Pre-AN:
Sorry my typing isn't the best today... I'm not feeling all to well, and when I get home I have a paper to write... but sadly... (but good for you guys) I don't have my notebook with my notes for my english paper.
Chapter Seventeen... Harry the Insensitive Prat
August first, Harry returned from Bulgaria, with a wand made by those who supply wands for Durmstrang. The trip to the wand shop was rather hilarious, since Harry was under a glamour to appear to be ten, almost eleven years old, along with Viktor under another glamour, in the part of his father, but that's another day... back to August the first and the reunion of Hermione and Harry or Patrick.
They embraced, Hermione pulling Harry's head down to whisper in his ear"Happy belated birthday."
And in return, he whispered in her ear"Thank you and Congratulations" he kissed her cheek"The papers are true, right"
"Yes, Patrick, they are."
Harry beamed at his best friend.
"I am so happy for you, love."
"Where did you get that from"
"Television."
"From where"
"Krum has a television, Hermione. It helps him relax after Quidditich."
"Did you spen your entire time in Bulgaria watching television, Patrick"
"Of course not! I went to Viktor's traning sessions, even got to play a bit of Quidditich with the Bulgarian National team"
She rolled her eyes at his excitment"Honestly"
He smiled in return"Aren't you glad I'm back"
"Very much so" she replied sincerely.
"I'm glad, because I'm overjoyed to be back with you" he replied just as, if not more sincere.
"Suck up."
"No. I'm serious, I really missed you... and people who speak proper English" he added in an undertone.
She snorted"I know, Patrick, of course you missed me."
"Why don't you believe me"
"I do."
"Then why don't you act like it" She just smiled at him, and he hugged her, burying his head on her sholder and in her hair.
"Okay, okay, I get it."
He leaned in next to her ear, and whispered"I wish I could be me. I wish I could actually talk to you and Ron and Remus. I wish I had never been so gullable as to follow that Ferret. I wish I could go back and beat myself up for doing so. I wish I hadn't made such.. stupid decisions. I'm sorry for the pain I've caused you, Ron, Remus and everyone else. I'm sorry."
"Hey, hey, don't tear yourself up over this. I'd love to go back and knock some sense into you... but.. it's you, there's no point... and what's done is done. There's nothing you can do about any of your mistakes now" she said firmly, holding his head, so he was looking her straight in the eye, as she was talking.
Harry sensed someone apparating in.. so he kissed her, a sure fire way to make sure said person here's nothing of the previous conversation.
"Ahh! I didn't realize the two of you would be awake" Ron greeted.
"Then... why are you here" Hermione, not so bluntly replied.
"What? I can't just drop in on my best friend and her boyfriend"
"No, you can't."
"Well, first off. I hadn't known Patrick would be here, and second off, since he is here. Both of you are coming to the Burrow.. tomorrow afternoon, so you can introduce Patrick to the family."
"Ron, are you sure... you want to submit him to that kind of torture... so soon in the relationship"
"He met your parents.. did he not"
"Yeah, so... that's not the same as your brothers"
"I have five now."
"What? Uh, Ron.. you've always had five."
"Uh.. no."
"Then how..."
"You'll find out tomorrow."
"Should I be afraid"
"Possibly."
Hermione bit her lip, 'What could Ron possibly mean?'
"Patrick, when did you get back"
"A half hour ago."
"Did you have a good time in Bulgaria"
"Yes, very much."
"Excellent" Ron smiled"Hermione, you'll be able to meet, Eddie, tomorrow"
"Are you sure, he'll be awake this time... or is it, whenever Hermione comes around, nap time"
"No, he'll be awake, Fred and George will make sure of it. They love to... they say play with, I say terrorize their nephew. Your coming, right"
"Any problems with going to the Burrow, tomorrow, Patrick"
"I don't know what... the Burrow is, but I'll come."
"Excellent! I'll go let my mother know"
"Ron, why are you awake this early"
"Eddie's sleeping with Odd, so I can do my arrands."
"Ah."
"Cheery-O."
"Bye Ron" the other two called as he apparated away.
After Ron was gone, Hermione turned to Harry and mocked"I don't know what the Burrow is, but, I'll come. Real, smooth, there Patrick."
"Oh, shuddup, Hermione."
"Sorry, you already did that when Ron was coming in."
"Hey, he can't know, no one but you and Viktor can. By the way, what happened to the beep, which signifies Ron apparating in"
"Oh, it only lasts six months at a time. Must have expired, actually... it may have expired last week or so, because it didn't wake me up last time he came, he did, screaming his head off, really going mental."
"Over what" Harry asked confused, hoping he was following her.
"Me, formally being a werewolf, then he was close to tears over Harry, he really misses him" she said looking Harry straight in the eye.
"What! You think I don't miss him? Well, I do"
"I know, we all miss Harry and being able to talk to Harry."
"Well I don't, cause I never knew the guy" Harry said in which Hermione replied by punching him in the shoulder, then in an undertone, he said to her"You know what"
"What"
"Malfoy was right about one thing."
"What's that"
"You have one hell of a punch."
"Well, thank you, Ferret."
"What about me"
"Thank you, PATRICK."
"Yeah... that's me."
Hermione shook her head, then went over to make a fire call.
When she got up again she caught Harry in a daze... staring at where she had previously been on the floor.
"Hey. Woo who. PATRICK"
"Wha... what"
"What were you looking at"
"Nothing" he replied innocently.
"Right."
"Who did you call"
"The Burrow."
"Why"
"To see if we should bring anything, tomorrow."
"What did they say"
"Bring a dessert.. as long as it's not from your parents, Hermione, are Mrs. Weasley's exact words."
"I don't blame her."
"Neither do I. Though all I can really make is pudding or Jello."
"You kidding"
"No" she replied seriously.
"Is there still instant cake mix, and cans of frosting in the cupboards" Harry asked.
"I didn't make any cakes, so I assume so."
"Excellent, we'll make them a cake."
"We'll"
"Yes, as in you and me, Hermione and Patrick."
"Your kidding"
"Why would you think so"
"Because I can't bake"
"And why not"
"I burn everything."
"Then set a timer. Come on! It will be fine."
A few hours later, the cake was done, albeit a tad bit lopsided, but otherwise perfect!
"Think this will feed all of the Weasley's" Harry asked Hermione.
"I think so... hopefully."
AN: Well I started typing this yesterday... but then had to go back to where I live. I feel better today, just tired is all... gotta go eat before class. This will probably be the last post till next week, because my Dad's coming to town. The next chapter is the much anticipated: Chapter 18, The Burrow.
To answer the review:
the reason I asked before about the whole thing about them making out
was because I thought Harry-Patrick (that I now call him) wouldn't do
all the lovey-dovey stuff because of the fact he and Hermione were too
good of friends. Maybe I got confused a bit there...but hey if they make
out then that means that they sure are attracted to each other...
...Well, it wouldn't really work if they didn't play into it, ya know?
non-werebabies are ok. lol. ok umm...I was gonna say something but I
can't remember it...oh yeah, about the babies, will they start practicing
making them while he is patrick or when he gets to be Harry again?
Uh... no idea... well I know... just not answering... cause I haven't decided just yet.. yet.
I can't think of more...I am glad you wrote more soon. Ya know
Valentines day is getting closer...might we be able to get some awesome lip
action between Harry-Patrick and Hermione?
