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Rating: 'R' If not higher...
Warnings: If you are not under the legal age of consent in your country, or of high maturity level, you might not want to read on... If you dont like reading graphic (or semi-graphic) text, I suggest you dont read. Please no cruel flames... Thanks much, Amo Cantus
Summary: Five years after Harry's mysterious disappearance from Hogwarts, he finally returns to Diagon Ally and to the person he ran from. His love, Draco Malfoy.
Prologue:
"Promise me you will never leave me. Promise!" "I could never leave you."
These words ran over and over through Harry's mind while he waited for the plane to land in London. He looked out the window, staring at a landscape he had not seen in 5 years.
'It was your own fault. You left. You broke a promise to your love. You gave up every single thing that you knew, and high tailed it to America, where you spent 5 years crying over him. I had to. I had no choice. You had plenty of choices. You didn' t have to leave. I did too. Whoever asked you anyway? You did. Remember?'
A crisp female voice over the speaker on the plane interrupted Harry's train of thought. "Excuse me ladies and gentleman. The plane is about to land. Please put your tray and seat in the upright position and fasten your seat belts. Thank you for flying ATA."
'About time,' Harry thought as he got off the plane. 'I am never going to ride on a plane ever again if I can help it. Now where is the luggage return thing, and my taxi? Ahh... There they are.' He thought after spotting the baggage claim area and the taxi he requested.
Two hours later Harry found himself outside The Leaky Cauldron. The first thing he saw when he walked through the door was Tom wiping down the countertop. He looked up and promptly fainted at the sight of the long-lost Harry Potter standing just inside the door. All the chatter stopped as they watched old Tom fall to the floor. It was then that Harry noticed a curly haired brunette waitressing in the back corner.
Hemione? Could that be Hermione?
As the woman turned from her customers to see what was wrong, Harry realized that she was in fact, Hermione Granger, and that she was at least 7 months pregnant. Harry watched as she rushed over to Tom to figure out what was wrong with him. Within 3 seconds Hermione surmised that he had fainted. She pulled of one of his shoes, peeled off his sock, and put it under his nose. Old Tom regained consciousness with a start. Before Hermione could ask him why he fainted, Tom took another look at Harry and passed out again. Hermione looked up at Harry, recognition then shock passed over her features.
"H-H-Harry?" She stuttered. Her huge eyes going glossy with tears, Hermione stood up quickly, ignoring the thump that was Tom's head hitting the ground as she stood, walked over to Harry and threw her arms around him. "Oh God, Harry! I have missed you so much! Why didn't you write!?" Hermione continued to hold him, then ubruptly let go, swung out her hand, and slapped him full on the face. "How dare you walk in here like you havn't been gone for five years without one word to your best friends, and expect that it would be okay!" She turned around walked back to the table to finish taking their order. Halfway to the table Hermione stopped and turned back around to face Harry. "I expect you will want a room. There is one available upstairs. Take your things up and we will talk later." With that, she turned back around and continued walking.
Rating: 'R' If not higher...
Warnings: If you are not under the legal age of consent in your country, or of high maturity level, you might not want to read on... If you dont like reading graphic (or semi-graphic) text, I suggest you dont read. Please no cruel flames... Thanks much, Amo Cantus
Summary: Five years after Harry's mysterious disappearance from Hogwarts, he finally returns to Diagon Ally and to the person he ran from. His love, Draco Malfoy.
Prologue:
"Promise me you will never leave me. Promise!" "I could never leave you."
These words ran over and over through Harry's mind while he waited for the plane to land in London. He looked out the window, staring at a landscape he had not seen in 5 years.
'It was your own fault. You left. You broke a promise to your love. You gave up every single thing that you knew, and high tailed it to America, where you spent 5 years crying over him. I had to. I had no choice. You had plenty of choices. You didn' t have to leave. I did too. Whoever asked you anyway? You did. Remember?'
A crisp female voice over the speaker on the plane interrupted Harry's train of thought. "Excuse me ladies and gentleman. The plane is about to land. Please put your tray and seat in the upright position and fasten your seat belts. Thank you for flying ATA."
'About time,' Harry thought as he got off the plane. 'I am never going to ride on a plane ever again if I can help it. Now where is the luggage return thing, and my taxi? Ahh... There they are.' He thought after spotting the baggage claim area and the taxi he requested.
Two hours later Harry found himself outside The Leaky Cauldron. The first thing he saw when he walked through the door was Tom wiping down the countertop. He looked up and promptly fainted at the sight of the long-lost Harry Potter standing just inside the door. All the chatter stopped as they watched old Tom fall to the floor. It was then that Harry noticed a curly haired brunette waitressing in the back corner.
Hemione? Could that be Hermione?
As the woman turned from her customers to see what was wrong, Harry realized that she was in fact, Hermione Granger, and that she was at least 7 months pregnant. Harry watched as she rushed over to Tom to figure out what was wrong with him. Within 3 seconds Hermione surmised that he had fainted. She pulled of one of his shoes, peeled off his sock, and put it under his nose. Old Tom regained consciousness with a start. Before Hermione could ask him why he fainted, Tom took another look at Harry and passed out again. Hermione looked up at Harry, recognition then shock passed over her features.
"H-H-Harry?" She stuttered. Her huge eyes going glossy with tears, Hermione stood up quickly, ignoring the thump that was Tom's head hitting the ground as she stood, walked over to Harry and threw her arms around him. "Oh God, Harry! I have missed you so much! Why didn't you write!?" Hermione continued to hold him, then ubruptly let go, swung out her hand, and slapped him full on the face. "How dare you walk in here like you havn't been gone for five years without one word to your best friends, and expect that it would be okay!" She turned around walked back to the table to finish taking their order. Halfway to the table Hermione stopped and turned back around to face Harry. "I expect you will want a room. There is one available upstairs. Take your things up and we will talk later." With that, she turned back around and continued walking.