BN (Beta Note): This was originally two parts, hints the different songs for inspiration/listening pleasure.
AN: I was listening to the soundtrack to the film: Garden State
Part 7-Forward March.
Hermione marched into Harry's room and shook the trembling, screaming man awake.
"Hermione!" He gasped out, pulling her down into a hug, clutching the woman to his side and not relinquishing his grip.
Holding her to himself.
Her head on his chest as he promptly returned to sleep.
This time without terrors, only dreams of peace.
Hermione laid there alternating between staring at the wall and Harry before she too succumbed to a pleasant sleep.
The screeching noise of Harry Potter's Alarm awoke him much sooner then he would have wished after such a wonderful sleep.
Harry Potter slammed on the snooze button with his free left hand, the other not letting go of the still blissfully asleep, Hermione Granger.
Thirty minutes later and after many subsequent hits to Harry's alarm clock, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger woke up.
Hermione sat up.
Harry sat up.
Hermione got up and made to leave the room.
"Hermione, wait," Harry called out to her.
"Yes?" She asked in the same quiet tone he had used.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"You know." He replied looking away bashfully.
"Okay," and she went to her own room.
It would have been crude to say thank you for last night, right?
But I had to say thank you. That was my best sleep... Ever.
That was our longest conversation..
Since..
Well, Hogwarts.
Will that be the beginning? Is he ready to talk? Am I?
YES.
I will, if it is the last thing I do.
I will break out of this self imposed exile, I will move forward.
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AN: I was listening to um.. I think The White Stripes, Get Behind Me Satan or Green Day's International Superhits.. uh.. can't remember which...
The In-Between Part
This summer has been hot, (humid?). It would probably be easier and much more comfortable to go starkers, but then we'd surely scare the other away.
Fans are wonderful, to sit before one as it blows cool air at you.
A nice respit to the heat of the out doors.
Yes, cooling charms upon the flat would be much more practical, but then any muggles who might stop by would wonder where our air conditioner was. There's no point in prompting unanswerable questions.
We usually sleep in the least clothes possible, shorts or boxers, t-shirts, tank top, no shirt.. Harry.
A sheet to cover us.
We always sleep in the same place as the first night, Harry's bed.
Sometimes I am by the wall, sometimes him, our positions change, but the place where we sleep maintains.
We sleep in his bed.
It is where we sleep.
It is our haven to our terrors.
It is his bed.