Forgotten Yesterday

Chapter 16: Night Out

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any characters borrowed for use in this story.

A/N: Ok, here are my happy little author notes. You may be noticing that it has been a while since I last updated. I actually have a few reasons for that. Some stuff happened some good some bad, everything just sorta piled up and I needed to take a break from the fandom. I'm back now and I am going to finish this story. I started this before OotP was released and there will NOT be any spoilers or will it influence this story at all. Ok I'm done venting now. If you're still with me here's the next chapter.

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Harry Potter slipped quietly in the classroom and slipped behind a work bench. He waited quietly behind the empty cauldron until the professor looked up from grading.

"What is it Harry?" Hermione met his eyes as she scanned the room.

"I have detention."

She laughed as he looked at the floor hair falling partly in his face. "Who gave you detention? And why with me?"

"Well, you see, I went into dinner and a particular person complained about the lack of certain potions professor. I was assigned to bring her from the depths and invite her to dinner in Hogsmead tomorrow night."

"And who gave you that assignment?" She came out from behind her desk and stood before his table.

"That would be Miss Kaitlyn Potter. She misses you. She said since you became a teacher she doesn't get to see you enough and I am under strict order to have you come to dinner with us tomorrow."

"Well, I do have an exam to grade." she looked down, catching his grin. "But I believe I will be able to clear my schedule."

"Her highness will be tremendously grateful for your sacrifice." he stood and bowed politely. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I am required to provide my little princess with a bedtime snack."

"Good night, Harry"

"Good night, Hermione."

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Hermione paced back and forth in her small sitting room. She kept asking her self why she was so nervous. It was only dinner with Harry and Kaity. Nothing at all to worry about. Right?

"If it helps, you look wonderful." the mirror called.

She looked at her reflection a moment before grabbing her cloak and quickly leaving the room.

She ignored most of the greeting she received from ghosts and paintings hurried toward the entry hall. Hermione stopped just before the stairs and took a deep breath to calm herself. She casually descended the stairs. Harry stood near the door with Kaitlyn at his feet.

"I thought I was going to need to send a search party."

"I'm not that late."

"No, not that late at all. We've just turned into skeletons waiting." Harry handed Kaitlyn her cloak and pulled on his own.

"I think Snape has been a bad influence on you."

"He would be proud to hear you say that."

"I'm sure. So, where are you taking me?"

"Oh were going to the most lovely little bistro called The Three Broomsticks."

"The Three Broomsticks? You're taking me to The Three Broomsticks?"

"It's my favorite." Kaitlyn bounded along down the path in front of the two adults.

Harry shrugged giving Hermione a slight smile. "It's her favorite."

"I just realized how long this path seemed when we were kids." Hermione commented they stepped onto the main street in Hogsmead.

"Well, we used to have shorter legs. I guess." Harry looked around the small town. "I swear this place never changes."

"It doesn't seem so, does it?"

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, can we stop in the candy store? Please?" The little girl bounced up and down at her fathers feet.

"Go ahead, we'll be right there."

"You were waiting for her to ask weren't you?"

"Yeah, I thought I should at least pretend to be an adult."

Hermione sigh and followed him into Honeydukes.

It seemed they spent a great amount of time looking through the multitude of candies and confections before finally making purchases and leaving.

They walked in amicable silence to the small pub. It seemed it Hermione as they approached that she remembered ever thing about the place from he many childhood visits.

"You ready?" Harry wrapped his hand around Hermione's.

"Of course." she smiled up at him and took the first step.

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