Disclamer: I wish they were... but unfortunately they are not mine...

A/N: Now... This is chapter 5 (former chap 4), if you didn't read the new chapter 4 go back and do it!! HopeI didn't confuse you guys too much...

Chapter 5 - Getting Closer

It was still early in the morning, the sun was barely up, but Harry was already awake in his bed thinking about everything that happened the last couple of weeks. He was, in fact, searching his mind to find a time when he was this happy but was failing miserably. Exactly two weeks ago Hermione had apparated in his room to see how he was doing and now thanks to her, he was having the best summer ever.

Ever since he got his apparation license he's been apparating every day to Hermione's house in the morning and only leaving at night when her parents got home. They were having a wonderful time just spending time together; as the days went by they got more and more comfortable around each other and now he was sure he could talk about virtually everything with her and he thought it was the same with her too. She was slowly opening up to him and he was getting to know the real Hermione, not the bossy know-it-all that walks around Hogwarts but the shy, insecure little girl that hides behind that confident mask and the more he found out about her the more he liked. And he was also starting to realize that 'like' was maybe not the right word…

His musings were interrupted by a large black owl flying through the window, it wasn't any owl he knew or a school owl so he got up quickly and unattached the letter from the owl's leg, it was from Gringotts.

"Why would Gringotts send me a letter?" Wondered Harry while opening it.

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Dear Mr. Potter,

We are sending you this letter in order to inform you that the reading of the Will of one Sirus Black is taking place tomorrow at noon at Gringotts Bank, Solicitors Office. Your presence is required for the reading to take place.

Regards,

P. Tekgui

Gringotts Solicitor

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Harry read the letter five times until the words finally sank in. They were going to read Sirius Will. He didn't know why this was affecting him so much but all those feelings he had during the first week of holidays were coming back to him, but this time he wasn't going to sulk around in his room. He knew what he had to do so he grabbed his wand and invisibility cloak and apparated to Hermione's room.

Once he got there he saw that she was still sleeping and only now he realized that as it was still early her parents were still at home. But he didn't leave, he needed her now, he couldn't handle it by himself and although he didn't want to get her in more trouble he couldn't bring himself to apparate back home, not now when she was so close.

He quietly took off the cloak, cast a quick "Coloportus" at the door so her parents couldn't come in and went to the bed to lie beside her. He carefully got under the covers and hugged her from behind, she looked so peaceful sleeping that he didn't have the heart to wake her up. Just being here with her was enough, she made him feel safe, like he was not alone and they had slept like this before more than once when they were watching movies or listening to music so he knew she wouldn't mind. Still sleeping she snuggled closer to him and he found himself drifting off to the smell of apples and honey.

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"Hermione, wake up and open this door!" Harry heard a woman say followed by heavy knocking on the door. For a moment Harry opened his eyes and wondered where he was but as soon as he saw the shock on the beautiful brunette next to him he remembered quickly and jumped off the bed and under his cloak. After making sure that her mother could not see Harry, Hermione opened the door forcing an innocent look on her face.

"Good morning, mother. Do you want something?" She said with a fake smile.

"I just wanted to check up on you. Why was the door locked? You never locked your door before." Asked Mrs. Granger looking around the room.

"Well, since I can't leave the house I thought that I deserved at least some privacy in my own room." She replied coldly.

"Oh, honey. You know I don't like this punishment better that you do." Hermione snorted at that. "But you know how your father is…" Said Mrs. Granger pleadingly.

"Whatever. Look, it's early and I want to go back to bed so now that you saw that I'm still here… goodbye." And she closed the door on her mother locking it again. After casting a silencing spell on the room she sat on her bed and looked expectantly at Harry, who was taking off his cloak again, obviously waiting for an explanation.

"I'm so sorry, Mya." After Harry insisted for 4 days Hermione agreed in choosing a nickname for herself, and although she hated most of the ones Harry had came up with, she thought Mya was rather cute and now Harry rarely called her Hermione anymore. "It's just that I didn't want to be alone." He said in a small voice as he handed her the letter.

As she read it, understanding downed her face and she waked over to him and gave him a tight hug. "It's ok, Harry. I wouldn't want to be by myself either. Now, come here." She said sweetly as she took his hand and walked over to the bed. "I'm still tired from researching all night. Let's try to sleep a little more then we can talk about this and about what I found out." She said pulling him to bed with her.

"So that means you finished you research?" Asked Harry excitedly while making himself comfortable. She had told him that she would only tell him about her research once she was finished.

"Yes! But I'll tell you about it later. Now, sleep!" She said closing his eyes with her hand and giving him a quick peck on the lips before drifting back to sleep.

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Harry woke up to the sensation of caring fingers running through his hair. With his eyes still closed he hugged Hermione closer to him and started wondering when had he became so dependent on her. He always kept his feeling to himself and only talked when probed but now he had completely opened up to her and just being near her made him feel better, just felling her fingers in his hair made him forget about everything and everybody else in the world and he could help but smile.

"You can open you eyes. I know you are awake." Whispered Hermione in his ear, making shivers run down his spine.

"Morning." He said sleepily as he opened his eyes and took his glasses from her hand.

"Morning." She smiled up at him. "Are you feeling better?" He just nodded. "Do you want to talk about it?" She asked running her hands up and down his arm.

"Yeah… but can we do it over breakfast? I'm hungry." He replied sheepishly.

"Ok. Why don't you go make ourselves some breakfast while I wash up? I reckon that you're already pretty familiar with the kitchen." She said winking at him and standing up.

"Deal! I meet you downstairs." He said standing up himself. Truth was he knew his way around her kitchen pretty well since he'd been having all of his meals there for a week, in fact, he only went back home to shower and sleep. 'The Order is really reliable, huh? I spend my whole day away and nobody notices I'm missing. And that's because I'm the only possible savior of the world…' Thought Harry chuckling to himself as he made his way to the kitchen.

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Harry had already breakfast on the table by the time Hermione came down. She complimented him on the food but other than that they ate in silence. When Harry started to stand up to clean the table Hermione held him in place and taking a good hold of his hand she gazed into his eyes.

"You told me you wanted to talk." She said softly. "Talk to me, Harry."

"It's just…" He sighed and rested his head on her shoulder. "I know that his gone and I know that he won't come back but I guess some part of me still had a little bit of hope that he would just come see me and tell me it was all a big joke, since there was no body and all… But now with this Will thing… it just makes things official, you know? He is really not coming back." He finished in a whisper.

"It's ok, Harry." She said running a hand up and down his back. "I understand. But it's a good thing that you don't have any hope anymore. Now tomorrow you can get some closure and then you can fully heal." She kissed his temple and held him tight and he was really grateful for that. She was right he needed closure but he didn't know if he would be able to keep his emotion in check tomorrow.

"I wish you could be there with me." He said shyly.

"Oh, Harry. I wish I could go too, but you know that my parents would never let me." She said sadly but then added little brighter. "You know, you could come here in the morning and I could cheer you up until you had to leave and then when it was over you could come back here and you could tell me all about it. What do you think?"

"Thanks, it would be perfect." He replied kissing her cheek and standing up. After helping her up and putting an arm around her shoulders, he led her back upstairs to her room.

"Now, I guess it would be your turn to talk, wouldn't it?" Harry asked as they got to her room.

"What? Oh, yeah, my research!" She said excited once she remembered what he was talking about.

"Yeah, come on. Tell me already!" Said Harry eager to hear what she found out.

"Well, do you remember how we studied about Ghost Warriors in history of magic? It was in our OWLs?" Harry had no idea what she was taking about, he always slept through that class and actually slept through the test too. She must have seen the confusion on his face because she continued. "Never mind… They are warriors that come to the aid of the light side whenever there's a war. They don't respect laws or follow any government but they are said to be the most powerful warriors on earth, they have this ritual that nobody really know about that supposedly enhance your most important qualities and a training program for young witches and wizards that's supposed to be the best that is." She took a big breath and was about to continue when Harry spoke up.

"It seems great, but didn't you say something about muggles and a myth?" Asked Harry confused.

"Yes, if you just let me finish!" She replied in mock annoyance. "There is a problem in all this; you can't volunteer to this training program, you have to be invited and only then they will tell you how to get to wherever they hide. They are very secretive about this, nobody that isn't a ghost warrior know how to get there." Harry's face fell, he knew it was too good to be true, but Hermione seemed happy about it somehow and kept talking.

"So that's why I was researching muggles. You know, it was really because of muggles that they have this name. They helped in muggle wars too and as they appeared and disappeared out of nowhere, used weird clothes and killed with what, to muggles were jets of light, the muggle soldiers thought they were ghosts of ancient warriors coming to help them. Obviously nobody believed this stories and it became a myth. I started searching trying to find any report written by muggles about this subject and see if it could help us in anyway and the good news is… I found one yesterday! That's why I didn't sleep much, I wanted to finish putting the pieces together before you got here." She was clearly excited about her discoveries and Harry was starting to get his hopes up again.

"Well, apparently one night one of the warriors decided to enjoy himself a little in a muggle… er… 'night club', but he got drunk and talked a little too much. He told the soldiers that all the warriors came from a island in the pacific where the time run faster than normal and that his kind had been there since all of it's native people died after a volcano eruption in the 18th century. Of course the fact that the time run faster is because of a temporal spell that is said to have being placed in the warriors 'Boot Camp' so they can fully train their new warriors without too much time passing in the 'real world', there they can train for what would be months while here passed only weeks. Anyway, with the information about the island he gave, I narrowed down the option for two possible islands, but when checking a wizarding map I discovered that only one of this islands is present there, so obviously the one we want is the other one." She then stopped for a moment and looked at Harry. "Are you following me? I know I can be a little confusing when I'm excited and…" As Harry saw she was starting to ramble again he cut her off.

"I am! Just give me a moment to process all this information." He said quickly so she wouldn't start again. It seemed like a very good opportunity if they really got the chance to be trained by these people but Harry still had some doubts.

"Ok, let me see if I got every thing right." Harry said after a couple of minutes. "They are the best shot we've got to get training properly, they have this time spell on their island so we could get a good amount of training and still be able to come in time for school and you figured out where they hide, right?"

"Right." Answered Hermione nodding.

"But don't we still have a problem? Didn't you say that you have to be invited by them to get into their training program?" It didn't matter if they knew every bloody thing about these warriors if they refused to train them.

"People have to be invited because they don't know where they hide so they can't get there on their own, but since we know their exact location we can just go there and show them that we could make very good warriors and if that doesn't work there's always Plan B…" Replied Hermione in her most confident tone.

"Right, and what would be this Plan B?" asked Harry curious.

"Beg." Answered Hermione cheekily.

Harry had to smile at that. He knew Hermione wasn't sure about this either but it was their best shot, their only shot, and if Hermione had hope it could work that he was all for it. "Ok! Count me in."

"Great!" She said hugging him. "I was thinking that maybe we could leave after your birthday. That would give us a whole month and you could still spend your birthday here."

"Yeah, we can do that." He answered happily, then took her face in his hands and kissed her slowly, just enjoying the feeling of her lips on his. "Thank you." He said resting his forehead on hers, as they broke apart.

"For what?" She asked a little breathless.

"For everything. For being here for me. For helping me. For being you." Having said that he kissed her again, more passionate this time, conveying all his feelings for her through that kiss.

"You're welcome." Was all Hermione said when they parted before pulling him to her again and grabbing his mouth on hers.

Harry was ecstatic; he should really start thanking her more often for Hermione was all over him. He didn't even notice when it happened but they were now lying on her bed, with him on top, and her hands were everywhere, well, everywhere above the waist that is. They were kissing like their lives depended on it and Harry decided to do a little exploring of his own. He started by putting his hands under her shirt and caressing her flat belly. 'When did she get a piercing? How did I not notice this before?' Thought Harry playing with the little ring in her belly, but then all coherent thought left his mind when her lips left his mouth and she started nibbling his earlobe, as if acting on instinct his hand started going up until he reached the soft fabric of her bra, he stopped there. But instead of slapping his hand away as Harry was sure she would do, Hermione just looked deep in his eyes for a second, as if to show him she was okay with it, and started kissing him again. Now more confident since he had permission he started caressing her breast and he felt Hermione press harder against his hand while moaning in his mouth. He couldn't take it much longer, the thought of her breast on his hand her moaning was almost enough to take him over the edge, he was in pain now, physical pain, he's never been so hard in all his life and under this conditions, it wasn't a pleasant feeling. They had not talked about it yet, he wasn't sure how far Hermione was willing to go but he had to something, he couldn't keep this torture much longer.

"Mya… we have to stop." He said breathlessly moving away from her. If she wanted to continue she would say so.

"I know." She said kissing him again.

"I mean it." He said looking at her and then at where he was pressing against his leg. "I'm in serious pain here."

"Oh." She said finally understanding what he meant. "Do you need to… uh… relive yourself?" She said nodding in the direction of the bathroom.

His eyes grew wide at her question. 'Why is she asking me that?' He asked himself blushing. But he knew he really did need to so there was no point in denying. "Yeah… I do." He said not looking at her.

"Do you need a hand?" She asked playfully waving her right hand in front of him.

His head snapped up so fast he thought he would twist his neck. 'Was she just teasing or did she mean it?' He didn't know for sure but he was definitely going to find out. "What?" He asked looking at her face. But she didn't answer him, she just grabbed his shirt with her left hand to pull him to her while her right hand went to try and undo the fly of his jeans.

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