Chapter 2
"So I know you are probably wondering why you are here." Hermione said.
"Yah, just a little." Harry replied.
"Well I can explain that." Hermione said, flopping onto her bed.
"Well than please do explain, I don't got all day...well, actually, I guess I do." Harry said.
Hermione laughed, and patted the bed beside her. Harry sat and she started her story.
"Well when school got out I knew you were dreading going back to the Dursley's. You wanted to go
home with Ron, but you couldn't, because Dumbledore wanted you at the Dursleys, because of that promise that
was made, and he knew you couldn't be hurt within those walls. Well, even though that is still true, my parents are
muggels and so Voldemort won't come if your with them. Anyways, right at the beggining of summer vacation I
asked Dumbledore if there was any possible way I could do anything for you. He couldn't think of anything
safe. Well about a week into the summer I got an owl with the idea that you come and "work" for my father.
One day when Mr. Dursley was here my father told him he was looking for a boy to come work, someone who he
could teach to behave better. Well Mr. Dursley loved the idea, and here you are. And Dumbledore came to my
house and put a protection spell on my parents and me, just to be sure you are safe." Hermione said.
She looked at Harry with her 'I am so glad you are here' look.
"Hermione, I don't know how to thank you. This is the best thing that has happened to me all summer
long." Harry gushed.
"I know how you can thank me." Hermione said.
All of a sudden she leaned over and put her lips on Harry's. He responded automatically, deepening the kiss, very
passionately. When it was over they both sat, staring at each other.
"Wow." Was all Harry could manage.
"Harry," Hermione started, "I am sooo sorry, it's just that I've liked you for a really long time now.
And I've wanted to kiss you for a long time...but Ron always got in the way. And what would people say if we ever
did go out. I mean, you remember what that Rita Skeeter wrote about us in the Daily Prophet. And anyways..."
"Your rambling." Harry said putting his finger onto her lips.
Harry leaned in to kiss her again but just as he did there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Hermione called, backing away.
"Sorry to interupt, kids, but I have a job for you and Harry to do." Mrs. Granger said, peeping in the
door.
"Okay mum, what is it?" Hermione asked.
"I need you two to do the dishes and then make some lunch for us." Mrs. Granger said.
"Okay mum, we'll be down right away." Hermione said.
They got off the bed and Harry turned to Hermione.
"I like you to, alot." He said.
Harry turned around and headed down the stairs.
"So I know you are probably wondering why you are here." Hermione said.
"Yah, just a little." Harry replied.
"Well I can explain that." Hermione said, flopping onto her bed.
"Well than please do explain, I don't got all day...well, actually, I guess I do." Harry said.
Hermione laughed, and patted the bed beside her. Harry sat and she started her story.
"Well when school got out I knew you were dreading going back to the Dursley's. You wanted to go
home with Ron, but you couldn't, because Dumbledore wanted you at the Dursleys, because of that promise that
was made, and he knew you couldn't be hurt within those walls. Well, even though that is still true, my parents are
muggels and so Voldemort won't come if your with them. Anyways, right at the beggining of summer vacation I
asked Dumbledore if there was any possible way I could do anything for you. He couldn't think of anything
safe. Well about a week into the summer I got an owl with the idea that you come and "work" for my father.
One day when Mr. Dursley was here my father told him he was looking for a boy to come work, someone who he
could teach to behave better. Well Mr. Dursley loved the idea, and here you are. And Dumbledore came to my
house and put a protection spell on my parents and me, just to be sure you are safe." Hermione said.
She looked at Harry with her 'I am so glad you are here' look.
"Hermione, I don't know how to thank you. This is the best thing that has happened to me all summer
long." Harry gushed.
"I know how you can thank me." Hermione said.
All of a sudden she leaned over and put her lips on Harry's. He responded automatically, deepening the kiss, very
passionately. When it was over they both sat, staring at each other.
"Wow." Was all Harry could manage.
"Harry," Hermione started, "I am sooo sorry, it's just that I've liked you for a really long time now.
And I've wanted to kiss you for a long time...but Ron always got in the way. And what would people say if we ever
did go out. I mean, you remember what that Rita Skeeter wrote about us in the Daily Prophet. And anyways..."
"Your rambling." Harry said putting his finger onto her lips.
Harry leaned in to kiss her again but just as he did there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Hermione called, backing away.
"Sorry to interupt, kids, but I have a job for you and Harry to do." Mrs. Granger said, peeping in the
door.
"Okay mum, what is it?" Hermione asked.
"I need you two to do the dishes and then make some lunch for us." Mrs. Granger said.
"Okay mum, we'll be down right away." Hermione said.
They got off the bed and Harry turned to Hermione.
"I like you to, alot." He said.
Harry turned around and headed down the stairs.
