when he said this which only made Harry laugh. "See, who can resist the charms of Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived."
"Me, that's who. I will not be caught dead out in this weather ON A BROOM!" Hermione annunciated the last part clearly, which only made Harry laugh more. "YOU ARE FRUSTRATING!" Hermione yelled in exasperation and stormed out of the dining room to go to her library.
Harry laughed some more as he ran up the stairs in pursuit of Hermione. Harry just loved how she got worked up so easily but then he thought about how hard it will be to calm her back down. He arrived at the library door and was not surprised to find the door was locked. He tried the unlocking charm but once again was not in the least surprised that she had done the spell that she knew he could not unlock, or anybody for that matter.
Sighing he sat down against the wall and thought for a couple of minutes. He knew he shouldn't have pushed Hermione like that, but it was so amusing and it felt like old times again when she would be telling Ron and him to do their homework and they still wouldn't do it. Harry smiled at the thought of the old school days and noticed that this was the first time he could think of Ron and he didn't cry or get angry. He felt sad but it wasn't overwhelming and he felt happy remembering the good times with Ron.
His mind then set to the task at hand, how to get Hermione out of the library and for her to go flying with him within the next fifteen minutes so they could have plenty of time to go flying. Harry sighed inwardly, he had his work cut out for him so he better get started.
Inside the room Hermione was pacing around glancing at books and every so often peeking at one. She wasn't as angry as she was frustrated with Harry.......
"Hermione?" Harry asked, his voice muffled because of the wall between them. Hermione felt some of her frustration melting away at the sound of his voice which made her angry. Harry Potter did not deserve her running out into his arms after the way he treated her. Their was a pause where Harry waited for an answer but there was no response, Hermione was not going to give in that easily. "Hermione, I know you can hear me and you are probably in their pacing all around the library picking up and looking through random books aimlessly. I also know you are frustrated with me and you do not want to give into me that easily but will you please save us all the time and effort for the inevitable of you agreeing to come out and go flying."
All Hermione could do was smile at how correct he was at his assumption. She decided to respond back since he was right that most likely in the next hour she would be up in the air riding one of Harry's numerous brooms. "How do you know me so well Harry?"
She heard Harry laugh in amusement and relief. "Ms. Granger are you forgetting that we have been friends for almost 10 years. You have to admit I would have to be pretty dense not to know you by now."
Giggles came from inside thelLibrary along with footsteps towards the door. The sound of a whispered charm could be heard as a click came from the now unlocked door. Harry let out a breath he did not know he had been holding in relief he had been worried that this would take hours to get her outside of that library. In his head, Harry made a mental note to not make Hermione so mad that she would resort to locking herself into any room. The scene could get ugly if it had been over something more serious or she had been in a foul mood.
An uncertain Hermione emerged from the library looking at Harry nervously. "So how do I go about this flying business?"
This of course made Harry laugh but he stifled it behind his hand and looked more serious when he saw Hermione glare at him just in the same way she had right before she had locked herself into a room. "Err. Very easy Hermione. Lets take this a step at a time. One, you may want to go get some comfortable robes on and tie your hair back from your face. When you are ready meet me back into the living room.
Hermione darted down to her room to allow herself with a few extra minutes to prepare for this any way she could. She started by taking Harry's advice and finding some comfy clothes to wear. Next was tying her hair back which would be a little bit on the difficult side because of her hair being the way it is. She did the best she could without magic and saw the results. Lets just say the results were not pretty. Resorting to magic was her last option which she used. A few charms their and a spell later Hermione was ready to go out in that yard and climb onto a broom to go flying hundreds of feet in the sky. After thinking about it, she was only physically ready, not mentally prepared for this at all.
Harry on the other hand was excited to finally be able to teach Hermione how to fly. He has been waiting for this ever since they had been friends. How the school taught was fine and dandy for most students but he knew that Hermione needed one on one help. Harry was confident that he could teach Hermione how to fly properly and enjoy it if he was the one teaching it. Energy was flowing through his body freely now and it was hard to contain the excitement he was feeling. The man's brain had to walk him through each step of changing his clothes into some practice robes and to get totally ready for flying.
When he had worked through this he ran down the hallway to the Living Room to find Hermione standing their looking quite nervously at one of the quidditch posters on his wall where a seeker goes diving for the snitch to miss it by inches and fall to the ground in a huddled mass. Hermione screeched when he landed and when he tried to stand up and failed miserably because he had multiple broken bones that cracked when he stood. Then he had blood all over his face from a bloody nose and a scrape on his cheek.
Harry had to laugh when he saw Hermione's frightened face but he also felt sorry for her because he knew this would make her feel even more nervous than she already felt.
When Hermione heard Harry let out a small laugh she turned around and pointed a finger at Harry accusingly. "WHY in GOD's name do YOU have THAT poster ON THE WALL???" Her voice was uneven and shaky from surprise.
"Well, its to reminds me before a game to what I do not want to look like and feel like, so I better play hard and keep my head straight." He shrugged at Hermione.
"You are taking that off the wall right when we get back because if I am going to go flying at this house then I do not need to see that everyday as a reminder what could happen to me if I lose control of the broom. Also, I do not want to see that happen to anybody especially you so I do not want to be looking at something that could happen to you. YOU GOT THAT?"
A/N okie dokie. I was going to have the chapter twice as long but I thought I could put one chapter into two chapters. Also since I haven't update and it will probably take me another couple days to write the next part I thought it would be better if I split it up and give you something to read until then. I have gotten wonderful reviews and I thank all of those that have reviewed. You have made a tough time in my life a little more bearable. Please keep r/r'ing. I love you all. If you have any questions you want me to answer or anything you want me to write back to you about just e-mail me at chrisfaithalin@hotmail.com.
When Harry woke that morning their was no pressure on him about telling Hermione anything or have anything to worry about. He could just lay their for hours in the warmth and comfort of having the person he loved so close in his arms. Harry did not know how to express his happiness so he simply snuggled closer to Hermione, holding her tighter. Staying like this, Harry spent at least a half an hour just laying their thinking and enjoying the closeness to his love.
After a while Hermione finally woke up and turned around to see an awake Harry smiling at her. She could do nothing but kiss him. "Good morning." She whispered quietly.
"Yes, it is a very good morning." Harry replied while leaning over to give Hermione a kiss on her forehead. He rose out of bed to help his Hermione out of bed so they could go eat. It had been quite some time since they had a meal last. Since the both of them were so comfortable in each others arms and were both mentally and physically exhausted they had not woken up until early afternoon.
This had surprised both of them that neither had woken up during their long sleep but they did not complain. For the first time in a long time Harry and Hermione felt completely rested and full of energy and excitement towards the day.
The adults sat down in the dining room and summoned some left over food to them not really caring what they ate as long as they could get some food into their quite empty stomachs. While eating they started to discuss the plans for the day.
"So Hermione, What do you want to do today?" Harry asked while grabbing some crackers to shove in his mouth.
"I do not know and don't really care. Anyways we have read the last two days which is more of an activity that I would enjoy. So now it is your turn to pick something to do to fill our time. Choose whatever you want to do. I don't care." Hermione told Harry confidently.
The wheels in Harry's head started to turn and glanced to the sky at the weather. The heavy snow had ceased to a very light snow. Their was no wind and the sun was starting to break through the clouds making it look like it was going to be a very pleasant day.
Hermione looked up through the window in the direction Harry's eyes moved to and then she looked back into Harry's eyes that met her.
"Anything you say Hermione?" Harry asked to confirm what she had said.
"Anything," this time though Hermione was not so confident. She did not like the tone of voice Harry was speaking in and their was a mischievous glint in his eyes that made Hermione a little afraid. Then it clicked in her head what he wanted to do. She knew Harry too well and knew that he wanted to go flying since he saw that it was perfect flying condition. "No way Harry. You can not be thinking what you are thinking. I will not go flying around. Especially if it is snowing and freezing cold outside."
"Oh come on Hermione. Where is your sense of adventure? Anyways, it will feel good to be flying in this weather and it is not dangerous to fly when it is snowing. If anything it is safer. Think about it. If you fall fifty feet from the ground the snow will break your fall and you may only break half the bones in your body." Harry smiled at Hermione.
"That is not funny. Knowing me that is exactly what's going to happen to me once I climb onto a broom and was flying fifty feet in the air. Which is not going to happen anyways." Hermione told Harry quite seriously.
"Has anyone told you that you look really cute when you are angry." Harry teased.
"I am not angry. I am impassioned about not letting my feet leave the ground." Hermione said, trying to ignore the compliment that he said she was cute.
"Well, you look really cute when you are impassioned." To Hermione's annoyance she blushed when he said this which only made Harry laugh. "See, who can resist the charms of Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived."
"Me, that's who. I will not be caught dead out in this weather ON A BROOM!" Hermione annunciated the last part clearly, which only made Harry laugh more. "YOU ARE FRUSTRATING!" Hermione yelled in exasperation and stormed out of the dining room to go to her library.
Harry laughed some more as he ran up the stairs in pursuit of Hermione. Harry just loved how she got worked up so easily but then he thought about how hard it will be to calm her back down. He arrived at the library door and was not surprised to find the door was locked. He tried the unlocking charm but once again was not in the least surprised that she had done the spell that she knew he could not unlock, or anybody for that matter.
Sighing he sat down against the wall and thought for a couple of minutes. He knew he shouldn't have pushed Hermione like that, but it was so amusing and it felt like old times again when she would be telling Ron and him to do their homework and they still wouldn't do it. Harry smiled at the thought of the old school days and noticed that this was the first time he could think of Ron and he didn't cry or get angry. He felt sad but it wasn't overwhelming and he felt happy remembering the good times with Ron.
His mind then set to the task at hand, how to get Hermione out of the library and for her to go flying with him within the next fifteen minutes so they could have plenty of time to go flying. Harry sighed inwardly, he had his work cut out for him so he better get started.
Inside the room Hermione was pacing around glancing at books and every so often peeking at one. She wasn't as angry as she was frustrated with Harry.......
"Hermione?" Harry asked, his voice muffled because of the wall between them. Hermione felt some of her frustration melting away at the sound of his voice which made her angry. Harry Potter did not deserve her running out into his arms after the way he treated her. Their was a pause where Harry waited for an answer but there was no response, Hermione was not going to give in that easily. "Hermione, I know you can hear me and you are probably in their pacing all around the library picking up and looking through random books aimlessly. I also know you are frustrated with me and you do not want to give into me that easily but will you please save us all the time and effort for the inevitable of you agreeing to come out and go flying."
All Hermione could do was smile at how correct he was at his assumption. She decided to respond back since he was right that most likely in the next hour she would be up in the air riding one of Harry's numerous brooms. "How do you know me so well Harry?"
She heard Harry laugh in amusement and relief. "Ms. Granger are you forgetting that we have been friends for almost 10 years. You have to admit I would have to be pretty dense not to know you by now."
Giggles came from inside thelLibrary along with footsteps towards the door. The sound of a whispered charm could be heard as a click came from the now unlocked door. Harry let out a breath he did not know he had been holding in relief he had been worried that this would take hours to get her outside of that library. In his head, Harry made a mental note to not make Hermione so mad that she would resort to locking herself into any room. The scene could get ugly if it had been over something more serious or she had been in a foul mood.
An uncertain Hermione emerged from the library looking at Harry nervously. "So how do I go about this flying business?"
This of course made Harry laugh but he stifled it behind his hand and looked more serious when he saw Hermione glare at him just in the same way she had right before she had locked herself into a room. "Err. Very easy Hermione. Lets take this a step at a time. One, you may want to go get some comfortable robes on and tie your hair back from your face. When you are ready meet me back into the living room.
Hermione darted down to her room to allow herself with a few extra minutes to prepare for this any way she could. She started by taking Harry's advice and finding some comfy clothes to wear. Next was tying her hair back which would be a little bit on the difficult side because of her hair being the way it is. She did the best she could without magic and saw the results. Lets just say the results were not pretty. Resorting to magic was her last option which she used. A few charms their and a spell later Hermione was ready to go out in that yard and climb onto a broom to go flying hundreds of feet in the sky. After thinking about it, she was only physically ready, not mentally prepared for this at all.
Harry on the other hand was excited to finally be able to teach Hermione how to fly. He has been waiting for this ever since they had been friends. How the school taught was fine and dandy for most students but he knew that Hermione needed one on one help. Harry was confident that he could teach Hermione how to fly properly and enjoy it if he was the one teaching it. Energy was flowing through his body freely now and it was hard to contain the excitement he was feeling. The man's brain had to walk him through each step of changing his clothes into some practice robes and to get totally ready for flying.
When he had worked through this he ran down the hallway to the Living Room to find Hermione standing their looking quite nervously at one of the quidditch posters on his wall where a seeker goes diving for the snitch to miss it by inches and fall to the ground in a huddled mass. Hermione screeched when he landed and when he tried to stand up and failed miserably because he had multiple broken bones that cracked when he stood. Then he had blood all over his face from a bloody nose and a scrape on his cheek.
Harry had to laugh when he saw Hermione's frightened face but he also felt sorry for her because he knew this would make her feel even more nervous than she already felt.
When Hermione heard Harry let out a small laugh she turned around and pointed a finger at Harry accusingly. "WHY in GOD's name do YOU have THAT poster ON THE WALL???" Her voice was uneven and shaky from surprise.
"Well, its to reminds me before a game to what I do not want to look like and feel like, so I better play hard and keep my head straight." He shrugged at Hermione.
"You are taking that off the wall right when we get back because if I am going to go flying at this house then I do not need to see that everyday as a reminder what could happen to me if I lose control of the broom. Also, I do not want to see that happen to anybody especially you so I do not want to be looking at something that could happen to you. YOU GOT THAT?"
A/N okie dokie. I was going to have the chapter twice as long but I thought I could put one chapter into two chapters. Also since I haven't update and it will probably take me another couple days to write the next part I thought it would be better if I split it up and give you something to read until then. I have gotten wonderful reviews and I thank all of those that have reviewed. You have made a tough time in my life a little more bearable. Please keep r/r'ing. I love you all. If you have any questions you want me to answer or anything you want me to write back to you about just e-mail me at chrisfaithalin@hotmail.com.