Title: Table for Two
Word Count: 352
Lying on the bed, a very sleepy Hermione was trying to get up. "What time is it?" she mumbled rolling on the bed trying to reach on her watch. "Oh…It's just… ten to twelve?"
Hermione got up violently and ran towards the bathroom. "Oh my… I told Harry I'd be meeting at midday sharp!" she said angrily to herself. Murmuring and cursing to the walls, Hermione took a quick bath and ran back to her bedroom.
"What to wear? Oh, my… Harry's going to kill me!"
In London
"Where the hell is she?" Harry asked to himself. "Hermione… Where are you?" he mumbled impatiently. Harry was waiting for Hermione for thirty long minutes.
Through is mind thoughts like "She hates me" and "Why is she so late" perturbed him. Seconds later, Hermione came down the street running, with her coat half dressed and tripping on her own feet. "My God, Hermione! Seems like you've been through a furious hurricane!" said Harry looking at the breathless Hermione up and down.
"I fell asleep! I'm so sorry, Harry… I had the worst night on my whole life! I had to work until two in the morning!" said Hermione as soon as she recovered her breath. "I'm sorry!" she finalized kissing her boyfriend tenderly.
Harry looked at her angrily. "You're forgiven…" he said beaming and kissing Hermione back. "I thought that you were kidnapped or something… but let's move on to what matters" he said grasping Hermione's hand and taking her inside a restaurant.
"Wow, Harry! You amaze me everyday…" she said taking her coat off and looking up to Harry. "It looks so romantic…"
Harry smiled and called the waiter. "Waiter! A table for two! I've been told that this is the most romantic restaurant in London… I'm glad you liked it!"
Hermione held his hand firmly. "My Harry took me to the most romantic restaurant to have lunch… He's so sweet!" she said kissing him gently.
"I can take you here whenever you want… I just want to make sure you have the perfect lunch ever…" he said sweetly and kissed Hermione passionately.