Voldemort sat in the study of the Riddle House in Little Hangleton. He was thinking about launching another attack but wasn't sure where to launch. He did start sending out several Death Eaters to go kill several muggles and wizarding families. Hopefully, Voldemort would be feared by many just like how things were almost twenty years ago. Voldemort then heard a knock on the door. "Come in," he said.
Peter Pettigrew came into the room shaking nervously. "My lord," he said bowing to Voldemort.
"Yes, Wormtail? What news do you bring me?" he asked.
"My lord, I have been informed of a way you can kill millions of muggles at once; using a bomb."
"Tell me Wormtail, what did I tell you about muggle devices and weapons?" Voldemort asked angrily.
"My lord, this is different. It was a weapon used in various muggle wars and depending where you place the bomb and the amount of explosives it contains; it may kill up to a hundred people."
"Very good Wormtail. You did your homework and have given me an option that I can use in the war against Potter, Dumbledore and the rest of the useless fools."
"Thank you, my lord," Wormtail said nervously.
"You may leave now Wormtail," Voldemort said.
Wormtail bowed to Voldemort then left the room. Voldemort now had his weapon of choice and there was nothing Potter, Dumbledore or anyone else could do to stop him from wreaking havoc on the world. He started to laugh evilly as images of death filled his head. He then got up to look through several books for more information on bombs.
Hermione was lying next to Harry on the same bed. With a sigh, she placed her head on his chest and looked onto his face. Harry was now about six feet tall, taller than her by six inches. He also smelled like a combination of several odors including Axe and soap. She gently placed a hand over his left shoulder, the place where Voldemort had hit him with a curse.
"Hermione, how come I never realized how beautiful you were until now?" Harry asked, placing an arm around her.
"Maybe it was because you never listened to your heart?" she replied.
"It doesn't matter now that we're together. I love you Hermione," he whispered, kissing her.
"I love you too Harry," she said.
After a few minutes, Harry pulled Hermione closer to him and she rested her head on his chest. She placed her hands on his chest and slowly started to rub his body gently.
"Imagine if someone came in right now and saw both of us lying like this without a shirt on," Harry said.
"I hope anyone who wants to come in knocks before they enter," Hermione said.
"That's what they should do," he replied.
Hermione turned so that she could get a better view of Harry. She put a hand on Harry's cheek and stared into his eyes. "Harry, you know that I believe you will eventually, one day, fulfill the prophecy and beat Voldemort right?" she asked him. Harry nodded in reply and she could tell by his eyes that he was interested in what she had to say. "Well, there's a reason I believe that you will beat Voldemort Harry and then we can get married," she said, moving closer to him.
"Why do you think that I will beat him Hermione?" he asked.
Hermione put her arms around Harry and gazed into his eyes. She moved forward and briefly kissed him. "The reason you will beat him Harry is because you have something that he doesn't. You love people," she said, before kissing him again.
This time Harry was ready for her. He put his arms around her and kissed her back. That night, Hermione slept with Harry in the same bed and to his surprise, he didn't have any nightmares that night.
"Remember Harry, the key to apparating is to concentrate on your destination," Remus Lupin told Harry.
Harry sighed after another failed attempt to apparate. He had been taking lessons in defense, Occulumency and was also learning how to apparate. This was all taking a toll on him however because he would often be exhausted after all his lessons and needed a thorough massage from Hermione after he was done. The lessons may have been torture but there was no way Harry was going to give up.
"Okay Harry, try to apparate again. Remember to concentrate on your location and have a clear picture of your destination," Remus said.
Harry thought of the kitchen at Grimmauld Place. He remembered every last detail about the kitchen down to the tiles and apparated there with a loud pop. In the kitchen, Harry saw Mrs. Weasley, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny sitting around the table, all of whom seemed happy to see him there.
"Congratulations Harry! I'm so proud of you," Hermione said, giving him a tight hug.
"Well done Harry," Remus said, entering the kitchen with a smile on his face.
"Does this mean I can apparate now?" Harry asked nervously.
"Well Harry, I wouldn't really try to apparate long distances just yet, from here to Hogwarts yes, it's a start," Remus said.
"Wow, that is so freaking cool," Ron said, giving Harry a pat on the back.
"I think that now that you have successfully apparated, it's time for you to get a break from all your lessons for the remainder of the day," Remus said happily.
Harry did not need to be told twice. He eagerly grabbed Hermione's hand and took her upstairs to the room they shared. Once inside, he pushed the door shut and started to kiss Hermione. She did not object and he lifted her in his arms and they started to French kiss each other. After several minutes of passionate kissing, Harry slowly stopped and pulled away from Hermione.
"Harry, why did you just do that to me?" Hermione asked.
"I'm sorry Hermione. I saw the woman I love and I just couldn't resist doing that," he replied, stroking away a strand of hair.
"Oh, in that case, I have no objections," she replied, "can you put me down?" she asked, smacking him playfully on the arm.
"Of course I can," he replied, putting her down on her bed gently. After he put her down, she then pulled him down onto the bed with her. She pulled off his shirt to reveal his bare chest then placed her hands around him and started to kiss him again. He didn't object to that and he responded by placing her hands around her and pulling her tightly. Both of them slept in the same bed again that night, wrapped in each other's arms.
Harry woke up the next day feeling as if he had just taken a dozen bludgers straight to the head. He rose slowly from his bed and saw Hermione sleeping next to him nude. He looked down and saw that he was also nude. 'What the fucking hell just happened?' he thought, looking down at Hermione. He sat on the bed for several minutes trying to think. He remembered that Hermione had joined him in bed but other than that he could not remember anything else and did not know why Hermione was next to him naked. He then heard a voice from behind him and hands gently massaging him.
"What happened to you today?" Hermione asked with a smile on her face.
"I'm just wondering why I'm sitting here like this and you're beside me," he replied.
She gently rubbed her hands over his shoulders several times and moved closer to his back. "Do you remember the events of last night Harry?" she asked him.
Harry thought about what Hermione had said for a minute. Suddenly it became clear to him. They had both gone to sleep in Hermione's bed around eleven and had promptly spent the next few minutes kissing each other. Hermione had then pulled off Harry's clothes when they had paused for air and had told Harry to do the same for her. The only thing Harry couldn't remember was what happened after all that.
"Are you still confused Harry because you look really like it," she said, placing a hand on his cheek and hugging him tightly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just want to know if we um, you know," he said.
Hermione looked surprised for a minute then her eyes opened in shock as she realized what Harry was asking. She started to giggle slightly and looked at Harry, who seemed nervous. 'Poor boy is wondering if he got me pregnant or something because we did do what he thought we did' she thought. She wondered how she would tell Harry the news since he seemed nervous. On the other hand she did like the feeling that she had felt last night after she and Harry did their thing.
"Hermione, you seem to be thinking about something. What is it?" he asked her.
"Harry, I don't want you to worry or nothing but yes we did make love to each other last night," she replied.
Immediately, Harry jumped up from his bed and allowed Hermione to see him fully naked. If the situation wasn't quite so serious, Hermione would have been giggling with laughter at the sight of Harry. Just looking at him made her want to make love with him again. She found herself thinking about the different physical characteristics of Harry and was stunned when his voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Hermione, I'm sorry. I should have exercised more self control last night," he said.
Hermione had not expected Harry to react this way. She had expected him to get mad or something to that extent but she had not expected him to be remorseful. If anything she thought that most guys wanted to make love but she guessed Harry was different. Geez and today was also his birthday. "Harry, don't apologize. It was something that I liked and I wouldn't mind doing it again," she said, placing an arm on his shoulder.
"It's not that Hermione. I'm worried that I may have caused you to get pregnant before you graduate from Hogwarts," he said.
"Harry, don't worry about that stuff. Relax," she said, putting an arm on his chest. "Besides I liked it last night," she said with a grin.
Harry sighed and began to put on some clothes. Hermione sat on the bed watching him change. She wondered if he knew today was his birthday and there was a party for him later on in the day. 'Probably not since he's so exhausted from all of those lessons he has been taking with Dumbledore, Remus Lupin and Moody' she thought. Even though Harry wouldn't admit it, she knew that he was exhausted from the lessons. She knew because she could see it in his eyes every day.
"Hermione, I'm not saying this in a bad way but why are you staring at me like that?" he asked her.
Hermione looked up when she heard Harry's voice. She had not known that she had been staring at Harry partially because he was so gorgeous. 'Damn, he did not realize how good looking he was especially when he was not wearing a shirt' she thought. "Harry, I'm staring at you because you are so gorgeous," she said, giggling out loud.
"Oh is that why you keep staring at me? It's because you think that I'm so gorgeous?" he asked her smiling.
"Yes that's why, you silly boy. Happy birthday by the way," she said, getting up from the bed to kiss him on the cheek.
"It's my birthday today?" he asked in amazement.
"Yeah silly," she replied, playfully slapping him on the arm.
After Hermione had gotten dressed and both of them had taken a shower, they went downstairs to eat breakfast. Once they had reached the kitchen, Harry saw a huge banner that said 'Happy Birthday Harry' along with several members of the Order and the entire Weasley family sitting down at the table.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!" they cried when he entered.
Harry sat down on the table amazed at everyone who had been there for his birthday. Once he sat, people got up to continue with whatever they had to do. Soon, Harry was left at the table with Fred, George, Ginny, Ron, Mrs. Weasley and Hermione. Mrs. Weasley gave him and Hermione a plate full of toast, eggs, bacon and some home fries. Harry sat at the table and ate in silence, unaware that the Weasley twins were watching him with grins on their faces.
"Oh Harry, you do know that we have a party planned for you in a fancy restaurant in Diagon Alley today?" Fred asked.
"Are you serious?" Harry asked, looking up from his food.
"Yeah man, we invited a bunch of old buddies you may know and well, you'll see when you get there," George said.
"Who's running the shop if both of you are hosting a party for me?" Harry asked.
Fred and George looked at each other before speaking. "Well Harry, the thing is..," Fred began to say.
"We had planned this for a while mate..," George said.
"Last night, we put up a sign that said..," Fred said.
"Closed July 31st- Harry Potter's birthday," George said.
"So both of you decided to close the shop just for me?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, we figured we made enough to take a day off," Fred replied.
Harry had nothing to say after that, he merely sat there and finished his breakfast. He was somewhat excited to see what the twins had planned for him later because they probably had some crazy or extravagant stunt at his expense.
Harry found himself standing outside a fancy restaurant called 'The Golden Stag'. It was now time for his birthday party, courtesy of Fred and George. He was unsure of what to expect so he nervously opened the door. Once he got inside, he saw students from Hogwarts, some from his year, some younger and some older than him. Among those he saw were the former members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, all sixth-year Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws.
"HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY HARRY!" everybody shouted when he got into the restaurant.
Harry walked among the people who had gone to his party. He spotted Fred and George standing respectively with Angelina and Alicia. The twins were standing near a table that contained a huge pile of gifts. In fact, his pile of gifts was larger than any pile Dudley had ever received.
"It's the birthday person himself," George said when he saw Harry approaching.
"Congratulations Harry! You're sixteen now?" Angelina asked, giving Harry a tight hug and kissing his cheek.
"Erm, yeah thanks," Harry said nervously.
"You truly are special Harry," Alicia said smiling, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek like Angelina.
"Oh and Harry, that pile over there is your presents," Fred said, giving him a pat on the back. "Oh yeah and keep your hands off my girlfriend next time," he added with a smile, causing Angelina to slap him on the arm.
"How do you know I won't ditch you now and run away with Harry, who is younger than me and more gorgeous than you?" Angelina asked Fred.
"You wouldn't do that because Harry's girlfriend would curse you from here to eternity," George replied.
"Ooh, Harry has a girlfriend?" Alicia asked.
"Yeah, he has a girlfriend while our brother Ron acts like a complete idiot," Fred said, looking over at where Ron was standing with Luna.
"Looks like you're wrong about Ron," Harry said, after seeing Ron and Luna kiss.
Four hours later, Hermione was helping Harry put the last of his gifts into trunks. Harry's party had ended and now they were going back to Grimmauld Place. Shortly afterwards, they were done packing and they left the restaurant holding hands.
Later that night, in a part of England near Liverpool, Lord Voldemort was watching his Death Eaters use pipe bombs to attack muggle families. Each pipe bomb contained enough dynamite to blow up a house and kill all the inhabitants inside. He had decided to attack five different muggle families and observe the outcome. So far, everything was looking good. The bombs exploded immediately after a Death Eater had thrown the bomb through a window.
"My lord, we have finished bombing these five houses," a Death Eater said.
"Very good MacHayes. I hear the muggle police arriving. They will be here soon but before they get here, we will be gone. Send up the Dark Mark and then apparate back to headquarters," Voldemort said.
Within seconds, the Dark Mark had been shot in the sky. Police arrived on the scene only to see five houses left in smoking ruins. Bodies of children and adults were found, horribly burned. Nobody had survived this horrid attack. Even the most brute police officer could not prevent tears from falling after seeing the bodies of dead children with several body parts missing.
A/N: I apologize for the ending because I realize some people may find it offensive and/or it gives them horrible memories of events that we would like to forget. Kind of a sad way to end what was pretty much a 'happy' chapter. Please read and review. Thank you so much.