My Heart Belongs To You…Again

Chapter Seven: Going Home

Harry nearly injured himself more when he almost jumped for joy when he was finally allowed to leave. He was allowed to change on his own, as long as he sat as much as he could while doing it, but other than that, Hermione was going to have to help. They argued for quite some time about him apparting home.

"Hermione, I'll be fine. It's not like I'm going to apparate into a wall or kill myself."

"Harry, you've just been in a bad, bad attack. You need more time to heal."

"I've had two freaking weeks to heal, and I feel almost back to normal. Yeah, it's harder to do some stuff than before, but I can still do stuff. I'm not broken."

"Harry, no one is saying you're broken. It's just that you need to let your body heal and not rush so much to get back to everything you used to do. It's going to take time sweetie that's why I'm going with you. It's going to be very hard, on both of us, but you have to go slow and let me help you. I really don't want to see you back here ever, let alone very soon."

He finally understood why this was hard on her. It was going to be hard on her too. The last thing he wanted to do was make it harder on her.

"I know you're concerned, but I feel so useless. I can't do anything on my own anymore. I don't want to be a pain, yet I'm going to be since I can't do anything. Please can I just try to apparate and if it effects me, I'll be a good boy and do everything you say from then on. Please Hermione! Pretty please?"

He gave her a very pouty face that she knew she couldn't say no to. She sighed. "Alright fine. But I swear I'm going to be very pissed if you get hurt. And you will listen to me no matter happens. I know what I'm doing, and I promise I'll let you do anything you can when you're strong enough to. I'm not here to be your boss, I'm here to take care of you." She smiled at him. "You're still a very stubborn guy Mr. Potter."

He grinned. "Why yes I am Ms. Granger. It's a trait we Potters are very proud of. We pass it down each and every generation. It also helps a lot with the ladies. Which I think explains why mom and dad got married, seeing as how she couldn't stand hi for years."

Hermione started laughing. He wasn't doing the arrogant thing very well, but he sure did look cute trying. "Alright Harry, let's get you out of here. I'm starting to get sick of this place. I'm also dying to see this big ass house of yours."

She grinned at him and helped him stand up. Once he was finally on his feet, she took his hand in hers. He looked at their fingers locked together. He looked at her only to see her looking at their fingers too. She looked up at him.

"Just in case something happens. It might be easier if I kind of help, you know."

He smiled. "Yeah. And by the way, did I ever thank you for taking such great care of me?"

She raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Just a couple of times everyday."

"Well, thank-you yet again. You're the greatest." He bent down and kissed her cheek. They both lost their breath for some reason they couldn't figure it out. It was like the kiss had sent shock waves through both of their bodies. They didn't really understand…it was just on the cheek, yet they felt an electrifying feeling go through both of them. They both kind of looked at each other and took in their faces. Finally Harry cleared his throat to break the silence. "So, um do you want to get going?"

Hermione smiled. "Why, of course. I thought you'd never ask."

Harry gave her hand a squeeze, and they both apparated.