"Harry, you'll be fine, stop worrying so much." Hermione grabbed a hold of
his hand. It was shaking furiously. They were in a taxi on they way to
Hermione's house.
They had both graduated with honors along with Ron and everybody else. The last night there was quite sad, but there was a party with drinks, but Hermione and Harry were sure to stay away from them. The train ride to the station was quiet most of the way. They said goodbye to Ron and their other friends, and now they were in a taxi to meet Hermione's parents.
"Harry, my parent's will love you."
"Yeah, until we tell them." His throat was dry so his voice was hardly a whisper.
"We'll just wait a few days and let them warm up to you. I'm sure they'll understand."
"Hermione! That's not what you said earlier! You said they were going to kill us and then probably kick you out of the house. You also said they were very strict about sex and when you should have it.when you're married. Do we look married?"
"You're right. We're dead." The rest of the ride was quite silent, Hermione still holding Harry's hand. About ten minutes from the house, Harry broke the silence. He turned and grabbed hold of Hermione's other hand and looked into her eyes.
"Hermione.there is one question I've been wanting to ask you forever."
"What is it?"
"If we weren't drunk, would you still have slept with me, or did you just because I was standing closest to you?"
"I don't understand?"
"Okay, let me put it this way.do you care for me as much as I care for you?" She looked puzzled for a minute then she leaned forward and pressed her lips to Harry's. The kiss was sweet; the first one that actually had meaning because they weren't drunk. They broke apart and Hermione scooted closer to Harry.
"I love you, Harry. I always have.since my fourth year." Harry was shocked. He thought it was all an accident and they would never end up together. Hermione laid her head on his shoulder and he put his on top of hers.
"I love you too." He whispered into her hair and kissed the top of her head. He could feel her breathing all the way to her house. The taxi pulled in front of a white three story. Hermione and Harry got out, paid the driver, and headed for the front door. The door opened just as they got there.
A medium height woman in her late forties with brownish-gray hair stood in the doorway. She was wearing a long blue summer's dress with bare feet.
"Hermione! My darling, you're home!" She ran out of the door and gave her daughter a hug. She let go and grabbed her trunk and brought it inside. Harry followed and set his trunk down next to Hermione's in the front room. Mrs. Granger led them into the kitchen to sit at the table.
"And this must be Harry. Please to meet you."
"It's nice to finally meet you, and you look very nice today."
"Wow, Hermione! Not only is he cute, he's polite! I think I like him already." Harry's cheek turned deep red and he smiled.
" We're not dating, Mum. He just didn't want to got straight to his uncle's house. Where's Dad?" Hermione took a sip of water that her mother had given them.
"He's still at work.'til five. He is so anxious to meet you, Harry. So tell me, what was graduation like?" Harry and Hermione filled her in about all the information they could remember for about an hour when Hermione's dad came in.
"Hello, Hermione! Harry, it's nice to meet you." They talked with him over pizza and salad for another hour.
"Well, you two probably want to unpack. Hermione, do you need help bringing up your trunk?"
"No thanks Dad. I'll manage. C'mon, Harry. Let's go." Harry followed Hermione and they grabbed their trunks and headed upstairs. Harry went into the guest room and just dropped his trunk on the bed. He went to a door and knocked.
"Who is it?"
"It's me." The door opened and Hermione stood there. She ushered Harry in.
"If my parent's ever catch us in here together, you might as well leave." She led Harry to her bed and sat down. They sat and faced each other. Harry took Hermione's hands in his. "So, do you like them?"
"Yes, very polite, but I don't think your dad likes me."
"Just give them a while. I'm sure they just love you. You're everything they want for me."
Harry rolled his eyes and sighed. "Except I got you pregnant."
"Shhh! Don't say that too loud. They're not deaf."
"Sorry."
"You know you are so cute when you're worried." She leaned over and kissed him passionately. Harry put his hands on her waist and she put her arms around his neck. She leaned more into him, making him fall on his back. She kissed him deeper and he returned the deepness. There was a knock on the door.
"Hermione? Is every thing all right in there? Do you need any help unpacking?" Hermione and Harry sat up. She went to the door and only opened a crack so they couldn't see Harry sitting on the bed.
"I'm fine Mum, I'm just changing my clothes." Hermione lied.
"All right, well, sleep tight, and don't make too much noise, I think Harry has gone to bed already. Your father and I are going to bed now, so goodnight."
"Goodnight." She closed the door and leaned back on it. "Phew, that was close." She walked over and sat on the bed next to Harry.
"Hermione, maybe I should go."
"No, their bed room is downstairs, so they won't be able to hear us."
"Maybe it's not such a good idea. What if they do? I don't want them to get the wrong impression of me."
"Just shut up and kiss me." Another romantic kiss took place.
~~~~*~~~~
Harry woke to the smell of bacon. He rubbed his eyes. He sat up and heard something. Breathing. Someone else was on the bed next to him. Hermione. They hadn't slept together, just fallen asleep.with their clothes still on, on top of the covers, on her bed. Harry sat up and crawled over Hermione towards the door, but she felt him and woke up.
"Where are you going?" She sat up and looked at her clock. She yawned and stretched her arms above her head. Harry stood up and tiptoed towards the door.
"To my room. We slept in your room and if they find that out, I might as well leave, right?"
"Okay, bye." She blew a kiss at him. He pretended to catch it and place it over his heart. He sent one back her way.
To Be Continued
A/N: sorry that was so short, but this was a good stopping point because the next part is a little complicated. Thanks to all of you that reviewed! You are my fans!!! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee k bye. blah gurl
They had both graduated with honors along with Ron and everybody else. The last night there was quite sad, but there was a party with drinks, but Hermione and Harry were sure to stay away from them. The train ride to the station was quiet most of the way. They said goodbye to Ron and their other friends, and now they were in a taxi to meet Hermione's parents.
"Harry, my parent's will love you."
"Yeah, until we tell them." His throat was dry so his voice was hardly a whisper.
"We'll just wait a few days and let them warm up to you. I'm sure they'll understand."
"Hermione! That's not what you said earlier! You said they were going to kill us and then probably kick you out of the house. You also said they were very strict about sex and when you should have it.when you're married. Do we look married?"
"You're right. We're dead." The rest of the ride was quite silent, Hermione still holding Harry's hand. About ten minutes from the house, Harry broke the silence. He turned and grabbed hold of Hermione's other hand and looked into her eyes.
"Hermione.there is one question I've been wanting to ask you forever."
"What is it?"
"If we weren't drunk, would you still have slept with me, or did you just because I was standing closest to you?"
"I don't understand?"
"Okay, let me put it this way.do you care for me as much as I care for you?" She looked puzzled for a minute then she leaned forward and pressed her lips to Harry's. The kiss was sweet; the first one that actually had meaning because they weren't drunk. They broke apart and Hermione scooted closer to Harry.
"I love you, Harry. I always have.since my fourth year." Harry was shocked. He thought it was all an accident and they would never end up together. Hermione laid her head on his shoulder and he put his on top of hers.
"I love you too." He whispered into her hair and kissed the top of her head. He could feel her breathing all the way to her house. The taxi pulled in front of a white three story. Hermione and Harry got out, paid the driver, and headed for the front door. The door opened just as they got there.
A medium height woman in her late forties with brownish-gray hair stood in the doorway. She was wearing a long blue summer's dress with bare feet.
"Hermione! My darling, you're home!" She ran out of the door and gave her daughter a hug. She let go and grabbed her trunk and brought it inside. Harry followed and set his trunk down next to Hermione's in the front room. Mrs. Granger led them into the kitchen to sit at the table.
"And this must be Harry. Please to meet you."
"It's nice to finally meet you, and you look very nice today."
"Wow, Hermione! Not only is he cute, he's polite! I think I like him already." Harry's cheek turned deep red and he smiled.
" We're not dating, Mum. He just didn't want to got straight to his uncle's house. Where's Dad?" Hermione took a sip of water that her mother had given them.
"He's still at work.'til five. He is so anxious to meet you, Harry. So tell me, what was graduation like?" Harry and Hermione filled her in about all the information they could remember for about an hour when Hermione's dad came in.
"Hello, Hermione! Harry, it's nice to meet you." They talked with him over pizza and salad for another hour.
"Well, you two probably want to unpack. Hermione, do you need help bringing up your trunk?"
"No thanks Dad. I'll manage. C'mon, Harry. Let's go." Harry followed Hermione and they grabbed their trunks and headed upstairs. Harry went into the guest room and just dropped his trunk on the bed. He went to a door and knocked.
"Who is it?"
"It's me." The door opened and Hermione stood there. She ushered Harry in.
"If my parent's ever catch us in here together, you might as well leave." She led Harry to her bed and sat down. They sat and faced each other. Harry took Hermione's hands in his. "So, do you like them?"
"Yes, very polite, but I don't think your dad likes me."
"Just give them a while. I'm sure they just love you. You're everything they want for me."
Harry rolled his eyes and sighed. "Except I got you pregnant."
"Shhh! Don't say that too loud. They're not deaf."
"Sorry."
"You know you are so cute when you're worried." She leaned over and kissed him passionately. Harry put his hands on her waist and she put her arms around his neck. She leaned more into him, making him fall on his back. She kissed him deeper and he returned the deepness. There was a knock on the door.
"Hermione? Is every thing all right in there? Do you need any help unpacking?" Hermione and Harry sat up. She went to the door and only opened a crack so they couldn't see Harry sitting on the bed.
"I'm fine Mum, I'm just changing my clothes." Hermione lied.
"All right, well, sleep tight, and don't make too much noise, I think Harry has gone to bed already. Your father and I are going to bed now, so goodnight."
"Goodnight." She closed the door and leaned back on it. "Phew, that was close." She walked over and sat on the bed next to Harry.
"Hermione, maybe I should go."
"No, their bed room is downstairs, so they won't be able to hear us."
"Maybe it's not such a good idea. What if they do? I don't want them to get the wrong impression of me."
"Just shut up and kiss me." Another romantic kiss took place.
~~~~*~~~~
Harry woke to the smell of bacon. He rubbed his eyes. He sat up and heard something. Breathing. Someone else was on the bed next to him. Hermione. They hadn't slept together, just fallen asleep.with their clothes still on, on top of the covers, on her bed. Harry sat up and crawled over Hermione towards the door, but she felt him and woke up.
"Where are you going?" She sat up and looked at her clock. She yawned and stretched her arms above her head. Harry stood up and tiptoed towards the door.
"To my room. We slept in your room and if they find that out, I might as well leave, right?"
"Okay, bye." She blew a kiss at him. He pretended to catch it and place it over his heart. He sent one back her way.
To Be Continued
A/N: sorry that was so short, but this was a good stopping point because the next part is a little complicated. Thanks to all of you that reviewed! You are my fans!!! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee k bye. blah gurl