Chapter 4
Alright. For the :checks records: Right, for the fourth time, and definitely not the last, Emily K. does not own any right at all to Harry Potter, or any other characters that are from any of the HP series. All credit to THOSE books and the creation of those characters belongs to JKR…not Emily K.
A/N Well I woke up kind of late this morning a little groggy, got my coffee, and came into the computer den to look up my story stats…WOW…1105 hits to this moments, and 9 reviews. Now while that might not be very many to most pro writers, it's pretty big to me! So…I'm writing more!
Harry and Ron joined the rest of the family when there was a knock at the door.
"Oh I'll get it Molly!" Harry said, finding another excuse to leave the room. He jogged lightly to the door and pulled it open only to have his jaw hit the floor. There on the front door step was Ginny Weasley.
"Ginny?" Was all he could manage to say.
"Hello Harry," Ginny smiled, "Ar…Are you here for dinner?"
"Uh, well yeah actually I am," Harry raked a hand through his already unkempt hair.
"You know, Harry, you're a lot cuter when you're not fidgeting." She openly flirted with him. Ginny Weasley had been gone for nearly eight years. Not long after the war, she had 'fallen in love' with none other than the Slytherin King, Draco Malfoy. He had crossed over to the light side of course and had fought along side the youngest Weasley throughout the war. After the initial shock to her family, Ginny had openly flaunted her relationship with Draco throughout the wizarding world. It was a few months afterwards that Ginny and Draco had disappeared.
"Harry dear whose at the door?" Hermione asked coming around the corner and sliding her back hand into his jeans pocket. She smiled up at him and looked at the open door way and was shocked to see the very displeased look on Ginny Weasley's face.
"Ginny! Merlin where in blazes have you been!" Hermione squealed and pulled the younger witch into a hug, and attracting the attention of the rest of the Weasley clan, who came curiously to the front door as well.
"Ginny! A little help here?" They heard someone shout from down the walkway. Everyone peering around the redheaded witch, they found Draco Malfoy stumbling up the walk with what appeared to several luggage bags. Smiling slightly, Ginny turned and took two of the bags from him and looked back at her friends and family.
"Well are you just going to stand there or can I take my things up to my room?" She asked heatedly. Everyone parted like the red sea and let her and Draco pass through.
"Gin! Dinner's on the table when you come down! Don't tarry too long!" Molly called up at the retreated backs of the two. "Well then, lets eat shall we?" Ushering the group into the kitchen, everyone took their seats around the table. Rather than sit beside Harry, Hermione sat across from him.
"So Harry, Hermione here was just telling us about the couple of months you two have been together," Charlie said sipping on his butter beer. Ron's head jerked up and he glared at Harry, as he dropped his fork.
"Hermione, what are you talking about, it's only been-" Harry stopped and gasped as Hermione's foot came in contact with his shin. "Wow you are right sweat heart; it's been a month and half. Time just seems to have flown by. Sorry for the misleading information Ron mate, honest mistake." Harry said rubbing his shin and glowering at Hermione.
Ginny and Draco chose to join the family at that moment. Draco sitting next to Charlie and Ginny squeezed in next to Harry.
"Hiya Harry," she said brightly. The bunch sat in an awkward silence, not wanting to ask the questions that they wanted to ask.
"So where did you and Hermione go on your fist date?" Ron asked, smirking.
"Harry and Hermione, date?" Ginny asked.
"Actually…It was er…" Hermione was at a loss for words. She looked frantically at Harry.
"It was, er…The grocery mart?" He ventured. Hermione slapped her forehead.
"The grocery mart?" Everyone asked at once. Again, Harry had to wince and form and feeble smile as Hermione attacked his other shin.
"What did I miss, I'm gone for eight years and then I come home to find these two are shagging!" Ginny asked.
"Ginerva!" Molly gasped, "Not at my dinner table.
"No Gin, Harry here swears they're not shagging yet." Ron answered.
"Ronald!" Luna thumped him in the back of the head again.
"Will you stop doing that?" He asked rubbing his head.
"Ron, do you always get beat up by your wife?" Charlie asked.
"Oh sod off Charlie!" Ron replied.
"Don't worry about Harry and Hermione shagging, look who your sister's with…No offense Draco," Luna offered. Ron and Charlie both stood glaring at Malfoy.
"Luna! Not at my table!" Molly said getting frustrated. "Sit down boys!" The two boys sat down glaring at Malfoy who hid behind his glass of butter beer.
"You leave me and Draco shagging out of this discussion," Ginny said indignantly.
"Then can we leave me and 'Mione shagging out too?" Harry asked weakly.
"Shut up Harry!" Hermione said, turning red.
"She must be embarrassed, are you not pleasing him 'Mione?" Ron asked laughing.
"Ronald Weasley!" Molly shouted standing up from her seat at the table. The twins slipped out of their seats and took cover else where.
"Oh mum, it's just table talk!" Charlie said laughing. His laughing was cut short when he came face to face with Molly's death glare.
"Hermione must be doing something wrong if Harry doesn't want to talk about it." Ginny said scathingly.
"You little tart! One to talk not wanting to talk about…about shagging THAT!" Hermione practically screeched at Ginny.
"Tart am I! You didn't seem to waste anytime jumping into the sack with Harry here did you!" Ginny said accusingly, rising from her chair as well.
"It's been eight bloody years Ginny and I don't see why you're complaining. But then again I would be too if I had to wake up to Draco in the morning." Hermione replied coldly, rising from her chair as well. Draco dropped his fork and looked up in anger.
"Oi! What exactly is THAT supposed to mean Granger? I don't see why Harry isn't complaining! Waking up to you in the morning can't be worse than waking up next to me."
"Now wait a minute! You're not even involved in this argument Malfoy," Harry said looking over. The tension in the room could be cut with a slicing charm it was so thick.
"Will everyone just sit down in their bloody chairs and stop all this bloody fighting and talking about shagging?" Molly yelled at everyone. It was then that Arthur walked into the room.
"Why are we talking about shagging?" He asked, confused at the dinner conversation topic. A wailing cry could be heard from the back room. Ron and Luna jumped up and ran to the back bedroom to comfort the screaming baby.
"It's time for Harry and I to go. Molly, dinner was good, sorry to have missed you Arthur. I'll see you at the office. Harry?" Hermione stood dropping her napkin in her plate. Harry stood and followed her to the fireplace and just barely made it in next to her when she shouted their destination.
Landing in the fireplace of Hermione's house, she whirled on Harry.
"The grocery mart? We went on out first date at the grocery mart? Harry you really are thick!" She said.
"Obviously not thick enough, if we would have kept eating there I'd be a cripple by the end of the night! Honestly Hermes that hurt!"
"Oh bugger off Harry!" Hermione stalked into her kitchen and flicked her wand causing the faucet to turn on and the dish soap to pour into running water. Suds began to fill the sink and Hermione went to work on the dirty dishes that were left from the morning. Scrubbing furiously, Hermione didn't hear Harry enter the kitchen.
Harry came up quietly behind Hermione and wrapped his arms around her waist in a friendly hug. Leaning over her shoulder he spoke softly into her ear.
"Hermione, those dishes aren't going to get much cleaner."
Hermione shivered as Harry's lips brushed against her ear. "Harry don't do that!" Harry smiled. Wetting his lips and kept going.
"Don't do what?" Without thinking he kissed her neck just below her ear. Hermione dropped the plate she was washing.
"Harry! That…Don't do that!" She couldn't get the goose bumps that had sprung up to go away.
"Why Miss Granger, I wasn't aware you felt that way for me!" Harry said cockily. Hermione turned around in his arms.
"I don't, not for YOU anyways…Move please?"
"I don't think so 'Mione. No until you admit it." He told her.
"Admit what exactly?" Hermione asked him, slightly confused.
"Admit that you want me." Harry said casually. Hermione snorted at the accusation.
"Me, Harry you've lost your mind! I do not want you!" Hermione tried to move away from Harry. I don't want to admit what I can't even admit to myself! She thought frantically. It was then that Harry began to tickle her relentlessly. "Harry!...That's….Not…Not fair!...Stop it!" She begged between laughing.
"Not until you admit. It's just four words Hermione! I'll stop I promise!" Harry told her, laughing and tickling her!
"Ha..Harry! Stop!..Okay…okay!" Harry stopped tickling her and loosened his hold on her. Hermione leaned in close to his ear and giggled.
"Never." Hermione took off squealing as Harry caught on and caught up with her. Hermione, not expecting him to have caught up so fast stopped short and turned around to find Harry sprinting full speed.
Gasping, Hermione closed her eyes. Harry bracing for impact, lightly tackled Hermione backwards over the arm of the couch. Opening her eyes Hermione burst into laughter and was joined by Harry who was on top of her. Hermione noticed the situation first. Harry stopped laughing and smiled down at Hermione who smiled back. His breathing slowed down and he brushed the hair out of Hermione's face and looked into her soft brown eyes. Blinking slowly, he opened his eyes to see Hermione wasn't smiling anymore.
"What's wrong?" He whispered, unsure of why he was whispering. Hermione was silent at first. Taking a deep breath she prepared herself for what she was about to. Leaning up she pressed her lips to his softly.
After pulling away from the soft kiss, she looked into Harry's eyes. "I want you Harry."
