Title: Life Outside
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe
Warnings: None, except spoilers for all 5 books.
Disclaimer: Familiar Harry Potter characters do not belong to me. No profit was made from this story.
Harry watched as Emma moved around her small kitchen preparing them dinner. She glanced up, and caught him staring at her. She smiled, her midnight blue eyes captivating him, and blushed slightly. He smiled back, finding it endearing that even after three months, he could still make her blush simply by watching her. Her shyness had always been an obstacle for her, but as far as Harry was concerned, it was just another way to prove how well they fit together. She was herself around him. He loved her, was in love with her, and he knew she felt the same. He still could not get over how lucky he was to have her in his life.
"What is it?" She finally asked with a soft laugh as her blush deepened under his gaze. "You're breaking my concentration." The teasing lilt in her voice drew a smile out of him easily.
"Can I help you with anything?" He asked, coming to lean over the counter as she tossed a salad. She bit her bottom lip, throwing a glance around the small kitchen/dining area.
"Um, set the table for me?"
"Sure." He negotiated the small kitchen, fetching plates, cups, silverware, and napkins, then carried them to the table to lay them out. Harry did all of this without magic, as he sometimes did when he was with her. She hadn't asked him for that...indeed she didn't comment whether he used magic or not...but he did it the Muggle way anyway. She never said anything, but he could tell that having cups and plates float around the room still startled her a bit. Harry thought back about a month and a half ago to when he first told her who he was. Not that he'd ever lied to her about his identity, but he'd decided, as soon as he realized how much she was in his life, that she had to know all of it. He wasn't sure the relationship would survive his revelation, but he firmly believed that she deserved to know the truth before they got any further involved – before he had her heart as firmly as she had his.