A/N: three chapters down one per day so far...
When Hermione woke it was midnight and a thunderstorm was underway. She hated thunder storms, utterly hated them. That coupled with a now burning desire that had just been kindling last night to be with Harry she moved. She could take it no longer she got up and tiptoed across the landing to his room to find him not in his bed not up but in a corner stiff curled up as she approached she said "Harry what's up?"
Harry lied, "Nothing just don't like thunder storms."
"That's not it Harry please tell me" Hermione said putting a pout on knowing something was off.
Turning towards her so she could see the moonlight creep upon his face from the moonlight, "I'm a freak and yet you put me in here with all this stuff it's not right I live in a cupboard where no one loves or likes me." He said sadly.
"Harry I like you. Thank you for telling me but this will be you're new house soon so no more cupboard living and for now get in bed." She said still not having the courage to say love.
"Hermione why did you come in here?" He asked.
Hermione replied blushing, "well I hate thunderstorms and I want to be with you"
"I have an urge to be with you as well." he admitted
"Well get in bed and go to sleep"
"But I don't deserve-"
"You do, now is there anything you want?"
"I want to be in your arms again." he finished blushing slightly
"Well that's ok." She said moving towards him.
With that they climbed into bed and Harry snuggled up to Hermione and they fell asleep once again.
A long way away in a school in Scotland a blinding light could be seen from the headmaster's room. Only seen for a fraction of a second as the headmaster had only just apparated in, He slowly walked to the book of pure magical records. Upon opening the book he flicked it to the last page:
Soul bond: Harry potter, Hermione potter
The headmaster cursed quietly before thinking, "Minerva will be interested to see this one I'll see if she's awake."
Walking up to the fireplace he threw some flew-powder in and said, "professor Minerva McGonagall Hogwarts." and was surprised to see she was actually in. He coughed quietly and said, "you've got a home visit tomorrow." and passed her the book of pure magical records before exiting from the fireplace.
Back at the Grangers house everyone was asleep.