The two of them sat there, unable to actually wrap their heads around what they were looking at. Hermione was the first to turn away from the couple. She looked back at Harry, the confussed expression on her face not diminishing.

"Draco and Ginny? How? When?" She questioned.

Harry shook his head. "I have no idea.."

Hermione frowned. Why was Harry acting like this? Was it possible he still had feelings for Ginnt.

"Harry," started Hermione "Are you okay?"

He gave off a light nod. "I really am. Its just that its odd you know?"

Hermione nodded in agreement. "Do you still have feelings for Ginny, Harry?" She asked, instantly regretting it in fear that he did.

To her surprise however, Harry just laughed.

~Flashback~

It was about, two days after the fall of Voldemort. Harry was sitting near the fire in the gryffindor common room, just pondering what had happened over the past few days. It was still a shock to him. He had actually won! He was going to get the chance to live his life the way he wanted. No longer in constant fear of an evil madman trying to constantly end his life.

He let out a sigh. The number of people lost in the final battle, hadn't been nearly as close as to what people assumed would happen. They did lose a few good people, but in the end, they all belived that they had come out in pretty decent shape.

Only three students from Hogwarts had died, a couple of fourth years and a sixth year harry didn't now. The order had suffered minor injuries, but no deaths in their ranks.

As Harry sat there, his concentration was broken by a red headed girl sitting down next to him.

"Hi." she said, in a slightly shy voice. "Are you okay?"

He gave her a weak smile and nodded. "Pretty great actually."

They sat there for a second in an awkward silence. After a minute or two, Ginny spoke up.

"Harry?" when he looked at her, she continued. "Can you be honest with me?"

"Of course." He replied without hesitation.

"Theres no chance of us getting back together, is there?"

He let out a sigh, giving her a sad look. "Honestly, I don't think so. I'm sorry Ginny."

She looked down at het feet. She expected this. Oddly enough, she felt more okay with it then she thought she would.

"Ginny? Please don't be mad. I do care for you. A lot actually, but in a more sisterly way. I'm sor-"

She cut him off with a laguh. "Harry its okay. I honestly feel the same. You've been like a brother to me for so many years, aslong as your in my life in one way, I'm okay with that."

Harry gave her his signature lopsided grin. "So, still friends?"

"Forever." she replied, simply.

"Honestly Mione', you know how that ended. What me and Ginny shared was nothing more than a little crush I had on my friends sister."

Hermione let out a sigh and smiled at Harry. "So, should we go over there and talk to them?"

"Ugh, honestly, maybe we should let them enjoy themselves. They look really happy though, dont they?"

She nodded in a greement. "How long has Draco been seeing her?"

"About four months I think. The way hes been talking about her, he really, really likes her. Anyways, lets get out of here. We have more shopping to do."

Hermione stood up with Harry. They each grabbed a bag, and the duo slipped out of the cafe, unnoticed by the happy couple.

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"Aren't these quills brilliant Harry?" Hermione ran her finger over the quill, enjoying the simple feel of it. It was a deep blue feathered quill with black trime around the edges. It reminded Harry quite a bit of the Ravelclaw colors.

"They are quite nice." He replied. He loved seeing Hermione like this. The fact that she was so excited over quills though, had Harry holding back a chuckle.

"Are you going to buy them?" He questioned.

Hermione looked over the price of the quills, noticing that the entire set was four galleons. "I don't think so. Quite a steep price for a set of quills. I just get some plain ones, no big fuss."

As she walked towards the other quills, Harry stayed behind. He looked back towards her, making sure she was looking away from him, and grabbed the quills. He quickly made his way to the clerk, paid for the set and stuffed them in the bag. Quite pleased that Hermione had become none the wiser to what he had done.

"All set?" He asked, as he made his way next to her.

Hermione nodded. "Sure am. Just need to pay for these and we can be on our way.

They walked over to the clerk, paid for the things Hermione had picked out and walked out of the store.

Once they were out of the store, Harry checked his watch.

"Wow," he sighed, "Its six P.M. allready."

"Really?" questioned Hermione. She let a small frown appear on her face. "The day went by so fast."

"It sure did." They walked up the streets of diagon alley in silence for a while.

"So, did we get everything we needed?" Asked Harry.

"Yeah. Guess theres nothing left to do."

"Right." stated Harry. "Time to go home."

Hermione nodded her agreement. Harry grabbed her arm lightly, and withn seconds they were gone.

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A moment later, the two appeared in the front of the Grangers home. They stood there in silence for a minute. The day had been very eventful for the two of them, though not as eventful as either would of liked.

Hermione had been thinking about their talk in the dinner since it had happened. Was Harry going to tell her that he loved her? He couldn't have.. Did he actually feel that way about her? She hoped he did, more than anything. She thought about bringing it up multiple times dafter it had happened, but none of it felt right.

A few minutes later, Hermione had built up the courage. She was going to ask Harry what he was going to say.

"Harry?" Hermione said, causing Harry to look up from his feet. "What were you going to say in the cafe?"

A bright pink tinge covered Harrys face. He let out a sight, it was now or never.

"Well, Mione'," He started "I was going to say that I-"

Just then the front door opened to reveal Mr. Granger, with his wife right behind him, scowling at her husband.

"Oh, Hermione, welcome home darling." he said, as he pulled his daughter into a hug. "This must be Harry? Its been a while lad. Dan Granger, its a pleasure to meet you again.

Harry smiled and shook the mans hand. "Nice to see you again sir."

"We were just sitting down for dinner Harry." started Jane, "Would you like to join us?"

"I wouldn't want to impose." he replied.

Hermione took this chance to speak up. "Nonsense Harry. I'm sure theres plenty of food. Right mum? Right daddy?"

"Of course, Harrys always welcome to join us." Stated Dan.

The four of them made there way to the kitchen, sitting down at the table.

Harry took the seat beside Hermione with her parents sitting directly across from them.

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The meal had been wonderful in Harrys opinion. Jane Granger was an amazing cook, who, in Harrys opinion, could give Molly Weasley a run for her money.

Through out dinner the four had talked amoungst themselves. Much to Hermiones, and Harrys, delight, Harry had hit it off with her parents. Dan had asked Harry many questions about quiddich, his time playing the game and just watching it in general. Hermione had told her father about the game over the years, but it was nothing compared to hearing it fromsomeone who experienced first hand.

After they had finished the meal, Jane had fixed the group a nice round of tea, so here they sat, still engaged in small talk.

"Ever play golf Harry? Questioned Dan.

"No, sir." He replied "My uncle did make me catty for him once. Not much fun, but i do think playing would of been quite enjoyable."

Dan scowled at his response. "Well, thats a shame. I'd be honored if you would join me for a game sometime. I think it would be a nice time."

Harry smiled and looked over at Hermione. She had been looking at Harry, listening intently to the conversation he was having with her father. She gave him a small nod and smile and turned back to talk to her mother.

"Sure sir, I think that would be wonderful."

Dan clapped his hands, and let out a chuckle. "Thats settled then. I'll make a golf pro out of you yet!"

The evening wound down, time flying faster than Harry could ever have imagined. He loved being around Hermiones family. The warmth in the house was like nothing he had ever felt before and he loved every single second of it.

"Well, as much as I don't want to, I think i should be heading home. Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Granger for having me over. I had a wonderful time."

"Anytime Harry. It was great having you join us." Said Jane, standing and pulling Harry into a hug.

He shook Dans hand, and after a few more goodbyes, he walked to the door, Hermione in toe.

"I really had a great time today Harry. More fun then I've had in a while"

Harry smiled, "Same here. I loved hanging out with you today."

Hermione blushed at his statement. "Maybe we could hang out tomorrow?" she blurted out "I mean you can come over and swim. I mean.. if you want."

Harry let out a chuckle and pulled Hermione into a hug.

"That would be great Mione'. I'll see you tomorrow then?"

Hermione nodded, and he continued.

"Well, goodnight Mione'." He broked the hug, and did something he had never done before. Harry leaned in and gave Hermione a soft kiss on her cheek.

He gave her one final smile, and turned in his place, vanishing from the area with a small pop.

Hermione tood there frozen, with a grin plastered all over her face. Her hand moved to her cheek, where a tingle from where he had kissed her still left its mark.

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Hermione eventually made her way back into the house. She had failed to noticed that her parents had went up to bed.

She practically floated to her room, still going over the scene that had happened moments ago. She made her way into the room and looked to her bed, where she had put the bags from her shopping trip. Shaking her head, in an attempt to get her mind off of what had happened, she moved to her bed and began unpacking her bags.

Hermione placed everything where it belonged and noticed that there was one bag on the bed she didn't remember buying. She moved closer, and pulled out the item in the bag.

Her eyes went wide. There, in her hands, was the set of quills she had seen earlier that day. She ran her hand over the wooden box, while looking it over curiously.

Hermione opened the box, revealing that indeed this was the set she had been smitten with in the store. When she opened the lid however, a small peice of white parchment, slid out. She grabbed it and began reading.

I could tell how much you liked these in the store. The look in your eyes was more than worth the cost of them. I hope you enjoy them Mione'.

Love - Harry.

Hermione fell back into bed, clutching the box to her chest. Her eyes full of unshead tears of joy.

Eventually, she fell asleep, still clutching the box to her chest for dear life, with thoughts of her wonderful, wonderful Harry.