My Heart Belongs To You…Again

Chapter Eleven: Only One Warning

"Baby! I'm so glad you're home! Whoa, wait a minute, what is she doing here?" Dobby had just brought Sarah up to Harry's room, where Hermione and Harry were still curled up from last night. They both stopped laughing but didn't move.

Dobby was the first one to speak. "Miss Hermione is taking care of Mr. Potter. Miss-"

Sarah cut him off and turned to Hermione. "You're taking care of him? You? What good help can you give Harry?"

Dobby glared at her as though he wanted nothing better than to strangle her. "Miss Hermione has taken the best care of Mr. Potter."

She looked at him, disgusted that he would speak to her. She looked back at Hermione and Harry. "Why in the hell are you taking care of him? What do you think he's too weak to take care of himself? Or are you just so excited that the famous and rich Harry Potter was your patient that you just had to make sure you got him so you gave some reason he needed to be taken care of so you could sleep with him?"

"Sarah! Don't you dare even go there! You don't know what the hell is going on, and it's none of your goddamn business anyways! You ever say anything like that about or to her again, and you'll never step foot in my house again! Be very careful with your words Sarah, I'm only warning you once."

Both Hermione and Sarah looked at him, completely shocked. Hermione didn't think Harry would explode like that on her. She knew that he would say something, but she never thought he would yell at her like that. Sarah, on the other hand, looked as though she didn't understand why he said that to her, not Hermione. Her expression changed to a softer, more victimized look. Harry knew what was coming up next.

"Your right baby. I'm sorry. I've just been so upset about your whole thing. It must have just slipped out."

"Don't apologize to me. You owe Hermione the apologize."

Sarah looked ill. "Well then I'm sorry." She glanced quickly at Hermione, but her gaze went quickly back to Harry, as though he was a prize that she would lose if she didn't keep her attention on him.

Hermione just smiled at her. "It's ok. Harry's situation has been scary. But I'm here to make sure he gets better as soon as he can so he can keep being the guy we all love."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other and smiled. "Yup. She's doing a great job too."

Sarah felt left out. "Well, good. But why her?"

"Well, she is a healer, and plus she's Hermione. She's great, and we were best friends all through school. And I finally admitted to her that I was a complete dumbass, so I got her back."

He grinned at Hermione. Sarah just scoffed. "Please. Baby you've never been a dumbass, and don't ever let anyone," she glared at Hermione, "tell you anything other than that. Why didn't you ask me? I would have been more than happy to take care of you!"

She batted her eyes and looked at Harry seductively. Hermione started laughing uncontrollably, causing Harry to laugh. "Yeah, I've been a dumbass a couple of times actually, and I know it. Ok Hermione, you can stop laughing now." Hermione had continued to laugh the entire time. Harry started to pout, causing Hermione to laugh even harder, which caused Harry to laugh too. Sarah just kept sighing and clearing her throat. They finally stopped laughing, even though Hermione's face was bright red. Sarah just smiled and stared at Harry.

"You know baby, I could stay and help take care of you. It would be my pleasure."

"No, I don't think I'm that much trouble. I bet Hermione can handle me. Can you?"

Hermione pretended to think really hard. "I think I can manage."

Harry turned back to Sarah. "Thanks for the offer."

"Fine. I'll stop by later on sometime, just in case you need me." She walked over to Harry and kissed him on his cheek. Harry and Hermione still hadn't moved for their positions, but Hermione started to when Sarah walked over. Harry tightened his grip on her waist, telling her he wanted her to stay, not Sarah. She whispered a quick goodbye in Harry's ear, glared at Hermione, and made a dramatic exit. Harry sighed and held on to Hermione tight.

"I swear, one day I'm going to either kill her or me. Thank-you for not being like her."

Hermione smiled and smuggled closer to Harry. "My pleasure. So…you still haven't told me how you two know each other."

"Yeah I know." Harry sighed. "Alright, here we go."