They got out of the car and walked towards the restaurant. Tonks was in her Auror mode, looking for any strange activity. Harry held open the door for Hermione, being the gentlemen he was. Harry saw Mr. Granger pull out his wife's chair so she could sit. Harry thought he should do the same thing with Hermione's chair.
"Thank you, Harry," said Hermione with a peculiar look on her face.
The waiter brought them water and took their orders and rushed back to fill them. While they waited, Mr. and Mrs. Granger and Tonks sipped on their waters. Hermione reached for her water, but spilled it. It spilled mainly on Harry's lap. He jumped up trying to dry it.
"Ohh Harry, I am so sorry ," exclaimed Hermione, red filling her cheeks.
Harry thought she looked like she was going to cry and wondered why it embarrassed her so much. Accidents happen he thought.
"It's ok, Hermione," said Harry.
Hermione did a drying spell when she knew no muggle was looking. They finished their meal and got back on the road again. The last hour of their car ride was quiet until Tonks started telling some jokes. They all laughed at them and that broke the icy silence.
"This is it" Hermione said a tad nervously to Harry as they pulled onto a blacktop driveway. It was a long winding driveway that led up to a large, blue three-story house. Harry thought it looked like a mansion because it was much larger than the Dursley's house. It was about twenty minutes outside of London, far enough away from the city, but close enough to Mr. and Mrs. Granger's dentist office. It got dark quickly as they unloaded the car. Mr. and Mrs. Granger said goodnight to Harry, Hermione, and Tonks because they had an early morning at work tomorrow. Hermione showed Tonks her room, close to Harry's room for his protection. She bid them a goodnight and went to sleep.
Hermione showed Harry his room last. She had picked the best room for him because she knew he would love the view. Outside the bay windows, there were many trees surrounding a decent size pond.
"Wow, Hermione!" exclaimed Harry," I love you, thank you."
She blushed as she took the trunk out of her pocket and enlarged it. Harry thought of the picture.
"Hey, Hermione?" asked Harry as he rummaged through his trunk.
"Yes, Harry," replied Hermione.
He found the picture and held it up," Do you remember when this was taken?"
"Yes, I think it was near the beginning of sixth year," answered Hermione, not looking Harry straight in the eye.
"Now, if you need me, I'll be straight across the hall," said Hermione quickly.
She hastily gave him a kiss on the cheek and departed to her room. Harry stared at the door questioning what the kiss was about. He dug out some pyjamas and decided to unpack the rest the next day. As he was getting ready to fall asleep, he wondered what tomorrow would bring.