Chapter 10
A Moment Alone
Harry heard a light pop behind him; he looked over his shoulder keeping his hands wrapped around Hermione. He gazed upon a disgruntled looking Snape, "Potter I am here early."
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley informed me." Harry turned his head back to look at Hermione. He kissed her lightly on the lips and whispered, "go and help Ginny. I'll see you later."
"Ok," she just nodded her head and left his arms. She turned around before going out the door, "I think I want to too." Harry grinned brightly as she walked out the door, Snape looking between them curious as to what was going on.
"Shall we begin?" Harry said quietly as he cleared his mind of the overwhelming joy. His new enjoyment giving him strength to push himself to do better that day, but Snape pushed him as hard as he could.
By the time that Snape was ready to leave, Harry was panting and kneeling on the ground just from the sheer taxing of his body fighting off Snapes hardest tests were taking on him. "You've done very well Potter," Snape told him preparing to leave, "you're starting to become accustomed to the power that the Dark Lord will be placing on you."
"Thank you." Harry managed as he sat down in the only chair in the room, just before Snape disapperated.
Harry decided that he would sit around for a little while, and hope that Hermione would come and get him for lunch soon. It didn't take long, as Hermione round the door she immediately ran to Harry and leaned down to kiss his lips. "Have a good time?" She teased him.
"I think I will now," Harry sighed contently as she swung her legs over his lap and sat down on his legs.
Harry kissed her more deeply and more fervently than before. Their lips, and tongues, only stopping their dance for air. "Harry? We should go to lunch before Mrs. Wealsey comes looking for us." Harry grunted as he went in for some more kissing.
Hermione suddenly jumped up after she heard the approaching footsteps of someone. "Come on Harry, time to go."
"Ugh," Harry sighed, "cant we get a moment alone?"
"Dears, lunch is ready." Mrs. Weasley announced from the door.
"Yes ma'am." Hermione helped Harry up as Mrs. Weasley turned to leave.
"Yes ma'am," Harry mocked. She turned around and gave him a light slap on the arm.
"That's mean, you should show some respect to her." Hermione saw the pleading look on Harrys face, "she cooks all your meals and keeps your house clean." Hermione paused, "oh no, I mean. the house clean."
"Its alright," harry sighed accepting the knowledge that not only was Sirius gone, but his house now belonged to Harry. "I guess I should respect her, but I would rather you cook for me." Harry smiled evilly as he kissed her lips again.
"You would probably die from bad cooking," Hermione sighed taking his hand and leading him down the stairs.
They started their late lunch, Harry apologizing for making them wait for him and his lessons. Hermione and Mrs. Weasley completely understood, but Ginny was a little concerned.
"This is very good Mrs. Weasley," Harry said as he finished his food.
"Oh, Harry dear you know I insist you call me mum." She gave Harry a great beaming grin, "that goes for you too Hermione, you don't need to call me ma'am."
"Mum," Harry smiled saying it, "I think that Hermione should make dinner for us tonight. She needs practice and I think that you deserve a break from always making sure we're always full."
"Do you want to dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked Hermione, questioning more if she could do it.
"Hermione's really good at cooking now," Ginny spoke up.
"Am not," Hermione said dryly.
"I'm sure you are if you want to be." Mrs. Weasley smiled lightly.
"I would be delighted if I could cook for you," Hermione looked at Harry and smiled, "mum."
Mrs. Weasley looked as if she was about to burst from happiness. "Ok dear," She sighed, "do you need any help?"
"Harry is all the help I need," she sighed looking into his deep green eyes.
"I'm always here for you," Harry responded. Ginny coughed, she then stood up and deposited her plate in the sink and headed up to her study. Mrs. Weasley returned to her cleaning as Harry and Hermione got up from eating.
"What do you want to do now?" Hermione asked Harry as they began climbing the stairs towards the bedrooms.
Harry just gave her the biggest grin she had ever seen.
Harry heard a light pop behind him; he looked over his shoulder keeping his hands wrapped around Hermione. He gazed upon a disgruntled looking Snape, "Potter I am here early."
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley informed me." Harry turned his head back to look at Hermione. He kissed her lightly on the lips and whispered, "go and help Ginny. I'll see you later."
"Ok," she just nodded her head and left his arms. She turned around before going out the door, "I think I want to too." Harry grinned brightly as she walked out the door, Snape looking between them curious as to what was going on.
"Shall we begin?" Harry said quietly as he cleared his mind of the overwhelming joy. His new enjoyment giving him strength to push himself to do better that day, but Snape pushed him as hard as he could.
By the time that Snape was ready to leave, Harry was panting and kneeling on the ground just from the sheer taxing of his body fighting off Snapes hardest tests were taking on him. "You've done very well Potter," Snape told him preparing to leave, "you're starting to become accustomed to the power that the Dark Lord will be placing on you."
"Thank you." Harry managed as he sat down in the only chair in the room, just before Snape disapperated.
Harry decided that he would sit around for a little while, and hope that Hermione would come and get him for lunch soon. It didn't take long, as Hermione round the door she immediately ran to Harry and leaned down to kiss his lips. "Have a good time?" She teased him.
"I think I will now," Harry sighed contently as she swung her legs over his lap and sat down on his legs.
Harry kissed her more deeply and more fervently than before. Their lips, and tongues, only stopping their dance for air. "Harry? We should go to lunch before Mrs. Wealsey comes looking for us." Harry grunted as he went in for some more kissing.
Hermione suddenly jumped up after she heard the approaching footsteps of someone. "Come on Harry, time to go."
"Ugh," Harry sighed, "cant we get a moment alone?"
"Dears, lunch is ready." Mrs. Weasley announced from the door.
"Yes ma'am." Hermione helped Harry up as Mrs. Weasley turned to leave.
"Yes ma'am," Harry mocked. She turned around and gave him a light slap on the arm.
"That's mean, you should show some respect to her." Hermione saw the pleading look on Harrys face, "she cooks all your meals and keeps your house clean." Hermione paused, "oh no, I mean. the house clean."
"Its alright," harry sighed accepting the knowledge that not only was Sirius gone, but his house now belonged to Harry. "I guess I should respect her, but I would rather you cook for me." Harry smiled evilly as he kissed her lips again.
"You would probably die from bad cooking," Hermione sighed taking his hand and leading him down the stairs.
They started their late lunch, Harry apologizing for making them wait for him and his lessons. Hermione and Mrs. Weasley completely understood, but Ginny was a little concerned.
"This is very good Mrs. Weasley," Harry said as he finished his food.
"Oh, Harry dear you know I insist you call me mum." She gave Harry a great beaming grin, "that goes for you too Hermione, you don't need to call me ma'am."
"Mum," Harry smiled saying it, "I think that Hermione should make dinner for us tonight. She needs practice and I think that you deserve a break from always making sure we're always full."
"Do you want to dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked Hermione, questioning more if she could do it.
"Hermione's really good at cooking now," Ginny spoke up.
"Am not," Hermione said dryly.
"I'm sure you are if you want to be." Mrs. Weasley smiled lightly.
"I would be delighted if I could cook for you," Hermione looked at Harry and smiled, "mum."
Mrs. Weasley looked as if she was about to burst from happiness. "Ok dear," She sighed, "do you need any help?"
"Harry is all the help I need," she sighed looking into his deep green eyes.
"I'm always here for you," Harry responded. Ginny coughed, she then stood up and deposited her plate in the sink and headed up to her study. Mrs. Weasley returned to her cleaning as Harry and Hermione got up from eating.
"What do you want to do now?" Hermione asked Harry as they began climbing the stairs towards the bedrooms.
Harry just gave her the biggest grin she had ever seen.