She wasn't off the ground for more than a few seconds, when she felt something firm beneath her. She looked around the room. There he was, laying down, sleeping.

'That's what Dumbledore meant about talking to Harry. He had seen a vision' she thought quickly.

" Harry? Are you awake?" she asked as she moved to his bed and sat down. She ran her hand through his unruly raven-colored hair that all the girls at Hogwarts admired. "Harry?" He began to stir under her touch and her soft tender voice. When he realized that he wasn't alone, he quickly sat up, Indian style and looked at her, their faces mere inches apart.

"Hermione I am so glad to see you!" Harry said as he threw his arms around her in a big tight hug.

"It's all right Harry. You wont be alone again this summer. I am here to stay with you. Make sure you are all right, you know?" she said, not wanting to say Sirius's name, she wasn't quite sure about how he would react.

" Hermione I have felt so lost without him. I mean, I didn't know him for very long but it kept me going that I had someone that loved me in this world."

"He wasn't the only one, Harry. You have all of your friends, Harry, at school. You don't have to be afraid."

"I just don't want to put anyone in danger anymore. You, Ron, The Weasley's, or any of the teacher's, Snape, even if he is an insect."

"I completely understand Harry. But you cant close yourself off from everyone who might want to help you! Like Dumbledore. You yelled at Dumbledore last term because he tried to keep Sirius safe! How does that help? Sirius felt a strong connection with you ever since we met him, remember? He asked you to come and live with him without getting to know you at all. Come on, Sirius was going to be there any way he could, no matter who got in his way. I bet he would have challenged Dumbledore if he got in his way."

"I know. I just feel so stupid. It was all my-"

" Shut your mouth Harry James Potter! Don't let me ever hear you say that again!" she yelled obviously annoyed with the speech she knew all too well.

"Well, Hermione, it is true!" He yelled with more spite than he intended. He smoothed his voice over and continued calmly, trembling slightly as tears came to his eyes. "Bertha Jorkins, Cedric, Mr. Crouch and Sirius all died because Voldemort wanted to get to me!"

"Harry, don't cry! I didn't mean to get you all worked up. I can't stand to see you this way. Please, stop." She said, grasping him close once again. They sat with his head on her shoulder and their arms around each other for the greater part of an hour.

"Harry, come on, we got to get you something to eat. Dumbledore put charms on the house so we can do magic. You need to go and take a shower, calm down and by the time you get back, I'll have some food ready."

" Ok I'll be back." He said walking out of the room. As he left she started to get to work. She was really a whiz with cleaning spells she noticed.

She had all of Harry's mess cleaned up in no time and she heard the shower turn off. She quickly conjured a large plate of pork and boiled potatoes for Harry and a small salad and iced tea for herself.

The door opened and she turned around. She almost shot her wand out of her hands. There was Harry, the man she wanted most, standing in the doorway in just a towel, his rock-hard abs staring back at her. His pecks and biceps had filled out too.

"Oh sorry Hermione," he said as she turned beat red. " I forgot to take a change of clothes with me. "

" I don't know what you are sorry for Harry, it is your room."

"Well if you think about it, for the rest of the summer, it's our room."

'Oh! What I wouldn't give!' Hermione thought.

"We have to work something out, so that both of us will be comfortable. Oh, here we go. Engorgio!" he said waving his wand around his head, enlarging the room. He conjured a bookshelf for all of her books along with his. "Place"

All of Hermione's things flew out of her trunk placing themselves on the shelves or in a drawer of his dresser, books, clothes and other things flew to availability all around the room, neatly and quietly.

"Well…that is impressive." she smirked. She saw that her books weren't the only ones on the shelves. "Where did you get all of these?"

"Those are the books, Sirius and Lupin bought me last year for the D.A, only we didn't have time to use them before we were found. I have bought myself more than that since then, through mail order and stuff. I have been reading all of break."

"I suppose that next you'll tell me that you already have your homework done?"

"…Actually yeah, I have. I didn't have anything else to do. I did it the first three days back. I have been studying a lot of pain control: hexes and curses but also mind-body separation, so I cant be hurt in battle. It seems so much better here with someone to talk to."

"You seem to have gotten better, since I got here but you keep going off on those little tirades of yours."

"I think I only needed someone to talk to. You are the perfect candidate. I feel that I can tell you anything."

"You can Harry. I don't mind listening as long as you will listen to me sometimes, too"

"It's a deal. So I want to start reading about the spells we can use legally and the ones we can't. The pain spells would be good to know about so we know what we'd be up against, as well as the unforgivables. It is imperative that we know what we are doing. We will have to defend ourselves more than what we did last term…. Hermione? I am really sorry to have dragged you into that. I should have left you and the others behind."

"I don't think it is that easy. We all wanted to come and help. Four out of six of us knew Sirius, as a friend. We weren't going to sit back and let you be the hero all by yourself. It is all right. Harry, are you listening?"

"Yeah, I just didn't think I had friends that would put themselves in mortal danger for me."

"We have been in danger many times before. Ron and me are used to it. Neville finally came to his senses, not sure about Luna but Ginny has seen danger before too, down in the Chamber."

"Wait-! That's it!"

"What is Harry?"

"In my vision, Voldemort was talking about Hogwarts as if there would be an attack. But now I don't think so. He might be looking for another Slytherin weapon, other than the basilisk, down in the chamber. He can't duel me with his wand or we would just go into Priori Incantatem, so he is looking for a physical advantage. …; There has to be a sword or something down there somewhere. Dumbledore has the Sword of Gryffindor, I can use that but I don't have the speed to wield it, unless I go through some sort of training."

"Harry you are ranting."

"Sorry, but I am just starting to realize that I need to get going with the attempted kidnapping, and Ron…I have begun to see that I am a lot more vulnerable even when I am in this house. The Weasleys, Lupin, anyone from school, and most importantly…you."

"Me? Why am I most important?" she said, secretly hoping…

"We are best friends. I can talk to you about anything more than anyone else, even Ron or Dumbledore for that matter. I realized a few weeks ago how horrible it would be to live in a world without you, I saw that I wouldn't be able to do it."

She looked up into his eyes and knew instantly what he was meaning to say, He was talking again…

"When Neville told me that you had a pulse, Hermione, my heart leapt and I was able to go on. I knew that I would be side by side with my best friend again, fighting, doing what we must to see this war through. I don't know how to explain how I feel. I was never really taught how…"

"Harry… it is okay, I think I know," she said, leaned forward and kissed him on his lips, "Is that what you were trying to say?"

" Yeah I think so. I think I love you, Mione."

"Don't worry...I love you too"