AN: I can't believe I forgot to mention this... in an answer to a question in one of the reviews.. something to the effect of why couldn't they magic there breaks..
Well they are on vacation in a muggle area... it would look rather funny if they were in the hospital with broken limbs one day, and the next up walking around... there casts gone... does that explain why they still have broken bones? I hope so.
Chapter Twenty-Three-Part Three-Colors
A few days, a week, it could be any time after that afternoon, morning, evening on the couch... time seemed to be both inifinate and changing, fast and slow all at the same time... To them at this time, it didn't matter, they were together... as themselves and no one else.
Laying curled together as much as the casts would allow it.
"Harry, I can't believe after all these years, I've never asked you this. This makes me feel stupid, but... What's your favorite color?"
"Green."
"Why?"
"I don't know.. my eyes, I guess... after my scar... which I thought was neat, well before I found out it's significance.. I liked when it was warm.. when I could escape.. not always stuck in the cupboard.. like in winter.. I like red and blue though too. Hermione.. You know how the sorting hat wanted to put you in Ravenclaw.. before deciding Gryfindor was better for you?"
"Yeah... why?"
"Well... um.. you see the hat, well, it wanted to put me in Slytherin... now.. I can look back and not really care, but then I couldn't.. and was... well horrified.. rather why I've said nothing about it for fourteen years.. excepct to the hat. I asked to be in Gryfindor over Slytherin.. I decided my own fate in that sense."
Hermione was now laughing her head off. "What? Why are you laughing?"
"YOU in Slytherin, You, Harry, you shant have fit in.. your so unlike.. say Malfoy, sure you can be moody, angry, uncontrollable and an arsehole at times, but underneath it all your too good natured.. you saved me first year, didn't you?"
"Yeah."
"Very un-Slytherin of you... though, who knows how you would have turned out after seven years under Snape... The big question is how would he have acted toward you... that is a mystery. Though, I am glad we were both Gryfindors, because, otherwise, who knows if we would have known each other from anything but passing eachother in the halls."
Harry smiled and kissed her, "I'm glad too. Now, what's your favorite color?"
"Red, no blue, no green.. no purple... when I was little it was red and green. I could never pick one.. and later, now it's blue and green.. I can never really decide."
"How in the world will we decide to paint the house? A wall a color?"
"Shut up, Harry!" She smiled.
"I was only joking, Darling."
She laughed, "That sounds funny... doesn't sound right."
"Okay, Sweetheart?"
"Sounds better."
"I know! I'll swipe this one from Ron, Love."
"Good... love."
It was his turn to laugh now, "I won't complain. I never expected any of this to happen. We really need to thank, Krum. If it hadn't been for his humungous push, none of this would have happened... I'm really horrible with feelings and admitting them, obviously."
"Yes, I do think Viktor deserves a thank you."
"How about a new television set?"
"What!"
"Well, his is ancient, must've been from the eighties by the looks at it and the picture was starting to mess up." (my great grandparents tv which me and my dad got when my grandma got a new one.. it still works and is now at my aunts.. where my dad lives now.. lol.. it's ancient that television, but at least it's color!)
"Why did you think Television first off out of everything?"
"It's the only thing I could think he needs."
"I guess that makes sense, how about a card and a check for his birthday?"
"Probably a much better idea... when is his birthday?"
"June... May.. Maybe Febuary... I can't remember."
"How about a happy Chrismas card, then?"
"Perfect," and she kissed him...
AN: I debated with my cousin over the phone on the titles of my chapters... cause I wanted a second opinion... though she's only read as far as the rest of you.. hee hee.
Oh here's a note for the rest of this story, and things that have already taken place.. I don't do well with families.. know that supposed happy family thing people are supposed to have? That's a myth to me... sure my Dad's great... I don't remember much about my mom, bits and pieces, but his ex.. bitch, my grandma's are insane.. or really bitchy.. maybe one happy marriage on one side.. none at all on the other side... so I'm not good at the happy family thing.. obviously... as this story proves as everyone takes a bad rap... sorry... I just have something against Molly Weasley right now... and I'd like Ginny to die in the books... that's the only Weasley I really want to see die... even over Percy, the pompous git.
Sorry for the nutty Authors note... but it's me, it's bound to be insane...
Ah, yes... I've compleated the chapters for this story, they are all written down in my notebook... 27 in all and 119 pages. I think I said it was finished in my last AN for the last chapter... sorry for the repitition... oh and watch out for exploding deoderant... quite possibly the funniest chapter in the fic... just wait for chapter 26...
