Chapter Ten

The next day was Saturday so Harry didn't have to work. It was ten o clock when Harry woke up to a pop.

"Harry?"

"I'm in my room Ron!" Harry got up and pulled some pants on over his boxers as Ron was walking in. "Hey Ron! What's up?"

"Um... not much."

"What's with the 'um'?

"Nothing." Ron stood for a few seconds thinking on how to approach Harry about a specific thing he wanted to know. "So did you have fun last night?"

"Yeah it was great."

"What did you think of Ken?"

"Eh I think Hermione can do better I mean he was flirting with Luna in front of you!"

"Yeah I know." Ron watched Harry as he thought about last night. "So how was you and Hermione's dance?"

"Good. We didn't talk much but I mean we didn't really need to it was just nice the way it was."

"Harry?"

"Yeah Ron?"

"Do you still love her?" Harry was totally taken a back by that question. He actually hadn't thought about his feelings for Hermione in so long he wasn't even sure he liked her that way anymore.

"Well to be honest I don't know."

"Harry how can you not know? You loved her a few years ago and you swore that you would always love her."

"Ron I love her but I just don't know if it's in that way!"

"Well Harry I think you best be finding out soon because the wedding is in 6 days!"

With that Ron left and Harry was left to think about whether or not he loved Hermione until she apparated into his room.

"Hey Harry!" She about fainted when she saw Harry didn't have a shirt on and his pants were pulled down so you could see his boxers. (Give me a break he is 20)

"Hey Mione what's up?" Hermione shook herself.

"Want to come help me pick out a wedding dress?"

"Why don't we just go to a muggle store find a Barbie that's about to get married steal her dress, and make it your size. Then we would be done. Oh and don't worry about Ken's cause we can find him a little Tux!"

Hermione glared at him and walked out the room. "Oh shit"

Harry got off the bed and ran after her and grabbed her arm. "Hermione I'm sorry I was just kidding."

"I don't care Harry! I am about to get married and you are making fun of me."

"Mione I'm sorry I will stop the Barbie jokes." Harry saw a tear in slide down her cheek and he wiped it away.

"Harry I'm scared." She whispered. Harry looked down at her and pulled her into a hug.

"It's ok babe!" (A/n yes he calls her babe and sweetie and Hun and all those pet names. It calms her down a bit) Hermione held on tight.

"Ok Mione now I think we should go pick out your dress. Let's go!"

"Ok." Harry realized he didn't know where the dress place was and just before Hermione apparated wrapped his arms around her. They appeared and Hermione turned to Harry and gave him a strange look.

"You forgot to tell me where this place was." Hermione laughed.

"Oh yeah." They laughed for a little while when a lady came in.

"So I assume you are looking for a dress?"

"Yes my friend is going to help me pick one out!"

"Well alright you look and when you find a few that you like come tell me and I will help you guys!"

"Alright thanks." Harry and Hermione walked over to a rack and started looking through.

Harry getting bored just kind of skimmed through. Until he saw one that caught his eye. He pulled it off the rack and looked at it. "Hey Mya try this one on!"

Hermione grabbed it found the lady then went to change into it. Harry sat down in front of the little mini stage thing (ha-ha I don't know what it's called).

Harry sat and waited until he heard her unlock the door. Harry watched as Hermione stepped out of the room.

She twirled around and then looked at him. "Well what do think?"

"Um.....Mya...well...."

"Does it really look that bad?"

"No Merlin no I mean it looks..........Wow!" Hermione smiled at him.

"Wow?" Harry nodded.

"Wow!" Hermione smiled at him then gave him a hug.

They bought the dress then went to diagon alley to celebrate. Harry handed Hermione her butterbeer as they started walking down the streets. "So Mya how many people you inviting?"

"I think like a hundred or something probably less."

"Oh so who's doing the invitations?"

"My mom. Ken and I wrote down the people and she said she would make them and send them out."

"Oh cool." Harry and Hermione stopped walking and stood in the path looking at each other.

"So are you guys having a Bachelor (sp??) And Bachelorette (sp?) party?"

"He's having a party I'm not."

"Oh." Harry hadn't realized just how close he and Hermione were. There faces were like 6 inches away from each other. "You looked really beautiful in that dress."

"Thanks Harry." Hermione was talking in barely above a whisper.

"I think beautiful might even be an understatement." Harry moved closer. Now they were less then three inches apart.

"Harry....Thanks." Hermione whispered

"No Problem." He whispered back (HAHAHAHAHA Déjà vu)

Harry kissed her. Hermione was so taken a back. Don't get her wrong she liked it. It felt good but ...Ken. Hermione pulled away.

"Harry I can't do this."

"OH Merlin Hermione. I'm so sorry. You must hate me!" Harry kept rambling apologies

"Harry its ok. You were just caught up in the moment."

"Yeah. I was... caught up." Harry and Hermione talked a little longer then went home.

Harry got home then apparated to Ron's. Harry felt solid ground the looked around.

"RON!" Harry yelled trying to find Ron. He came running down the stairs and looked at Harry worried.

"Harry what is it?"

"I kissed her. She probably hates me now. I mean it was just out of no where. I realized how close we were and just had to do it."

"Harry your rambling."

"Ron. I kissed Hermione."

"O my god Harry."

"I know"

"You do love her don't you?" Harry muttered something under his breathe but Ron couldn't hear him. "I couldn't hear you. Do you love her?"

"Yes." Harry whispered.

"It's ok. You just have to tell her!"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"We tried it out and we broke up."

"Harry you have to try!"

"No Ron. I 'd rather be friends rather then hating each other just because I told her I love her." With that Harry walked out.

Four Days Later

Hermione sat in her room thinking back to when she was in seventh year. It was seventh year and Harry was in a coma.

Flashback

"Ms.Granger!"

"Hello Professor. How are you?"

"I've been better"

"So why did you bring me here?"

"There is something I really need to see."

"Ok" Dumbledore got into a drawer and pulled out an envelope. "What is it?"

"It's a note."

"From who?"

"It's from Harry. Before he went to fight Voldemort he asked if he could write you two notes before he left so in case he died. And I thought you should read yours."

Hermione looked at her professor with teary eyes and grabbed the envelope.

Dear Hermione,

Hey if you get this you know im dead. I'm really sorry I couldn't stick around longer but I had to fight him. And we knew the consequences. Do remember when you asked if I was scared? Well truth is im terrified. But with you and the others in my heart I have a chance.

I know we broke up but I still love you. A lot. I just wish you could have found out before I died. If by a chance im still alive and you got this note just remember I will never stop loving you. You are my everything. Tell Ron I will miss him.

I love you so much Mya.

Harry

"Hermione you there?" Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes and stood up.

"I'm in here Ken."

"Ok well my party is tonight so I was coming to see you."

"Hey how are you."

"I'm just fine." Ken looked at his watch. "Got to go Herm bye."

Hermione sat back down on the couch. "He doesn't even say I love you before he leaves?"

"Nope!"

"Hermione are you sure you want to marry him!"

"Yes Ron Im sure."

"What about Harry!"

"What about him?"

"YOU LOVE HIM THAT'S WHAT!"

"Ron that ship has sailed!"

"It doesn't mean it can't come back over night!" Hermione sighed.

"Ron..."

"Hermione.... Ken's a jerk."

"No he is not and how would you know you only saw him last night."

"He doesn't even say he loves you." Hermione went to say something but couldn't think of anything to say. "Hermione face it Harry says it more then he does."

Hermione's cell phone rang. "Hello. Yeah, ok uh huh sure im sure they would love to k bye. That was ken he wants you to go to his stag party."

"Oh great."

"Don't worry he flooed Harry and Harry's meeting you here."

"Ok." They heard a pop and turned around.

"Ok Ron let's go to the damn stag Party." Ron laughed and they aparated to the club.

a/n well that's chapter ten pretty special huh well please r&r I would really appreciate some ideas for the stag party and things and sorry it took so long and I don't own Harry potter or the characters EXCEPT KEN and maybe others I don't know If I created any more,.