************CHAPTER TWO************
"Sirius, what is she doing here?"
"Harold James Potter, do not talk to me about me like I'm not here. If you have a question, then ask me."
"Alright Hermione, what are you doing here?"
Harry noticed the coldness of his words effect Hermione's eyes. After staring into them for what seemed like an eternity, he felt like he could no longer take it, and he looked away. Finally he received his answer.
"Harry, I'm here because you're here."
Harry was beyond fury. He had sacrificed all he knew to keep those he loved safe. But instead of staying away, they had to come and bring danger back into their lives.
"Please leave. I don't want you here."
"This is nonsense Harry-"
"My name is not Harry. It is Timothy."
"Like I was saying, this is nonsense Harry. Sirius, why don't you go into town and get some dinner. You haven't eaten properly in months. I want to have a talk here with Harry."
"But Hermione-"
"Harry, please get Sirius's wand for him in case he needs it while he's out."
Harry knew by the look in Hermione's eyes that it would not be a good idea to mess with her right now, so reluctantly he walked over, pulled out Sirius's wand and handed it to him.
"Good Luck," he heard as he watched his godfather walk towards town.
As he turned around, he felt a sharp jolt of pain in his cheek as Hermione slapped him across the face.
"That is for leaving you stupid prat! And this, this is for finally finding you."
And as quickly as she slapped him, she pulled him in and planted her lips upon his.
Harry tried to pull away, but found that this task would be harder than he thought. He could not deny that he had wanted this for a long time, but he just couldn't. Finally, his consciousness returned to him and he quickly pulled away.
"Hermione, we can't... I can't lose you."
He knew that that probably made no sense, but thankfully, Hermione asked no questions. Instead, she sat on the couch and motioned for him to come sit by her. He decided to comply, but instead of sitting next to her, he opted for the other side of the couch. For several minutes there was silence as they both stared into the fire.
Harry finally couldn't take the peace any longer.
"Hermione, aren't you supposed to be in school?"
"It's Christmas holidays you git."
"How did you get here?"
"I flooed to the nearest house connected, then I took a taxi."
"No, I meant how did you get in my house."
"Don't worry, I didn't break your precious protection spell. I hid my wand outside."
"How did you know I was here?"
"You may have changed your appearance, but your accent is still the same. When you went to Orion Alley a few weeks ago, someone noticed your accent, and mentioned it to Dumbledore-"
"I might have thought he had something to do with this."
"Harry! What wrong with you? Dumbledore cares about you. Sirius cares about you. I care about you. We've been worried out of our minds for the past year and a half."
Hermione was taken aback with the way Harry was acting. In all the years that she knew him, she had gotten use to his selfless behavior. But something had changed him. His eyes seemed cold when she looked into them. He acted like the world no longer mattered, that he no longer mattered. It tore her apart inside to see him like this. During her time away from Harry, she had discovered one of her inner most secrets. Somewhere along the way, she had fallen in love with Harry. For days after she heard of him leaving, she didn't eat or sleep. She insisted on helping in the search for him. It wasn't until her parents forced fed her a sleeping potion from Professor Dumbledore that she started to take better care of herself. The one thought that always lingered in her mind was 'He's still out there.'
They both sat there for a few more minutes. It was Hermione who broke the silence this time.
"Harry, I don't think I can take your new looks for much longer. Can you please change them back for right now?"
Harry thought very seriously about this. He hadn't one reverted back to his old rugged look since he arrived. But this was Hermione, and he always had found it hard to say no to her. He closed his eyes and passed his hand over his face, revealing his true self. Hermione gasped.
"Harry... how did you do that."
"How did I do what?"
"How did you do wandless magic?"
"Well, I didn't just sit around the past year and a half and do nothing. I knew that my wand could be traced, so I taught myself to do magic without it. It's not that bid of a deal."
Harry didn't know why Hermione was so shocked about what he had done. From the books he had read, It wasn't that uncommon to do magic by waving your hand. In fact, the book he read said that if every witch or warlock tried, they would find that they too could do a bit of wandless magic. If that was true, then why was Hermione acting like this?
"Harry, it's not a big deal to do wandless magic. The big deal is that first, it usually takes a person at least 15 years to learn it, and second, when you finally do learn it, you can only do the simplest spells, like levitation. Are you telling me you did the protection spell on this house and every other magic that you've used here not doing a wand?"
"Great. Just another little power to add to my super hero outfit."
Hermione felt like now would be a great time to change the subject.
"Harry, why did you leave us?"
"I didn't leave you, I left my world."
"But why did you leave?"
"I left so that everyone I knew would be out of danger. I left so that Voldemort would chase after me and leave England alone."
"Harry, just because you left didn't mean we were out of danger."
"Really? Then where has Voldemort been? I haven't heard of one attack since I left. Not one person I love has been touched. If my plan didn't work then where is Voldemort?"
Hermione couldn't help but think of Harry's words. He was right. Since that fateful day a year an a half ago, not a word had been heard from Voldemort. She always just assumed that he was out there still killing, but to be honest, she had always been a bit more worried about where Harry was.
"Harry, please come back. One of these days, he won't be so quiet. If he has been quiet all this time, you know that means he's just building up his power and his following. You also know that here will be one of his first places to attack. If we found you, then it can't be that hard for him to find you."
"I won't leave, Hermione. I like it here. I have friends here. I have a home here. People don't gape at my forehead every time I walk by or whisper behind my back. If he comes here, I can handle my own, and if I can't, then let someone else deal with him. I'm tired of fighting."
Hermione couldn't take this defeatist attitude much longer. So, as quickly as she changed to this topic, she changed again.
"So what have you been doing here? What make this place seem home more then Hogwarts?"
He told her about his whole life there. About how he loved the snow, how he loved the sun when it came over the mountains in the morning, how the bears like to come into his backyard during the spring and how there was nothing that could give him more joy then stepping into a stream and fishing.
Hermione couldn't help but chuckle at his life. All she could think was 'Man! He's become a hick!'
When Harry felt he had talked all he could about him, he then asked Hermione about what all was knew at Hogwarts.
"I'm head girl, Ron and Lavender are still going out. Ron's going to propose to her after graduation. He's so excited. Snape's still a mindless git. We've actually had a Defense Against Dark Arts teacher that's lasted more than one year-"
"Really! Who?"
"Professor Lupin. He's worried about you to. Sirius has been at the school a lot recently, too."
Almost as if he had heard his name, a knock came at the door. When Harry opened it, he saw Sirius outside.
"Well, it looks like its time for you to go Hermione, Sirius is back."
"Why do I have to go? Why can't I stay and talk some more?
"Because no matter what you say, I'm not leaving. You might as well just save your breath. It was nice to see you both again though. "
Next thing Hermione knew, she was being pushed out the door.
"Harry, let me just tell you two things, then I'll go. First is that no matter how long you try to hide, and no matter how much you try to get people to hate you, it not going to work. You will still be found and like it or not, people will still care about you. Secondly, I'm in love with you Harry Potter."
And before he could respond, both her and Sirius were gone. They had disappeared in front of him.
a/n In answer to your question, yes I know that this chapter really stinks. I should have never started this before finals.... Anyone out there no Sequences and Series???
Dun Dun Dun... DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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"Sirius, what is she doing here?"
"Harold James Potter, do not talk to me about me like I'm not here. If you have a question, then ask me."
"Alright Hermione, what are you doing here?"
Harry noticed the coldness of his words effect Hermione's eyes. After staring into them for what seemed like an eternity, he felt like he could no longer take it, and he looked away. Finally he received his answer.
"Harry, I'm here because you're here."
Harry was beyond fury. He had sacrificed all he knew to keep those he loved safe. But instead of staying away, they had to come and bring danger back into their lives.
"Please leave. I don't want you here."
"This is nonsense Harry-"
"My name is not Harry. It is Timothy."
"Like I was saying, this is nonsense Harry. Sirius, why don't you go into town and get some dinner. You haven't eaten properly in months. I want to have a talk here with Harry."
"But Hermione-"
"Harry, please get Sirius's wand for him in case he needs it while he's out."
Harry knew by the look in Hermione's eyes that it would not be a good idea to mess with her right now, so reluctantly he walked over, pulled out Sirius's wand and handed it to him.
"Good Luck," he heard as he watched his godfather walk towards town.
As he turned around, he felt a sharp jolt of pain in his cheek as Hermione slapped him across the face.
"That is for leaving you stupid prat! And this, this is for finally finding you."
And as quickly as she slapped him, she pulled him in and planted her lips upon his.
Harry tried to pull away, but found that this task would be harder than he thought. He could not deny that he had wanted this for a long time, but he just couldn't. Finally, his consciousness returned to him and he quickly pulled away.
"Hermione, we can't... I can't lose you."
He knew that that probably made no sense, but thankfully, Hermione asked no questions. Instead, she sat on the couch and motioned for him to come sit by her. He decided to comply, but instead of sitting next to her, he opted for the other side of the couch. For several minutes there was silence as they both stared into the fire.
Harry finally couldn't take the peace any longer.
"Hermione, aren't you supposed to be in school?"
"It's Christmas holidays you git."
"How did you get here?"
"I flooed to the nearest house connected, then I took a taxi."
"No, I meant how did you get in my house."
"Don't worry, I didn't break your precious protection spell. I hid my wand outside."
"How did you know I was here?"
"You may have changed your appearance, but your accent is still the same. When you went to Orion Alley a few weeks ago, someone noticed your accent, and mentioned it to Dumbledore-"
"I might have thought he had something to do with this."
"Harry! What wrong with you? Dumbledore cares about you. Sirius cares about you. I care about you. We've been worried out of our minds for the past year and a half."
Hermione was taken aback with the way Harry was acting. In all the years that she knew him, she had gotten use to his selfless behavior. But something had changed him. His eyes seemed cold when she looked into them. He acted like the world no longer mattered, that he no longer mattered. It tore her apart inside to see him like this. During her time away from Harry, she had discovered one of her inner most secrets. Somewhere along the way, she had fallen in love with Harry. For days after she heard of him leaving, she didn't eat or sleep. She insisted on helping in the search for him. It wasn't until her parents forced fed her a sleeping potion from Professor Dumbledore that she started to take better care of herself. The one thought that always lingered in her mind was 'He's still out there.'
They both sat there for a few more minutes. It was Hermione who broke the silence this time.
"Harry, I don't think I can take your new looks for much longer. Can you please change them back for right now?"
Harry thought very seriously about this. He hadn't one reverted back to his old rugged look since he arrived. But this was Hermione, and he always had found it hard to say no to her. He closed his eyes and passed his hand over his face, revealing his true self. Hermione gasped.
"Harry... how did you do that."
"How did I do what?"
"How did you do wandless magic?"
"Well, I didn't just sit around the past year and a half and do nothing. I knew that my wand could be traced, so I taught myself to do magic without it. It's not that bid of a deal."
Harry didn't know why Hermione was so shocked about what he had done. From the books he had read, It wasn't that uncommon to do magic by waving your hand. In fact, the book he read said that if every witch or warlock tried, they would find that they too could do a bit of wandless magic. If that was true, then why was Hermione acting like this?
"Harry, it's not a big deal to do wandless magic. The big deal is that first, it usually takes a person at least 15 years to learn it, and second, when you finally do learn it, you can only do the simplest spells, like levitation. Are you telling me you did the protection spell on this house and every other magic that you've used here not doing a wand?"
"Great. Just another little power to add to my super hero outfit."
Hermione felt like now would be a great time to change the subject.
"Harry, why did you leave us?"
"I didn't leave you, I left my world."
"But why did you leave?"
"I left so that everyone I knew would be out of danger. I left so that Voldemort would chase after me and leave England alone."
"Harry, just because you left didn't mean we were out of danger."
"Really? Then where has Voldemort been? I haven't heard of one attack since I left. Not one person I love has been touched. If my plan didn't work then where is Voldemort?"
Hermione couldn't help but think of Harry's words. He was right. Since that fateful day a year an a half ago, not a word had been heard from Voldemort. She always just assumed that he was out there still killing, but to be honest, she had always been a bit more worried about where Harry was.
"Harry, please come back. One of these days, he won't be so quiet. If he has been quiet all this time, you know that means he's just building up his power and his following. You also know that here will be one of his first places to attack. If we found you, then it can't be that hard for him to find you."
"I won't leave, Hermione. I like it here. I have friends here. I have a home here. People don't gape at my forehead every time I walk by or whisper behind my back. If he comes here, I can handle my own, and if I can't, then let someone else deal with him. I'm tired of fighting."
Hermione couldn't take this defeatist attitude much longer. So, as quickly as she changed to this topic, she changed again.
"So what have you been doing here? What make this place seem home more then Hogwarts?"
He told her about his whole life there. About how he loved the snow, how he loved the sun when it came over the mountains in the morning, how the bears like to come into his backyard during the spring and how there was nothing that could give him more joy then stepping into a stream and fishing.
Hermione couldn't help but chuckle at his life. All she could think was 'Man! He's become a hick!'
When Harry felt he had talked all he could about him, he then asked Hermione about what all was knew at Hogwarts.
"I'm head girl, Ron and Lavender are still going out. Ron's going to propose to her after graduation. He's so excited. Snape's still a mindless git. We've actually had a Defense Against Dark Arts teacher that's lasted more than one year-"
"Really! Who?"
"Professor Lupin. He's worried about you to. Sirius has been at the school a lot recently, too."
Almost as if he had heard his name, a knock came at the door. When Harry opened it, he saw Sirius outside.
"Well, it looks like its time for you to go Hermione, Sirius is back."
"Why do I have to go? Why can't I stay and talk some more?
"Because no matter what you say, I'm not leaving. You might as well just save your breath. It was nice to see you both again though. "
Next thing Hermione knew, she was being pushed out the door.
"Harry, let me just tell you two things, then I'll go. First is that no matter how long you try to hide, and no matter how much you try to get people to hate you, it not going to work. You will still be found and like it or not, people will still care about you. Secondly, I'm in love with you Harry Potter."
And before he could respond, both her and Sirius were gone. They had disappeared in front of him.
a/n In answer to your question, yes I know that this chapter really stinks. I should have never started this before finals.... Anyone out there no Sequences and Series???
Dun Dun Dun... DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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