Harry had at least an hour worth of talking with Hermione when they had to come up with a way to balance the world-saving part with the Hermione-time part.

It wasn't the best plan, but Hermione had decided to stay three more days until she went home, and Harry tried the best he could to spend time with her. Of course there were times when he simply couldn't ignore when something happened right outside his window, and had to suit up.

He even took her up on a rooftop to show her his view of the city in costume, just to show one of the tiny joys of being Spider-Man.

From here they could see a big part of London, bathing in the sunset.

"It's amazing."

He shrugged and crouched down at the edge of the roof, looking out over the city. "It's alright."

She slowly sat down on her knees beside him, shaking. "So this is what you do."

"Yeah. Sure, I wish the view was a bit better, but what are you gonna do?"

Hermione lightly smacked her lips. He could tell she was nervous and wanted to tell him something.

"Harry, I've thought a lot about us lately. I'm going home tomorrow, so I wanted to tell you now, in person."

Harry looked at her, worryingly.

"Don't start this again", he mumbled. "I've told you…"

"No, no, this isn't about Spider-Man. This is about us, as people."

Harry slowly nodded.

"There's been some change of plans. We can't see each other anymore during the remaining of the summer."

"What? I thought I was coming over to you next time and we were going to the Burrow together?"

Hermione slowly shook her head. "They said something about us needing a break from each other, that we are far too young for a serious relationship. I think your aunt Petunia told them what we we're… up to during the weekend. So they're taking me on a mountain hike to get my mind off boys, as my mom put it. We're going to fish, swim, camp and all of that. I don't think you would like it anyway, but I'll be sure to take some photos for you."

Harry nodded. Inside he was a bit torn apart.

She touched his mask-covered face.

"Don't worry, we'll be seeing each other on the train-station. But please don't get yourself into hospital again. I don't want to see your aunt in that condition again. It was very hard on her when you were knocked out."

Harry nodded yet again. "I'll try."

She smiled and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

"Don't do that", he smirked behind the mask.

"Why not?" she looked at him with a bit of confusion.

Harry gave a chuckle and tossed his legs over the edge of the roof. "You don't know where it's been!"

"What, other girls kiss you?" she pushed him in his side but laughed.

"No, but criminals spray their horrible breath on me every time they want to tell me how much they love me. And one time I had to chase two guys down in a sewer! A sewer! It smelled worse than Hagrids body-odor."

Hermione kept laughing, as did he.

The next morning Harry took farewell of Hermione, before he rushed out again. While swinging his phone suddenly started ringing; he didn't recognize the number.

"Oh, c'mon! I had such a good morning!"

With a quick jump he let go of the webbing and landed on a wall and answered the phone.

"Hiya, it's your friendly neighbor Spider-Man at your service."

"Do you really answer like that on phone? That's unprofessional", it was Tony Stark.

"I just want the poor salesman to feel special during his boring job. And how did you get this number?"

Tony scoffed. "Uh, remember that I'm a genius with unlimited resources? It's not very hard to track you down."

"Right."

"Anyways, the rest of the team disagrees that I should let you jump around by yourself out there. Especially after you miserably got yourself into hospital. Steve says I should monitor you, and I agree. You're too young, too irresponsible to be throwing your head first into danger."

Harry scoffed.

"You're unbelievable, you know that right?" he caught the sound of sirens in the distance.

"You almost ruined a child's entire life because you didn't think things through. I can't allow that to happen again. What are you gonna do when it's on a bigger scale? Let's say, a bomb goes off with a room full of people – what are you going to do?"

Harry didn't answer; he'd had caught something on the police radio, it sounded like a bank robbery only a couple of blocks away.

"Hey, kid! Are you listening to me? You…"

"I gotta go", Harry quickly shut off his phone and swung off.

The weeks progressed in almost the same manner: he woke up, put his suit on, ignored the phone calls he got from Tony, spoke with Hermione over the phone, got to bed and repeat with minor changes.

Every day things happened around the city and when he got back home he usually was exhausted.

"Yeah. I know", he fell down with a thud on his bed, talking to Hermione over the phone after another day. "And before you repeat yourself, I'm going to say that I had no intensions of breaking that guy's arm. I just hit a little too hard. He was threatening a girl with a knife, what was I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, web him up? Get his attention? But no matter what you have to pull your punches, Harry. Real life is not a comic book."

"Yeah, I know you already said that", he smiled.

"Maybe you can take some advice from mr Stark? I know he was being unreasonable last time we met him, but you could use some advice from someone more experienced."

"No."

"Harry… you honestly can't hold a grudge against him. He saved your life."

Harry loosely bit his lip in doubt. "Did he?"

Hermione sighed.

"Because I don't feel that way when I wake up, and when I put on the suit I think: will I get back home alive or will I end up beside my uncle?" he took a short pause. "Waking up every day, knowing that no matter how many lives I protect, no matter how many people call me a hero, someone even more powerful could change everything. You do know that, right?"

Hermione was quiet for a few seconds before she answered. "You got bitten by a radio-active spider, correct?"

"Yeah. It sounds silly when you say it like that…"

"How high are the chance of that happening again?"

Harry looked over to his door to check if his aunt was spying on him. "Pretty high. We have Captain America, Iron Man, Hulk, Thor… you want me to keep going?"

Hermione gave a tired chuckle.

"Okay, you got a point. Just try to stay out of trouble – by not punching people. But I have to sleep now, Harry. It's been a long day. We talk more tomorrow."

Harry nodded even if he knew she couldn't see him. "Sure. Alright, love you."

"Love you", she hung up and yet again he was left lonely.

He laid back on his pillow, staring up towards the ceiling and thinking about what Hermione just had told him.

Harry spent the next morning by his desk, skimming through a book about martial arts and trying to understand the most of it. In the process he accidently broke his ceiling light among a couple of other things in the room.

Around lunch-time his phone called. He gave it a quick look to see who it was: he didn't recognize the number.

"Uh, hello?"

"Harry, I don't see you", it was Ron.

Great.

He'd completely forgot Ron would come over and visit him. They were supposed to meet up by the train station, and Ron most certainly would get lost amongst the rushing crowds of Muggles.

Harry glanced up the clock on his desk and quickly got out of his chair.

"Oh crap. Sorry, Ron. I'm coming over right now", he reached for the attic hatch to take out the suit, but quickly decided to not put it on.

"You're not here?" Ron didn't sound too worried, he sounded more like he just had witnessed someone die. "I need to speak with you right now. Something… something has… I have to tell you in person."

"Something happened?"

"Yeah."

Harry got a bit worried; what exactly had happened?

"Listen, I get there as fast as possible, alright? Don't go anywhere."

"Sure."

Harry hung up and rushed to the door out of the apartment.

"Hey where are you going? It's soon lunch, Harry", aunt Petunia said over her shoulder.

"Ron's waiting for me at the train station, I'll be back soon."

With haste he for once went out the door without the suit and just in a pair of shoes and a zipper sweater.

AUTHORS END NOTES

If you didn't notice it by now, I'm heavily basing Tony Stark off the MCU movies, and most of the Harry Potter characters off the books. Anyway, that's what I imagined while writing this. And I don't know why, but the suit I imagine Harry in is the Amazing Spider-Man 2 suit. The movie might be a mess, but that costume is amazing.