Chapter Eight: Home Comings

The two made their way to the couch, and Hermione spoke. "Harry, does this mean you're home for good?"

He turned to her and said, "Yes."

Hermione was overjoyed. She threw her arms around Harry and kissed him. After their kissing session Harry asked, "Hermione can I take a shower? I haven't in ... ahh never mind." Hermione smiled, got up and grabbed his hand.

"I'll show you," she said with a smile. She brought him into the small bathroom and gave him a few towels. She then left him to shower off the many layers of dirt and grim.

Hermione, in the mean time, prepared dinner in the kitchen. She heard the door open and walked near the bathroom. Harry came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips showing off his very toned body. He looked up to see Hermione staring at him and was very surprised. "Mione, do you happen to have any cloths of mine?"

"Actually, I think Ron has your stuff," she said with a smile.

"Oohh", Harry laughed. "So.umm what should I wear, then?" Harry said.

"Who said you had to wear anything?" Hermione said.

Harry heard in disbelief , as many thoughts raced through his mind. "Just kidding, Har. I might have something,"she said with a smile. Hermione went into her room and came out with a pair of boxers, sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Hey, I wondered where those went," he said with a grin.

Hermione left Harry to change and continued to cook dinner. A few minutes later Harry made his way to the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Hermione. She was startled at first, but relaxed when she realized who it was. "Smells good, Mione."

"Thank you," she said, giving him a kiss.

After a few minutes, they sat down at the table and staired at each other. The pot was over boiling, so Hermione ran to shut the stove off. She put the food on to two plates and set one in front of Harry. Almost instantly, Harry started to gobble down the food. "Harry, when's the last time you ate?", Hermione asked afraid of the answer.

"Ummmm." She was horrified, and quickly gave him more.

Hermione happily watched as Harry ate. She studied the man she hadn't seen for over 6 months. He was 6'2, unruly raven hair, mesmerizing emerald eyes, extremely handsome and the definition of fit. After he ate, to his liking, he looked up to find Hermione's warm brown eyes staring at him and smiled. He motioned for her to come to him and she quickly obeyed. She sat on his lap and kissed him. Hermione rested her head on Harry's shoulder to hear him whisper, "Mione, you were the only thing that kept me going."

She smiled and gave him another kiss. "You must be tired, Har", Hermione said.

"Ya, I am," Harry answered.

The two got up and Hermione showed him to the bedroom door. She opened the door and led him inside. She then turned to leave, but Harry grabbed her arm to stop her. "Lay down with me, please?" Harry asked.

Hermioned laid down on the bed and Harry wrapped his arms protectively around her. Harry fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow, but Hermione laid awake. She thought how lucky she was to have Harry back. She longed for him for so many days, and he was finally back. She wished the day would never end.