My Heart Belongs to You…Again

Chapter Thirteen: Feeling Destiny Together

The last week had been a blast for Hermione and Harry. They worked everyday to get Harry back to walking on his own, and in a very short time, Hermione finally let him. It was much easier on both of them, now that Harry was at least mobile again. They had fun times, taking walks, going out for short periods of time, getting as close as they were as kids. They were both so happy to have each other back in their lives; it seemed like a wonderful dream that just continued each day. It was late at night, so of course Harry and Hermione were in the kitchens, seeing as how Harry had to eat every other hour.

Hermione smiled as she watched Harry eat. He looked up at her and raised an eyebrow. "What, may I ask, are you smiling at Miss Granger?"

"You, Mr. Potter. Do you have to eat every two hours? I mean it's," she looked at her watch, "12:30 at night, and you're eating! I just think it's amusing."

He looked hurt. "Are you calling me fat?" He looked down at his chest and pulled his shirt up, causing Hermione to inhale. He was so well toned and muscular. Each time she saw his bare chest, it made her gasp. "I don't think I'm fat! Am I fat? Don't lie to me! You think I'm fat! I'll never eat again!"

Hermione was laughing so hard she thought she was going to explode. Harry pushed his food away, being as dramatic as he could to add to the scene. "I think I need a hug." He started to pout, causing Hermione to smile. She stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Aw, my poor little Harry. You're not fat sweetie. You're actually very well toned. Nice muscles going on there babe." She playfully slapped his chest. He looked up at her and gave her a very naughty and mischievous grin.

"Oh, I see. That was all just a cover-up huh? Clever Miss Granger, but not clever enough!"

She looked absolutely confused. "Did I miss something?"

"Admit it! You were thinking dirty thoughts about me! You know it too! You want me!"

Hermione just stared at him, not sure what to say. Of course, she hadn't been thinking dirty thoughts about him, but what the hell? She took a step back and just stared. "I-wha-with the wha-what the hell?"

He laughed and grabbed her wrists, pulling her over to him and plopping her on his lap. He whispered in her ear. "You know you want me my sexy lady."

Hermione giggled. She leaned over and whispered in his ear. "If I wanted you so bad, I would have had you already."

Harry looked stunned. "Wow. That was a good one chick!" He thought about it for a second. "No wait…if it's a good one for you…that's bad for me…which means…dammit!" Hermione started to laugh, as did Harry. They kept laughing, but Hermione didn't leave Harry's lap. Hermione yawned and leaned on Harry's chest. He moved her hair out of her face.

"Are you tired?"

She nodded against his chest. "But I don't want to sleep yet. I'm not ready to. What about you?"

"I'm still awake. Do you want to take a walk around the grounds? There's a really pretty clearing in the woods, it's not that far."

She smiled. "Of course."

They grabbed their coats and headed outside. They walked to the forest near Harry's house, and Harry held her hand as he led her to the pathway. "Don't worry, it's safe. I made sure it would be."

She smiled. "I knew it would be. I remember how much you love walks. We would always take walks remember? That's what we did."

He sighed. "Yeah I remember. Every time I thought about you so much that I couldn't do anything, I would take a walk. Every time a memory of you suffocated me, I would take a walk. Whenever I couldn't take another thought of you, another feeling, another ounce of you, I would take a walk." He laughed. "God I sound sad."

She squeezed his hand. Before she could say anything, she lost her breath. They were at the most beautiful clearing she had every seen. They were on a hill, overlooking a little lake. It was surrounded by trees and with the moonlight hitting the water it shined like mirror. It was beautiful. Even the air seemed different. It was such a magical place, away from the world, away from other people, away from everything. It was just the two of them, in a totally different world. She heard Harry take a deep breath beside her.

"I love it here. It's so…peaceful. Like no one else in the world can get here. Like it's just us. There's no one else at all. No one."

Hermione sighed and laid her head on his shoulder. They were still holding hands, and Harry wrapped his other hand around her waist. "It is amazing. I can easily see why you love it. I love being here, with you, in this place. It's like…"

"…everything is how it is supposed to be." They looked at each other and just smiled. Hermione yawned, and Harry did to a few seconds later. "Let's go back to the house. It's getting late."

Hermione nodded, and they headed back, still holding hands. They felt as though everything was just how it was destined to be, glad that they were feeling it together.

Author's Note: I want to apologize for taking so long to update. I had finals all of last week, so I refused to even go near , which nearly drove me mad! I finally allowed myself to sign back on yesterday night, and I caught up with all of my favorites. (I read several of the stories on a daily basis, and I always check the new ones for Harry/Hermione and Lily/James) I updated my James and Lily story, but I made the mistake of listening to The Killers as I started this update. So I sang and danced to them (they're a great band, listen to them if you haven't heard them, especially Mr. Brightside) instead of updating. I was too tired afterward, so I just went straight to sleep. So I apologize again. I hope you liked it!