Hermione and Harry walked into Dudley's café to see Ron trying to balance several plates on his arms. Hermione quickly walked over to Ron and lifted two of the plates off and helped him carry them to their proper table. Harry frowned at the two, but turned and found an empty table. He was very surprised to see how crowded the café was. Harry's eyes scanned the café and found Ron and Hermione talking closely, he frowned once again when Ron pulled Hermione into a hug.

"Harry?" Dudley said. "How are you"

Harry tore his eyes away from the two and looked up at his cousin. "We need to talk," he said softly. "Is there somewhere we, can go? Do you have an office or something?"

"I do," he said as three more customers walked into the café, "But I don't have the time now. As you can see we are extremely busy this morning and my two regular waitresses called in sick, and I am short one cook,"

"I see. Do you want some help? I am sure I can take orders or something,"

"You would help? Really?" Dudley asked with a smile.

"If you need some, I will. Hermione and I didn't have any set plans today,"

"I can wait tables for you too," Hermione said walking up to the two men.

"I don't know Hermione. Last time you did you broke more plates then served them," Hermione frowned.

"That was a year ago. When I was in America, I took up a second job at a diner. I am much better now," she said with a smile. "Besides I learned a good balancing charm. I just taught it to Ron," she said pointing at Ron, who was now balancing several plates on both of his arms

. " I guess I don't have any choice. Hermione you can help Ron out here, and Harry if you don't mind you can help me in the kitchen,"

"I have to cook?" Harry asked as his head began to throb again. Hermione placed her hand on his.

"I can cook if you don't want to Harry,"

"No," Harry said standing up. "I'll cook, its okay," he said and gave Hermione a kiss on the check. "Just don't drop too many plates or I will have to trade with you," he said as he walked away from her and followed Dudley into the kitchen.

"I really appreciate this Harry," Dudley said handing him an apron. "You may want to roll your sleeves' up,"

"No. It' s okay," Harry said as he tied the apron on.

"All right then," Dudley said and began instructing Harry on what to do. After a grueling eight hours of cooking Harry and Dudley finally finished the last orders.

"Is it always that busy?" Harry asked as Dudley began cleaning the kitchen.

"Sometimes it's busier,"

"You want me to clean this all up?" Harry asked.

"Don't be ridiculous, if we both do help it will only take an hour or so,"

Harry smiled. "It seams someone else has forgotten what I am,"

Dudley looked at him with a puzzled look.

"Get out of the way," Harry said and began using the cleaning charms Hermione had taught him to clean up the kitchen.

"We just kicked the last customer out," Ron said walking into the spotless kitchen.

"How did you clean this up so fast? Last time I walked in here it looked like Hermione had just made some tea," he said as Hermione elbowed him in the ribs.

"So you've seen her cooking skills too?" Harry asked giving Hermione a toothy grin.

"You should have seen the place after I tired to teach her how to make pancakes," Dudley said. "I had flour in places I didn't even know I had,"

"I am not that bad!" Hermione demanded.

"Sure" the three men said and rolled their eyes. Hermione glared at the three. "

Right, well Harry wanted to talk to me, so I think we are going to take our dinners into my office,"

"They can hear too," Harry said. "Why don't we order some take out and go back to Elizabeth and Remus's place?"

"Talk about what?" Ron asked.

"I don't really know," Hermione said.

"I think it has something to do with his aunt and uncle," she said as they followed the other out the door and back to the house.

After much debate the four settled down at the kitchen table with several containers full of Chinese food.

"I still don't see why we couldn't get pizza," Ron said as he dumped a pile of fried rice on his plate.

"If you don't like it, then don't eat it!" Hermione said grabbing the containers away from him.

"I didn't say I don't like it! I just wanted pizza instead!"

"Well you have your own money! Why don't you go and order it if you want it so bad!"

"Maybe I will!"

"Good!" Hermione yelled back and again took a container away from Ron, but Ron was ready for the grab and held on tight. The two began pulling at the container.

"Give me the bloody container if you aren't going to eat any!

" "I don't have to!" Ron said and pulled the container and the same time Hermione did, causing the container to rip and chow mein flew all over the kitchen, most of it landing on Harry.

"Harry, mate I am sorry," Ron said trying not to laugh.

"Here let I help you clean that up," Hermione said

"No. Just leave it," Harry said. "I've always wanted to have noodles for hair," he said a picked up his chop sticks and finished eating his meal.

"Look what you two did," Dudley said looking at Harry.

"I was really looking forward to some of that,"

"There is still some," Harry said and shock his head letting all the noodles fly around the room.

"Harry!" all three yelled.

"Now you two know what it's like to get hit unexpectedly by something. This wouldn't have happened if the two of you could not argue for 10 minutes," he said getting up from his chair and walking out of the room. "I'm going to shower, then we will all have a civilized talk in the sitting room,"

"See what you to did?" Dudley asked. "You guys are going to clean up this mess. I am going to try to clean up as well," he said and followed Harry direction of going up stairs in hope to clean up.

"Good job Ron," Hermione said.

"If you would have just given me that container it wouldn't have spilled on Harry,"

"Why should I have given it to you? You kept on complaining about it. You never once said you wanted pizza when we were deciding on what to get,"

"I didn't think of it until afterwards,"

"Will you to stop!?" Harry mentally yelled at them mentally. "You two are driving me nutters"

"You know he hates it when you argue" Hermione said in her know-it-all tone.

"So do you!" Ron yelled back in a very child-like voice.

"We all know I hate it! Everyone hates it! So please just stop!" he yelled again.

"Sorry" they both said and began cleaning up the kitchen in silence.

"Harry?" Dudley called as he knocked on his door. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah, it's open," he called back as he quickly buttoned up his shirt.

"Are you all right? You were pretty upset down there" he asked and bent down to pat Fang on the head

"I'm better now. I guess it just got the best of me. It's been a busy day,"

"I really appreciate your help today. I know it wasn't easy for you,"

"Well it wasn't so bad. I guess all my years of cooking for you and your parents paid off today," Dudley looked up at his cousin with wide eyes,

"So you remember?"

"I think so," Harry said running his hands through his hair. "Some of it doesn't make a lot of sense,"

"Well, what do you have questions about?" Dudley asked nervously, he knew this moment would come eventually, but he didn't think it would happen so soon. Harry sat down at the edge of his bed and rested his head in his hands.

"Your parents didn't want me right?"

"Right, my mum hated your mum. I think she was jealous of her,"

"Because they didn't want me, they made me do everything around the house,"

"Pretty much," Dudley said becoming more and more uncomfortable.

"And up until your parents were killed you hated me as well?"

"Not really. For the most part when we where younger I didn't care either way, I just treated you the same way my parents did. When you went away to Hogwarts I was scared of you, I didn't understand the whole thing,"

"But after they were killed, we got along?"

"I saw how you acted when you where begin attacked, you saved my life that night. I guess I saw you in a new light. I think I finally understood the kid of pressure you where under. Then Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger talked to me about everything. I knew what an arse I was being, and I had to change,"

"Right," Harry said looking up at his cousin. "Did I really live in a cupboard until I was eleven? In a lot of my memories, I see myself getting thrown in there and locked up,"

"I am afraid you did, that was my dad's idea. He though it would teach you to behave like a normal person. He didn't like all the times your abilities would flare up,"

"Like at the zoo with the snake?

" "Right, he was furious about that, Mum cried for weeks about it,"

"I can't say I am sorry about that, you where being an arse," Harry said with a smile. Dudley relaxed and smiled back at his cousin.

"I was, wasn't I?" The two began to laugh and talked into the night about growing up with the Dursley's; living at Hogwarts, Dudley's café, and anything else they could think of.

"They have been up there for a while," Ron said as he and Hermione moved from the kitchen to the sitting room.

"I know," Hermione said looking up at the ceiling, wondering what the two were talking about.

"Hermione I'm sorry for arguing with you today. I was really tired from working all day, and the whole Harry being back hasn't sunk in yet,"

"I'm sorry too. Harry and I had a hard morning," she said thinking back to the previous night, and the scars that where all over his body.

"Did he remember anything else?"

"He did, and I can't tell you Ron. He will when he is ready," Ron turned to answer back, but wasn't able to as Dudley came down the stairs.

"Thanks for the help again. I really appreciate it,"

"Anytime," Hermione said as she walked Dudley to the door.

"He's upstairs, I think he is asleep by now,"

"Did he get to talk to you?" "He did, things are better now than they ever were between us,"

Hermione smiled. "Good, have a good night Dudley. Get some rest,"

"You too," he said and walked out the door and down the road.

"I think I will go too," Ron said. "It's been a long day,"

"Bye Ron, we will be by the Burrow in a few days,"

"Owl mum when you two are going to stop by,"

"We will, do you want to go with us when we go back to Hogwarts?"

"I don't know, when are you going?" Ron said stepping into the fireplace.

"Maybe tomorrow, I don't know,"

"Owl me," he said and threw the floo powder in the fire and disappeared.

Hermione began walking upstairs; she hadn't realized how tired she was until Ron has left. She didn't get much sleep last night, and the few hours she did get had been haunted by dreams of what Harry had told her. She didn't want him to know how upset she was about everything, but she knew she would not be able to hide her feelings toward the events back much longer. Hermione reached the top of the stirs and stared down the hallway where Harry's room was. She saw the door was half way open. She crept down the hallway to his door and stuck her head in. She saw Harry lying on his back with Crookshanks lying on his chest, Fang lying at the foot of the bed. Hermione smiled and walked the rest of the way in the room, she knew she should just go to her own room, but what would be the harm in staying in the room a little longer?

"Are you going to stand there and watch me or are you going to join me?" Harry grumbled half asleep. Hermione jumped.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you,"

"It's okay," Harry said turning his head to the side to look at her.

"You wanna to sleep in here?"

"Oh, I don't know Harry," she said, knowing that she desperately wanted to curl up next to him. "Hermione," Harry said stocking the ginger-colored cat on his chest.

"I haven't been sleeping well, and the only night I did was when you were in here with me, I need to get some sleep,"

"So you want me to sleep in the bed with you so you can get some sleep?"

"Yes, but also because I want to be near you. I want to be with you when you wake up in the morning. I want to share a bed with you like we did back in school" he said with a boyish grin playing across his mouth. Hermione's heart rate sped up. She smiled and walked over to the other side of the bed and crawled in next to her.

"Good night Harry," she said softly as she laid her head on his chest.

"Good night my love," Harry whispered and kissed the top of her head.

Sorry it was late! But i hope posting two chapers will make up for it!! Hope you all have a good Turkey day, well thoese who celebrate it.... Thank you for the reviews! I love them all! And thanks for my beta fro getting them both done!