After having the entire morning and afternoon to walk around the grounds, Harry and Hermione were now in evening and they also now devised a plan on everything that they were going to do. How they were going to let people know without hurting them (mainly Ron), and how they were going to take their relationship. They also discussed the risks of them being together.
"We need to go and see Dumbledore" said Harry quite sternly.
"Why?
"Well why do you think, my worst enemy is the most powerful dark wizard in the world, and he is going to do everything to break me down, and that involves you". After a moment of thinking Hermione agreed to go.
They passed a few people on the way going to Dumbledore's office, and to Harry's despise; one of them was Romilda Vane. She looked at Harry who was holding Hermione's hand, and gave them both the look of disgust, and then tears began to form in her eyes. Her next move was uncalled for and unexpected; she lashed out at Hermione slapping her across the face. She swung her arm round for another hit but Harry stood in front of Hermione, rage in his eyes that was so fierce, it looked like sparks were flashing in his eyes. This not only scared Romilda, but it scared several other students. "If you don't go now, I will do something to you that I might regret" he grinded through his teeth. Romilda was trembling. After watching her run away, he turned to Hermione.
"Are you ok"?
"Yeah, thanks for stepping in.
"Well I had to.
They both smiled and Harry touched her face where she had been slapped. Just then a spark came between Harry's hand and Hermione's face that they both just got a shock. "Ouch...what was that"? Asked Harry.
"I dunno, probably some charged static electricity.
Avoiding any more disruptions, they quickly hurried to Dumbledore's office. Relieved to reach the headmasters' office, they knocked on the door. "Enter" said a familiar voice. They both obeyed and went in.
"Ah, hello Miss Granger, Harry, what can I do for you this pleasant evening?
"Well the thing is Professor, me and Hermione. Well we are..both of us, are together now. And well, we agreed to come to you about it because of Voldemort and everything.
Dumbledore smiled. "Yes there are risks of you two being together, which you have probably already talked about, however, it isn't just Hermione who is at risk either Harry, it is her parents and her relatives who are also at risk". Hermione gasped. "Don't worry Hermione, there are many options, I will arrange for both of your parents to come here in the morning and we can discuss it, but for then just enjoy tonight" he said knowingly with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Thanks professor.
"Where do you want to go"? asked Harry.
"I dunno". An idea popped into Harry's head.
"Come on then" he said.
"What...where are we going"? He just smiled cheekily.
He led her down the marble staircase and took the door to the left. Once outside an enormous painting of a bowl of fruit, he tickled the pear with his index and it turned into a door knob. Hermione smiled. "Hello sir and miss, what can we be doing for you today's?
"Um can you pack me a picnic basket with lots of treats and food please, and have you got any teleportation potion please" said Harry. What on earth would Harry want with teleportation potion Hermione thought.
"Yes sirs" chirped a small house elf. They went and got a basket and filled it with food and brought Harry three viles of teleportation potion. "Can one of you go to my dormitory and get my firebolt please". There was a crack, then a moments silence and then the house elf came back holding Harry's broom. "Thanks.
"Harry what are we doing"? Hermione asked looking puzzled. He took her hand in his and gently stroked it. His hands felt warm in hers, but then a spark came between them again and they both got shocked. It both brought them back down to earth.
"We are going on a picnic.
"Where? I mean it is a nice night and everything but there is hardly anywhere for a picnic.
"Here you go's Sirs' and Miss'" called the house-elf with a basket of food for them. Harry smiled.
"Come on then". He threw one of his viles of potion on the floor near their feet and they both felt a woozy sensation like being whizzed through the air and they were standing on top of Golden Gate bridge in San Francisco. Hermione gasped. The view was intense. The lights were going all the way up the bridge right to the top where they were standing. They could see all of San Francisco. Down below they could see the cars whizzing home with a slight mist above them. It was very calm and relaxing, not to mention romantic.
Harry waved his wand and a blanket appeared flat out on the floor. He then pointed his wand at the basket of food and it started emptying itself onto the blanket neatly. Hermione's' jaw dropped. "I've been studying a lot, and practicing" he laughed at her expression.
"Wow I'm starving" she said gawping at all the food.
"Try this" he said, indicating for her to sit down with him, holding a strawberry. She smiled and sat down laughing and opened her mouth elegantly. Harry fed her the strawberry and Hermione could sense that he was trying to be romantic. They began eating their little midnight picnic. Tonight was a night they would both remember, they teased each other and laughed and did everything the perfect couple should have done.
Harry noticed a bottle at the bottom of the basket which said on it, Romantic Mulled Wine. He smiled. "Look what the house-elves gave us.
"Harry they are elves not stupid" laughed Hermione. She conjured up some beautifully shaped wine glasses and watched while Harry poured the wine. All her troubles had left her, everything bad was gone, and all she felt now was that she was the most special person in the world to have Harry in her life.
She began to sip her wine when she noticed Harry was smiling at her. "What" she asked smiling. "Nothing...it's just that I can't believe that I have loved you for so long and in one instant I found out you felt the same about me". Hermione thought she was going to cry but instead drew her head closer to his and to her surprise, he did the same. Their lips were touching now. It was like each others soul and life were seeping into each other and combining to make them both whole. Then a spark brought it apart. "Ouch" they both gasped clutching each others mouth. "Well, talk about ruining a kiss" scowled Hermione mumbling about sparks.
"We could always try it again" he muttered slyly biting his lip. He put his hand on her back, and they both went to the floor slowly kissing with Harry on top of her. They broke apart.
Hermione sensing the awkward silence soon decided she wanted to avoid it. "So what did you bring your firebolt for"? she asked.
"I'll show you". He got up and lifted Hermione up, and got his fire bolt. He got on it and made it hover a few centimetres above the ground for Hermione to get on. "Harry I"
"Trust me". Smiling she got on with him. They were lucky there was mist below them otherwise someone could have seen them flying. She wrapped her arms around his stomach to hold on and put her head on his shoulder. He flew her all over San Francisco, he flew her over hills and house and sky scrapers. It only became apparent to him that she was asleep on his shoulder.
He flew them back gracefully to Golden Gate bridge where he conjured up a pillow and blanket for them to sleep on. He put the pillow against the side of the bridge and woke Hermione so she could come with him under the blanket so she wouldn't get cold through the night. He led on the pillow first and she led next to him putting her head on his chest. As they cuddled the stars came out. "You know, they say wishes on stars can sometimes come true" said Harry cheekily.
"I'll make a wish then" Hermione giggled. She turned her head to face Harry. He put her left hand on the back of his hand. It seemed to happen so quickly. They kissed each other passionately, but this kiss seemed to last for several hours. They both enjoyed feeling each others lips against each other, it was perfect, Harry nibbled her lips a little which was an indication for Hermione. She licked his lips softy and gained entry for Harry's mouth, exploring it. This kiss was a trigger for something very special. When they broke the kiss, pink sparkles brushed off their mouths, but neither of them noticed.
"I love you so much Harry"
Hermione sighed as if all of her dreams had come true. She cuddled up into Harry's arms. He held hold of her hands and breathed in the fragrance of her hair. White ropes of magic and light began wrapping themselves around their wrists, binding them together. Golden sparks flew from each of their bodies and encircled them both. Both of them looked around them in amazement. They felt drowsy. Harry's eyes were getting heavy. He managed to give her a kiss on the forehead, and the gold sparks that was circling them dived back inside them both. And with that, both of them fell fast asleep with each other, as one.