One of the funniest chapters of the story!

Note: Again, I reference Issac Bashevis Singer's novel, The Slave in this chapter, like the last one.

Chapter Twenty-Six-A Conversation about Exploding Deodorant

After they got home, at around ten o' clock, Hermione went into the kitchen and dialed her parents phone number on the telephone. 'Ring, ring, ring,' "Hello?" Came her Mother's voice through the ear piece, '"Who's that dear?" came her father's voice from the back ground.

"Hi Mum, Dad."

"Hermione! How are you?"

"I'm great, Mum, how are you and Dad?"

Her mum put her on speaker phone. "We're good as well."

"Do you and Dad have any plans for tomorrow evening?"

"Bert, do we have any plans for tomorrow night?"

"Not that I know of Samantha, why, Hermione?"

"I was wondering if you would like to come over for dinner at seven o' clock? I have some rather big news."

"Really, who's cooking?"

"My 'new' boyfriend is, so don't worry. He's an excellent cook."

"Have we ever met him?"

"Yes, you've met before, though we weren't dating then. Well, I want to get to bed, it's been a long day. Bye Mum, Dad. I love you."

"We love you too, Hermione," Her parents replied in unison.

Hermione hung up the phone and went upstairs, "Hi Harry," she greeted when she entered the room, He nodded back, and she changed into her pajamas and got into bed.

"Your really into that novel, aren't you?"

"Hermione," he cried, "Why did she have to die? Promise me you won't die?"

"Harry, I can't promise you that, but I can assure you that medicine has come a long way from Medieval Poland."

"I know, but I'm scared! For you, for me... to tell your parents."

"There coming for dinner tomorrow night."

He gulped.

"Harry, they liked you as Patrick, what's there to worry about?"

"Sure, they liked me then... but then you hadn't been pregnant."

"No, but they better be happy I'm happy, or I'll hex them."

"Your kidding?"

"Yes, no... yeah, I'd get in trouble for hexing my muggle parents.. wouldn't I? Mister I Quit My Day Job... well Night Job As An Auror To Become A Criminal."

"Yes, you would... I passed the Auror exams with flying colors too, so I know all the laws I can break and not break, Miss I Only Knick The Rules Head Girl."

"Okay, Mister I Broke Every Rule In The Book And I Was Still Head Boy."

"Did I? Even that one about not putting deodorant on the walls?"

"Yes, you broke that one too, remember when you accidentally blew up that deodorant stick all over the Head Dorms?"

"Oh.. why did I do that?"

"You were mad."

"At who?"

"I don't remember, I just remember things shattering about our common room."

"Sorry, was it your deodorant?"

"No, yours."

"Oh, sorry anyway, did I break anything major?"

"You don't remember do you?"

"No, I don't."

"Well... we did have a bottle of Rum that night."

"And woke up in you room."

"Ah, so... you remember that... how many times did that happen seventh year?"

"No idea. Good thing for birth control and Alcohol... so we wouldn't remember... much."

"Well, maybe if we remembered, things would have gone differently post Hogwarts."

"Harry, I was a werewolf."

"You should have trusted me! I wouldn't have cared!"

"You were going to Auror Training."

"I would have skipped that for you, went with you on your research project."

"I couldn't have let you do that, give it up for me."

"What was there to give up? I would have been happier!"

"But we didn't know that then, did we? We were a couple of scared seventeen year old's with the weight of the world on our shoulders for totally different reasons and Harry, we were too frightened to admit our feelings."

"Your right, I was chicken shit! I don't blame you, I blame myself!"

"Don't blame anyone Harry! Just don't! Let's be happy we're together now, that we didn't wait twenty years or get with people we didn't love. Let's be happy it's only been almost seven years."

"I am, very happy, just to be with you, my love."

She smiled brilliantly and glassy eyed, "Me too."

"Will your parents be mad we're not married?"

"I don't care what they think about that! Fuck them if they are."

He smiled, "I love you."

"I love you too," and they kissed before turning out the lights and going to sleep in each others arms.

AN: I almost couldn't contain my laughter while typing part of this chapter... I hope you had the same experience reading. Or maybe it was because I was listening to everyone from Tori Amos to Eminem while typing... I have an eclectic taste in music. Please Review... one chapter to go... entitled: The Bomb is Dropped

Typed: 8 March 2005

Well I just almost got robbed... in the f-ing library! Fuckers! Luckily the person next to the person saw him and went for her phone, so the guy left.. shoo.. my cd player is in my coat pocket.. that would really suck! Cause I don't have the money for a new one..

Please Review for your depressed, exhausted author... I just finished typing the final chapter, will post on Friday... and I got my psych. done! Please Review and thank you to those who do.