AN: Hey. This is only my second chapter, and with the information that my reviewers have given me, I think the story is getting better and it's also getting easier to write as I go. In this Chapter, I've added a few new people. Let's just assume that they're people from America. lol. I have no clue what to say about it. Well, as always, please let me know what you think. Thanks!

To the reviewers:

beaumontrulz- Thank you so much with all your help. You'll never know how much it means that someone out there can take time to help someone else who has no clue what they're doing. lol. Thanks.

Mamin123-- Thank you for reviewing, even though you didn't say much, it's nice to know that at least 2 people are reading what I write. Yes, I know the chapters are extremely short, I'm trying to work on that.

Disclaimer: As we all know, I do not own the characters of Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does, but if I did, trust me, there would be a lot more books than just 7!

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Chapter 2: Harry's house part one

After the two got back to Harry's house, Harry turned on his bedroom light after carrying Hermione up the stairs to his bedroom. As he did so, Hermione was yelling at herself.

'What are you thinking? He could have seriously hurt you! That was soooo stupid! Why did I ever leave Harry's side? He shouldn't have to worry if he's going to have to rush to my rescue. It's not like you two are going out or anything!You have to open your eyes and realize what you're getting yourself into, Hermione. You can't be such a stupid hoe!'

"Hermione? Hermione! Are you ok?" Harry had put her down and was staring at her as if she was going to pass out and he would have to catch her before she hit the floor. She suddenly realized the beatiful cream walls with lace curtains, the soft, white carpet, the warm fireplace, and the neatly made queen size bed that belonged to the master bedroom.

"Wha? Oh, I'm fine. Really. I was just thinking. I'm really sorry about tonight. I should go home. Crookshanks is probably going to be really hungry." Hermione had been living in an apartment with her cat, Crookshanks, a couple blocks away from Harry's ever since they graduated from Hogwarts, then when Ginny graduated, she started living in the apartment neighbooring Hermione's. Harry thought this wasn't one of Hermione's brightest ideas. Her, being in the state of shock that she was in, alone, at home, just didn't sound right to him.

"Maybe you should just stay here. Maybe it's not such a good idea being there alone tonight. Call Ginny and ask her if she could feed Crookshanks. He'll be fine." Harry hoped that she would listen to him for once.

"I guess you're right. Ginny's probably waiting for me at home wanting to talk anyways." Hermione went over to the fireplace and stuck her head in. "Ginny? Where are..." Hermione's voice trailed off as she noticed Ginny and her boyfriend Troy making out on Ginny's couch. Just then, Ginny noticed Hermione's head in the fireplace.

"Hermione! When did you..." Ginny's voice trailed off as she felt her cheeks get red from her embarrasment.

"Sorry to bother the two of you, but Ginny, I was hoping that you could do me a favor. I'm going to stay here at Harry's tonight. I was wondering if you could go over to my appartment and feed Crookshanks for me. He probably won't attack you since he'll know that I sent you for his sake. He's a smart cat when it comes to him and his food."

"Ok Mione. I'll go over there in a second. Why are you staying over at Harry's? It's just a few blocks away. Not like you can't come home. You guys aren't a couple, are you?" Hermione just gave her a look and Ginny understood that now was not a good time to talk about it and Hermione would fill her in as soon as they were granted privacy from their boyfriends.

"I'll go over there now." Hermione watched Ginny kiss Troy good-bye and walk out of the door, leaving Troy and Hermione in an odd silence. Hemione was the first to speak.

"Well, Troy, I'm gonna go. Please tell Ginny thank you for me and you two take care of yourselves."

"Will do Hermione. You too." And with that, Hermione's head disappeared from the fire. When she turned to look at Harry, he had laid down on the bed and was watching her.

"So, what did she say?" He knew what the answer is, but figured he would be polite.

"Oh Harry, you know that she said yes, that's why you suggested it. Are you a bit tired, Mr. Potter?" Hermione asked Harry as he yawned.

"Just a little. Why? Aren't you?"

"Yeah, I guess. I think it's just the fact that after tonight, I'm a little afraid of sleeping." Hermione said with an embarrased look on her face.

"It's ok. You've been through alot that no one deserves to go through. It's ok though. I'm here now, and no one can hurt you."

"Oh Harry, you always know just what to say to make everything seem so much better than it really is." Hermione went over to the bed, leaned down, and kissed Harry lightly on the lips. He rolled over onto the bed and pulled her ontop of him.

"Harry"

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry, but not tonight."

"It's ok. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. Whenever you're ready." Harry was a little disappointed, but he didn't let his voice give it away. She didn't need that kind of pressure. Not tonight.