Disclaimer: I don't own any rights to Harry Potter and this does not (to my knowledge) contain any spoilers to Harry Potter 6. I also apologize to those readers how are able to look at the chapter titles of DVDs they've never seen and predict the whole plot because I can guarantee that you will realize most of the plot before it happens but it's still worth reading.

I've Got My Spell On You, Wait NO I Don't

A yell rang out and from the house.

"Mum, Dad get out here, he did you-know-what" Dudley yelled at the top of his lungs. Harry looked down at Hermione, who slowly opened her eyes and bit her lower lip.

"How do we explain this without getting in trouble." Harry picked up Hermione's trunk and led her back inside, just as everyone reached the front door they ignored the questions being yelled at them as Harry set down the trunk at the door and led everyone into the den. "Now everyone calm down." He shouted. Mr. and Mrs. MacDock had a seat on the sofa, Dudley and Petunia followed suit. Only Mr. Dursley remained yelling at Harry. "Uncle Vernon please calm down and I'll explain."

"Explain, explain that you did you-know-what on that girl."

"No that I didn't do anything, please let me explain."

"Yes Vernon maybe..."

"No, I know what he did and I won't let him get away with it." He took a step towards Harry Fist clenched.

"Hey, Hey," Hermione yelled. "I believe I can put everyone at ease. Harry didn't do anything to me, Mrs. Dursley you sister and I have something in common," no one responded only looked at her more confused. "We have the same weirdness about us." Still no one responded.

"Oh! For Heaven sakes she's a bloody witch like your sister was now can we please eat." Mr. MacDock shouted. Hermione turned to her uncle.

"H...How did you..."

"Your Parents told us years ago but you were never to know we knew. Even after you got your acceptance letter it was safer for you. You were always so cautious around us, you were safe." There was only silence form the Dursley's who still looked confused. "Oh, Hell they're best friends your son saw them hugging because they've been worried about each other that's all now can we please eat." Petunia stood up and in a very weak voice said:

"Dinner is served." The table was quiet at first but once Harry and Hermione started their own conversation and everyone relaxed and it was actually a nice evening.

At ten past ten the MacDock's kissed their niece goodbye wished her and Harry a nice term and left. Mr. MacDock told Harry a car would come for him and Hermione at ten the next day and take them to London they would stay at the Leaky Cauldron for the rest of summer they had two adjacent long-term rooms reserved. Harry thanked them both and asked how he could repay them, their only reply was to protect their niece at school, Harry promised he would.

Later that night Harry awoke to a faint knock on his door. He slowly got out of bed, opened the door and let Hermione in.

"What's wrong," he asked.

"Nothing I just wanted to talk," she sat on his bed as he pulled up a chair.

"Talk about what?"

"Well did you like your birthday present, for one?"

"Of course but it's not over yet," he leaned closer, he saw her cheeks grow pink and her breath quicken.

"Hermione, what is it?" He took her hands in his, "Why are you acting so odd?" she only bit he lip again. "Is it because of what happened earlier, what Dudley walked in on."

"Partly an the fact that two weeks ago I was nearly killed by the Voldemort and Sirius ...I haven't been able to sleep lately I guess I'm just scared." Harry go out of his seat and sat beside her with one arm around her shoulder. She rested her head on his shoulder, he lay back pulling her with him.

"Hermione I will always protect you okay, I promise."

"But why?"

"Because you're my best friend"

"Okay" she snuggled up against him. "And earlier, outside," she turned her body so she lay on her side, able to look at him.

"I missed you, I'm sorry if I surprised you or made you mad you."

"No you didn't I just...well I guess I was surprised, but no you didn't make me mad." She nuzzled into his chest as he rapped his arms around her, the last thing he heard before he drifted off to sleep was Hermione's tired voice whisper, "I missed you to Harry."

Neither of them intended to fall asleep but they did, it wasn't until five that Harry woke up to find Hermione asleep on his chest, her left arm draped over his chest clinging slightly to his shirt. Slowly he moved her and got out of bed. He stood in the shower thinking why did it feel so right to wake up like that with Hermione. When he got out she was still asleep he sat in the chair and watched her sleep. Half an hour later she awoke realized where she was and saw Harry sitting just watching her. What happened? Why is he watching me?

"Good morning, guess we where both tired." Hermione slowly sat up rapping the cover around her self.

"Ya I guess so."

"Um probably best not to mention this to anyone right, I mean after what everyone thought in fourth year."

"Ya good idea." She smiled and slowly got out of Harry's bed, he lead her back to her room before going down stairs. He sat a moment on the couch alone he touched the place where Hermione's hand had been. What is this feeling, this feeling I had when I woke up and saw her beside me, why was it familiar yet scary but I liked it, what is it?

This is no longer the last part of the prologue, a reviewer asked that I include a few sentences on Summer and term so I dug this out of the trash, a previously deleted paragraph turned into a chapter for you enjoyment.