Thanks to all of my reviewers. I really appreciated all of the enthusiasm, and support, especially for a first fan fic.

Em317

Chapter 2:

Surprise

"Surprise?" Hermione gave Harry a rather nervous smile. Harry seemed to be at a loss for words, but could you really blame him? The girl who he had had a crush on since around third year was now in his bedroom, almost on top of him no less. Harry cleared his throat.

"Hermione what are you doing here?" Hermione's smile faded. Good going Potter now she probably thinks you don't want to see her. Hermione, looking rather hurt, started to get of the bed. Harry quickly grabbed her arm, quidditch reflexes come in handy sometimes.

"Hermione I didn't mean it like that! I was just a little surprised to see. I didn't mean to hurt you!" Harry said hurriedly, and gave her a sheepish smile. "I don't mean to be rude or anything, but what are you doing here?"

"I'm taking you back to my house for the remainder of the summer!" Hermione said "I mean only if you want to." Hermione watched Harry anxiously. He had truly changed over the years, quidditch had done him well, he had gotten taller, and his body had toned out well, he no longer was the scrawny boy she had met on the Hogwarts Express her first year.

But he still had those beautiful green eyes, the ones she had fallen in love with during there second year. The eyes that had so much depth she was sure if she stared long enough she would drown in them. His raven hair was messier than usual being that he had just woken up, and the thin scar on his forehead was exposed. "Why in the world would I want to go back to your house for the remainder of the summer?" Harry replied sarcastically. "I would rather stay with my uncle and aunt who lock me in my bedroom, and my nephew who continuously tries to shove me out the window."

"Oh. Well then I'm terribly sorry for bothering you Harry" Hermione said her voice full of hurt. "I'll just be on my way then." She once again stood up, and began to walk toward the door.

"Hermione, I was just kidding! Do you really think I would want to stay here when I could go back with you for the summer?" She turned around to face him. Harry gave her his trademark smile and her heart flipped, she blushed and smiled back.

"Wait." Harry said suddenly. "I can't go not without Dumbledore's permission. He put me here to keep me safe from Voldemort." Hermione gave him a smirk.

"I already have permission. He said after your birthday so if you want to all we have to do is pack your suitcase. Speaking of which where is your suitcase?"

"Over there." Harry pointed to the black trunk opened by his mirror. Hermione rolled her eyes when she spotted his books spread all over the room, his quills and paper lay all over the desk his invisibility cloak and Firebolt lay in his trunk. She quickly pilled all his supplies into the suitcase, along with his cauldron.

"How did you get here anyway?" Harry asked as he followed Hermione over to his closet. She opened his closet and began to ruffle through his clothes.

"Portkey" Hermione replied. "Do any of these clothes fit you?" She began to pull clothes from the closet only to put them back in.

"No, they're all Dudley's old clothes. I was given them when he couldn't wear them anymore, the Dursley's never bothered to get me clothes of my own." Hermione looked up from packing Harry's suitcase.

"So you have no clothes?" Hermione asked blushing when she thought a little harder about what she had asked him, as did Harry's face.

"I have my Hogwarts robes, and what I'm wearing now." Hermione looked at Harry's clothes, a pair of very dirty worn out jeans, and a faded black t-shirt.

"That won't do." Hermione replied "We will have to take you shopping!" Hermione beamed with excitement as she zipped up Harry's suitcase, and pulled out an old gum wrapper. As she sat down on the bed she looked at her watch.

"We have a few minutes." Hermione said to Harry who had sat down next to her.

"So what have you been doing this summer Mione?" Harry asked. She blushed when Harry called her by her nickname. Only her parents, Ron and Harry called her that name.

"Well Mum and Dad have been working a lot lately so I've had a lot of time to catch up on my school work"

"Catch Up?" Harry interrupted "You've been ahead of the class since the middle of last year!" To which Hermione blushed once again.

"Well you can never be to ahead. Oh look at the time we have to go!" Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and Harry shivered.

"Three." Hermione began to count down looking at her watch, the gum wrapper clutched in her hand.

"Two" Harry felt the familiar tug below his navel and his felt left the ground. He looked over at Hermione who was beaming. She mouthed something to him, but he couldn't hear anything at all.

With a thud his feet touched ground, Hermione met go of his hand, and he toppled over on to the floor. He looked around and saw he was in a kitchen. Hermione looked at him and burst out laughing. Harry blushed a deep purple, and muttered something under his breath.

"Well welcome home Harry!" Hermione said excitedly. They heard something creek upstairs.

"Mione, is that you honey?"