Chapter 9- Denying and Accepting the Kiss.
Disclaimer: I. Do. Not. Own. These. Characters. J.K. Rowling. Does.
"And to think I wasted seven years away from you." "Aww." She gave him a big hug. "Umm…..do you have a boyfriend?" He had been waiting to ask that for awhile. She looked up into his stunning eyes. "Harry, you're the only man I've ever loved. And no one can change that." She leaned in for a kiss, but he put a finger to her lips.
"Not yet. We have to be absolutely sure." He whispered to her face as he denied her kiss. Although it was tempting, he had to resist. Just I case they were wrong about Cho. In a way, he was kinda hoping she was cheating on him because now, there's a new love in his life. Harry checked his watch. "Well, we'd best be off. She should be there by now if she was going at all."
They got up, and Hermione led the way to Draco's house.
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Ten minutes later they peered through the window of a large mansion with a long driveway. At the end of the driveway stood a mailbox with the peeling black numbers, 6.….6.…6 *dun, dun, dun*. In the window, they saw exactly what they suspected: Cho snuggled up against Malfoy.
They were very much enjoying themselves. Harry stomped to the front door, whispered, "Alohamora!" and kicked it open. Cho screamed and stood in front of Malfoy. Seemingly protecting him. "Harry, we can talk about this. I…I can explain!" Se tried to get him to stop but he just kept walking towards her like a mad rhino.
Instead of attacking her, he pushed her aside (such a gentleman) and jumped on Malfoy. He punched him over, and over, and over again, and with each punch, he said a curse word. He forgot all about magic. After he called him about every name in the book, he lifted him up by the cuff of his shirt, raised his fist, ready for another punch, but stopped.
He dropped him on the ground and said, "Forget it. Your not worth it. If I'm not good enough for Cho," he nodded in her direction, "that she has to come crawling to a filthy snob like you, then fine." He started to back up. "Fine." He was talking unusually high. "Come on Harry, let's just go." Hermione tugged at his arm while still staring at Malfoy bleeding on the floor. They walked out silently and cautiously.
"Glad that's over." Harry stated as he stared blankly ahead. "Are you ok?" Hermione was concerned. He looked as if nothing had happened. "Well, I was just thinking of a date to set for filing a divorce when I'm not working."
"Oh. Where do you work?" Hermione was expecting the Ministry or some great job.
"You didn't hear? Fred and George opened up a joke shop and I'm working there."
"Did they?" A smile played her lips. "How's business going for them?"
"Oh, it's just fine actually. It's called 'Twin Joke Shop.' You should pay them a visit sometime."
"I thought they were gonna call it, 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes?'"
"Ha! Funny you should ask. They were going to call it that, but Mrs. Weasley refused to let them use the family name. She even threatened to sue! So anyway, they thought up another name. I think it's quite clever."
"Yeah I agree. The other name was more of a tongue twister." They both laughed and walked on silently through the park.
Then Harry broke the comfortable silence. "Well, you've heard about me, what about you?"
"Ok…I work at a shelter….a special kind of shelter. It's called, S.P.E.W. The purpose is to feed, clothe and shelter House Elves who were set free/fired and have no place to go." Then she added, "I own the company. It's good money."
"Wow. Great idea Hermione! I knew you'd pull off a great accomplishment sooner or later. Anything else new with you?"
"Actually yeah." Hermione stopped walking and looked up into his heart stopping emerald eyes.
"I think I've fallen in love." Harry seemed to agree as he put hi hands around her waist and pulled her in close for a life changing kiss.
A/N: aaaaaaawwwwwwwww! Isn't that sweet?! I love fluff! And kisses, and smooches and love, etc. *he he* I'm a fluff freak! Like my new name? From now on, I'm fluff freak.