The door to the Granger residence opened and Jean walked in. "Hello guys. I'm back!" No reply. She went into the dining room. Nothing there. She walked upstairs worriedly. "Hermione?" Shouted Jean. No reply. She walked towards Hermione's room and knocked on the door. "Don't come in!" Exclaimed Hermione quickly. "Ok. Sorry. You had me worried, where's Harry?" Questioned Jean from outside the door. Hermione paused then said, "Umm… He's… In here with me." Jean heard lots of shuffling and running about inside the door. She smiled to herself and turned away. If Hermione had to be with a boy, it would certainly be Harry thought Jean. Dr Granger turned and went to her own room.
"That was so close! We need to be careful. We don't want them to find out the wrong way!" Hissed Hermione. Harry laughed awkwardly then said coolly, "I think your mum has already figured it out." He tucked Hermione into his chest and whispered, "We need to tell your dad tonight." Hermione agreed and kissed him briefly on the lips. "I'll go and speak to mum." Announced Hermione.
"Mum?" Hermione opened the door to her parents' bedroom, "How was your day?" said Hermione innocently. Jean looked up at Hermione and laughed. "Harry's the reason you've been distracted this summer isn't he?" questioned Jean. Hermione nodded and tried to stay calm but she burst out laughing. "How did it happen?" said Jean intently, she gestured Hermione to sit down. "Well, this morning. He's just so great and brave. He's so caring. He kissed me this morning and it was brilliant. I can't stay away from him!" the words came out of Hermione's mouth very quickly and Jean continued laughing. "This is great news! He's great for you. My Hermione is growing up." Proclaimed Jean, there was a faint tear in her eye. "I won't keep you from him. Just remember, your father may not be so understanding." They both laughed. Hermione went to the door and left without looking back.
"How was it?" questioned Harry worriedly. Hermione placed her hands on his face to calm him down. She pecked his mouth and said, "She was fine. She liked the idea," Harry's face curved into a smile. "But, she said that Dan may not take it so well. He'll have to deal with it because I'll never let you go!" Harry blushed and bent down and tenderly stroked her face. Their lips met in a hot moment. Their mouths fitted together like a jigsaw. Harry couldn't be happier. Harry would have to control his thoughts before they got their mind-link!
A few hours later, Dan returned. His wife greeted him at the door and kissed him on his cheek. "Sorry I'm late. There was a child with an extremely bad toothache. Nasty business!" said Dan apologetically. He went into the dining room and saw all of the cutlery laid out. "Dinner's nearly ready. I'll get the kids." Jean said to her husband.
At the end of their meal Harry decided it was time. He plucked up every last ounce of his Gryffindor courage - He needed it! – Harry cleared his voice and announced in his calmest tone, "My feelings for Hermione are very deep and she returns those feelings. We have decided to start dating as of this morning." Harry winced and waited expectantly. His heart rate was going through the roof! Dan shuffled in his seat and said, "Well, this is news." Harry winced again expecting the worst. "Good news actually!" Harry's heart rate slowed dramatically and he was smiling so hard that his face began to ache. "A toast to a young couple!" proclaimed Dan. It couldn't have gone any better.
Harry and Hermione went back upstairs after a while. Harry turned to Hermione and said, "Mione, you're so beautiful. I never want to lose you. You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me." She blushed so profusely that she went completely red. She jumped into his arms and kissed him on his lips. They stood there at the top of the stairs for a few minutes whilst their tongues explored each other's mouths. "Good night Mione." Said Harry. Harry strode back to his room and closed the door. Hermione's knees wobbled and she stumbled back to her door. She went inside and laid on her bed.
It was an extremely uncomfortable night for both of them. They couldn't stay away from each other for so long. They tossed and turned in their bedsheets. They were only two doors away from each other but it felt like half a world away. They both just wished that morning would come so they could touch each other again and smell each other's scents.