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The Day I Woke up in My Best Friend's Bed

Chapter Fourteen: Confrontations Part Two

Ooh I love Hermione so much. I love her because she's a fantastic person, she's sexy and she always knows how to calm me down. She's so beautiful … I can hardly believe she's here with me.

"Hey Harry," she murmured sleepily after we made love on the couch.

"Yeah?"

"What are we doing now?"

I chuckled and said, "I don't know. What do you want to do Hermione?"

She raised her head and looked down at me. "Can we watch Ten Things I Hate About You?"

I smiled and said "Sure. Anything for my beautiful Mione."

She grinned and kissed me before rolling off me and going to put the DVD in the player. Once it was ready and she had pressed the play button, she walked back over to the couch to lie down on top of me.

"What happened to not watching the TV naked?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her.

She smirked and said, "While you were out I was a little bored so I blocked the fireplace and put up Apparition wards so that no one can Apparate in."

I grinned and nuzzled her neck. "You're fantastic Mione."

"I know I am," she said grinning at me. "I'm modest too."

"Ha, yes," I said sarcastically, leaning up and kissing her lips lightly. She smiled and then turned her head to watch the movie.

Well, we made up with Molly the next day. Hermione and I took the day off work so we went around to the Burrow to talk to her. That was a big success. She apologized for overreacting and Hermione and I apologized for yelling at her.

That was the day that we told her about us getting married. She was overjoyed at the prospect of a wedding. I actually think we should have told her about the engagement before the children but it doesn't matter now.

Anyway, a couple of weeks passed and Hermione and I decided to move back into Grimmauld Place. It had been years since I'd been in there – the last time I was there was before Sirius died.

"It'll be alright Harry," Hermione said in a soothing voice as we stood on the doorstep.

I nodded and turned the handle and walked through the doorway. We stepped into the hallway and I looked around at the dark and dusty hallway.

"Maybe we should have bought another house," I said, grabbing hold of Hermione's wrist as I saw something small run across the hallway.

"Don't be silly Harry," she said squeezing my hand. "Honestly, it's fine."

"It is not," I said indignantly. "Look at all this dust! And I can bet there's more dead crap in here than when we were attempting to clean it out in the summer of 5th year. Come on Hermione. We should just go and buy a house."

"No Harry. Someone's been taking care of it for me," she said with a knowing smile. "He's worked very hard over the years and got rid of all the disgusting little things we couldn't get rid of, including that vile portrait of Sirius' mother."

"Who?" I asked in surprise.

"Harry Potter sir!" squeaked a small voice from the end of the corridor. It was Dobby. "Harry Potter!" he squealed, running down the corridor and attaching himself to Harry in a tight hug.

"Uh hi Dobby. I thought you were at Hogwarts," I said in confusion.

"Harry Potter forgets that Dobby is a free house elf," the elf said proudly, looking up at me. "Miss Granger asked Dobby to come clean up this house and she paid Dobby three times what Professor Dumbledore gave me!"

I smiled and looked at Hermione who was positively beaming down at Dobby. "So, the house is clean?"

Dobby nodded and said "Very much so. Apart from this dust in the corridor. Dobby has cleaned out everything, apart from the old master's room. Dobby was told not to disturb it."

"Alright. Thank you Dobby," I said, gently prising the house elf off his leg. "Should we go and have a look through then?"

"Sure."

"Dobby will show you Harry Potter sir!" Dobby squeaked, running towards the end of the corridor.

"Hey, Dobby, could you actually go and make us some lunch?" Hermione asked, squeezing my hand, knowing that I just wanted to look through the house without the small elf squeaking about how he missed me so much over all these years.

Dobby smiled broadly and said, "Whatever Miss says! What would Harry Potter and Miss like?"

Hermione smiled and said "How about some sandwiches?"

"Alright!" Dobby said, rubbing his hands together. "I will serve them when Harry Potter is finished looking through the house."

"Thanks Dobby," I said, watching the house elf walk back through towards the kitchen. "Come on Hermione," I said, pulling her towards the rest of the house.

It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I mean, I was a little nervous about being back at Sirius' old house, but apart from that everything was fine. The house was much brighter than what I remembered – although I supposed this was because Dobby had opened windows and lit candles. Well, Hermione and I walked through the different rooms, not saying much apart from commenting on Dobby's work or something that had happened in a particular place.

Well, we finally made our way to Sirius' room, the one that Dobby had been told not to touch. "Harry, I told Dobby not to touch this room for a reason," Hermione said, her hand on the door handle.

"Why?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Does it have all the dead stuff in it?"

She smiled and said "No. I think you'll understand why I asked him not to touch it when you walk in."

And she opened the door and allowed me to walk through into the room. As soon as I saw it, I could feel tears coming to my eyes and my throat suddenly felt dry. Sirius' room was covered in Hogwarts and Gryffindor banners, along with a big four-poster bed. To the left of the room was a huge bookcase, full of his old school books, other spell books and Quidditch books. To the right of the room was a closet, presumably full of Sirius' old clothes. And then next to the closet was a door, which, I found out later, led to a bathroom.

I choked back the tears and turned around and hugged Hermione tightly. She laughed softly and patted my back. "I cleaned it up slightly but everything is here," she said, pulling back and looking up at me.

"I love you," I whispered, leaning down and kissing her lightly on the lips.

She smiled and said, "Love you too."

"Harry Potter sir!" came Dobby's squeak from the door. "Lunch is ready Sir and Miss!"

"Thanks Dobby," Harry said smiling and leading Hermione out of the room. We walked down to the kitchen and sat down at the table to eat the many sandwiches he had laid out on the table. "Hey Hermione."

She looked up at me.

I smiled and said "Thanks."

She smiled back and kissed me on the cheek. "Its always my pleasure Harry."

"I love you so much," I murmured, leaning forward and kissing her.

"Mmm," she murmured into my mouth, deepening the kiss. We broke apart and she said "I love you too Harry."

A/N: yes, well, I'm sorry that was so short…and I've decided 2 not write review replies anymore…simply cuz they're getting too many I don't have much time on my hands anymore. But I would love 2 say a huge thanks to all who reviewed…u guys really do give me ideas 'n all that and I love you all! Plz remember 2 review so u fuel my ideas :D luv ya all! Oh and a huge shout 2 Andrew 4 editing 'n all that wonderful stuff…luv ya hun :D

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