Hi back with some more, just some background knowledge for you all. Harry meets the Weasley's for the first time, he has no relationship with Ron at all. They don't know each other.

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Chapter 3

Hermione's eyes opened and she didn't need to look for Harry, she could feel him next to her. She laid there for a while thinking about how her life had changed. The one thing that she didn't have in her life was someone to love her and someone for her to love so deeply. To compensate for this gap, she threw herself into her work.

It was nice to know that she wouldn't need to do that any more.

She wondered whether Professor Dumbledore would allow her to live off the premises, no Professors ever lived off the school grounds but she had to wonder whether anyone had ever asked. She thought about going back to the school at the end of this week and it made her feel a pain in her chest, she didn't think she could be without Harry after spending every minute with him for the last week and a half. She laughed to herself, how funny did it sound that she couldn't live without him only after a week and a half. She suddenly remembered Ginny's invitation and realised she hadn't asked Harry about it yet. That's ok if she had to go alone, she would, she really missed Ginny and she didn't get to see her a lot these days.

"What are you thinking about sweetheart?" Hermione froze, he hadn't called her a nickname before and she liked it. Harry snuggled in closer to her body and she responded without even trying.

"Oh well actually my friend, the one I told you about, is having dinner at her mum's tonight and she wanted to meet you?" Hermione waited for him to say no but he didn't say anything.

"It's ok if you don't want to go, I understand." Harry stretched up and pulled her in closer to his body, still half asleep.

"Of course I want to go. What time are we expected?" Hermione smiled and told him she would send an owl this morning.

It had all been set for 7pm and the two lovers spent the day walking around Hogsmeade, getting Harry familiarised with the area. All the unpacking was done and the house looked excellent. Hermione and Harry bought a few little pieces that finished off the decorating of the house. They were so blissfully happy that Hermione felt that nothing could ruin her life at this moment. They still had a few hours left so they went to watch a movie, both laughing when they picked the same one. The afternoon was a lazy one and Hermione and Harry were ready to go the Burrow to meet the family. Harry felt uneasy but Hermione assured him they were beautiful people.

They apparated in at 7pm on the dot, Hermione was always punctual. Harry immediately liked the house. It didn't scream of snobbishness or money. He immediately felt comfortable. Hermione took his hand but he pulled her in closer to him and placed his arm around her waist. She did the same and nodded for him to come with her. They could hear lots of voices in the kitchen, which Hermione was used to, but it surprised Harry.

They entered the room to a chorus of 'Hermione's' and she hugged everyone. W hen she moved to hug Ron, Harry held her tight. Hermione smiled at him and took his hand but she still gave Ron a one armed hug and then Charlie and the twins. The introductions were coming thick and fast and Harry knew he wouldn't remember everyone's name, except that Ron guy.

Ginny had arrived a few minutes later and the squeal that came out of her mouth was unbelievable. She had apparated into the lounge and set off running to the kitchen. Harry and Hermione were sitting by this time, Harry with one arm around Hermione's chair and one arm holding her hand in his lap. She wasn't going anywhere.

Hermione jumped up at the squeal and turned around to hug her best friend. Colin walked in behind them and Harry took in their appearances. Ginny was very pretty with long bright scarlet red hair, obviously the family trait, trailing down her back and her skin was pale and porcelain looking. She was definitely model material. Her figure was petite and she dressed to accentuate her body. Colin was tall and blonde and very well built. He had long hair as well, for a guy, and it swept away from his face. He looked at Hermione with eyes that Harry didn't appreciate. He waited till Ginny finished her hug and then moved into Hermione. Harry clenched his fists under the table. Colin took a hold of her hands and held them out and made her do a turn and Hermione blushed. Harry's temper was rising by the minute.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here, who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?" Colin's voice was deep and very masculine.

"Stop it, Colin and give me a hug!" Hermione tried to back away from his stare but Colin wasn't having it.

"You look stunning sweetie." That was it, the last straw that broke the camel's back as it was. Harry stood up quickly and placed a very possessive arm around Hermione's waist.

"Harry Potter, how are you?" Harry put his hand out for Colin to shake and it seemed that Colin was none the wiser of Harry's turmoil of emotions. He shook his hand and had a smile plastered on his face.

"Hey mate, I'm Colin, it's nice to finally meet you, Ginny has been going on and on about it." Colin had a laugh and then moved around the table to say hi to the others.

"Hi I'm Ginny, Hermione Weasley's best friend, how are you?" Harry didn't miss the name she used and his mind went into overdrive. He greeted Ginny before he started obsessing over Hermione's name. They all sat down and Harry moved his chair closer to Hermione and again placed his arm around her body. Arthur and Molly introduced the rest of the family and introduced Ron last.

"And this is our youngest son Ron, but you've probably heard all about him from Hermione, haven't you Harry?" Harry huffed out a breath and forced a smile onto his face.

Luckily Ginny jumped in and started talking about her new fashion shoot that she had been selected for. Her whole family, including Hermione, were awe struck with the red head. Harry didn't really see what the fuss was all about, he had the most beautiful woman in his arms right now. He was quite surprised that he felt such insane, intense jealousy for Hermione. He was acting very out of character.

He did not let go of his hold on Hermione all night and if Ron looked at her one more time he was going to do something he regretted. Dessert was just finishing when Ron announced he had to leave, Harry was secretly pleased but everyone else complained, including his Hermione. He stood up to say goodbye to his mother and sister and a sister in law who had arrived late with Bill. He gave all the men a good pat on the back and then he came to Harry. He put his hand out to shake hands and when he did, Hermione stood up and gave Ron a hug. The steam was certainly building up to an explosive point by this stage.

Hermione pulled away and Ron kissed her cheek, he actually kissed her and Harry knew at that minute, he had died. Someone had ripped his heart out.

The overwhelming despair Harry felt couldn't be contained and he excused himself to find a bathroom. He washed his face and looked in the mirror, he didn't recognise the man he saw. The reflection looking back at him was an unknown man who was freaking out and just about to loose control. He knew he had no right what so ever to be like this and he shook his head to clear the murderous thoughts running through his head. He realised he had been gone long enough and made himself be polite, at least that guy had gone.

Everyone had moved into the lounge room so Ginny and Colin could continue their overseas escapades and Hermione sat on a single armchair. When he walked in, she stood up and smiled, patting the seat. He sat down and before she could sit on the floor in front him, he pulled her onto his lap. He felt himself relax when she leaned back and gave him a quick kiss on his lips.

Bill and Charlie talked to Harry a lot, obviously bored with their sister's stories. Harry actually found he could relax and before he knew it, Hermione yawned. He noticed the time was after midnight so he suggested they go home.

When Harry said the word 'home' her heart skipped a beat, she felt the familiar pull in her stomach and knew she would love this man forever.

They said goodnight to everyone and promised to catch up soon.

"Hermione Weasley, don't you be a stranger now!" Mrs Weasley commented, which started Harry's mind going into over drive again.

They apparated onto the front porch and Harry opened the door and waited for her to walk in. Hermione stood there looking at him strangely, she walked in anyway and stood in the lounge room, even though he headed straight for the bedroom.

Harry turned around and realised she hadn't followed him. He walked back to the lounge room and found her standing in the same spot.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, probably already knowing the answer.

"Harry, what was all that about?" he decided to play dumb.

"What was all what about?" Hermione dropped her bag down on the lounge and put her hand on her hip.

"You know exactly what I mean Harry?" He looked at her face and she seemed upset but not angry.

"Maybe you should tell me Hermione Granger, or should I say Weasley, which is it?" Harry snapped. She looked at him and was completely dumbfounded.

"What's wrong Hermione, has the cat got your tongue, maybe you forgot to tell me something, like maybe that you were married to that Ron, or whatever his name is?" Hermione stood there with her mouth opened. She could not believe what was coming out of his mouth and all of a sudden she felt such love for him, she couldn't control her actions. She laughed.

"What is so funny?"

"You are silly, you're jealous aren't you?" Hermione had started walking over to him and he was shocked she had pulled him up for it.

"No!" his words held no honesty.

"Liar" she whispered and then stepped into his body and ran her hands over his chest, she pulled his shirt out of his pants and pushed his shirt off his back. He didn't say anything, he just closed his eyes and felt her lips on his chest. But then he stopped her, he needed answers. He stopped her hands and pushed her back away from his body.

"Hermione tell me!" Harry looked at her face and she was hurt he had stopped her.

"Harry you are being ridiculous, I am not married to Ron!"

"Were you?"

"No"

"Were you in a relationship with him?"

"Oh for heaven's sake Harry. You know what, you are being childish and ridiculous, I am going to bed. Good night." Hermione picked up her bag and walked down to the bedroom. She contemplated leaving but changed her mind. She changed into her nightwear and climbed into bed. It was hours before Harry came to bed and when he did, he smelled of fire whiskey. He fell into bed and Hermione laid very still. She stared at the ceiling and sniffled. She had been crying before he came in.

"Harry, do you want me to leave?" Harry's sharp intake of breath answered her question.

"You don't get it do you?"

"No, apparently not."

"I can't stand the thought of you with another man, let alone you not being with me. Of course I don't want you to leave. You are the best thing that has happened to me ever, and I don't want to lose you Hermione." Hermione leant over and cuddled into his body and he quickly pulled her closer to him. He fell asleep and so did she, with a smile on her face. It was nice to be wanted for once in her life.

So Harry has a bit of a jealous streak.

It's only because he loves her so much. Stay tuned for more...

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