''Mia, Mia come one wake up'' Harry whispered in Hermione's ear trying wake her from her slumber.
''Mmmmm'' Was all he got in response and a slight adjustment of her head so that it was now firmly placed right next to his neck.
''Mia come on please. We need to go downstairs and get something to eat before the rest of the house wakes up.'' Harry pleaded with her sleeping form.
Gently as he could he slipped out from under her and out of bed. Pulling on some clean clothes he made his way over to the door, opening that up he stepped into the hallway after closing the door behind him, creeped across the landing, cautiously missing the creaking floorboards and squeeky stairs, Harry eventually managed to navigate his way towards the kitchen.
''Right then if Mia doesn't want to come downstairs for food i'll have to bring it to her instead.'' He muttered to himself.
Pausing to take in the mess that had accumluated in the room over night he set about cleaning and making 2 full english breakfasts.
After placing the bacon and sausages into a pan and turning on the gas he set about cooking those items before turning to the eggs and beans. once everything that needed to be cooked on the stove had finished Harry placed a charm on them to constantly keep them at high temperature.
Placing the toast in the toaster, he made his way over to the table and pulled out a chair to reflect all that had gone on in the past 24 hours.
''Damn, I didn't think that the woman who treated me like her own son could act this way towards me and Mia.'' he mumured as he placed his head in his hands. ''Then again I don't care what she thinks, I love Mia and that is all that matters, right now.''
Once he had got his thoughts in order he turned once again to the stove to finish preparing breakfast. After depositing all the contents of the pans onto two separate plates, he placed them onto his tray and made his way out of the kitchen and into the hallway, where he was met by the cause of his chaotic thoughts.
" Harry Dear, where have you been? Everyone is so worried about you and Hermione.'' She realed off as her concern for him was replaced with the anger she felt the morning before resurfaced, because she thought being kept dark meant that she was inferior and was seen as someone who would have stopped the relationship in it's path.
''Mrs Weasley. After your outburst yesterday morning it seems that you are opposed to my relationship, but thats okay cause your allowed your opinion. Although I would appreciate it if you could it to yourself as we didn't ask for your opinion or approval.''
Her face was a perfect picture of shock as she stared at the young man stood in front of her, telling her that, once again he felt there was no need for her to tell him what to do or give him the guidance he lacked due to deceased parents.
''Now if you don't mind i'd like to go and eat my breakfast in bed where it is peaceful and has a very sexy woman waiting there for me and this food as we seemed to have worked up quite an appetite in the past 24 hours.'' Harry said leaving no room for retaliation by the stony look upon his face and the grim determination in his voice.
Side stepping the woman frozen in shock he made his way up the stairs and into the master bedroom.
Carefully not to wake the sleeping woman in bed, Harry gently placed the tray on the night stand and stripped back down to his boxers, then climbed into the warm cocoon that Hermione had made with the covers, only to be met with a soft pair of lips decending on his beofre his head even hit the pillow. pulling away from the languid kiss he opened his eyes to be met with the chocolate stare of the other ocuppant of the bed.
''Hey'' Harry whispered softy whilst losing himself in her eyes.
''Hey'' Hermione answered back just as softly as she took in his sight of his ever messy hair that seemed even more reluctant to stay down, thanks to her repeatedly running her fingers through his silky locks.
''I brought us some breakfast'' Just as he said that Hermione's stomach made its self known by rumbling from the lack of food in the past 24 hours.
''Brilliant. I'm starved.''
''I can tell'' At that cheeky comment he earned a slap on the shoulder.
Whilst the two people who ocuppants of the master bedroom ate the breakfast that was prepared by Harry, they had no inclination as to what would happen in the next few hours that would leave a certain member of the Golden Trio, humiliated and ripped a new one by his mother.