Life Day

            Disclaimer: Same as the other one before, folks,

            Author's Note: Sorry about this really extremely long over-due update, but I was yet again hit with Writer's Block on this story. Couldn't get anything to move on. Yes Yes Yes, I should get my head cleanly chopped off, but who would continue the story? Answer THAT one… Sorry about that, got carried away. Hope you won't hate me because of this.

            Quietly nursing his drink, Harry asked, "Mione, what have you been doing for the past few years. Now I know that you are a distinguished medical professor in both sides of the Atlantic, what about your other life?"

            "What other life?"

            " Oh, I don't know, like on the line of relationships should give you a major clue." Harry said jokingly.

            "Oh God! I don't want to talk about it, Harry."

            "C'mon, it should be interesting. The greatest bookworm the world has ever seen having a life like that would be an interesting tale to hear."

            "No!"

            "Please?" Harry giving his best puppy dog face which is known to make any girl's knees to melt instantly on the spot and do whatever he wished.

            It seemed it also affected Hermione too, "I give up. Fine. I will tell you." A sip from her mug gave her all the courage she needed to start.

            "Its been a terrible one. Working in 2 different hospitals per side is tough. Sometimes I got conflict on those schedules, keeping myself even having a working relationship with anyone was quite near impossible, but I did have an eye on someone. A handsome, funny person in fact. Sandy blond hair, smart. I could go on there."

            "Luckily, he asked me out on one of my rare days off, and we hit it off from there. He brought me out into an expensive restaurant; I think it was called Smiggles. You know how those Americans are, names a weird, but food is still great. After that, a movie, but nothing happened. I was just physically attracted. After a few more dates, we gave up, knowing it would never work out. We still keep in contact, though its getting less and less."

            "Just one?" Asked Harry.

            "Yep," Hermione answered. "Its your turn now."

A deep breath, another mouthful of the creamy butterbeer and Harry started. It was just 3 words, "Nothing ever happened."

            "What!" Granger exclaimed. "What do you mean 'nothing ever happened'? Do you mean to say that after seven long years, you had not one single relationship since that Cindy girl? And I must warn you that was about 8 years ago!"

            Harry seemed to have shrunk a bit, "I know. Its just that being a Auror cut me off with relationships. The stuff I have seen after Voldemort died is horrendous. I never want anyone to see what I have seen."

            "Look at Ron, he's having no trouble at all since being the 'Keeper for Puddlemere United and for England. He's always been easy going."

            "But you could have had any girl you want." And probably me too, "They are just waiting just to have some of the Great Harry Potter the Daily Prophet always said about."

            "I know, it's just that it. Those mindless girls don't want to share any of my troubling investigations I have on those Deatheaters, just more of that Greatness I have."

            "I didn't know," Hermione said quietly.

            "Its alright. No one ever did. Its just that after that War---," a glare from Hermione shut him up. "Ok, ok, I won't go any further." Remembering the promise he made just a mere few minutes ago.

            "Good. Now lets dance!"

            "What! You crazy Hermione!?" asked a bewildered Harry

            "Nope, just want to dance with you," answered Hermione.

            "You want your toes to be smashed?"

            "I got quick feet"

            "True, its your loss."

            With that, Hermione quickly grabbed Harry's hand and brought him to the swirling part of the floor, where every couple were swishing this way and that.

            "C'mon. Have some fun. Dance!" Hermione said because of the look of Harry's face.

            "I really don't know," said Harry timidly.

            "Right, and the earth just became Hell again. Honestly Harry, I saw you danced with Lavender, and I know that you know you can dance.

            "Hermione…"

            "No more that Hermione crap. You dance or I will hex you 'till next week."

            Giving up and having a terrible picture of Hermione angry, Harry gave in and closed in onto Hermione, dancing.

            "There, that wasn't so bad," said Hermione. "You dance quite well Potter."

            After a few more songs, the lead singer quickly conjured up a microphone (a/n: what the heck!), "Thank You pretty ladies in gentlewizards, its been great able to play in Hogwarts. As a final request by this lovely lady," a wave to Hermione. "we will play one last piece. Hope all of you will enjoy this one. Its called Angels."

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            Please, I know I haven't updated long, but no flames. Pretty please with some   good cherries on top? But do review.

IMPORTANT: Review away, but if you can, give me suggestions. I can always try to get them in. But Chapt 5 is written anyway. So ask for the 6th chapter.