After Hogwarts

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all the characters except Hermia Potter- I own her.

A/N: I know that I said that the last chapter might be the last one for a while, but I decided that I'm going to keep going for a bit longer. Please R&R. Thanks to those who reviewed:

a hopeful writer- Harry does feel REALLY depressed, on the inside, I just can't write about that type of pain and loss and plus Harry just doesn't want others to know how he really feels. He is also acting all happy because the woman he really loves is back in his life.

foxxy-chicca911- I am glad to hear that you love this story. I probably won't be done it for a long time. Currently I only have eight complete chapters done on paper, and it's not even close to being done. I just have to get around to typing them all out. :D And I will take a look at Muse To My Ears when I've finished writing out this chapter.

A Scottish Elf- Nice to hear that you think it's great!

On with Chapter 5!

Chapter 5

"Harry!" cried Hermione once she Apparated into Harry's flat.

"Shh. Hermia's sleeping," Harry said as he came down the stairs from his room. "What?"

"Were you sleeping?" Hermione asked as she wiped her eyes.

Harry looked down and noticed that he was only in his boxers. "No. I was just lying down and thinking. What's wrong?"

"Oh Harry!" Hermione cried as she flung herself onto Harry.

Harry patted Hermione's back lightly as she cried onto his shoulder.

"Come on, lets go to the kitchen and I'll make you some tea. Then you can tell me what happened," Harry said as he directed Hermione to the kitchen.

Hermione nodded slightly and sat at the table. Harry poured water into two cups and added the tea mixture. He then magically heated their tea and sat beside Hermione as he gave her the tea cup.

"Thanks. I need this," Hermione said as she took a sip of her tea.

"No problem. Now what is it that's making you cry?" Harry asked.

"It's Ron."

"What did he do?" Harry asked as he took her hand in his.

"He broke up with me!"

"Why?"

"When I told him that I wanted to postpone the wedding, he blew up at me and told me never to contact him or any of the Weasley's again!" Hermione cried even louder.

"Shh. Calm down. Now what exactly did you tell him?" asked Harry as he squeezed Hermione's hand tighter.

"I told him sob that I wanted to sob postpone the wedding so I could sob help a friend after one of their sob loved ones died. I also told him that if we hold the sob wedding of a bit, then we could have more sob time to plan. But he told me to get out of his face."

"That's a stupid reason to break up with you."

"I sob know!"

"But you also said that you two broke up many times before, so why is this any different?" Harry asked.

"I'm sob normally the one to sob breaks it up. The four times that Ron did, sob we didn't get back together for three months!" Hermione wailed.

"Shh. It'll be okay, I'm here for you," Harry said, getting up and wrapping his arm around Hermione.

"Thanks Harry, I needed to hear that," Hermione said, wiping her puffy eyes on her shirt. "Look at me! Here I am, the one who is supposed to be supporting you in your time of need, yet here you are supporting me after my break-up."

"What are friends for?"

"Well we haven't exactly been talking the past few years," Hermione said, pulling away from Harry's arm so she could look into his eyes. "And I'm really sorry fro putting you through that pain."

"Hey, you didn't know right?"

"I didn't, but I should have known. We were best friends so I should have been able to see that there was something wrong."

"Don-" Harry started but was cut off by Hermione's fingers to his lips.

"Shh, don't talk," Hermione whispered before placing her lips on Harry's.

They sat there for a moment, savoring the other's lips. Harry pulled away and Hermione looked at him.

"Where'd that come from?" Harry asked.

"I don't know!" cried Hermione.

"Shh," Harry whispered as he hugged Hermione. "Don't worry, you did nothing wrong. I actually enjoyed it."

Hermione managed a small smile. "I guess that that was from years of emotion being set free."

Harry and Hermione just stayed hugging each other for a few minutes until Hermione pulled away so she could look at Harry.

God she looks so beautiful just sitting there staring at me, thought Harry. Hermione lent in once more and kissed Harry. Harry cupped Hermione's face in his hands. The kiss lasted a little longer, and Harry could feel electricity flow through him.

"Wow," Hermione whispered when they separated for breath.

"Did you feel that too?" Harry whispered back.

Hermione nodded and lent in once more for yet another kiss. Once again they felt electricity flow through them. Harry reluctantly pulled away.

"Where are you staying tonight?" Harry asked.

"Why?" Hermione asked back.

"Well I just thought that since you and Ron share an apartment, and I doubt you'll want to be going back there in a while, that you might be staying somewhere else."

"You're right, I won't be. I guess I'll get a room at the Leaky Cauldron," Hermione sighed as she got up from her chair.

"Wait Hermy," Harry grabbed Hermione's arm as he stood. "You can stay here. I can sleep on the couch and you can sleep in my bed."

"Oh Harry, you don't have to do this," Hermione said.

"It's not a problem. And besides, I don't think that I'd be able to sleep anyways, too many memories of Madeline. So you're going to be staying here," Harry said.

"All right," Hermione said, giving up.

"Great! Now follow me and I'll show where my room is," Harry said as he walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

He led Hermione down the hallway to his room. Harry stopped outside of a closed door and opened it.

"Here is where you will be sleeping," Harry said, stepping inside his bedroom.

Hermione also walked into the room and sat on the bed. She grinned and lied down. Harry went to the closet, pulled out some extra blankets, and grabbed some clothes for the morning. He headed to the door and put on a forced grin.

"I'll see you in the morning then," Harry said.

"Of course. 'Night Harry," Hermione whispered into the dark as Harry turned off the lights.

"'Night Hermy," Harry whispered back.

Harry left the room and closed the door behind him. He went downstairs and laid out the blankets. Using one of the couch's pillows, Harry lied down himself and soon he feel into a sleep filled with dreams of Madeline.

A/N: Well that was the fifth chapter! I hope people will Review! Poor Harry, dreaming of Madeline. Aw. Meh, that was shorter then most of my chapters, oh well. Hmm… should I put up the sixth chapter soon, or in a REALLY long time? (Strokes nose) I'll let you (the readers) decide :D .