A/N: Sorry, I know this is short, but with my school schedule and such, I don't have much time to re-type this. So, as I say that, I will respond to "tolazytosignin". YES, I did post this on Godric's Hollow, but then there was that server problem, and all of the accounts were deleted. I continued writing this fic, but I didn't bother making a new account and posting the fic again, but now I have decided to post it on here. But it will take me a while, because the fic got deleted, but my friend thankfully printed the fic out for me.

Since I don't have much time, I'm sorry in advance for any typos and such things like that.

CHAPTER 3

They were going in the direction of the Great Hall when suddenly, Professor McGonagall had crossed their path.

"Why Albus, who is that?" she said pointing to the stretcher.

"I will explain everything as long as you alert all of the Professors to tell the students to come into the Great Hall for an announcement," replied Dumbledore.

"But Albus, can't it wait? The students have just gone to bed."

"I'm sorry Minerva, this cannot wait any longer. Now please, go tell the other Professors. I will be waiting in the Great Hall. You too Serverus, go tell your house."

The three went in different directions. Snape went down towards the dungeons, McGonagall went upstairs and Dumbledore proceeded toward the Great Hall.

Harry looked at Hermione. His heart was filled with overwhelming joy and then he thought of something. He still had a little of his new found power left and he was going to put it to good use.

"Hermione, I've got a surprise for you, but we have to go upstairs."

He had that kind of smile that just made you smile as well. He took Hermione's hand and led her out of Dumbledore's office.

..:-:..

Ron had never been so embarrassed before. In all of the years at Hogwarts, with Malfoy and his gang, he never thought that Hermione would be the one to be in his worst memory. He liked her so much; he had even kissed her thinking that she liked him to. He was wandering all around the castle trying to find something that would take his mind off of everything that had happened. Suddenly he met a mob of people rushing towards the Great Hall.

"Where's everyone going?" asked Ron curiously.

"Didn't you hear? Dumbledore has called for a mandatory meeting in the Great Hall," said a first year.

Ron though that this was very strange. Then he thought of the all-knowing Hermione and how she would be the first one there. He chuckled but was instantly over come with sadness. He stood just outside of the Great Hall not wanting to go sit down with all of the others.

Once everyone was settled, Dumbledore stood up. A silence flooded over everyone. No one knew what to expect. It was very rare that Dumbledore had called the whole school to a meeting. Even the professors were getting anxious. Finally, Dumbledore spoke so that everyone could hear him.

"I have some good news for all of you, and yes it is as important as getting your sleep. But not to worry, you will all have enough sleep as I have cancelled all of the exams and classes for tomorrow."

Everyone broke out in cheer. They were going to have a day off. The professors were the ones who were ultimately shocked at this news. What reason did the Headmaster have to cancel classes?

"Now settle down, settle down. There is a reason why I have decided this. I would like to inform all of you that the war is over. Lord Voldemort is dead."

At once all of their jaws dropped. They couldn't believe what Dumbledore had said. Voldemort dead? It couldn't be. Then there was a sudden awe as Dumbledore revealed the body of Tom Riddle. Some looked away in case he would wake up and kill them all, while others looked head on in amazement.

"Yes, he is dead, and I know all of you are dieing to know so I might as well say it. The person who killed Lord Voldemort is… Harry Potter. But let me tell you al now. You are not to bother him or ask him anything."

Each person in the Great Hall cheered. They couldn't believe it; the boy who lived had become the boy who killed. Instead of being overcome with joy, Ron had become furious. Once again, his friend Harry Potter got to be in the spotlight. He pictured the headlines now. "Harry Potter kills Voldemort," or better yet there would be a picture of Ron and Harry, and Ron would be the "unidentified friend." There was also another person there that was feeling furious at the time too. His name was Draco Malfoy. He wasn't going to let Harry get away with his behavior this time. No, he was going to get his revenge.

"Harry Potter, I will avenge the Dark Lord. I am coming for you," muttered Malfoy. Soon, both of the boys sneaked away with the shadows.

..:-:..

Ron decided to go to sleep. He thought that since everyone was at the feast, no one would be in the common room to bother him. Ron's jealousy was stating to cool off. He started to wander around the castle again, losing his way here and then, almost falling asleep on the way to the Gryffindor tower.

..:-:..

Harry had taken Hermione to the portrait of the Fat Lady. She was wondering what the surprise could be. Suddenly, instead of going into the common room, Harry took her aside.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"Say anything that comes to mind."

"Uh, ok. Pink Lizards."

"Pink lizards? Why in the world would you think of that?"

"I don't know. You told me to just say something, so I did. Why did you ask me to say something anyway?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"You will see, stand back."

Harry stood in front of the portrait next to the Fat Lady. It was a portrait of a ghost that looked like he wasn't too happy. Taking his wand in his right hand, Harry muttered a spell she had never heard before and he waved it in a strange pattern several times. Suddenly Harry stopped and said, "Pink Lizards." Her eyes grew wide as the portrait swung open, just like the one of the Fat Lady did.

"Come on in to your own secret get away," said Harry smiling broadly.

Hermione walked in with amazement filled in her eyes. It looked like another common room, except it was different. There were a couple of door that had labels on them. One said 'Library' and another said 'Greenhouse/Garden.' There were many doors there and then her eyes fell onto one of the doors that was a different color than the others. This one was crimson and on it there was a sign that said 'Hermione's Room.'

She turned to Harry and didn't know what to say. He had made her dreams come true. Hermione now had access to every single subject there was to study. Tears of overwhelming joy came from her eyes. Harry came in and observed his creation. He wanted to make a place where Hermione and him could do their work and have some fun too. But the thing that made this special was that no one knew of this place except for the two of them. It would be a place they could go to get away from everyone, especially after he had killed Voldemort just a while ago. He was happy he could do this for Hermione. He felt she deserved every bit of this gift. Unfortunately, he had given all his power he had left into it so it was not all in the new "common room" he had made.

Hermione had run over to Harry. She hugged him for the longest time, not knowing how to thank him.

"Thank you so much Harry! You don't know what this means to me."

"It's all right, I knew you would like this. Did you see the doors linking to our homes?"

"No! I didn't see them! Do you mean, that even if we weren't at Hogwarts we could still come here directly from where we live? Harry, I don't know what to say! This is so much, how can I ever repay you?"

"Just a thank you is enough. Why don't we go downstairs, I am starting to get really hungry."

"Oh right! Let's go, you definitely must be hungry."

They went back outside of the newly made room, arms around each other.

..:-:..

Ron was just coming up the stairs when he saw the portrait of an old ghost open and two people come out of it. He started to come closer to the pair when suddenly he realized who it was.

"Harry, I still can't thank you enough," he heard Hermione say.

"It's all right Hermione," replied Harry, "come here you silly sweet bee."

Harry and Hermione briefly kissed after she laughed at what Harry had said. Ron couldn't believe it. A couple of hours ago that was what he had done. Not only that, but Hermione wanted to be with Harry. Ron now hated Harry beyond what he ever thought was possible. He had done so much to him that Ron was not about to forgive Harry. Harry had taken his love away from him and he was not about to let that slide.

"Harry, you truly are amazing," whispered Hermione with a gentle smile on her face.

Suddenly, as if a snowball was thrown at her, she froze stiff.

"Hermione? What's wrong? Are you okay?" asked Harry frantically.

"Ron!" yelled Hermione.

Harry turned around and there in front of him was Ron, with his want pointed right at him.

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A/N: Well, I'm not sure when the next update will be, maybe like towards the end of next week. I hope you like this story, and I appreciate any and all reviews!

That being said, have a great rest of your day!