Yea I no that last part in the last chapter sucked, but at least its something.
Oh, btw, there is a specific reason Lexis first name is Sarah, but you wont find that out till later! I've had it in mind since I first started this story. Clever, huh?
* * *
Harry and Ron stood back and watched as Lexi ran back to Hermione. Harry's eyes started to go out of focus as Hermione squeezed her daughter in one of her famous hugs. Ron had reckoned that she picked it up from Molly Weasley, Ron's mother.
He was staring for quite a while before Ron shook him.
"Oy, mate. Lets get back to my apartment. You look like you're in need of some chocolate. I know I am." He told him. Harry nodded his head ass he turned his back on the scene.
* * *
Hermione led Lexi up the walk to their house. They had taken the portkey home. When she unlocked the door, Lexi ran in and collapsed on the squishy couch.
Hermione smiled and walked into the kitchen to make some tea. Lexi had just started to doze off when someone popped through the fire place. Lexi opened one eye and jumped up in excitement.
"Caprice! What are you doing here?" She cried as she embraced her best friend.
"I heard about incident and came soon as possible" She said in her strong Italian accent. Lexi had met Caprice on her summer vacation a year ago. They had been best friends ever since.
"Come state facendo?" * Caprice asked. She knew that Lexi was learning Italian in school and always loved to test her.
"Molto bene. L'oggi è stato molto emozionante! Siedasi giù ed il ill
vi dice la storia." She said slowly as she twirled her black hair around her finger. Caprice sat down on the couch with Lexi as she told her the days events in English.
"Wow! Harry Potter is your padre*? This is amazing!"
"Yea I know but -"
"Lexi? Do you want honey in your- Caprice! So wonderful to see you!" Hermione exclaimed as she entered the room.
"Hello Miss Granger. Lexi was just telling me about-" She was about to finish but Lexi stepped on her foot.
"About what honey?"
"About- I know no English word for thought. I am sorry." She said, trying to sound semi-stupid.
Hermione smiled and left the room. Lexi spun around to face Caprice again.
" Il vostro presunto dirle!
"Spiacente"
* * *
--English-Italian Translation--
-How Are you doing?
-Very well. Today has been very exciting! Sit down and Ill tell you the story.
-Father
-Your not supposed to tell her!
-Sorry
* * *
Later that night, Hermione sat on the couch in front of the fire. She stared into the flames as the shadows danced the night away on her slightly tanned face. She could vaguely hear her daughter and her best friends voices above her. She had invited Caprice for the night and she had gratefully accepted. From the sound of it, it seemed as though Lexi and Caprice were telling ghost stories.
She sighed as she looked down into her tea. She had been so caught u in her thoughts that she had let her Green Tea get cold. Deciding that she was too lazy at the moment to reheat it, she reached up to the back of the couch and pulled down the pure white flannel blanket over her body. Leaning back into the pillows, she settled herself into the cushions.
Closing her eyes, Hermione began to rethink the days events. A quiet 'pop' startled her and her eyes flew open. Sitting up quickly, she gasped when he saw a man about her age standing at the foot of the couch.
"Harry, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked, her tone sounding slightly cold. Harry's arms drooped as he sat down beside her feet.
"I came to talk." Taking a deep breath, he turned towards her on the couch.
"I thought we already had." He rolled his eyes.
"Hermione, why did you say that?"
"Say what?" She asked, shifting so she was sitting Indian Style on the sofa.
"Hermione Granger, I know for a fact that you are not this dense." He said crossly. She placed her head in her hands.
"Harry, I don't know. It just feels like I don't deserve to be loved by you." Hermione said, sniffing. She wasn't too sure why she was telling him this, but she needed to get it off her chest.
He sighed and scooted up on the couch. He was still a little less than arms length from her.
"Blimey Hermione, you have no reason to feel that way." He reached out his left arm and lifted her chin so she was looking at him. She quickly averted her eyes.
"Look at me" He told her, caressing her chin with his thumb. She slowly moved her eyes up to him as he smiled at her.
* * *
As this was all going on, Lexi and Caprice had decided to go downstairs to get some snacks. On the way down the hallway they both heard the voices of two people. Lexi held out an arm in front of Caprice and began to tiptoe across the gray carpet. She motioned for Caprice to follow her.
As they reached the stairs, they got down on the floor. Leaning over the steps on their stomachs, they poked their heads out from behind the wall. Right in front of them was Harry and Hermione on the couch.
Lexi's eyes widened. She looked as Caprice who was ready to burst out in excitement. She motioned for them to go back to the room. They slowly got up and scurried back to Lexi's pink and black room.
"Was that-" Caprice started.
"Yea, my dad." She said.
* * *
"Harry, why are you doing this?" Hermione asked him as he looked into her eyes.
"Because I love you" He told her. Before she could say anything else he moved up so close that he could feel her breath on his face. He right away spotted her left eye begin to tear up. He had noticed that over the years that when Hermione started to cry, her left eye always seemed to tear up first. Harry smiled at the thought.
"Harry-" But before she could continue he had swiftly leaned down and captured her lips in a searing kiss.
(A/N: buahaha)
* * *
"How can you so easily call him your father? Isn't it hard for you?" Caprice asked. Lexi had bent down and put her ear to the air vent in the floor. You could hear any conversation in the house as long as they were near the air vent.
Deciding that she shouldn't bother in her mothers business (The odds of this were unlikely), she got up and plopped back down on her bed.
"Im not sure. It is hard, but I reckon I have to get used to it"
"I see." Caprice said. She walked across the room to stare out of the window. As soon as she put her face to the glass, an owl popped up in front of her face. She jumped back, slightly startled. Lexi looked up and motioned for her to open the window. Sliding open the window, Caprice ducked as a black owl flew in straight to Lexi.
"Its Erin's owl, Jane" Lexi told her as she untied the letter from her leg.
-Lexi,
Sorry to bother you so late at night, but I wanted to know how you were.
-Erin
"Aw, its nothing." Lexi replied to Caprice. She quickly scribbled a note back to Erin and gave it to Jane.
"Lexi, can I ask you a question?" Caprice asked, sitting down beside Lexi. Lexi looked at her questioningly but nodded all the same.
"What would you do if your mom and dad don't get back together?" Caprice asked. Lexi looked down at her hands and shrugged.
"Im not sure."
* * *
Well, there ya go. FLUFF HAS ARRIVED! And hopefully there will be some more in the next chapter, but I'm kinda stuck a bit. SUGGESTIONS PLEASE! PLEASE? Oh, and Review!
Oh, btw, there is a specific reason Lexis first name is Sarah, but you wont find that out till later! I've had it in mind since I first started this story. Clever, huh?
* * *
Harry and Ron stood back and watched as Lexi ran back to Hermione. Harry's eyes started to go out of focus as Hermione squeezed her daughter in one of her famous hugs. Ron had reckoned that she picked it up from Molly Weasley, Ron's mother.
He was staring for quite a while before Ron shook him.
"Oy, mate. Lets get back to my apartment. You look like you're in need of some chocolate. I know I am." He told him. Harry nodded his head ass he turned his back on the scene.
* * *
Hermione led Lexi up the walk to their house. They had taken the portkey home. When she unlocked the door, Lexi ran in and collapsed on the squishy couch.
Hermione smiled and walked into the kitchen to make some tea. Lexi had just started to doze off when someone popped through the fire place. Lexi opened one eye and jumped up in excitement.
"Caprice! What are you doing here?" She cried as she embraced her best friend.
"I heard about incident and came soon as possible" She said in her strong Italian accent. Lexi had met Caprice on her summer vacation a year ago. They had been best friends ever since.
"Come state facendo?" * Caprice asked. She knew that Lexi was learning Italian in school and always loved to test her.
"Molto bene. L'oggi è stato molto emozionante! Siedasi giù ed il ill
vi dice la storia." She said slowly as she twirled her black hair around her finger. Caprice sat down on the couch with Lexi as she told her the days events in English.
"Wow! Harry Potter is your padre*? This is amazing!"
"Yea I know but -"
"Lexi? Do you want honey in your- Caprice! So wonderful to see you!" Hermione exclaimed as she entered the room.
"Hello Miss Granger. Lexi was just telling me about-" She was about to finish but Lexi stepped on her foot.
"About what honey?"
"About- I know no English word for thought. I am sorry." She said, trying to sound semi-stupid.
Hermione smiled and left the room. Lexi spun around to face Caprice again.
" Il vostro presunto dirle!
"Spiacente"
* * *
--English-Italian Translation--
-How Are you doing?
-Very well. Today has been very exciting! Sit down and Ill tell you the story.
-Father
-Your not supposed to tell her!
-Sorry
* * *
Later that night, Hermione sat on the couch in front of the fire. She stared into the flames as the shadows danced the night away on her slightly tanned face. She could vaguely hear her daughter and her best friends voices above her. She had invited Caprice for the night and she had gratefully accepted. From the sound of it, it seemed as though Lexi and Caprice were telling ghost stories.
She sighed as she looked down into her tea. She had been so caught u in her thoughts that she had let her Green Tea get cold. Deciding that she was too lazy at the moment to reheat it, she reached up to the back of the couch and pulled down the pure white flannel blanket over her body. Leaning back into the pillows, she settled herself into the cushions.
Closing her eyes, Hermione began to rethink the days events. A quiet 'pop' startled her and her eyes flew open. Sitting up quickly, she gasped when he saw a man about her age standing at the foot of the couch.
"Harry, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked, her tone sounding slightly cold. Harry's arms drooped as he sat down beside her feet.
"I came to talk." Taking a deep breath, he turned towards her on the couch.
"I thought we already had." He rolled his eyes.
"Hermione, why did you say that?"
"Say what?" She asked, shifting so she was sitting Indian Style on the sofa.
"Hermione Granger, I know for a fact that you are not this dense." He said crossly. She placed her head in her hands.
"Harry, I don't know. It just feels like I don't deserve to be loved by you." Hermione said, sniffing. She wasn't too sure why she was telling him this, but she needed to get it off her chest.
He sighed and scooted up on the couch. He was still a little less than arms length from her.
"Blimey Hermione, you have no reason to feel that way." He reached out his left arm and lifted her chin so she was looking at him. She quickly averted her eyes.
"Look at me" He told her, caressing her chin with his thumb. She slowly moved her eyes up to him as he smiled at her.
* * *
As this was all going on, Lexi and Caprice had decided to go downstairs to get some snacks. On the way down the hallway they both heard the voices of two people. Lexi held out an arm in front of Caprice and began to tiptoe across the gray carpet. She motioned for Caprice to follow her.
As they reached the stairs, they got down on the floor. Leaning over the steps on their stomachs, they poked their heads out from behind the wall. Right in front of them was Harry and Hermione on the couch.
Lexi's eyes widened. She looked as Caprice who was ready to burst out in excitement. She motioned for them to go back to the room. They slowly got up and scurried back to Lexi's pink and black room.
"Was that-" Caprice started.
"Yea, my dad." She said.
* * *
"Harry, why are you doing this?" Hermione asked him as he looked into her eyes.
"Because I love you" He told her. Before she could say anything else he moved up so close that he could feel her breath on his face. He right away spotted her left eye begin to tear up. He had noticed that over the years that when Hermione started to cry, her left eye always seemed to tear up first. Harry smiled at the thought.
"Harry-" But before she could continue he had swiftly leaned down and captured her lips in a searing kiss.
(A/N: buahaha)
* * *
"How can you so easily call him your father? Isn't it hard for you?" Caprice asked. Lexi had bent down and put her ear to the air vent in the floor. You could hear any conversation in the house as long as they were near the air vent.
Deciding that she shouldn't bother in her mothers business (The odds of this were unlikely), she got up and plopped back down on her bed.
"Im not sure. It is hard, but I reckon I have to get used to it"
"I see." Caprice said. She walked across the room to stare out of the window. As soon as she put her face to the glass, an owl popped up in front of her face. She jumped back, slightly startled. Lexi looked up and motioned for her to open the window. Sliding open the window, Caprice ducked as a black owl flew in straight to Lexi.
"Its Erin's owl, Jane" Lexi told her as she untied the letter from her leg.
-Lexi,
Sorry to bother you so late at night, but I wanted to know how you were.
-Erin
"Aw, its nothing." Lexi replied to Caprice. She quickly scribbled a note back to Erin and gave it to Jane.
"Lexi, can I ask you a question?" Caprice asked, sitting down beside Lexi. Lexi looked at her questioningly but nodded all the same.
"What would you do if your mom and dad don't get back together?" Caprice asked. Lexi looked down at her hands and shrugged.
"Im not sure."
* * *
Well, there ya go. FLUFF HAS ARRIVED! And hopefully there will be some more in the next chapter, but I'm kinda stuck a bit. SUGGESTIONS PLEASE! PLEASE? Oh, and Review!