A-maze-ing Romance

Disclaimer: I don't own anything cept the plot. GO J.K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOO HOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! Sry,… that was random…

A/N: this is it! The one, the only, SEQUEL TO TENDER WORDS!!!!!!!!!!!!! No one really reads the author's note, that I know of…so whatever.

WARNING: THE FIRST THREE OR SO CHAPTERS HAVE EXTREME FLUFF! SO I CAUTION U TO ENJOY IT WHILE U CAN! CUZ LETS JUST SAY IT AIN'T GONNA LAST FOREVER…

It had been several months since that day at court. That same day, Harry came home to find that Cho had taken almost everything in the house. She even took the silverware. So Harry went on a shopping spree (with Hermione's help of course) and now, many months later, Harry's house is back to normal. Harry and Hermione have also been dating since then. Lately Harry's had something on him his mind, debating how he should ask her….

"Harry! Harry are you listening to me?" his thoughts were interrupted when Hermione started snapping her fingers in front of his face.

"What?"

"Harry I've been trying to talk to you, but you don't seem to be listening."

"Oh, sorry." he quickly apologized. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him.

"You've been drifting off lately. Something on your mind?" Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Come on, you can tell me." She gave him the look that works every time.

"All right. It's just…I've been thinking about you lately." She raised her eyebrow yet again. "Might I ask why you're thinking about me when I'm standing right here?"

Harry was never surprised at how smart she was.

"Well, I--was just thinking about what to get you for our one year anniversary." He lied. "Oh planning ahead are we?" Harry smirked, glad she didn't catch him in a lie. Then, an idea struck Harry so suddenly, he stopped dead in his tracks. The anniversary present was planted clearly in Harry's mind as he quickly thought it over.

He smiled, pleased with his brilliance. But as he glanced at Hermione, he noticed she was looking suspicious again. So as an excuse for his abrupt stop he continued to smile, differently now, and ran toward the maze just ahead of them. Just before entering it, he looked back at her. The expression on his face was clearly saying to Hermione; 'Come get me, I dare you.'

She didn't waste a second and ran straight in after him. One turn after another, a couple dead ends, and Harry finally came to his destination, Hermione hot on his heels. The center of the maze was luxurious enough after a long run through it. The walls surrounding them formed a square, with four benches against each wall. And in the middle of everything stood a dinky water fountain. Harry thirstily stepped up to it and gently pushed down the pedal with his foot. Crystal clear water moistened his lips and he gulped it in eagerly. But before he could do anything, Hermione came up behind him and stepped hard on his foot holding down the pedal.

A great spurt of water shot up his nose and in his face. He jerked away while choking on the water. After his little choking fit was over, he shot an evil look at Hermione, that soon turned into a smirk. Hermione was shaking with silent laughter, holding her sides on a bench to Harry's right. He started towards her, water still dripping from his face.

Then, seeing he wasn't slowing down, but speeding up, she sprang up and jolted in the other direction. She ran away from him in circles around the fountain, every so often chancing glances back at him.

"I hope you're thirsty!" Harry yelled. He then gathered speed and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, causing them to topple to the ground. When their rolling bodies slowed to a stop, Hermione was laying belly up on top of Harry; her head to the side of his.

They both gazed at the cloud scattered sky, admiring the heavenly glow from the cloud above as it slowly moved apart to let a ray of sunshine slip through the crevice and warm them.

Harry loosened his grip around Hermione's waist, letting her roll over and face him, blocking the sun from Harry's view. Her hair fell down the sides of her face and curtained Harry's so that she was all he could see.

He inhaled deeply, taking in the smell of both her hair and the natural, soothing smell that never left her. "I've never been so happy in my life." Harry said truthfully. "You got me wet." Hermione faked a complaint. "That was the plan." he replied. A small smile escaped Hermione's lips, and her eyes danced across his face. She reached out and ran her fingers through his hair. "I like your hair wet." she whispered.

Harry removed his wet hands from her lower back, tenderly pushed her hair behind her ears, and placed his hands on hers, which were still in his hair. He brought them down to his face and rested them there. Then he placed his wet hands on her lavish face, wetting her skin. "I love you just the way you are." he come backed. Her eyes paused and they looked deep into each other's. Both sparkled with unmistakable love for one another.

Hermione leaned in and touched lips with Harry. She came back up and argued, "I love you more." And with no further comments, they fused their mouths together right there in the middle of the abandoned maze until the sun was almost set.

Apart from the tune Harry was softly humming, only the rustle of leaves could be heard as the breeze lifted, and the young lovers enjoyed quality time. Harry rested his head in Hermione's lap, his body laying sideways on the grass. Hermione sat with her legs outstretched, subconsciously twirling a lock of Harry's hair around her finger. Harry noticed not the sun, but the glow of pink, purple, and orange cast from the setting sun when he shifted his position to face the sky. This was what made Harry realize how hungry he was for dinner.

"We should head home Herm, I wanna get dinner started."

"Mmk." They reluctantly got up and starting working their way through the maze. When they reached the end, Harry took Hermione's hand in his, and started walking while she rested her head on his shoulder. They knew they could have easily apparated home, but every minute spent together was worth it. The whole walk home was wordless.

But when they were almost home, Harry cooed, "I care about you baby." That's what Hermione loves about Harry. How he randomly says sweet things to her. Not to mention he sounds so adorable! "Awe. I care about you too baby." Hermione chimed back. They kissed gently and walked the couple houses down that were left between them and home.

Harry was so insistent to make dinner for them when they got home, Hermione asked why she couldn't at least help. "Because I love you Mione." She grinned wide as she sat down in the living room to watch some TV. That was good enough for her. Then he added, "Plus, it's my day off. You always cook for yourself and me." he shouted from the kitchen. "Thanks babe!" Hermione yelled back, her eyes now glued to the television screen.

They later enjoyed a delicious candlelit dinner and went to bed early with full tummies and heavy eyelids. They slept peacefully and awoke feeling fresh and rested the next morning.

A/N: you likie? I hope so. I've worked hard on this story, so PLEASE REVIEW. Thank you.