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I'm so excited! I went see Eclipse! It was sooooo goooddd!

Btw, the fight between Hermione and Rachel was inspired by the movie Obsessed between Beyonce and Ali Larter. I was only going to do them 2, but changed my mind.

Here's chapter 10!

Chapter Ten

Kiss

The ambulance arrived to the hospital and they immediately opened the doors and rushed Georgiana out in the gurney. Harry and Olivia met up with them and Hermione in the hospital. One of the medical team members stopped them and told them, "Please, you'll have to wait in the waiting room."

The two parents stopped and watched as they took their little girl away. "Mummy? Daddy?" they heard Georgiana call for them, which broke their hearts. Harry led Hermione to the waiting area where Olivia was sitting. A nurse rushed up to them and gave them towels and blankets to dry themselves off. Harry sat down next to Hermione. It was a little awkward. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. He stared straight ahead as he asked, "How long?"

Hermione did not need to ask what he meant. She knew. How long had she wanted to kiss him? "Since First Year."

He nodded absentmindedly. "Me, too."

Hermione's head snapped around to look at him. "What?"

He looked at her as well. "I've been wanting to kiss you since First Year." He smiled slightly.

She smiled back. "So...we both wanted it."

"Yeah," he said. "What happens now?"

"Well, since Georgiana used her birthday wish for us to get together, I think we should fulfill it," she replied with a smile.

"She did?" he asked confused.

"Yeah, she told me in the ambulance. She saw us kissing."

"Wow, I love her even more." They laughed.

After a moment, Olivia left muttering something about getting some coffee, so Harry and Hermione were free to talk about magic, but discreetly as there were other people there, too, but just not near them.

"So, why me, Hermione? Why did you choose me?" Harry asked her.

Hermione sighed and looked straight ahead. There were many reasons she was in love with Harry James Potter and none of them were because of fortune and fame. It was rather because of the man he was today. "Because...a little girl was nerdy and stuck-up and annoying and, yet, a brave boy still chose to save her from a troll." Harry smiled. "Harry, if it weren't for Ron, we would not be best friends. If he did not insult me, we would have never really been great friends. You are brave and loving and caring and kind. You are a great father and the best friend anyone could ever have. After you saved me from the troll, you gave me a smile. It was the first time anyone my age had really done that. Like they wanted to smile at me. They wanted to be friends with me. From then on, you had a pull on me. I began to find you very interesting and began to notice all of the small things you did for people. Everytime I would see you, I would get butterflies in my stomach. At first I thought it was just a schoolgirl crush. But I began to realize I was in love with you during the Chess Challenge at the end of First Year. When you were going to go look for 'Snape', I almost didn't want to let you go. I didn't want anything to happen to you. But, the truth is-I didn't choose you...my heart did."

After Hermione's speech, Harry immediately grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her. She was caught off-guard, but once she realized what was happening, she kissed him back, cupping his face.

Unbeknownst to them, Olivia came back and once she spotted the two in liplock, she widened her eyes and turned around to walk away, giving them some privacy. She walked to the maternity ward to look at the babies while she drank her coffee.

They didn't stop kissing until air was an issue. They pulled away and smiled at each other, yet, blushing.

"So...what's your story?" she asked him. "Why me?"

"Well, like you, I began to notice you in First Year. I didn't really find you very stuck-up or annoying, just a little bossy." They chuckled. "But now I know it was because you were just looking out for me. I knew what Ron said was wrong, but I still laughed because I thought he was just joking around. But then I saw you crying and then I just wanted to punch Ron. When I heard there was a troll in the castle, I knew I had to make sure you were safe. I had to save you. There was something about you. I didn't know what it was because I had never felt it before. You had a pull on me, too. When you were petrified in Second Year, I was scared that we would not be able to wake you up. And you were so beautiful at the Yule Ball. When you started to show interest in Ron in Fifth Year, I knew I had no chance. So, I went for Cho and then Ginny. But that all backfired."

Hermione was confused. "Wait...'started to show interest in Ron'? What do you mean? I was never interested in Ron. Its always been you, Harry."

"Well, you just seemed like you were showing interest in him," he said.

"Harry-" she interrupted herself with a laugh. "I was just being nice to him because I was happy he had finally stopped acting like a complete dickhead. I may have seemed jealous during Sixth Year because he was going out with Lavender, who I did not like at that time. He was doing so well and then he just had to turn it all around and go out with her. I wasn't jealous, just angry he would go out with a girl like her. But that's all changed now. I like her now. She's not really gossipy anymore." She smiled.

"Oh," he chuckled and then continued. " Well, during Fifth Year, I realized my worst fear at that point. When Dolohov shot that curse at you and you blacked out, I had never been so scared in my life. I thought you were dead. It was my fault. I felt so relieved when Neville said he felt a pulse. I realized after Ron left the tent that I was in love with you. Took me seven years to realize it. It was just being with you and surviving with you that made me want to be closer to you. When I went to face Voldemort, he kept taunting at me that you were dead. That his followers had killed you...and I believed him. I believed him. Imagining seeing your lifeless body gave me the strength and anger to defeat him. So, it was love that defeated him. Then, after facing Voldemort, I could not even find the courage to tell you that I was in love with you."

"We had so much time in the tent together. Why didn't you tell me then?" she asked him.

"Well, I thought you were with Ron. And I didn't want to get my hopes up because I might or might not have been dead in a week," he answered.

"Well, I'm just glad that we're together now," Hermione said taking his hand.

"Better late than never, right?" he smiled.

She smiled back. "Right."

Then, Olivia came back and sat down across from them. They looked at her and Harry said, "Um, we just want to thank you for everything you've done for us. I mean, you took the most important thing of our lives away from us. We understand that, though. It was your job. You had to do it. But you didn't have to help us get her back. And for that we are forever grateful and thankful." Hermione nodded agreeing with him.

"Well, Harry, Hermione, you're welcome. You see, my life is children. I have three of my own and I work with children to help them. I knew I was doing the wrong thing taking her away from you. You two seemed like nice people. The Reeds were horrible people. That much I knew. Only wanted money and someone to order around and do their things for them. But I had three kids. I had to support them with my husband. He has a decent job but our kids want to go to university. But when you came and asked me to help you, I knew that I had to help you get her back because that girl is a Potter-Granger. I can see the love she has for you two and the love you have for her. You are the most perfect family I've dealt with so far. Perhaps the most perfect family I will ever deal with." She remembered something. "Oh!" She pulled out her bag and took out a yellow envelope. She opened it and pulled out a familiar piece of paper. Harry and Hermione smiled, knowing exactly what it was.

Adoption papers.

"These are adoption papers for Georgiana. They are permanent, so you don't have to go through the three-month trial period. You sign this, she's yours...forever."

They smiled and were about to sign when she stopped them. "We better do it tomorrow, don't you think? When we're not wet."

They agreed, not wanting to damage the precious document.

"I'll be over at your house first thing tomorrow, say noon?"

They nodded again. "Sounds perfect," Hermione smiled. And they watched Olivia put it back in the envelope, in her bag, and zipped it up nice and tight.

Suddenly, a doctor in a white lab coat came out. "Mr. and Mrs. Potter...?"

They blushed, but did not correct them. 'Maybe one day...' they thought. The two stood up. "Yes? How is she?" Harry asked concerned.

"I'm Dr. Cromwell. Georgiana is going to be fine." They sighed with relief. "She has lost a lot of blood, so we're giving her some to replenish it. She has a few cracked ribs. Her arm is fractured. We're going to patch that right up so you can probably take her home tonight. It looked like she was beginning to develop hypothermia, but we stopped that quickly. She is malnourished. We gave her a few cookies. We want you to keep feeding her small things like that and not too much or she'll just throw it up. We need her to get caught up with her eating." They nodded. "She's been asking for you, so if you'll come with me..."

Harry, Hermione, and Olivia followed him to a hospital room. where Georgiana Potter-Granger was laying in a bed sipping an apple juice carton. They heard the the signal that it was empty and she put it down and the nurse took it away. She grinned as she saw her parents and Mrs. Olivia Bartha. "Mummy! Daddy!"

"Hey, princess," Harry said giving her a kiss on the forehead. Hermione did the same.

Olivia stepped up and said, "Georgiana, I just wanted to tell you that you are to be permanently a Potter-Granger and I'm really sorry for taking you away from them."

"It's okay, ma'am. You were just doing your job. I'm just glad you helped them get me back," she replied back politely.

"Well, I have to get home. I'm terribly sorry to leave like this. I have to get home to my family. I'll see you all tomorrow. Goodbye."

They waved "goodbye" to her and she left the room.

"We'll leave you three to talk," Dr. Cromwell said and he and the nurse left the room.

Hermione sat down on the bed as a tear rolled down her cheek. She brushed a loose tendril on her daughter's head and put it behind her ear. Her little girl was hurt. She had been dying. She couldn't imagine what it would be like if they had gotten there sooner. Georgiana wiped the tear away. "Don't cry, Mummy. I'm fine," she reassured her with a smile. However, that just made her cry more.

Georgiana looked at her father and then back at her mother. "So, are you two together now?"

They looked at each other and smiled. "Yes," Harry said. "And thank you for giving up your birthday wish for us."

She nodded. "But if you two were to get together, we would be a proper family. That was my wish. I could see two very stupid people who loved each other but would never admit it. I could see two people who wanted to be together, but were scared. And I loved you too much to give away my wish for useless things."

"Now you have two people who you love, who love each other, who love you," Hermione said.

Georgiana grinned.

A few hours later, around eleven, they were given the liberty to take her home with them. Georgiana fell asleep again on the way home. Hermione sat in the backseat with her to be there should she wake up. When they got home, they rushed inside as the rain was still pouring down.

"I'll go change her clothes," Hermione said. "Why don't you go get changed, too?" He nodded and went their separate ways.

Hermione took the bloody, thin, pink pajamas off of her daughter and put red, plaid, fleece, warm pajamas on her. She took out her wand and tapped Georgiana's hair, instantly drying it. Harry came in a minute later dressed in blue, plaid pajama pants and a plain white t-shirt. His hair was dry, probably from the same charm she just used. Hermione picked her up and looked at him. "I'm going to let her sleep in my bed tonight, just in case she needs something when she wakes up." Harry nodded and followed her to her room.

She put her on her bed and tucked her in. "Can you watch her for a minute?" He nodded once again and she went get changed. When she got back out from her closet, Harry walked over to her and kissed her lips. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." She watched him walk to the door and give one last glance at his daughter. She stopped him before he could open it. "Wait!"

He turned to her. "You know, my bed is big enough. You want to stay here with me and Georgie?"

He nodded again and smiled. "I would love to." They each took a side, putting Georgiana in the middle. They kept her warm through the night.

Each parent could not believe that this night had happened. They got their daughter back and kissed. They were together now. They could be a proper family, just like Georgiana said.

The next day, Olivia came by to sign the adoption papers. They signed it in Georgiana's room since she couldn't get out of the bed as she was too weak. They were given a copy to keep. Later that day, the police came by to drop off Georgiana belongings that were at the Reeds'. They also questioned Georgiana about what they did to her. Hermione cried buckets as Harry held her when she explained how she was treated. The police said that since they were defending themselves and Georgiana, no charges would be pressed for the physical violence that occurred between the four adults. The police would not allow the Reeds to press charges. They hurt a little girl, so they must suffer the consequences.

A few days later, when Georgiana was feeling a little better, the three had a late Christmas since she never got to have a proper one. The two parents got out all of the Christmas decorations and put them up. Harry carried her down to the living room and set her in front of the fireplace. She smiled as she saw a lit up Christmas tree with a few presents under them. They let her open them. She got a few more books and a two-wheel bicycle. They called the Grangers and Flooed the Weaselys, asking them to come over to celebrate a late Christmas with Georgiana. They all were happy to have Georgiana back in their lives. They came over and they had a party with egg nog, presents, and a battle of whose cookies were better-Mrs. Weasely's or Mrs. Granger's. Georgiana was to decide, however, she decided they were equal. The two grandmothers took that. Ron and Luna were back from their honeymoon. The happiest newlyweds so far.

Georgiana watched as her parents got caught under the mistletoe. Everyone was shocked that they seemed so natural about it. So, they revealed that they were together. They all congratulated them. Ron cried out, "It's about bloody time! Eight years! Luna and I have been in love for three! And we're married now!"

Georgiana concluded that this was the best Christmas she had ever had even though it was late. She was with her family and her real parents. As much as she loved books, she really didn't care what she got for Christmas. Her family was enough.

That night after they put Georgiana to bed, Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and they went into the living room to pick up the mess. They decided to do it the Muggle way. They picked up the wrapping paper from the floor. They put the leftovers in the fridge. They took down the Christmas decorations. It was good to do things the Muggle way. It made it more fun.

When they were done, Harry took her hand and led her to the couch. He wanted to kiss her. They hadn't been with each other much since the hospital. Harry sat down dragging her with him. She straddled his hips and smiled down at him. She lowered her head and kissed him. Harry moaned as her womanhood brushed against his manhood through their clothes. "Mmmm..." he moaned grabbing her hips, pushing them down to rub against him. It felt amazing to both of them. Hermione put her hands and ran them through his hair as she bit his lower lip playfully. She wanted him. She wanted him forever.

It got very heated as Harry's hands started to go under her shirt and Hermione pulled away. She rested her forehead against his, panting, and said, "Not yet." She shook her head. "I'm sorry."

He nodded, respecting her decision. "It's okay. Whenever you are ready." He pulled her closer to him so that her head was resting on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly to him. They just stayed in each other's arms. Being with each other.

Harry had been debating something for a while now. He and Hermione hadn't been dating a week yet. But every night he would lie awake and think of their future together. He knew she was the one. His best friend. His love. His soulmate. His forever. He would imagine waking up next to her every morning just like he did the morning after they got Georgiana back. He would imagine kissing her awake. He would imagine Georgiana running into their room and jumping on their bed. He would imagine grabbing her and tickling her mercilessly. He would imagine a baby crying across the hallway. He would imagine Hermione smiling and getting up to get the baby. The baby would be a boy and, like his big sister, would have brown hair and emerald-green eyes. He would imagine watching Georgiana leave to go to Hogwarts for the first time. He would imagine a life that started with a single girl. Eventually he made his decision and decided to act on it.

As they laid there, Harry inhaled deeply and exhaled heavily. Hermione noticed his behavior and asked, "You okay, Harry?"

He didn't look at her. He just looked straight ahead. Very quietly he said,

"Will you marry me?"

She gave a sharp intake of breath.

TBC...

Sorry its not very long, but I wanted to end it with this. Well, there's chapter ten.

Its almost finished. :(

The part where Hermione says "Two people who you love, who love each other, who love you" yes, Georgiana did write that in her letter to Santa, but I actually got it from the movie "The Ultimate Gift". Great movie. You will cry! Haha.

And the end of this chapter was inspired by the end of New Moon actually. She actually did gasp. Sorry if this spoiled it. Haha.

I have an idea for the copy of the adoption paper. Really good idea! I wanted to put it in this chapter and wanted to end it like that, but this was how I wanted to end it. Maybe in the next chapter if I can remember. Haha.

Next chapter: Hermione's answer.

Anyway, pleez review!

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