Story: A Blast From the Past
Author: J.E.A.R.K.Potter (Jackie)
Rating: M
Disclaimer: See chapter 1!

Thanks to my reviewers!

Rotten Deliah: Yeah... Harry is 17 and Hermione is 18... Eh, nothing really major with their reactions... But things will come where they will react to little James!

Miranda G. Potter: Yeah, she does catch on pretty fast...

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Erin: We've talked about most of this already... Oh! I'll be sending you something that I actually think you'll laugh about...
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Chapter 3
Getting To Know
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Lily and James walked through the door, having finished their class. Dumbledore smiled at the two.

"Mr. Potter, Miss Evans -- will you please show these three to the old professor's room? I believe all of the needed items for your stay will be in there, Mr. Ero and Miss Pumble. There will be a crib in there for James," Dumbledore said.

Older James looked at the baby. "His name is... -Ow! Evans! That hurt!" he said as Lily elbowed him.

"Thank you, professor," Hermione said.

Harry nodded.

Lily took lead as she and James led them to the old room. "This is Potter beside me. Not much of a help, really..."

"Evans! That's not fair!" James said.

Lily looked at him. "Honestly... Anyways, who are you three?"

"I'm... Malik Ero."

"Siri Pumble. This is our son, James," Hermione said.

"Was James named after any one?" James asked.

Harry nodded. "The name James was my father's name. Then his middle name is Herald -- Her... Siri's father's name."

Lily smiled. "If I ever have a child, I'd want to name it Harry, my father's name. Or else Rose, after my mum."

James thought for a moment. "I'd say I'd want to name a boy James, as in a junior. Or else Michaela, after my mum."

"I think that is one of the sweetest things I've heard you ever say, James Potter," Lily said.

"Believe it or not, Lily Evans, I can be sweet," James smiled as he took the lead of the bunch.

Harry looked at Hermione, then back up ahead.

"Here is the old professor's dorm. Dumbledore said things should be in there. If you need any help, just go to his office. The password is M 'n M. We'll let you settle. Supper is in the Great Hall -- hard to miss it. If you can't find it, ask around. Just don't ask the people with Slytherin badges. They're not the nicest people to be around, especially Severus Snape. See you at seven!" James said he, then, walked off in a bit of a hurry.

Lily rolled her eyes. "Insensitive prat! The password here is Godric. If you need to get a hold of me when class isn't in secession, I'll be outside by the lake, in the Gryffindor commons -- the password is talc, or in the head's commons -- the password is barium. At supper I'll introduce you to my friend. James, if he isn't being horrid, will probably introduce you to the Marauder's --- they'll explain. Anything else before I let you settle down for your stay?"

Hermione shook her head. "Thank you, Lily. You've been a big help."

Lily smiled. "See you at seven, then," she said and walked off.

"Godric," Harry said. The portrait looked at them a bit oddly, but allowed them in.

Hermione went and laid James down in the crib, kissing his forehead. He almost immediately fell asleep. Harry sat down on the bed, his head in his hands.

"Do you think it's wrong for me to say I hope we don't go back for a long time?" he asked softly, looking over at Hermione.

Hermione went and sat down by Harry. "No, I don't. You deserve the chance to get to know your parents and Sirius better, Harry. Listen, why don't you go and take a shower before supper? We have to play it cool in front of Lupin, Sirius, and..."

"PETER! What if..."

"Harry James Potter! You know the rules! No..."

"It's nice to think about, though, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is, Harry... It'd alter the future too much, though. We might not be together. We might not have James..."

Harry nodded. "Did I tell you today I love you?"

"Yes, but I don't mind hearing it again," she leaned in and kissed him deeply.

Harry leaned them back on the bed and started kissing her neck lightly.

((Everyone -- If you don't want to read a sex scene... Then scroll down till you get the message that the scene has STOPPED!))

Hermione bit her bottom lip, a classic sign Harry had noticed when she was trying either to think of something that was a difficult subject or she was enjoying herself but holding back a little. Harry brought her up holding her around the waist as she had her arms around his neck softly leaving butterfly kisses everywhere. He looked over at James's crib, noting her was still asleep.

"James is asleep, what about my shower?" he whispered into her ear, softly biting her ear lobe.

"You should go take that," she said, almost sadly.

"All by myself?"

Hermione smiled, and then stood up. She looked at him, and then walked into the bathroom. Harry followed her, stripping off his clothes as he hobbled in there.

"Go on, get in," she said, sitting down on the by the sink.

Harry's eyes went wide. He was standing there in the bathroom, looking at Hermione. She rolled her eyes.

"Fine," he muttered, turned on the shower to his liking, then got in and shut the door.

Hermione waited for a few minutes, when he was washing his hair, to take off her clothes and put on a towel. She walked over and opened the shower door. "What's up?" he asked, grinning.

Harry shook his head, getting her wet. "Eh, nothing really," he said, not looking at her.

"Fine... Don't want me in..." she gave a fake pout.

Harry opened his eyes. He saw before him the woman he loved. You could barely see the top of her breast in the maroon towel that covered her. "I... Never said that, Mione," he said.

Hermione nodded. She saw before her a very muscular body. It seemed his hair could be tamed down when wet, but Hermione knew the second it was even part way dry it was a goner. His hair was a part that made him Harry. All that mattered was he loved him and that very second. She slowly took off the towel, revealing to Harry what he knew as her. She stepped into the shower, looking straight into his emerald eyes...

He looked into her milk chocolate eyes. He knew what was below her eyes. Her angelic nose that had a way of sort of wrinkling when she didn't like something, her lips worn from his kisses, yet somehow still able to be full and curved into her smile he fell in love with each time he saw it. Below her lips... Each time they would do something like this, it seemed like the forbidden yet so familiar wonderland that never cease to amaze him.

She leaned up and kissed him. His lips met hers at full attack. Many passionate kisses were shared as Harry started exploring her body. He felt every inch possible to where his hands allowed him to reach besides inside of her. Almost demanding him to continue on his search, she pushed him up against the wall, nipping at his neck while grabbing him, using her hand to full advantage at the moment. He let out a small moan. Opening their eyes, Harry picked Hermione up, making it so her legs were, at the time, wrapped around his torso. She was then up against the wall, her fingers slowly running their way through his hair.

Hermione lowered her body, still clutching him. She moved her hips, almost an invitation. Harry took it, slowly making his way into her. Both let out a sigh of relief. It was a knowing sigh. They felt like they were somewhere where they knew everything about. At first it was slow thrusting, almost teasing Hermione. She enjoyed all of it till she couldn't take it any longer. She arched her back, making him go deeper in. She gasped, just like she always had. The thrusting got faster and faster, Harry was breathing heavily and unevenly. Hermione was breathing along with each thrust, almost wanting to scream. She bit her bottom lip not to and was digging her nails into Harry's back.

Harry pulled Hermione as closed to him as possible, making her gasp again, digging further into his back Her lip felt numb from biting. Harry let out a collapsing moan, meaning he was done. She rested her head on his shoulder. Both of their breathing was still off. Slowly Hermione made her way so he was out. That feeling was something both dreaded. She kissed him softly.

(It is now safe to come out if you were hiding.)

"Wash up," she whispered. She exited the shower and put on a blue robe that hung in there next to a green one.

Harry nodded and shut the door, just standing there in the hot water.

Hermione went out to check on James. She blinked when she saw an empty crib where her little boy should have been "HARRY!" she screamed.

Almost immediately Harry was out by her in the green robe. When he saw the empty crib the only thing he said was, "Oh shit..."
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(A/N) Hey people... Well, guessing that most of you have read HPHBP... Knowing the H/Hr doesn't happen and won't because J.K. called us blind... sighs But that is why there is fan fiction! Ellie-00 has a story that she wrote... It's wonderful. It's something that us H/Hr's who still wish it'd happen need... Erin wrote something as well, which I do read a lot, Erin... sighs Anyways... Do not think for one minute I will not continue writing H/Hr! Fan fiction as MADE so we as readers could twist an author's writing so we can write. That is what I shall continue to do. Now... Click the little button below and please review me!

Jackie (J.E.A.R.K.Potter