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Moving out

"What now?" Hermione asked.

"I heard they've got some wedding chapels downtown. We can watch people get married!" exclaimed Harry.

"And why would we want to do that?" asked Chelsea confusedly

"You got something better?" Harry replied. Chelsea did not say anything.

"That's what I thought," said Harry.

"Shut up and let's go," said Chelsea and they got back into the car. This time, Chelsea drove downtown and they arrived at the chapel. It was heart-shaped ("Must be hard to build this place," piped Hermione) and inside they sat on the bench in the back of the room. They were amused at first, but after watching at least six couples getting hitched, they got bored. AGAIN.

The four decided to go home, seeing that it's almost five o' clock and it would take them about one hour to drive home.

In the car, the four was silenced by their own thoughts. Harry, who drove home, was holding Hermione's hand, who was sitting on the passenger's seat. Chelsea and Ron were in the back. She was looking out the window while leaning on Ron's chest. All were buried in their own thoughts.

Hermione: Am I and Harry going anywhere? I mean, we've been going out for so long and I mean, we've had fights before, but is this really going anywhere?

Harry: Maybe it's time that I do something. Maybe I should ask Hermione to marry me or something. I mean, Mum and Dad were what, 18, 19 when they were married? We're 18, well, she's 17, but I mean, I don't exactly want to keep on going like this. I want to take this somewhere.

Ron: I'm hungry...I'm going to attack that refrigerator when we get there!

Chelsea: What were those people thinking! Getting married in a heart-shaped chapel? I mean, if you're serious about it, why not get married in a church? Muggles...

They pulled over in the driveway and everyone got out of the car. They started chatting again, and in 10 minutes Sirius popped into the living room. He was headed to the refrigerator, followed closely by Ron. The two emptied out 1/4 of the fridge. Later on they rented at least 10 movies and fell asleep in the living room.

Now fall is approaching. Chelsea, Ron, Harry, and Hermione decided to move into a two bedroom flat just outside of Diagon Alley. Hermione and Chelsea are to share a room and Harry and Ron are sharing.

They have been living in the flat for about two months now, and one Saturday afternoon, Ron and Chelsea went out for some coffee and to rent movies. Once they got back, they were nauseated and surprised to find Harry and Hermione snogging on the couch, ready to shag.

Chelsea and Ron's eyes widened at the sight and Hermione and Harry parted when Chelsea said, "What the hell..."

They were wrapped in an awkward silence for a while until Chelsea broke it.

"Well, this is awkward..."

"You guys weren't supposed to be back until five!" protested Harry.

"It's 5:15, ding dong, " snapped Ron. Hermione and Harry blushed.

"So, which movies did you bring home?" said Hermione quickly, trying to change the subject and ending the awkwardness of the moment.

"You realized you just glued something that's so nauseating in my head, right?" stated Chelsea numbly; she was still in shock.

"Shut up and just be mature about it," snarled Harry. Chelsea's face reddened, which means she's boiling inside.

"Ok, we brought back "The Longest Yard" and..." said Ron, trying to stop the World War III that is about to start. Quickly, Chelsea calmed down and finally they all watched the movies peacefully.

Later that afternoon, after they had finished tow movies, Chelsea cleared her throat and started speaking in a serious tone.

"Ok, I really have to say this now," she started. All six eyes were on her.

"I think we need to work out the room arrangements again," she continued awkwardly.

"I agree, for once," Harry replied.

"Me too," said Ron

"I do too," finished Hermione.

"So...I think we all know where we'll be sleeping from now on, so...I think we should start moving..." started Chelsea

"Now," finished Harry.

"Ok. Here we go." said Hermione. The four left the living room awkwardly and went to their rooms. Harry and Chelsea packed their things and switched rooms. The beds are transfigured into one bed in each room. So now Harry and Hermione are free to do their God-knows-what without any disturbance. They were perfectly comfortable sharing a room for the first time, since it's not going to be the first time they have ever shared a bed (if you know what that means). However, for Ron and Chelsea...things might be a bit weird at first.

It's nighttime and this is when the awkwardness started coming out.

"So...can I take the left side of the bed?" piped Chelsea

"Sure. I like the right side anyway," agreed Ron.

"Good." said Chelsea. She already had her pj shorts and her tank top on. She laid on the bed and pulled the comforter up while Ron was still taking off his pants. Chelsea suddenly sat up and giggled at the sight of his boxers.

"Broomsticks, eh?" she said. Ron blushed.

"Cute. Hot. Very...manly." she continued.

"Thanks...I guess," said Ron. He laid on the bed and pulled up his comforter and closed his eyes. Chelsea was still sitting, so Ron sat up too.

"What's up?" he asked her.

"Um...nothing," she lied.

"You can't lie, Chels."

"Don't remind me,"

"So what's wrong?"

"Nothing...it's just that...I can't believe we're sleeping together. In one bed."

"Is that not okay because I can always sleep on the couch you know..." said Ron but he was cut off by Chelsea.

"No, It's okay, I mean, it's not like we're having sex or anything. We promise we'd wait, right?" asked Chelsea.

"'Course we're waiting. SO then what's up?"

"Nothing's wrong. I just can't believe I'll get to find out wether you sleep talk or sleep walk or maybe even snore by tonight."

They chuckled and laid down. They talked a while and finally drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, in the next room...

Harry and Hermione were in the middle of a heavy shagging session.

Hermione moaned, "Harry" breathlessly and he silenced her with his lips.

"'Mione will you marry me?" he moaned back while he kissed her neck. To Harry's surprise, Hermione pulled off. She pulled the sheet up to her chest and sat up so quickly. Harry did so too.

"You're not asking me just because we had sex, do you?"

"No, of course not. I've been thinking about it ever since we got back from London this summer. I mean...I think we should get married. I'm really ready. I'll give anything up, whatever it takes I don't care as long as you're by my side. I thought about this for months now and I've been trying to ask you but the words wont come out of my mouth until now. So...will you marry me, Hermione Jane Granger?" asked Harry.

Hermione was nearly in tears and her voice croaked when she said," Of course Harry. I love you."

They smiled at each other and Hermione suddenly said, " How are we going to tell my parents? Your parents? Ron and Hermione? And the rest?"

"Don't worry about them right now. Now where were we?" he said seductively.

"I believe we were right... here," leaned Hermione and they kissed endlessly...

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