Chapter 32
Hermionie giggled, "Emma saw us holding hands in the entrance hall, Harry."
"Yeah, I know, she gave me the dirtiest look," he answered.
"She gave me the death stare," Hermionie laughed, "I have to share a dorm with that thing."
"That's alright," Harry said, sitting down to breakfast. The two of them were the first Gryffindors there; "You can come sleep in my bed if you get too scared." He winked.
"Harry!" Hermionie cried. She laughed, "I'll consider it." She winked back at him.
"Oooh, I can't wait," He played. After a few minutes of stuffing his face with any breakfast food he could reach, he said, "How about we do just that?"
"Excuse me?" Hermionie said incredulously.
He laughed, "I mean, so back to the . . . Erm . . . porch?" He didn't want to call it something as goofy as 'porch', but he couldn't think of another word for it. It needed a special name. A name only him and Hermionie knew. "We need to think of a new name for that place."
"Our place? How about we just call it our place? It's simple." Hermionie said, after taking a bite of porridge.
"I dunno," said Harry. He took a bite of jammed toast, and chewed it thoughtfully. "Good thing tomorrow is the first day of the holidays."
"Yeah," Said Hermionie though a mouthful of food. The two of them sat and ate quietly.
"I'm going to the tower to get our stuff," He said.
"Are you getting mine?" Hermionie asked, "I can get my own you know."
"No that's alright. I'll get it and meet you back here."
"'Kay," Hermionie answered and smiled. Harry gently took her chin in his hand and kissed her lightly.
"See you soon," Harry said, and walked away.
"Bye," She said and watched him walk away. Then she sighed and continued to eat.
~*~
Harry wandered out of the Great Hall and into the Entrance Hall, where he found Emma and Ron, going into breakfast. Harry ducked behind a suit of armor. He heard them stop in front of it, to talk.
"Alright Emma, see you tonight," Ron said, "Around midnight?"
"That's fine Ron," Emma answered sweetly. Harry had an idea already forming in him brain.
"I will be a little late, because I have to write to my mum," Harry saw Ron's ears turn pink from behind the suit of armor.
"That's okay," Emma said, and she smiled. "Midnight it is Ron. Don't be too late." And Harry heard Emma walk away, and he watched Ron walk into the Great Hall. Harry grinned broadly. The idea was perfect. All he needed was Hermionie's help.
~*~
That afternoon, after all the lessons were finished, Harry and Hermionie were sitting under a tree by the lake, talking.
"That's a great idea Harry," Hermionie said once Harry had told her his master plan.
"The only little detail I'm worried about is timing. You *have * to be perfect," Harry smiled. He wasn't worried about her being perfect, because she always was anyway.
"Not a problem," she said. Relaxed, she laid down on her back in the cool shaded grass. She closed her eyes and sighed. It was a beautiful afternoon, the sun was high and warm, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. A cool breeze washed over Hermionie's face, and she smiled contently. Totally relaxed with the silence around her, she felt Harry's hand slide into hers and link fingers. She opened her eyes to look at him, he kissed her hand and grinned at him.
"Harry, you are way too mushy and lovely dovey for your own good," she smirked.
"Is that bad?" He asked her, actually looking concerned.
"No," she laughed, "It's a good thing, I like it."
"Good, I wasn't going to stop anyway," he kissed her hand again. Harry lay down next to Hermionie, still holding her hand. He stared at the glassy, shinny lake and thought to himself. 'My life couldn't be better.' With the exception of Ron of coarse, but that was to be fixed later tonight.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Later that night, Harry was at the landing for the girls' dorm with Hermionie.
"Alright, everything's clear. Ron is in the room writing to Mrs. Weasley, and Emma is down stairs reading." Harry said anxiously.
"Ready to roll?" Hermionie asked. The invisibility cloak slung over her arm.
"Ready." Harry said.
"Alright, go down stairs. When I get the signal, I'll run up and get Ron. Go now, quick!" Hermionie whispered loudly. Harry gave her thumbs up and went down stairs, Hermionie sneaking quietly behind him. She was planning to watch from the stairs, under the invisibility cloak. At the bottom of the stairs Harry waved, and Hermionie threw the cloak over her.
He took in a deep breath and released it slowly. He had to get into the right mood for this to work, because he didn't want to gag if he had to get too close to her. Quietly he sat down next to her. Emma put her magazine that she was reading in her lap.
"Hello Harry," She said stiffly.
"Hey Emma," Harry responded, "What are you doing up so late?"
"Oh," she said, "No reason. Why are you?"
"Couldn't sleep. I needed some company," Harry tried desperately not to choke on his words.
"Oh I see," Emma said, "Why didn't you go to Hermionie?"
"She's busy studying I didn't want to bother her." Harry said simply.
"I'm glad you came to me. I was quite bored myself." She was acting normal, and Harry wished she would stop. He needed her to be seductive, like she used to be. Harry looked around and tapped his lap with his fingers out of boredom.
"Well," Said Emma. She was giving him a sexy look, or what was *supposed * to be a sexy look. She matched her smile with her eyes. "If you're bored, and I'm bored . . ." She scooted closer. Harry looked up at where Hermionie was believed to be standing. He blinked twice and scratched his face. Then he gave his full attention to Emma, hearing soft footsteps climbing the staircase.
~*~
Hermionie got the signal and trusted Harry with as much as her heart would allow to leave him there with Emma in a mood like that. She threw off the cloak and tossed it lazily into her dorm, and headed the rest of the way up the stairs. A second later, she was knocking on the boys' dorm Door. Then she heard Ron's voice beckoning her inside.
"Ron?" Hermionie poked her head in.
"Yes?" he said, not looking up from his parchment. He dipped his quill in the inkbottle on his bed spread, and then started to write again.
"Ron, Please, come with me for a moment. It's serious." Hermionie did her best to act like there was an actual emergency.
"What is it?" Ron said looking up at her. "Is everything okay?" He was concerned. Good, this is what she wanted.
"I don't know come with me," Hermionie said. Ron set his things aside and followed her. She was surprised he didn't put up more of a fight. At the girls' landing, she ran inside and grabbed the cloak, and hid it behind her back. "Down here," She said, and they stood on the bottom step. Hermionie threw the cloak over them both, and Ron was about to ask what's going on, but Hermionie clasped her hand over his mouth and shushed him. He got wide eyed and stared at Hermionie as she led him over by the fire where he could get a clear view of what was happening.
"Come on Harry, no one has to know," Emma was practically sitting on Harry.
"No Emma, what about Ron?" Harry asked. He had heard Hermionie come back down the stairs and he also heard them shuffling near the fire. 'Perfect Hermionie,' Harry thought, 'absolutely perfect.' Emma had her legs over Harry's lap, and now she was snaking her arms around his neck.
"Forget about Ron," Emma said. Harry looked into her half lidded eyes, and he knew she thought she was going to her what she wanted. Emma leaned in and kissed the corners of Harry's mouth, and Hermionie stiffened, as did Ron beside her.
"Emma!" Ron yelled and flung the cloak off himself and Hermionie. Emma's face went as pale as a sheet. "I cannot believe you! Hermionie and Harry were right! You did try to seduce Harry! You LIED to me! I just cannot believe you!!" Harry stood, walked over to Hermionie and put an arm around her waist. Hermionie smiled at their results. Harry kissed her temple and squeezed her to his side.
"No Ron, let me explain!" Emma cried. Tears were flooding the rims of her hazel eyes.
"No Emma," Ron said coolly, "You lied and manipulated me. You turned me again my best friends!"
"Although that was partially his fault for being ignorant," Harry whispered to Hermionie. She giggled and hit him playfully.
"Ron," Emma cried. She looked like she actually had feelings for Ron. Hell, maybe she did, but Harry thought it unlikely. "Don't do this."
"Well I am. I am though with you." Ron turned around and stood by Harry. Harry released Hermionie. He didn't know if Ron was ready for that kind of news just yet.
"These are my real friends." Ron said. "Now I would appreciate it if you'd stay away from me. I don't like you anymore." Emma burst into tears and ran up the staircase and into her dorm. Hermionie whooped loudly in triumph. Then she ran over to Ron and threw her arms around his neck. Ron was a bit taken aback, but eventually relaxed and smiled broadly. Hugging back, he sighed.
"Missed you 'Mionie," Ron said.
"Missed you too," she said, "Good to have you back." She released him, and stood back. She went over and stood by Harry, elbowed him in the ribs, and smiled. "Hate to say it Ron-"
"But we told you so," Harry and Hermionie said together. They laughed.
"Yeah, Yeah you did," Ron said to them. "I can't believe I actually trusted her." He rolled his eyes.
"We can't either," Harry said, chuckling.
"Hey, well thanks for showing me the real Emma. I could've lost you guys."
"We wouldn't have let that happen," Hermionie said, sitting down on the couch closest to her. Harry sat down next to her, and Ron took an armchair. Then Harry slid an arm around her waist, and smiled at Ron behind Hermionie's head. Ron saw a gleam of happiness in Harry's eyes, and knew what was going on.
"So you two," Ron said, "are?"
"Are what Ron?" Hermionie said. She realized the arm around her. 'oh,' she thought. "Yes, we're together." She tipped her head back, and Harry kissed her. Hermionie grinned at Ron.
"So, now that things are all right with the world, what now?" Harry asked.
"Everything is right with the world?" Ron raised an eyebrow.
Hermionie giggled, "Yes! Me and Harry are happy, and how we've got you back on our side, everything in *my * world is right again."
"Couldn't be better," Harry said, wrapping his other arm around Hermionie. She rested her hands on his.
Ron was truly happy for his friends. 'It was about time they both confessed their love,' Ron thought. He knew they both were meant to be together, it was in their eyes. The way they looked at one another always proved it. A few bumps in the road didn't stop either of them apparently. The bumps being major problems of coarse. Yes, he was very happy for them both, and he thought they definitely deserved each other's company.
"So Ron," Harry said, "Now we just need to find you a girl."
"Yeah no kidding," Hermionie said, "You need a love in your life."
"You're probably right." He agreed. The three of them sat up late that night, comfortably chatting about everything and anything. Life was perfect for the three of them, Hermionie was happy, Harry was happy, and so was Ron. Hermionie sighed contently as the pieces of her world, that had shattered so many weeks ago, now peacefully and perfectly were but back together again.
A/N: Well, this is the end of the story. Hope you enjoyed it. Took me a year to finish and make perfect, and I'm happy with it. Please Review.
(I * MIGHT * do a squeal.)
Hermionie giggled, "Emma saw us holding hands in the entrance hall, Harry."
"Yeah, I know, she gave me the dirtiest look," he answered.
"She gave me the death stare," Hermionie laughed, "I have to share a dorm with that thing."
"That's alright," Harry said, sitting down to breakfast. The two of them were the first Gryffindors there; "You can come sleep in my bed if you get too scared." He winked.
"Harry!" Hermionie cried. She laughed, "I'll consider it." She winked back at him.
"Oooh, I can't wait," He played. After a few minutes of stuffing his face with any breakfast food he could reach, he said, "How about we do just that?"
"Excuse me?" Hermionie said incredulously.
He laughed, "I mean, so back to the . . . Erm . . . porch?" He didn't want to call it something as goofy as 'porch', but he couldn't think of another word for it. It needed a special name. A name only him and Hermionie knew. "We need to think of a new name for that place."
"Our place? How about we just call it our place? It's simple." Hermionie said, after taking a bite of porridge.
"I dunno," said Harry. He took a bite of jammed toast, and chewed it thoughtfully. "Good thing tomorrow is the first day of the holidays."
"Yeah," Said Hermionie though a mouthful of food. The two of them sat and ate quietly.
"I'm going to the tower to get our stuff," He said.
"Are you getting mine?" Hermionie asked, "I can get my own you know."
"No that's alright. I'll get it and meet you back here."
"'Kay," Hermionie answered and smiled. Harry gently took her chin in his hand and kissed her lightly.
"See you soon," Harry said, and walked away.
"Bye," She said and watched him walk away. Then she sighed and continued to eat.
~*~
Harry wandered out of the Great Hall and into the Entrance Hall, where he found Emma and Ron, going into breakfast. Harry ducked behind a suit of armor. He heard them stop in front of it, to talk.
"Alright Emma, see you tonight," Ron said, "Around midnight?"
"That's fine Ron," Emma answered sweetly. Harry had an idea already forming in him brain.
"I will be a little late, because I have to write to my mum," Harry saw Ron's ears turn pink from behind the suit of armor.
"That's okay," Emma said, and she smiled. "Midnight it is Ron. Don't be too late." And Harry heard Emma walk away, and he watched Ron walk into the Great Hall. Harry grinned broadly. The idea was perfect. All he needed was Hermionie's help.
~*~
That afternoon, after all the lessons were finished, Harry and Hermionie were sitting under a tree by the lake, talking.
"That's a great idea Harry," Hermionie said once Harry had told her his master plan.
"The only little detail I'm worried about is timing. You *have * to be perfect," Harry smiled. He wasn't worried about her being perfect, because she always was anyway.
"Not a problem," she said. Relaxed, she laid down on her back in the cool shaded grass. She closed her eyes and sighed. It was a beautiful afternoon, the sun was high and warm, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. A cool breeze washed over Hermionie's face, and she smiled contently. Totally relaxed with the silence around her, she felt Harry's hand slide into hers and link fingers. She opened her eyes to look at him, he kissed her hand and grinned at him.
"Harry, you are way too mushy and lovely dovey for your own good," she smirked.
"Is that bad?" He asked her, actually looking concerned.
"No," she laughed, "It's a good thing, I like it."
"Good, I wasn't going to stop anyway," he kissed her hand again. Harry lay down next to Hermionie, still holding her hand. He stared at the glassy, shinny lake and thought to himself. 'My life couldn't be better.' With the exception of Ron of coarse, but that was to be fixed later tonight.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Later that night, Harry was at the landing for the girls' dorm with Hermionie.
"Alright, everything's clear. Ron is in the room writing to Mrs. Weasley, and Emma is down stairs reading." Harry said anxiously.
"Ready to roll?" Hermionie asked. The invisibility cloak slung over her arm.
"Ready." Harry said.
"Alright, go down stairs. When I get the signal, I'll run up and get Ron. Go now, quick!" Hermionie whispered loudly. Harry gave her thumbs up and went down stairs, Hermionie sneaking quietly behind him. She was planning to watch from the stairs, under the invisibility cloak. At the bottom of the stairs Harry waved, and Hermionie threw the cloak over her.
He took in a deep breath and released it slowly. He had to get into the right mood for this to work, because he didn't want to gag if he had to get too close to her. Quietly he sat down next to her. Emma put her magazine that she was reading in her lap.
"Hello Harry," She said stiffly.
"Hey Emma," Harry responded, "What are you doing up so late?"
"Oh," she said, "No reason. Why are you?"
"Couldn't sleep. I needed some company," Harry tried desperately not to choke on his words.
"Oh I see," Emma said, "Why didn't you go to Hermionie?"
"She's busy studying I didn't want to bother her." Harry said simply.
"I'm glad you came to me. I was quite bored myself." She was acting normal, and Harry wished she would stop. He needed her to be seductive, like she used to be. Harry looked around and tapped his lap with his fingers out of boredom.
"Well," Said Emma. She was giving him a sexy look, or what was *supposed * to be a sexy look. She matched her smile with her eyes. "If you're bored, and I'm bored . . ." She scooted closer. Harry looked up at where Hermionie was believed to be standing. He blinked twice and scratched his face. Then he gave his full attention to Emma, hearing soft footsteps climbing the staircase.
~*~
Hermionie got the signal and trusted Harry with as much as her heart would allow to leave him there with Emma in a mood like that. She threw off the cloak and tossed it lazily into her dorm, and headed the rest of the way up the stairs. A second later, she was knocking on the boys' dorm Door. Then she heard Ron's voice beckoning her inside.
"Ron?" Hermionie poked her head in.
"Yes?" he said, not looking up from his parchment. He dipped his quill in the inkbottle on his bed spread, and then started to write again.
"Ron, Please, come with me for a moment. It's serious." Hermionie did her best to act like there was an actual emergency.
"What is it?" Ron said looking up at her. "Is everything okay?" He was concerned. Good, this is what she wanted.
"I don't know come with me," Hermionie said. Ron set his things aside and followed her. She was surprised he didn't put up more of a fight. At the girls' landing, she ran inside and grabbed the cloak, and hid it behind her back. "Down here," She said, and they stood on the bottom step. Hermionie threw the cloak over them both, and Ron was about to ask what's going on, but Hermionie clasped her hand over his mouth and shushed him. He got wide eyed and stared at Hermionie as she led him over by the fire where he could get a clear view of what was happening.
"Come on Harry, no one has to know," Emma was practically sitting on Harry.
"No Emma, what about Ron?" Harry asked. He had heard Hermionie come back down the stairs and he also heard them shuffling near the fire. 'Perfect Hermionie,' Harry thought, 'absolutely perfect.' Emma had her legs over Harry's lap, and now she was snaking her arms around his neck.
"Forget about Ron," Emma said. Harry looked into her half lidded eyes, and he knew she thought she was going to her what she wanted. Emma leaned in and kissed the corners of Harry's mouth, and Hermionie stiffened, as did Ron beside her.
"Emma!" Ron yelled and flung the cloak off himself and Hermionie. Emma's face went as pale as a sheet. "I cannot believe you! Hermionie and Harry were right! You did try to seduce Harry! You LIED to me! I just cannot believe you!!" Harry stood, walked over to Hermionie and put an arm around her waist. Hermionie smiled at their results. Harry kissed her temple and squeezed her to his side.
"No Ron, let me explain!" Emma cried. Tears were flooding the rims of her hazel eyes.
"No Emma," Ron said coolly, "You lied and manipulated me. You turned me again my best friends!"
"Although that was partially his fault for being ignorant," Harry whispered to Hermionie. She giggled and hit him playfully.
"Ron," Emma cried. She looked like she actually had feelings for Ron. Hell, maybe she did, but Harry thought it unlikely. "Don't do this."
"Well I am. I am though with you." Ron turned around and stood by Harry. Harry released Hermionie. He didn't know if Ron was ready for that kind of news just yet.
"These are my real friends." Ron said. "Now I would appreciate it if you'd stay away from me. I don't like you anymore." Emma burst into tears and ran up the staircase and into her dorm. Hermionie whooped loudly in triumph. Then she ran over to Ron and threw her arms around his neck. Ron was a bit taken aback, but eventually relaxed and smiled broadly. Hugging back, he sighed.
"Missed you 'Mionie," Ron said.
"Missed you too," she said, "Good to have you back." She released him, and stood back. She went over and stood by Harry, elbowed him in the ribs, and smiled. "Hate to say it Ron-"
"But we told you so," Harry and Hermionie said together. They laughed.
"Yeah, Yeah you did," Ron said to them. "I can't believe I actually trusted her." He rolled his eyes.
"We can't either," Harry said, chuckling.
"Hey, well thanks for showing me the real Emma. I could've lost you guys."
"We wouldn't have let that happen," Hermionie said, sitting down on the couch closest to her. Harry sat down next to her, and Ron took an armchair. Then Harry slid an arm around her waist, and smiled at Ron behind Hermionie's head. Ron saw a gleam of happiness in Harry's eyes, and knew what was going on.
"So you two," Ron said, "are?"
"Are what Ron?" Hermionie said. She realized the arm around her. 'oh,' she thought. "Yes, we're together." She tipped her head back, and Harry kissed her. Hermionie grinned at Ron.
"So, now that things are all right with the world, what now?" Harry asked.
"Everything is right with the world?" Ron raised an eyebrow.
Hermionie giggled, "Yes! Me and Harry are happy, and how we've got you back on our side, everything in *my * world is right again."
"Couldn't be better," Harry said, wrapping his other arm around Hermionie. She rested her hands on his.
Ron was truly happy for his friends. 'It was about time they both confessed their love,' Ron thought. He knew they both were meant to be together, it was in their eyes. The way they looked at one another always proved it. A few bumps in the road didn't stop either of them apparently. The bumps being major problems of coarse. Yes, he was very happy for them both, and he thought they definitely deserved each other's company.
"So Ron," Harry said, "Now we just need to find you a girl."
"Yeah no kidding," Hermionie said, "You need a love in your life."
"You're probably right." He agreed. The three of them sat up late that night, comfortably chatting about everything and anything. Life was perfect for the three of them, Hermionie was happy, Harry was happy, and so was Ron. Hermionie sighed contently as the pieces of her world, that had shattered so many weeks ago, now peacefully and perfectly were but back together again.
A/N: Well, this is the end of the story. Hope you enjoyed it. Took me a year to finish and make perfect, and I'm happy with it. Please Review.
(I * MIGHT * do a squeal.)