Don't Forget to Floss
By RowlingIdol (a.k.a. Lauren G.)
Note: THIS SEQUENCE CAN CONTAIN SOME MATERIAL THAT MAY NOT BE SUTIBLE FOR HARRY POTTER FANS WHO EITHER DON'T APPRECIATE THE ROMANCE THAT IS PORTRAYED IN THIS STORY, OR ARE TOO YOUNG TO BE READING SOMETHING LIKE THIS. ENJOY.
Harry called Sirius from a pay phone on his lunch break and told him he would be coming home a bit late that night. Sirius desperately wanted to ask why, but he thought best not to. After Harry was done working, he checked around the area where he was standing outside the Ministry of Magic and apparated. He appeared out side 816 Chaparral Drive. Hermione's house. It looked just the same as he remembered it. The garage door was open and the white van was inside. He walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. He heard a friendly chime echoing inside the house.
"I'll get it mum!" came a muffled girls voice. A shadow moved inside the house in front of the clouded window. The door opened.
"Harry!" Hermione said. "Why are you here?" Hermione asked.
"I um..... brought you this." Harry handed Hermione the envelope that contained her poem.
"This is the poem I gave you." Hermione sadly said, looking at the letter.
"I hope this finds the way into your heart." Harry said. Hermione looked down at the letter, tears welling into her eyes. She looked up, but Harry was gone.
"Harry? Harry?" Hermione called, walking outside her house and looking around. Harry held the Granger's chimney for support as he watched Hermione look for him from the roof. Hermione stood for a moment outside, holding the letter before going back inside. Harry sighed and apparated back home.
*************
"Who was that dear?" Mrs. Granger asked Hermione, serving her linguini to the family.
"It was Harry." Hermione said, folding her napkin on her lap.
"Harry? But I thought he wasn't coming to dinner." Mr. Granger replied. He passed Hermione the sauce and she poured it over the spaghetti.
"He wasn't. He just gave me a letter."
"A letter?" Mrs. Granger asked. "What did it say?"
"I didn't read it yet mum." Hermione started wolfing down her dinner. When she finished, 5 minutes later, she ran upstairs to her room. She took the letter out of her pocket and ripped open the new wax seal. She pulled the letter out. At the bottom of the page, underneath her poem, Harry had written an extension to the poem;
'You can sleep in my arms, you don't have to explain,
When your hearts crying out, baby whisper my name,
'Cause I've reached out for you, when the thunder is crashing up above,
You've given me your love,
And you smile like the sun, that shines through the pain,
That's why I'll be there,
When the storm rises up, when the shadows descend,
Every beat of heart, every day without end,
I will stand like a rock, I will bend 'til I break,
'Til there's no more to give, if that's what it takes,
I will risk everything, I will fight, I will lead,
I will lay down my life, if that's what you need,
Every second I live, that's the promise I make,
That's what I'll give, if that's what it takes.
If that's what it takes.'
Written at the very bottom of the paper, was: 'Meet me at the park at 7:30'. Hermione looked at the clock. She had two hours.
**************
Harry stood alone next to a maple tree in the dimly lit park. He had his hands jammed in the pockets of his coat, trying to stay warm. His watch gave a muffled beep as it turned 7:30. Harry stared towards the entrance to the park, waiting for her to arrive. No one was in the park now. The last couple had left. Harry wondered if she even read the letter. Would she come? The couple in the car drove off. Harry shuffled his feet in the grass. He looked towards the entrance again. She wasn't there. Harry sighed and looked up at the sky. Stars were beginning to light up the night sky. He put down his head and stared sadly at the ground.
"Harry!" Harry's name echoed across the empty park. Hermione was standing at the front of the park. She jogged across to meet him. Her cheeks were red from the cold.
"Hi." Harry said to her.
"Hi." She said back. They stood there for a minute in silence.
"So." Harry said. "I um..... wanted to say that I...." But Hermione had already flung her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. He slightly opened his mouth, engulfing Hermione in a more passionate kiss. She kissed back. They broke for air.
"Hermione." Harry said. Hermione bit her lip and looked down at her shoes.
"Sorry." Hermione whispered.
"Why are you sorry?" Harry asked.
"I...... got carried away." Hermione took her arms off his shoulders.
"Hermione, I'm sorry too. For what I've done for this past week." Harry apologized.
"It's okay. I deserved it."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked her.
"I...... I let you down, Harry. We were doing so well in our relationship. We just..... Drifted apart too fast and didn't bother to mend it."
"I know. You don't have to feel like that."
"Yes I do." Hermione insisted. "I think I was afraid of getting hurt, or getting serious way too fast. Like....."
"Like Marriage?" Harry finished for her. Hermione nodded. She reached in her coat pocket.
"What's this?" Harry asked.
"Look familiar?" Hermione asked. It was a black box.
"The ring." Harry whispered. He took Hermione's left hand and stared at it. He frowned.
"You're not wearing the ring I gave you." Harry sadly replied. "The ring you said you would wear. The promise ring."
"Put it back on." Hermione told him. Harry opened the black box and took out the silver band. He lifted Hermione's left hand and poised the ring to slip over her ring finger.
"Remember the poem?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Hermione said.
"There's more." Harry said. Hermione stared up at him.
"More?" Hermione asked.
"Mmm hmm." Harry started to slide the ring on her finger.
"Through the wind and rain, through the smoke and fire. When the fear rises up, with the waves ever higher. I will lay down my heart, my body, my soul. I will hold on all night and never let go. Every second I live, that's the promise I make, baby that's what I'll give, if that's what it takes." Harry had slid the ring on all the way as he finished.
"That was beautiful." Hermione said, holding back tears.
"I think you're beautiful." Harry replied. He leaned down and kissed her. Hermione reached for his hands and held them tightly.
"Do you remember what else you said to me?" Hermione asked.
"Refresh my memory." Harry said, playing with her hair.
"You said..." Hermione nervously giggled. "You said to wear it every day."
"And did you?"
"Most days. Sometimes I took it off for work and things like that, but I would always put it back on."
"Good." Harry leaned in closer.
"And that um...." Hermione giggled again. "To wear it every single day until we saw each other next."
"The Christmas Party." Harry said. Hermione nodded.
"I guess I forgot what you said then."
"Me too." Harry admitted. "But your point is?" Harry smiled at her. Hermione smiled and giggled. It was a wobbly giggle, somewhere between a laugh and a cry at the same time.
"You said..... You said um..... One day.... You hoped to change the ring. Into an... engagement ring." Hermione said. Harry stared at her.
"Would you like that?" Harry asked her. Hermione sniffed.
"What?" She asked. Harry took both her hands tightly and lowered himself to the ground, supporting himself on one knee.
"Would you, Hermione Granger, be my wife?" Harry asked. Hermione burst out sobbing and flung herself down to his level. Harry closed his eyes and comforted her. Her steady stream of tears was staining the back of his coat. When the cries subsided, Harry lifted her face. He wiped away a trailing tear with his thumb.
"You didn't answer me." Harry said.
"Yes." Hermione meekly said. They started to laugh and cry at the same time. Harry kissed Hermione. Harry stood up and helped her up.
"I'm all muddy now." Hermione said, looking down at herself.
"Not as muddy as me. You drove my knee into the mud 5 inches." Harry took out his wand and cleaned them up.
"I'm sorry I don't have an engagement ring now." Harry told Hermione, wiping her face with his sleeve of his coat.
"It's okay." Hermione said, sniffing. "So what do we do now?" She asked him.
"Tell someone?" Harry suggested.
"That sounds good." Hermione giggled. Harry smiled and took her hand.
"Want me to walk you home?" Harry asked.
"No. Not tonight." Hermione shook her head.
"Why not?" Harry asked. "Do your parents hate me that much?" He teased. Hermione giggled again.
"No. If we told them tonight, we'd be up until 4 in the morning. Can I um....... Stay at your place?" Hermione slowly asked.
"Sure. We'll make Sirius sleep in the dog house." Hermione laughed.
"Come on." Harry and Hermione walked out of the park.
**********
Harry opened the door to the house.
"Wow." Hermione said. "So this is your house."
"Yup. Sorry if it's messy. I try to keep it clean." Harry turned on the kitchen light.
"Want a drink?" Harry asked her.
"Water, please. Thanks." Suddenly there was a loud barking noise as Sirius slid into the kitchen as a dog, barking his head off. Hermione screamed.
"Sirius!" Harry yelled. Sirius quickly changed back into a human.
"Oh! Sorry! I thought you were robbers." Sirius said. "Hermione." Sirius nodded at Hermione.
"Hi." Hermione said. Sirius turned to Harry.
"Harry. You didn't tell me you were bringing her home." He said. "If you did I would have cleaned up."
"It's okay Mr. Black." Hermione said.
"It was kind of unexpected." Harry tried explaining.
"Oh?" Sirius asked, raising an eyebrow at Harry. Harry handed Hermione her water.
"We're getting married." They said together. Sirius fainted.
Note: No! This is NOT the end!!!!!! There will be more to come! YAY!!!
By RowlingIdol (a.k.a. Lauren G.)
Note: THIS SEQUENCE CAN CONTAIN SOME MATERIAL THAT MAY NOT BE SUTIBLE FOR HARRY POTTER FANS WHO EITHER DON'T APPRECIATE THE ROMANCE THAT IS PORTRAYED IN THIS STORY, OR ARE TOO YOUNG TO BE READING SOMETHING LIKE THIS. ENJOY.
Harry called Sirius from a pay phone on his lunch break and told him he would be coming home a bit late that night. Sirius desperately wanted to ask why, but he thought best not to. After Harry was done working, he checked around the area where he was standing outside the Ministry of Magic and apparated. He appeared out side 816 Chaparral Drive. Hermione's house. It looked just the same as he remembered it. The garage door was open and the white van was inside. He walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. He heard a friendly chime echoing inside the house.
"I'll get it mum!" came a muffled girls voice. A shadow moved inside the house in front of the clouded window. The door opened.
"Harry!" Hermione said. "Why are you here?" Hermione asked.
"I um..... brought you this." Harry handed Hermione the envelope that contained her poem.
"This is the poem I gave you." Hermione sadly said, looking at the letter.
"I hope this finds the way into your heart." Harry said. Hermione looked down at the letter, tears welling into her eyes. She looked up, but Harry was gone.
"Harry? Harry?" Hermione called, walking outside her house and looking around. Harry held the Granger's chimney for support as he watched Hermione look for him from the roof. Hermione stood for a moment outside, holding the letter before going back inside. Harry sighed and apparated back home.
*************
"Who was that dear?" Mrs. Granger asked Hermione, serving her linguini to the family.
"It was Harry." Hermione said, folding her napkin on her lap.
"Harry? But I thought he wasn't coming to dinner." Mr. Granger replied. He passed Hermione the sauce and she poured it over the spaghetti.
"He wasn't. He just gave me a letter."
"A letter?" Mrs. Granger asked. "What did it say?"
"I didn't read it yet mum." Hermione started wolfing down her dinner. When she finished, 5 minutes later, she ran upstairs to her room. She took the letter out of her pocket and ripped open the new wax seal. She pulled the letter out. At the bottom of the page, underneath her poem, Harry had written an extension to the poem;
'You can sleep in my arms, you don't have to explain,
When your hearts crying out, baby whisper my name,
'Cause I've reached out for you, when the thunder is crashing up above,
You've given me your love,
And you smile like the sun, that shines through the pain,
That's why I'll be there,
When the storm rises up, when the shadows descend,
Every beat of heart, every day without end,
I will stand like a rock, I will bend 'til I break,
'Til there's no more to give, if that's what it takes,
I will risk everything, I will fight, I will lead,
I will lay down my life, if that's what you need,
Every second I live, that's the promise I make,
That's what I'll give, if that's what it takes.
If that's what it takes.'
Written at the very bottom of the paper, was: 'Meet me at the park at 7:30'. Hermione looked at the clock. She had two hours.
**************
Harry stood alone next to a maple tree in the dimly lit park. He had his hands jammed in the pockets of his coat, trying to stay warm. His watch gave a muffled beep as it turned 7:30. Harry stared towards the entrance to the park, waiting for her to arrive. No one was in the park now. The last couple had left. Harry wondered if she even read the letter. Would she come? The couple in the car drove off. Harry shuffled his feet in the grass. He looked towards the entrance again. She wasn't there. Harry sighed and looked up at the sky. Stars were beginning to light up the night sky. He put down his head and stared sadly at the ground.
"Harry!" Harry's name echoed across the empty park. Hermione was standing at the front of the park. She jogged across to meet him. Her cheeks were red from the cold.
"Hi." Harry said to her.
"Hi." She said back. They stood there for a minute in silence.
"So." Harry said. "I um..... wanted to say that I...." But Hermione had already flung her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. He slightly opened his mouth, engulfing Hermione in a more passionate kiss. She kissed back. They broke for air.
"Hermione." Harry said. Hermione bit her lip and looked down at her shoes.
"Sorry." Hermione whispered.
"Why are you sorry?" Harry asked.
"I...... got carried away." Hermione took her arms off his shoulders.
"Hermione, I'm sorry too. For what I've done for this past week." Harry apologized.
"It's okay. I deserved it."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked her.
"I...... I let you down, Harry. We were doing so well in our relationship. We just..... Drifted apart too fast and didn't bother to mend it."
"I know. You don't have to feel like that."
"Yes I do." Hermione insisted. "I think I was afraid of getting hurt, or getting serious way too fast. Like....."
"Like Marriage?" Harry finished for her. Hermione nodded. She reached in her coat pocket.
"What's this?" Harry asked.
"Look familiar?" Hermione asked. It was a black box.
"The ring." Harry whispered. He took Hermione's left hand and stared at it. He frowned.
"You're not wearing the ring I gave you." Harry sadly replied. "The ring you said you would wear. The promise ring."
"Put it back on." Hermione told him. Harry opened the black box and took out the silver band. He lifted Hermione's left hand and poised the ring to slip over her ring finger.
"Remember the poem?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Hermione said.
"There's more." Harry said. Hermione stared up at him.
"More?" Hermione asked.
"Mmm hmm." Harry started to slide the ring on her finger.
"Through the wind and rain, through the smoke and fire. When the fear rises up, with the waves ever higher. I will lay down my heart, my body, my soul. I will hold on all night and never let go. Every second I live, that's the promise I make, baby that's what I'll give, if that's what it takes." Harry had slid the ring on all the way as he finished.
"That was beautiful." Hermione said, holding back tears.
"I think you're beautiful." Harry replied. He leaned down and kissed her. Hermione reached for his hands and held them tightly.
"Do you remember what else you said to me?" Hermione asked.
"Refresh my memory." Harry said, playing with her hair.
"You said..." Hermione nervously giggled. "You said to wear it every day."
"And did you?"
"Most days. Sometimes I took it off for work and things like that, but I would always put it back on."
"Good." Harry leaned in closer.
"And that um...." Hermione giggled again. "To wear it every single day until we saw each other next."
"The Christmas Party." Harry said. Hermione nodded.
"I guess I forgot what you said then."
"Me too." Harry admitted. "But your point is?" Harry smiled at her. Hermione smiled and giggled. It was a wobbly giggle, somewhere between a laugh and a cry at the same time.
"You said..... You said um..... One day.... You hoped to change the ring. Into an... engagement ring." Hermione said. Harry stared at her.
"Would you like that?" Harry asked her. Hermione sniffed.
"What?" She asked. Harry took both her hands tightly and lowered himself to the ground, supporting himself on one knee.
"Would you, Hermione Granger, be my wife?" Harry asked. Hermione burst out sobbing and flung herself down to his level. Harry closed his eyes and comforted her. Her steady stream of tears was staining the back of his coat. When the cries subsided, Harry lifted her face. He wiped away a trailing tear with his thumb.
"You didn't answer me." Harry said.
"Yes." Hermione meekly said. They started to laugh and cry at the same time. Harry kissed Hermione. Harry stood up and helped her up.
"I'm all muddy now." Hermione said, looking down at herself.
"Not as muddy as me. You drove my knee into the mud 5 inches." Harry took out his wand and cleaned them up.
"I'm sorry I don't have an engagement ring now." Harry told Hermione, wiping her face with his sleeve of his coat.
"It's okay." Hermione said, sniffing. "So what do we do now?" She asked him.
"Tell someone?" Harry suggested.
"That sounds good." Hermione giggled. Harry smiled and took her hand.
"Want me to walk you home?" Harry asked.
"No. Not tonight." Hermione shook her head.
"Why not?" Harry asked. "Do your parents hate me that much?" He teased. Hermione giggled again.
"No. If we told them tonight, we'd be up until 4 in the morning. Can I um....... Stay at your place?" Hermione slowly asked.
"Sure. We'll make Sirius sleep in the dog house." Hermione laughed.
"Come on." Harry and Hermione walked out of the park.
**********
Harry opened the door to the house.
"Wow." Hermione said. "So this is your house."
"Yup. Sorry if it's messy. I try to keep it clean." Harry turned on the kitchen light.
"Want a drink?" Harry asked her.
"Water, please. Thanks." Suddenly there was a loud barking noise as Sirius slid into the kitchen as a dog, barking his head off. Hermione screamed.
"Sirius!" Harry yelled. Sirius quickly changed back into a human.
"Oh! Sorry! I thought you were robbers." Sirius said. "Hermione." Sirius nodded at Hermione.
"Hi." Hermione said. Sirius turned to Harry.
"Harry. You didn't tell me you were bringing her home." He said. "If you did I would have cleaned up."
"It's okay Mr. Black." Hermione said.
"It was kind of unexpected." Harry tried explaining.
"Oh?" Sirius asked, raising an eyebrow at Harry. Harry handed Hermione her water.
"We're getting married." They said together. Sirius fainted.
Note: No! This is NOT the end!!!!!! There will be more to come! YAY!!!
