Harry and Hermione had reached the house and were opening the door.

" Hermione lets watch a movie so we can rest a bit", Harry asked.

" Sure!" Hermione dashed into the living room and Harry followed.

" What movie Harry?" Hermione asked.

" I heard the Gladiator is pretty good", Harry said eyeing all the videos she had on the shelf.

" Okay", Hermione put the cassette inside and they sat on the couch watching the movie only getting up to get some popcorn at 9:30.

Harry and Hermione got the popcorn in an eventful way.

First of all, Harry had trouble with the microwave.

" Hermione this thing is broken!" Harry yelled pressing all the buttons at the same time.

Hermione laughed and came over. " Maybe this is why?" Hermione said and inserted the plug into the electricity outlet.

Harry blushed and laughed with a lopsided grin as Hermione laughed uncontrollably.

Hermione and Harry waited for the popcorn and put some butter in it. Hermione had dropped some slabs of butter on the floor accidentally.

She slipped and Harry caught her with the popcorn in his hands. Yet his feet slipped also and they tumbled onto the kitchen floor. The popcorn spewed all over them.

Hermione and Harry just laughed as they cleaned the mess up and made a decent bowl of popcorn.

They both headed back towards the room and found that they were not alone.

Mr. Weasley and Ron were sitting on the couch admiring the beautiful handicrafts assorted in the living room of the Granger house.

When Harry and Hermione came in Mr. Weasley said rather strictly yet in a fatherly fashion, " Harry where were you at Diagon Alley, we were looking for you!" Ron nodded with his father.

" Hermione and I sent an owl", Harry protested in defense.

" Ummmmm Harry my owl was busy and I sent her off today when she returned", Hermione said embarrassed.

Harry looked at her dumfounded and saw that she was pretty embarrassed so he nodded at her and smiled in a reassuring way.

Ron stared a bit dumfounded at Hermione. Even though he had seen her in Diagon Alley, he had never seen her in a tank top and shorts. He suddenly got a jealous feeling but he shrugged it off but found his eyes were placed on Hermione.

Ron's eyes seem to penetrate nothing but Hermione. Even he had to admit himself. A new light had rung in his head last year. He had a crush on Hermione on looks. He really didn't love her, he just wanted her and wanted her to want him back. Ron shivered at this thought.

He stared at her lips, oh her perfect lips shaded with a tinge of glittering lip gloss.

He shook him self again. He admitted Hermione was pretty but he didn't love her. His thoughts ran to Lavender. Oh that was who he loved. But he just thought Hermione was pretty he did not love her. And he thought, he didn't want to hurt her by false love.

He was shading a color of red as he noticed Harry and Hermione staring at him quizzically.

" Ron its time to go", Mr. Weasley said gesturing to the fireplace.

Ron and Mr. Weasley waved and were in the flames and gone to the Weasley house.

Ron and his father left.

The room was silent for a bit as the still standing Harry and Hermione were just looking away awkwardly. Coloring and tinges of pink were reaching the extremes in their faces. Harry broke his eye contact with the wall which he had found rather interesting and turned his eyes towards Hermione who was turned away. He smiled inwardly at how, Hermione Granger, the walking Encyclopedia could actually forget something rather important. He just couldn't help but stifle a laugh by covering his mouth so that his laugh was no heard for Hermione seemed rather ashamed of herself for actually making the whole Weasley family think they were in some danger of some sort.

Hermione thoughts wandered to how stupid she was. She secretly hoped that Mr. Weasley didn't get the ministry involved for the so called search for the two lost teens. She hoped her parents weren't notified. ' How could I forget?' Hermione said wiping a few tears that were leaking through her eyes and they crept down the curving of her cheek. She was really embarrassed and ashamed that she let Harry down, Mr. Weasley down and made a fool of herself. 'What must Harry think?' she said finally tearing her eyes away from the ground while wiping them and noticed that he wasn't there. She sighed,' I should have paid more attention to him rather than my own folly!' Hermione thought and went into the kitchen and found Harry putting salt on the popcorn with a grim expression on his face. She made her presence clear by clearing her throat.

Harry immediately turned around and his facial expression changed. He looked a bit worried yet this feeling dies when he noticed Hermione had dry tear marks on her face.

He walked slowly to her and moved the strand of hair away from her face.

As he did Hermione's eyes felt like letting one more tear fall, which Harry wiped away slowly with a gentle swift motion of his hand.

He stared into her eyes and saw how much hurt Hermione was feeling. He couldn't believe she could get so sentimental over a mistake, no ordinary girl would. A smile crept up his lips and leaked through his face showing warmth from every angle. Hermione Granger was no Ordinary. She was different from everybody else and that was why Harry liked her (friend way) , that's why she was a friend with him, because she was different.

Harry turned around when Hermione cleared her throat and was stunned to see tears in her eyes. He rushed over to her and looked her in the eyes, " Hermione what is wrong?"

Hermione looked to the ground hiding her tears by wiping them off her face.

Harry thought it was no use, so he lifted her chin up with his hand.

Hermione looked up at him and just suddenly hugged him and poured out her heart to how ashamed she was of herself. She thought that he would be angry with her or something yet she was very surprised when he spoke.

"Hermione I am not angry at you just because your owl was away or your un- forgetful head made a mistake", he said compassionately stroking her hair gently pushing out of her face.

" Harry let's finish the movie and then eat some food", Hermione said wiping away her tears and replacing a wonderful smile on her once- expressionless face.

Harry smiled and they opened the fridge and found some bread and microwave able French fries.

" These look really good and they smell really better than the one company Dudley ate", Harry exclaimed while taking care of cooking the French fries.

Hermione was making the sandwiches. She also brought out the cake and cut two slices out for herself and Harry.

She had helped bake the cake, well if you count frosting and watching the oven.

Hermione smiled to herself. This was one interesting day. What would tomorrow bring?

Harry heard the BEEP! and he knew the fries were done.

He opened the microwave and took out the fries and dumped them on two plates evenly distributed.

Hermione came over and placed trays underneath the plates. She placed a slice of cake and a sandwich which was fully loaded with lettuce, mayonnaise, tomato, ham, salami and cheese on the plate.

She opened the fridge again and took out the bottle of Root Beer and made two ice cream floats for later and set them in the fridge.

She joined Harry with two cans of Coke in her hands.

He took one and they headed back to the living room with their trays with food.

They pressed the rewind button on the remote to where they left off.

Hermione thought it was rather gruesome in some parts I where she felt rather queasy but it wasn't that bad she said to herself after the movie was finished.

Harry looked over to Hermione who seemed rather enjoying herself. They were at the part in the end where Maixmus pulled a sword up his sleeve suddenly and stabbed the other guy in the arena.

Hermione jumped a little and curled up a bit more as she held onto Harry a bit tighter as the scene went on. Hermione loosened her grip as she saw the dead body fall to the ground and the cloak drenched with blood cover his face. She thought Russell Crowe was a bit cute if he would lose the beard but' she thought,' not as hot as Harry Potter' Hermione giggled to herself which surprised Harry as the scene where Maximus fell to the ground and was carried away took place.

Hermione then saw what was happening and a tear leaked her eyes.

Harry smiled at her and back at the movie to see the credits playing. He looked down at Hermione who had rested her head on his shoulder with his arm gently around the small of her back.

You would think that they were in love yet they weren't.

Hermione looked thoughtfully up at Harry whose green eyes sparkled as he looked at her and smiled.

Hermione got up as Harry removed his arm and asked," I am not tired yet, so do you want to watch another movie?" Hermione asked.

" Sure, I guess?" Harry said puzzled for Hermione really looked tired but he shook the thought away as she put in Sleepy Hollow.

" Rosa Dewton went to America and bought this movie for me, she said that I could use a scary movie", Hermione said.

She sat back down and they watched the movie. Hermione constantly gripped Harry's arm tightly and pressed herself against him harder involuntary.

Harry felt Hermione tighten her head against his shoulder and arm, her really did not care though because it didn't hurt and yet that was only just a mild scare in the movie. He smiled down at her in a warm expression and kept watching the movie.

More scary parts passed and Harry didn't feel Hermione tighten up or anything. He looked down at her and smiled to himself. Hermione was sleeping. He put the movie off with the remote. He decided to wake Hermione up but she wouldn't budge. He picked her up and started walking up the steps. He almost knew everything about Hermione's house.

Harry opened the door to Hermione room and laid her on her bed. She rested her head on the pillow and Harry folded a sheet over her so it reached her neck and Hermione snuggled warmly inside.

He smiles at how peaceful she looked and walked out of the room.

He fell asleep instantly after recounting the events of today. He smiled and thought he was going to have a great summer. In his happy thoughts he drifted off to sleep.