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Chapter Five

Even unaware of the extendable ear placed strategically above the window that they were sitting outside of Hermione and Morgan stumbled around the subject that they both equally wanted to discuss. Morgan, not knowing if Hermione would consider a date between the two inappropriate, couldn't find the courage that he normal had to bring the subject up and settled for safer points of conversation.

"What did your parents say when you were told you were a witch?" He asked curiously, wondering how his own mother would handle something like that.

Hermione chuckled, leaning back on her hands and stretching her legs out in front of her, "Well because I'm muggle born a teacher from the school had to come and prove that magic was real. My mum fainted when Professor McGonagall turned a vase into a parrot and made my dad levitate." She said, her eyes distant as she remembered the day, "My dad thought it was fantastic and spent the entire time asking how long it would be before I could transfigure things like she could."

"I can't imagine your professor liked that too much." Morgan laughed.

Hermione giggled, "She certainly didn't but then she had already taught the Marauders and Fred and George. Sirius used to tell us how she would give them detentions but secretly gave them house points after pranks were done against Slytherin."

"What about you?" Morgan asked, elaborating when she looked at him puzzled, "How'd you react to being told you were a witch?"

She smiled, tucking strands of her long fringe behind her ear, "Well I asked them which of my cousins had put them up to it and told Professor McGonagall that she should consider going to the hospital for a psychiatric evaluation."

Morgan laughed, imagining an eleven year old Hermione telling that to the older professor. "What then?"

"Well my mum kind of told me off for being rude and that's when Professor McGonagall showed us some magic. I was a little too shocked to say anything," Hermione admitted, "But just as she was leaving I told her I was sorry for telling her she was crazy."

They fell into comfortable silence, each lost in their own thoughts and enjoying each other's company. They weren't aware of their friends groaning with boredom and moving away from the Extendable Ear, leaving the two in privacy for the first time.

Morgan stared out in to the land that Harry told them had been passed on to him from his parents. The garden, he knew, was still in the process of being cleaned up. The grass was far too long, reaching just below his knees, and whatever plants had been living in the garden had been overtaken by various weeds. If he didn't know that Harry had spent the past two years making the house liveable for him and Ginny Morgan would have wondered at the mess of the garden when the house was well kept. He knew that Harry was planning on beginning the garden once the BAU team had returned to America and had actually already cleared away the worst of the garden if it were possible to believe.

"Harry's still trying to convince Ginny to let him build a mini Quidditch pitch." Hermione told him, smiling at the childishness love Harry had for Quidditch. "Ginny told him that there was to be no Quidditch around any of their children until they were four years old."

"That's not going to be likely, is it?" Morgan laughed.

Hermione chuckled, "Harry's already planned out what it'll look like. He figures since Ginny's on bed rest a lot now that she's closer to her due date that she won't notice a Quidditch pitch being made."

"Won't that be a little too big?" He asked.

"No, they have a lot of land. They have until the other side of the forest over there." Hermione said, pointing at the distant forest, "He'll be sneaky about it and Ron'll help only so he can play on it too." She said rolling her eyes.

Morgan chuckled remembering how enthused Ron became at the mere mention of Quidditch. Aside from showing off a few magical tricks that were overall harmless he explained in great detail the rules and positions of Quidditch and even proceeded to give those willing lessons on a broom. JJ and Emily quickly declined while the men and Garcia eagerly jumped at the chance to ride a broom. The two women watched with Hermione as Ron and Harry instructed them to shout 'Up' at the broom. The women giggled to themselves as the brooms twitched uselessly on the ground, snickering as Gideon's broom taunted him by rising inches from his fingers before dropping back to the ground. They belted out a laugh, however, as Garcia's broom promptly flew up in to her hand as the computer tech glared at it.

"How'd you do that?" Morgan had asked incredulously, standing next to her.

Garcia smirked at him, "I am the all powerful, all knowing. It could clearly sense the almighty powerful that is I."

Morgan laughed, looking back down at the broom lying still on the ground, "Could you spare some of that almighty power for me, Baby Girl?"

She eyed him critically and turned her head away, her nose in the air, "You do not possess the technical divinity that I have."

"Meaning?" He prompted, trying to figure out what the analyst was talking about.

She turned back to him with a smirk, "No."

It had taken him several attempts afterwards – Reid even managed to get his broom before he did! – but finally the broom shot into his hand and he held it tightly in his hand, refusing to ease his grip on the broom should it decide to drop back to the ground.

Hermione giggled as if knowing his train of thought, "The look on your face when you finally got that broom in to the air was priceless. Ginny and Emily put in bets as to when you would break the broom."

"That broom was sneaky." He said defensively. "For all I know it could have been possessed."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Are you always this over dramatic?"

Morgan mock glared at her, "Who are you calling over dramatic? I saw you shuddering at the brooms when Harry and Ron brought them out."

"Well excuse me for not wanting to rely on a twig to hold me up in mid air safely!" Hermione retorted, poking her tongue out at the profiler next to her.

He chuckled and then asked her a question that had been bugging him all morning, "Are you excited about coming to the BAU?"

Hermione looked at him in surprise, "Who told you?" Before he could answer she rolled her eyes knowingly, "Ginny seems to lack the ability to keep things quiet especially as she gets closer to the birth." She sighed and then shrugged, "I'm not dreading it if that's what you're worried about. It'll be a good experience and I'm excited to finally be able to use my degree for something other than magical purposes." She admitted.

"What about helping the victims from the war?" Morgan asked.

She shrugged again, "It was just an idea; I had never planned anything out in concrete. It doesn't mean that someone else can't do it." She was silent for a moment, thinking to herself. "But joining the BAU will let me use my knowledge on magic and psychology. Plus the magical world in America is a bit more relaxed then Britain. I'm surprised you haven't run in to anything magical."

"I doubt we would have realized anyway." Morgan said.

She eyed him critically for a moment, "How are you handling everything?"

It was his turn to shrug casually as he answered her, "It doesn't change what we do; we've just got to look out for any signs of magic and do what we can. So I was planning on asking you out," He began casually, feeling her looking at him with surprise, "but since I remembered the small fact that we've only known each other for a week it's not exactly realistic to jump straight in to a date considering you'll be moving to a different country and we'll be working together."

"So what are you suggesting?" She asked looking amused by his small rant.

Morgan grinned, "Since we're leaving soon, and I'm assuming you're coming back with us, that I could help show you around Quantico and show you some good cafes and stuff like that."

"As friends?" Hermione asked, mulling over his suggestion.

"As friends." He confirmed.

Hermione mused silently to herself; she had only ever been in one relationship and that was with Ron. They had both mutually ended the relationship, wanting to remain as close as they were before they started dating instead of ruining their friendship by staying together. She knew that even if he had of asked her out she wouldn't have said yes – they barely knew each other. But he was suggesting an easy friendship and a free guide to things she will need to know once living in America and eventually if it led to more than she knew she would be more than happy with that development but if not she knew she would have gained another close friend.

She beamed at him, "Sounds like a great idea to me. I don't think I would be very tolerable to work with if someone didn't show me the best place to get coffee."

Morgan laughed, instantly relieved that she liked the offer of friendship, "Don't worry, I don't think anyone could be worse than Reid."

They stayed sitting on the steps, staring out at the mess of the garden thinking about the changes that would occur for not only the BAU team but also their personal lives as well.

A/N sorry for the wait on this chapter. I'm not really going where I thought I was with this story so I think there will just be an epilogue left. I don't want to start going all over the place and making it over dramatic. I hope you like the chapter. Thanks for all the reviews.