Harry and Hermione spent nearly the rest of the day snogging. It was a wonder that the two of them actually managed to breath at all, see as they barely broke apart from one another.

Hermione was in complete bliss. After eight years of being madly inlove with Harry, she finally knew he felt the same way. In all honesty, this was one of the happiest moments of her life, one she would never, ever forget.

The duo had eventualy made it into Hermiones house, into the living room. They had split for a second to get dried off, only to be back in eachothers arms, engaged in a full blown snog on the sofa. After a while they broke apart, looking into eachothers eyes.

"Harry?" She began, her voice shaky, emotions of all sorts pouring into her words. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Anything." He replied without hesitation. He brushed her cheek, gently. This only cause her to blush more.

"How long have you felt this way about me?"

"What way?" He replied, a smug look on his face.

"You know what I'm talking about prat."

Harry chuckled. "You mean how long have I been in love with you?"

Of course thats what she meant. They both knew it, but she just wanted him to say it again. The smile on her face grew. Him saying it a second time had the same affects as the first. It put her into a complete state of bliss.

"Well," he pondered. When had he actually started feeling that way towards her? Hermione had been such a fixture in his life, it was hard to pinpoint an exact moment. Literally every happy moment in his life contained Hermione in one way or another.

"In all honesty, I don't think there was "one" specific moment."

A slight frown crossed her face. Sure, she wasn't one of those girls who were overly obsessed with romance. She was quite the opposite in most cases, but, she had expected something more.

Noticing her frown, Harry placed his hand near her chin and slightly raised her head. He gave her a bright smile, not once breaking eye contact with her.

"Its hard to pinpoint an exact moment Mione'. Out of everything thats happened in my life, you were always my constant. The one person who could always cheer me up, make me smiled, laugh, who never turned their back on me one way or another. If all else failed, you were always the one person that stayed with me, through what ever obstacle I faced. My constant."

She tried her best, but there was no holding back the tears. Hermione knew at that moment, that this would be the man she loved for the rest of her life. Not that she had any doubt about that in the first place.

She launched herself into his arms, hugging him as if her life depended on it.

"I love you so much Harry."

"I love you too Mione." He placed a gentle kiss one her head.

The two of them just sat there, holding each other. After a while, they feel into a content sleep. Not once letting go of eachother, just drawing comfort from knowing that the person in their arms, loved them without waiver.

After a while, Dand and Jane Granger had made it into their home. Imagine their surprise when they find their daughter, snuggled up on the sofa, to none other than "her Harry".

Dan was instantly brought into over protective father mode. That was, until Jane put her hand on his shoulder.

"Its okay dear, they're just sleeping." Dan eased at his wifes words. He knew his daughter was of legal age now. He knew she would never make a decision to do anything she wasn't ready for, and he knew Harry would never force his daughter to do anything.

"They do look quite cute together dont they?" Jane stated, smiling fondly at the duo.

"They sure do. I dont think I've ever seen our daughter look so... so happy."

"You do everyday honey." At Dans confussed look, she motioned at the picture of Harry and Hermione, sitting on their mantle. Dan chuckled, shaking his head. Anything having to do with Harry would instantly bring Hermione into a great mood. Dan had to admit though, as far as his daughter dating went, he was quite pleased with the choice she had made.

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It was nearing five P.M., otherwise known as dinner time in the Granger house, and both Harry and Hermione were still fast asleep.

Taking it upon herself, Jane headed into the living room. She walked over to the sleeping duo and began to gently shake them.

"Its time to wake up you two. Its time to eat."

This only caused Harry to snuggle closer to Hermione, tightning his grip around her.

"My Mione'." he grumbled out.

Jane smiled brightly at that. Here was Harry, asleep, still protecting her daughter. Letting out a chuckle, she kept shaking the two of them.

"Allright you two, up with the both of you. We don't want your food getting cold."

Hermiones eyes shot open. Her and Harry and been engaged in so much snogging during the day, that food had been completely forgotten.

With a grumbled out "food", Hermione stood, and slowly made her way into the kitchen.

"Sorry Mrs. Granger. I didn't mean to still be here. I'll be on my way, thanks for letting me stop by."

Jane was having none of that, waving Harrys words off. "Nonsense. Like Dan and I told you Harry, you're always welcome here. Now come, dinners ready."

At that moment, his stomach let out a might roar. "Well, I sure could use a bite to eat. I'm starved."

He made his way into the kitchen, not hearing Janes chuckle or comment. "I'm sure you are Harry, I'm sure you are."

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After dinner, Hermione and her mother were in the kitchen, finishing up the dishes. Dan had insisted on taking Harry out into the back yard and show him the proper way to swing a golf club. Hermione her roller her eyes at this. It was no secret that her dad wanted a son, and now he had his chance.

"So," Jane started, "Anything.. insteresting happen today with you and Harry?"

Hermiones face was instantly covered in a deep pink tinge. Sure, she could deny what happened during the day, but she wanted to be honest with her mother. She looked up to her mother, a bright smile plastered on her face.

"He told me he loved me." Her voice a little more singsongy then she was going for, but hiding her emotions at the moment was a hard task. "He actually loves me mum. Can you believe it?"

"Of course I can darling. It was quite obvious."

"To everyone but me, I know, I know."

The two women chuckled. Jane loved seeing her daughter like this. So happy, loveing and carefree. If Harry had this much of an effect on her, well she only hoped he would be around for a very, very long time.

"So, tell me about your day." Jane said.

Hermione dove straight into the story, sparing her mum no details. Jane fawned over Harry calling Hermione his constant. The fact that she knew Harry would never just throw out something like that only made it that much more special.

"Who knew his was such a Casanova? You sure picked a good one honey. Hang on to him."

"I will mum. I'm never letting him go."

The two stood their in silence for a while. Jane finally asked the question that had been on her find since finding the two of them, cuddled up on the couch.

"Hermione?" Hermione looked at her mother, eyes expectant. "Did you and Harry...?"

Hermione laughed. A question like that would of normally had her blushing insanely bad, but around her mum she was feeling more comfortable then ever.

"No mum, we didn't have sex. To be honest, I'm not ready. I do know that I want my first and last time to be with Harry. Just like you and daddy."

Jane smiled fondly at her daughter. Everything was right now. Her daughter was back with them, they were all together.

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"Perfect! Are you sure you've never palyed before? Your follow through is terrific, such amazing form Harry!"

Saying Dan Granger was passionate about golf would be an undersatement. He had take up the sport the year Hermione had started Hogwarts and had fallen in love with it. In some ways, it was his replacement for his daughter, though in his eyes, there could be no replacement.

"Now Harry, when you're putting, you want to make sure you grab the putter like this. Yes, very good. Left hand a little lower, perfect! Now, based on the distance you want to apply the correct amount of force. For instance if the hole was here, you would.."

Hermione and Jane watched on in amusement. It was quite the scene seeing Dan teach Harry golf. Harry on the other hand, was listening intently. Hanging on to every single word that left Dans mouth.

Time passed, eventually Dan and Harry stopped, making a promise to visit a driving range soon. The four of them talked, Jane telling Harry many a story about the young Hermione. After a while, Jane and Dan bid the two a good night and headed off to their room.

They sat there for a moment, just looking and smiling at eachother. Harry pushed slightly closer to Hermione, grabbing her hand.

"You have no idea how happy you made me today. I've wanted to tell you for so long, but I was so affraid you didn't feel the same." Harry said, placing a gentle kiss on the back of Hermiones hand.

"I know," she replied "It was the same for me. So long, so much time wasted."

Harry gave her a bright smile, reaching up to her face, pushing back a strand of her hair.

"Well, look on the bright side."

He moved in and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.

"We can make up for all the time we lost now."