Everlasting
Written By: ~Starlett~
Genere: Romance/Action/Adventure
Pairing: Harry/Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Chapter 2: Waiting
"Only three years Herm, three years," Hermione Granger thought to herself, sadness in her heart. Three years had evolved into five and Hermione was getting worried. She had heard from all her school friends like Ginny, Susan Bones, Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown and even Ron. But not Harry. Ron had assured her that Harry was well and alive, just that his Auror training was taking longer than he expected. Hermione pretended to believe it, but it wasn't like Harry not to keep in touch.
After three years went by, Harry's weekly letters had turned into monthly, then every other month and soon none at all. Something had to have happened.
"Herm?" Hermione jumped as Ginny Longbottom came in. Ginny was a tender three months pregnant with Neville and her first child. Hermione remembered Neville coming to her and asking how he should ask Ginny to be his wife. She had told him that Ginny didn't care and she loved him anyway and now the two had been married two blissful years.
"Oh hey Ginny. Wow, you're starting to show!" Hermione said. Ginny grinned and patted her stomach.
"Yeah I just had a checkup. The baby's doing fine," she informed her. Ginny had asked Hermione to be the Godmother of the child and happily she agreed.
"Oh that's wonderful!" Hermione exclaimed. Ginny carefully studied her friend's face.
"You seem worried Herm. Still no word from...you know," Ginny said carefully. Hermione sighed sadly.
"No I haven't heard from him," she said wistfully. Ginny hugged her.
"Don't you worry Hermione Granger, he'll show up," she said with a wink.
"Ginny, do you know something I don't?" Hermione asked. Ginny shook her head, but had a mysterious smile on her face.
"See you around," she called, going out the door. Hermione sat down and thought. Yes, Ginny knew something, but what?
A shrill hoot cut into her thoughts. Thankfully, Hermione's fourth grade Muggle class had been dismissed for the day a few minutes before Ginny came in.
"Pigwidgeon!" she exclaimed, recognizing Ron's owl. She grabbed the fluffy creature and opened the letter after detatching it from the minute owl's leg.
Dear Hermione,
Come to Platform 9 3/4 immediately.
Ron
"That's odd. I haven't been there in five years," Hermione thought aloud. She got up, made sure nobody was around and with a small POP! Apparated to Kings Cross.
"Hermione there you are! I wasn't sure if that stupid owl of mine got to you on time!" Ron exclaimed as Hermione came through the barrier.
"Of course he did Ron, he's an owl, he knows his job. Now why am I here again?" Hermione asked briskly.
"You'll see," Ron said, grinning widely. To Hermione's amazment, a large purple train with Ministry of Magic written in cursive on the side came rolling in fifteen minutes later.
"Ron, what on earth," Hermione began, but Ron wasn't paying attention. He was standing on his tiptoes, which Hermione didn't see the need as he was already 6'2", as if he was looking for someone.
"Be right back Hermione!" he called as he ran over to someone in a black robe. Someone oddly familiar....
"Hermione!" the man called. He pushed his bangs out of his eyes and Hermione knew instantly.
"Harry James Potter!" she yelled. She ran and hugged him tightly.
"Oh God Harry I've missed you so much!" she said, her voice muffled by Harry's shoulder in which she had buried her face. She stepped back to look at him properly.
"You've grown Mr Potter," she said, obviously pleased. Harry had grown to about 6'1 and was muscular and tanned.
"Well Auror training in the Gobi desert can do that to you," Harry said with a grin. Hermione laughed.
"So that's where you've been? Why didn't you write?" she demanded.
"Herm you know I would have, but I couldn't. Couldn't risk Dark Lord supporters intercepting our owls," Harry told her. Hermione nodded, understanding.
"I got my teaching degree," she informed him proudly. Harry grinned.
"I knew you could do it Herm. And I'm an Auror," he said, puffing out his chest. Ron snorted.
"You remind me of Percy," he said. Harry glared.
"Well come on you two, let's go celebrate!" Hermione said.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Harry's homecoming you big dunderhead," Hermione exclaimed, hitting the back of his head.
"Ow, Herm you promised you'd stop that!" Ron whined, rubbing the back of his head.
"And Hermione's new job," Harry said smiling down at Hermione. Hermione couldn't explain it, but she got shivers when he smiled. Not scary one's but good ones.
Harry pulled Hermione aside.
"I've missed you Herm." he said, pulling her into another hug. Hermione settled herself in his arms.
"Me too Harry, me too" she whispered.
Written By: ~Starlett~
Genere: Romance/Action/Adventure
Pairing: Harry/Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Chapter 2: Waiting
"Only three years Herm, three years," Hermione Granger thought to herself, sadness in her heart. Three years had evolved into five and Hermione was getting worried. She had heard from all her school friends like Ginny, Susan Bones, Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown and even Ron. But not Harry. Ron had assured her that Harry was well and alive, just that his Auror training was taking longer than he expected. Hermione pretended to believe it, but it wasn't like Harry not to keep in touch.
After three years went by, Harry's weekly letters had turned into monthly, then every other month and soon none at all. Something had to have happened.
"Herm?" Hermione jumped as Ginny Longbottom came in. Ginny was a tender three months pregnant with Neville and her first child. Hermione remembered Neville coming to her and asking how he should ask Ginny to be his wife. She had told him that Ginny didn't care and she loved him anyway and now the two had been married two blissful years.
"Oh hey Ginny. Wow, you're starting to show!" Hermione said. Ginny grinned and patted her stomach.
"Yeah I just had a checkup. The baby's doing fine," she informed her. Ginny had asked Hermione to be the Godmother of the child and happily she agreed.
"Oh that's wonderful!" Hermione exclaimed. Ginny carefully studied her friend's face.
"You seem worried Herm. Still no word from...you know," Ginny said carefully. Hermione sighed sadly.
"No I haven't heard from him," she said wistfully. Ginny hugged her.
"Don't you worry Hermione Granger, he'll show up," she said with a wink.
"Ginny, do you know something I don't?" Hermione asked. Ginny shook her head, but had a mysterious smile on her face.
"See you around," she called, going out the door. Hermione sat down and thought. Yes, Ginny knew something, but what?
A shrill hoot cut into her thoughts. Thankfully, Hermione's fourth grade Muggle class had been dismissed for the day a few minutes before Ginny came in.
"Pigwidgeon!" she exclaimed, recognizing Ron's owl. She grabbed the fluffy creature and opened the letter after detatching it from the minute owl's leg.
Dear Hermione,
Come to Platform 9 3/4 immediately.
Ron
"That's odd. I haven't been there in five years," Hermione thought aloud. She got up, made sure nobody was around and with a small POP! Apparated to Kings Cross.
"Hermione there you are! I wasn't sure if that stupid owl of mine got to you on time!" Ron exclaimed as Hermione came through the barrier.
"Of course he did Ron, he's an owl, he knows his job. Now why am I here again?" Hermione asked briskly.
"You'll see," Ron said, grinning widely. To Hermione's amazment, a large purple train with Ministry of Magic written in cursive on the side came rolling in fifteen minutes later.
"Ron, what on earth," Hermione began, but Ron wasn't paying attention. He was standing on his tiptoes, which Hermione didn't see the need as he was already 6'2", as if he was looking for someone.
"Be right back Hermione!" he called as he ran over to someone in a black robe. Someone oddly familiar....
"Hermione!" the man called. He pushed his bangs out of his eyes and Hermione knew instantly.
"Harry James Potter!" she yelled. She ran and hugged him tightly.
"Oh God Harry I've missed you so much!" she said, her voice muffled by Harry's shoulder in which she had buried her face. She stepped back to look at him properly.
"You've grown Mr Potter," she said, obviously pleased. Harry had grown to about 6'1 and was muscular and tanned.
"Well Auror training in the Gobi desert can do that to you," Harry said with a grin. Hermione laughed.
"So that's where you've been? Why didn't you write?" she demanded.
"Herm you know I would have, but I couldn't. Couldn't risk Dark Lord supporters intercepting our owls," Harry told her. Hermione nodded, understanding.
"I got my teaching degree," she informed him proudly. Harry grinned.
"I knew you could do it Herm. And I'm an Auror," he said, puffing out his chest. Ron snorted.
"You remind me of Percy," he said. Harry glared.
"Well come on you two, let's go celebrate!" Hermione said.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Harry's homecoming you big dunderhead," Hermione exclaimed, hitting the back of his head.
"Ow, Herm you promised you'd stop that!" Ron whined, rubbing the back of his head.
"And Hermione's new job," Harry said smiling down at Hermione. Hermione couldn't explain it, but she got shivers when he smiled. Not scary one's but good ones.
Harry pulled Hermione aside.
"I've missed you Herm." he said, pulling her into another hug. Hermione settled herself in his arms.
"Me too Harry, me too" she whispered.
