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Chapter 7: A Home to Share

"Ron, I'm worried. Harry said he'd be right behind me. It's been another hour." said Hermione pacing the floor.

"Hermione, I'm sure he's fine. He's a big boy." said Ron unsuccessfully trying to make her feel better.

"I just know something's wrong" she said starting to cry. Suddenly the door opened and there stood Harry. He was covered in blood, his face was chalk white and his leg appeared to be broken. Ron and Hermione both stood up in shock.

"Harry, what happened?" asked Ron.

"M-M-Malfoy." was all he said before he passed out and fell to the floor.

"Ron! What's wrong with him?" asked a panicking Hermione.

"I don't know Hermione, but you really need to calm down this is not the time." said Ron forcefully. Hermione stopped talking, but continued to cry even harder.

"Harry? Harry, wake up. Wake up mate!" said Ron as he started to shake him.

"Ron don't touch him! He could be hurt." cried Hermione.

"Well I don't know how else to wake him up." yelled Ron getting frustrated.

"What if you put something cold on his face?"

"Yeah, go get me a cold hand towel." Hermione ran to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. She could barely keep her hands steady from shaking so much."

"Hermione where are you with that bloody towel!" yelled Ron. She jumped and ran back to the main room. Harry still hadn't woken up. She quickly handed Ron the wet towel. Ron patted Harry's face with it for a second before setting it on his forehead. After about five minutes Harry began to finally stir.

"Hermione. Where's Hermoine?" he asked.

"I'm right here Harry." she grabbed his hand.

"Harry do you think your good enough to stand up and get over to the bed?" asked Ron.

"I can't walk well; I think my leg is broken."

"I can fix that." said Hermione. She pointed her wand at Harry's leg and muttered a spell. "And I can clear most of the blood off too."

"Thanks Hermione" Harry muttered weakly.

"So Harry, what happened." asked Ron.

"I was just leaving my parent's graves when Malfoy came. He told me that he was supposed to take me back with him, and I refused. I forgot my wand here, so I couldn't defend myself. I just barely got away from him. A few lights came on in some house's and people started coming out so he apparated. I swear I'm going to get him back though."

"Oh Harry. I'm so sorry I wasn't there. I should have been there." said Hermione.

"Don't blame yourself Hermione. This wasn't your fault, and if you were there he could have hurt you."

"Some birthday huh mate?" asked Ron. Harry gave a fake laugh and nodded.

"You should rest Harry. If we're going to search for a place to stay tomorrow then your gonna need all your strength." said Hermione.

Harry didn't sleep well that night. He kept having nightmares. Finally around 7 he got up. Hermione woke not long after.

"So tomorrow's the big day." she said.

"Yeah it is. We're gonna have so much fun, I've got everything planned out." he said smiling at her. She smiled back.

"Really? What are we going to do?"

"That's a surprise." he replied.

Harry had to wake Ron up, and once they were all dressed they went downstairs to have breakfast.

They spent their breakfast eating pancakes and sausages, and talking to the little old lady that owned the bed and breakfast. They had been the only one's that stayed last night.

The rest of the day was fairly eventful. They met many interesting people. One man said he traveled to America and met an alien, and a woman who had three arms. They walked around the area, looking at different houses and apartments that were for sale. Finally they decided on a charming little blue house about a mile away from the main road. It had four bedrooms, a kitchen, bathroom, and a living room. They made the arrangements so they could move in right away, and they were soon unpacking their things.

Since there was only three of them and they all got their own rooms, Hermione decided to make the fourth room into a library. She conjured up a few book cases and was soon happily filling them with books.

Ron was in the next room decorating his walls with pictures of the Chudley Cannons. He could be heard complaining at his awful sticking charms. He would cast the spell, the posters would slowly fall from the walls and he would start cursing them with language Hermione highly disapproved of.

Harry had quickly unpacked his belongings. He put all his clothes in the closet, and set a few pictures on his bedside table. One of his parents, himself and Hermione, and the last of himself, Hermione, and Ron. He put his broom away in his closet as well. He wouldn't be needing it for quidditch much now.

They all spent the rest of the day getting the furniture in the living room and kitchen the way they liked it. Hermione went out once by herself, and when she came back Harry and Ron found the kitchen full of food.

When night arrived, Harry started a fire in the fireplace. Hermione curled up on the couch with a book, and Harry and Ron sat on the floor playing wizard chess. Harry decided that he liked living with Hermione and Ron like this, and hoped they would have many happy years like this if all their plans went well.

A/N: Sorry its taking me forever to update. I'm really sorry, I've been really busy. So here's the latest chapter. I know you probably were expecting the date with Harry and Hermione, but I decided to wait next chapter and get this one out since I hadn't updated in a while. I'm on vacation now for the next week from school so The next one should be out soon. Hope you enjoyed this one and remember to please read and review. I'd like to get at least 6 reviews before I update again.