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Sorry this is so much shorter than the others guys, I'm stressed from exams but thought you deserved an update.
Please forgive me!

Once again, I own no canon!

A week and a half later Cedric was preparing to apparate to Hermione's home. They had decided that he should go to her home because he could apparate. Plus they wouldn't be pestered by Hermione's parents becuase they would be working all day. So at 10am on a tuesday in July Cedric said goodbye to his parents and stepped, twisted and appeared in Hermione's back garden. He blinked in the bright sunlight after apparating from the shade and looked around at Hermione's lush, green garden. He saw her sitting on a porch swing that was on some decking at the bottom of the garden. He walked down and sat next to her, slipping his arm behind her.

"Morning Granger!"

Hermione turned her head towards him and smiled, she lay her head on his shoulder and murmured a hello.

"Tired?" Cedric asked, kissing the top of her head.

"How can you tell?" Hermione asked sarcastically. "There were cats screaming outside my window all night, mating or something."

Cedric smirked and slipped his arm from the back of the swing to her shoulders and pulled her tight to him. Hermione's head jerked up as she heard a banging on the window of her house. She squinted and saw her mum pointing a finger accusingly at her, but she was grinning. Hermione groaned and nuzzled against Cedric's chest while he laughed. Hermione sat up and breathed in deep, trying to wake herself up.

"Would you like a drink? I have ice cold pumpkin juice!"

"Yeah, that'd be great, thanks Granger!"

Hermione stood and jogged to the kitchen, coming back with a glass jug of the liquid and two glasses. She placed the glasses on a table near the swing and poured two drinks, she handed one to Cedric and sat down. Cedric slipped his left arm around her shoulders and she lay her right hand on his knee. They sat in silence for a little while as they drank before Hermione stood to put her glass down, when she returned to the swing Cedric had turned and was lounging accross the whole swing, smirking at her. She shook her head and lifted his feet, sat down and placed his ankles accross her lap. She stroked his leg as they talked for a couple of hours about anything. They spoke about school, relationships, friends, parents and anything else they could think of. When it got too hot in the midday sun they decided to go inside. They walked up the stairs to Hermione's bedroom and opened the window as high as it would go and left the bedroom door open to create a breeze. Cedric sat on Hermione's bed, leaning against the wall by the window and Hermione lay with her head on his lap.

"When's you birthday?" asked Cedric suddenly.

"Um, the 19th of September... Why?"

"It's going to sound silly, but my friend was sort of... Calling me out because of your age, because you're 15..."

"I'm not, I'm 16."

Hermione laughed and Cedric's confused look, he shifted and looked like he was trying to form a question.

"I used a time turner in third year, for a year. So I'm a year older, the ministry acknowledges it."

Cedric gaped at her. "You used a time turner? For a year? And nothing happened?"

Hermione laughed and nodded as best she could whilst laying on Cedric's lap. "I wanted to take more subjects but they overlapped so McGonagall arranged for me to use one."

"You wanted to take more subjects? Bloody Hell Granger, I knew you were a bit bookish but that's taking the biscuit!"

Hermione glared up at him but realised he was smiling at her, she hit him lightly and pouted. Cedric poked her side and laughed as she squirmed.

Hermione couldn't remember a time when she felt more at ease with someone, even more so that Harry and Ron. Cedric didn't tease her for reading and studying, he admired her for it. The day had gone so well, she had made them lunch which they had eaten in the garden when the sun had moved from overhead, then they went back to her room to watch a film. They ended up watching Hocus Pocus because Hermione had told him about the way witches were portrayed in it.

It was 7.20 pm and Cedric had to leave at 7.30pm, they were laying on Hermione's bed talking a little but mostly just lying together. Cedric shifted on the bed and was leaning on his elbow over Hermione, she smiled and ran her hand up his arm around his neck and pulled him closer and kissed him lightly. He caught her lips as she pulled away slightly and ran his tongue along her lips. She opened them and his tongue darted inside her mouth quickly. She massaged his tongue with hers and pushed her body closer to his as his arm snaked around his waist to pull her to him. She rubbed his neck with her thumb as the kiss got deeper. Cedric's hand was travelling up her side towards her bosom when they heard someone clear their throat at the door.

"It's time for Cedric to go now, Hermione."

"Um, okay dad. Sorry..."