Two months have passed since Harry and Hermione, left Hogwarts and took the long flight from London to the long anticipated United States of America. Harry exchanged most of the fortune he had in his Gringotts vault, just so Hermione and he would have just enough money to survive on, until they could get settled.

After two long exhausting days of travel, they found themselves in a part of the world they were unfamiliar with, Wyoming. They had never seen a place with such wide open spaces, enormous mountains that seemed to touch the sky, light fluffy clouds that almost looked like cotton candy, and lavishly green pine trees.

"Oh Harry… This place is amazing, I can't believe how gorgeous it is!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly, "The air... can you smell how fresh it is?"

Harry smiled brightly at the dreamy twinkle that Hermione's eyes were starting to emit. He looked around with uncertainty as to whether or not he was going to like this rural, arid, yet phenomenally beautiful place. He was starting to get light-headed from the drastic change in elevation.

Since the Wyoming Academy of Advance Witchcraft and Wizardry, didn't have campus housing available on its grounds, Harry and Hermione had decided to stay in a hotel room. Until they found an apartment, which was suitable for them, and there need.

On the way to the hotel, Harry had taken notice to several mobile home trailer parks along the way to check into their room. He thought: You know, those don't look too bad to start off a life together. Maybe we could buy one straightaway. I think tonight, before we go to bed, I'll ask her it seems like a good way for a soon-to-be married couple to start out.

Both of them were suffering severe cases of Jet lag. Unanimously, they decided it would be best to go out to dinner for the night, and afterwards stop at a store and get some tea bags and grounded coffee for the morning.

After a fairly decent dinner, Hermione and Harry walked back to their hotel room hand-in-hand, and after they were safely in the confinements of their hotel room, they embraced lovingly. Hermione drearily said, "I think I'm going to get ready for bed."

Harry nodded in agreement, "That's not a bad idea." He kissed her one more time, before she broke away and walked into the bathroom. Harry sat on the bed, and turned on the television, and flipped through the channels until he found one, that made him feel a little closer to home, BBC. He set the remote on the nightstand next to the bed, and changed into his night robes, and climbed under the covers.

After a short while, Hermione came out of the bathroom, in a black nightgown that showed off a petite yet attractive figure. Her hair on the other hand was a different story; it was either caused by the long days of strenuous travel, or not having much time so she could tend to her hair. The simple fact of the matter was, when she had let her hair down to hang past her shoulders it was no longer just bushy, it simply looked as if it had been involved in a mattress explosion.

Harry forced himself not to laugh, he badly wanted to tease, however knew otherwise. This wasn't the best time to test her patience, especially since she had been sleep deprived for several days, and was likely to explode.

She climbed into bed with Harry; she rolled on her side and rested her head on his shoulder, and gently laid an arm across his stomach. He reached underneath her body and placed his hand on her back, and with his other hand gently held hers.

"You must remember this a Kiss is still a Kiss . . . "

She looked up at the TV to the sound of a familiar theme to a show that she loved. She gaped as she said, "Oh. . . It is As Time Goes By . . . I haven't seen this in ages, I love this show." Harry rolled his eyes; he thought the show was rather dull to say the least.

He was about to drift off the sleep, when he suddenly remembered that he wanted to talk to her about buying a trailer. He kissed the top of her frizzy head, and said in a serious business like tone, "You know Hermione, I've been thinking," she rolled on top of him, and looked into his eyes showing her full attention. "What would you think about buying a small trailer, and just paying for it in cash?" He asked looking piercingly into her eyes.

She bit her lower lip, thought about it for a few moments, then replied, "you know, that's not a bad idea, but I don't know. My mum and dad owned and rented out some trailers and in the wintertime, they always had to fix the broken pipes. I've heard that the winters here can be really nasty." Harry laughed and responded, "Am I not a wizard, and are you not a witch? I'm sure if…"

"Harry, don't you remember our little agreement that we would only use magic in the wizarding world," Hermione interrupted, with a serious tone.

Harry smiled devilishly and replied, "How could I forget that was one of our most heated arguments. I remember after we settled the argument, we snuck up to the astronomy tower and almost broke another agreement of ours."

Hermione blushed exuberantly bright, and mutinously giggled at the memory. "I had that all planned out," she responded, starting to feel the temperature rise in the room.

"Speaking of that agreement, are you sure you want to wait until we have officially become married? I, mean we're going to live together after all." Harry asked in high hopes.

Hermione with a defensive sound to her voice responded, "Yes, I want to wait. Its important to me, because not only did I promise myself that I would save myself for marriage, but I also promised my mum, as well," she said, "now I know you and Ginny slept together, but I still think it's important for us to wait."

In disbelief Harry spat with his anger starting to rise, "What did you... Where did you? Ginny and me? We never slept together!"

Hermione looked at him and replied, "Harry, please will you calm down. Dean Thomas told me that he caught you two, in the act in the astronomy room. I simply figured it was true because of how you two were always together. I never said anything because I figured it was your business and nobody else's," she said, "regardless of weather it's true or not, I just hope you know, I will always love you."

Harry was still enraged at this false accusation, and replied without thinking. "That not the subject we're talking about, and besides, I know you and Ron had come close quite a few times, he always made a point of telling me the graphic details. At least before I caught him and that fruitcake professor of ours together."

Hermione broke eye contact and looked away hurtfully as tears welled up into her eyes. "I know." She replied, fighting the urge to cry and to slap him. Harry felt his heart sink to the pit his stomach, as he realized that he let his temper rise too high and he badly hurt her feelings. After this dawning realization he sympathetically rubbed her shoulders.

Hermione let out a soft sob as he whispered into her ear, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring that up. I hope you know that no matter what happens, I love you unconditionally."

Hermione looked longingly into his eyes, and she deeply kissed him. She opened her mouth slightly, and met his tongue half way. After a few magical moments, she broke the embrace, wiped the tears from her eyes and responded, "I love you too. I'm sorry for bringing up Ginny."

"It's ok, and I'm sorry for bringing up Ron. What we need to do is just leave our past behind us, and look forward to our lives together." Harry responded earnestly.

"Your right, we just need to carry on with our lives together. Just stop using our past as a reason hurt each other." Replied Hermione with tears still in her eyes. He decided it was now the best time to change the subject, back to the original discussion. "So what do you think? About the trailer idea I mean."

Hermione bit her lower lip once again in deep thought, "Ok, let's do it," she replied, after a few short moments had passed.

"You know what we should do," Harry said, thoughtfully.

Hermione looked at him suspiciously and asked, "No, what that?"

"We should go to the Weasley's and visit them for a little while." Harry replied.

"That does sound like a lot of fun, but I think we should find a place to live first, and then go back and see the Weasleys Besides how would we get there?" she replied wryly.

Harry was disappointed, but knew deep inside that she was right. He simply nodded. Hermione gazed deeper into his soul, "I hope you're not mad at me," she said in a worried tone.

"No, I'm not," he said reproachfully. Hermione knew he was disappointed, after all she had seen that look on his face far to many times to not know the different. "I'm sorry, I just think it's important to find a place first. I know you're home sick, and don't get me wrong, because I am too. However I think we need to remember why we are here in the first place. However if you want, I heard there is a rodeo in town. We could attend that if you wanted, and it would be something new, after all. You never know, it could be a lot of fun."

Harry had a very vague idea as to what a 'rodeo' was. From what he did know, was Rodeo was a muggle sport involving the riding of animals. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yeah that sounds like a plan, let's go to that, but before we do, we need to look at places to live. After all, the term starts in about three weeks, and Quidditch tryouts are next week. Oh, Merlin's beard, I can't wait!" Harry replied with enthusiasm.

Hermione smiled brightly before she replied, "Oh I can't wait either, it's going to be so fascinating studying witchcraft at a higher level plus, just think about it, we also get to study another culture while we are…"

Harry interrupted her by a sudden inspiration, and he kissed her with a deep longing passion even she was unfamiliar with. "What was that for?" she asked. "Not that I have any complaints," she added as an afterthought.

"Because I just suddenly realized, you and I are actually going to be able to sleep in a bed together, and you look so beautiful tonight," he said, ignoring her hair and a strong impulse to laugh.

With a deviant grin spreading from ear to ear, Hermione turned the lights off in the room and turned off the TV, "you know what Harry, maybe we do need to 'deepen our relationship,'" she proposed, as she rolled on top of him to return his kiss.

The next morning, Harry woke up like Hermione, in his birthday suit. He remembered the events as they unfolded, and he couldn't believe how tender and truly passionate it had been. What happened last night must have been what she was talking about when she said "you can make love without actually doing it," he thought promiscuously.

He looked at her pretty face, and noticed how peaceful and truly beautiful she was with her eyes closed, resting her head on his shoulder. He found himself thankful to have this incredibly beautiful lady next to him. It was starting to become apparent to him that every day here on after was going to be better then the last. He didn't know much about the world but he knew that he deeply loved this beautiful lady next to him, in her natural state.

The last thing he wanted to do was disturb her slumber, but he couldn't help ran a hand up and down her back. She stirred slightly, moving her head to rest on his collarbone. He gently kissed her forehead, and she slowly opened her eyes and gazed into his emerald green eyes. "I didn't mean to wake you, love," he said curtly.

She blinked and said groggily, "Good morning," and she leaned forward and kissed him. After a few minutes of studying the aroused look on his face she asked, " what are you thinking about?"

"Last night," he paused for a moment to soak in what he was truly feeling, "Hermione, that was… simply incredible," he answered still deep in thought.

She nodded in agreement, "I know it was. I surprised even myself."

"Why don't we get married sooner? I can't stand this dating thing any longer. I was thinking tomorrow," Harry said with his mind swimming.

Hermione shook her head and hesitated as she spoke, "No, Harry, sorry, but we decided that we should wait until we had finished our first year. However on the other hand I wanted to let you know, I thought about something else last night after you had fallen asleep."

Harry raised an eyebrow in thoughtful wonder and he asked, "what about?"

"About you and me. Last night, I came to a decision, you are the man I am going to marry, and we are living together. So, I decided that if we do end up… you know, then I would be perfectly fine with it," she answered perversely, as she rolled off him and stretched her arms and back in a feasible fashion.

"Are you sure that what you want? Or are you just saying it to please me?" Harry said bewildered.

"Yes Harry, that is what I want," Hermione hinted yearningly.

"I love you," Harry replied not taking notice to the invitation.

" I love you too. Let's get ready; we still have a long day ahead of us. Don't get me wrong, this room is nice and all, but we need our own place. Plus I miss Crookshanks," Hermione responded.

"Are we going to that rodeo… thingy today?" he asked.

"Yeah I s'ppose we could. However, I need to get ready," she responded, and grabbed the sheets on the bed, to conceal her natural state, as she went to the bathroom to take a long shower and get dressed.

Harry sat up in the bed and went down to the lobby of the hotel and grabbed a newspaper, went back to their room, brewed some coffee and flipped through the classified ads. One ad in particular caught his attention:

Great Starter Home
1 bed, 1 bath
Single wide Mobile Home
Large living room
Decent Size Kitchen
Needs minor repairs
Park allows pets
$2500 O.B.O
For more info call
111-3456

He thought, you know, that sounds just like something we're looking for.

Finally after an hour and half hour passed, Hermione came out of the bathroom, and her hair was much more appealing than before. She left her hair hanging down so that it stretched to the middle of her back. She was dressed in a multi-colored, tank top and jean shorts, which stretched to the middle of her thighs. She lightly applied make-up to add more features to her already immaculate face. She walked up to him with a bright smile on her face and said, " I feel so much better, it's amazing what a good night's rest and a nice hot shower will do for you."

"You look much better too," he added with a glistening smile, "Hermione, I found a place we should look at." He handed her the paper, and pointed out the ad.

She browsed through it quickly, and said, "Ok, that sounds good. We should take a look." Harry beamed brightly.

"I'm going to take a quick shower, and then we better get going, we have a long day head of us. In the mean time, could you call those people and see if we can't arrange to go and see it sometime this Morning." Harry said, " and just a thought for the future, but it would save time if we took a shower together," he added as an afterthought.

Hermione blushed profusely. "I'll do that love," she said, as she bit her tongue forcing herself not to respond to his previous comment.