My Heart Belongs to You…Again
Chapter Five: Catching Up
They hugged for what seemed like forever. It just felt so good and right. Like that was what they were supposed to do for the rest of their lives. Neither wanted to let go of the other. They finally did and decided to catch up. Hermione went and got lunch for them as fast as she could so she could get back.
"So Miss Healer, what have I missed all these years? When did you become a healer?"
"Right after school. I just slipped into it, and it's been great ever since. It gets busy and nerve-wracking sometimes, but I love it. It's what I'm supposed to be doing."
"That's great. I'm really proud of you. Me and Ron always figured that was what you would end up doing. It just seemed right for you."
She smiled. "So what about you Mr. Top Auror? That wasn't very surprising."
"Yeah, I don't know about the top," she gave him a very stern look that said 'don't-even-go-there', "ok never mind, I won't go there. You guys know me, gotta be the hero." They both laughed at that. "I mean it's dangerous, but it's exciting. I feel like I'm making a big difference in the world. It's great."
She couldn't stop laughing. Harry was very confused. "Ok, Hermione this is just rude now!" He started pouting, forcing her to laugh harder. She finally stopped and took some breaths.
"I'm sorry. It's just funny, seeing as you're the guy who defeated Voldemort and all. You're definitely one of a kind. You did the greatest thing ever for not only the magical people but muggles too, and you still want to help the world. You're an amazing guy."
He grinned that James Potter grin he inherited. "That's why you love me."
"Oh my god baby! I was so worried!" A very Barbie-doll blonde stood in the doorway. She was also one of a kind. She had obvious beach blonde hair, very cold gray eyes, way too much make-up, and clothes that would make anyone think she worked a corner in Diagon Alley somewhere. She ran over to Harry and made sure to bump into Hermione on the way. He seemed less than enthusiastic she was there and didn't hug her back. She pushed Hermione out of the chair and sat down. "Baby, I was so worried. I heard just a few days ago, but I didn't get the chance to visit. I was so worried. Is there anything I can…" she stroked his arm seductively, "do for you?"
Harry looked like he would have liked to throw her out on her ass. "Yeah actually," he took his arm away from here, "you can give my friend her seat back and apologize for throwing her out of it."
She looked over at Hermione as though she were less than her. "Oh I'm sorry." She got up slowly, and Hermione retook her seat. The blonde glared at Hermione. Hermione glared right back.
"It's not a problem. So how do you two know each other?"
She was speaking more to Harry, and thankfully he responded. "I'll tell you later."
The woman gave a deep sigh. "So, Harry how are you baby?" She tried to sound concerned but didn't succeed.
"I'm fine Sarah. I don't mean to be rude, but Hermione and I were catching up so would you mind coming back later or something?" Hermione smiled. He could say anything and be the sweetest guy in the world about it.
She didn't look hurt. She looked more offended. "Fine sure, I guess. I'll see you later baby." With that she turned and left the room. Harry sighed and shook his head.
"God I can't stand her."
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Really? She seemed to love you…baby."
"Yeah, she's an unhappy ex I guess. She won't ever leave me alone. It's so frustrating!"
Hermione laughed. "Probably because you're so sweet and such a great guy. You're also not bad on the eyes." She accidentally let that last one slip and blushed. He blushed too.
"More like she misses the stories and pictures in the paper. That and she won't get any money, since I'm 'so loaded' as they like to say."
"Harry you're a hell of a lot more than that." He faked laugh, and she grabbed his hand. "I'm serious. You're a wonderful guy that would make anyone happy. And don't you forget it."
He looked at her, and they smiled at each other. "Thanks. So, when do I get out of here?"