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Cedric Diggory was smirking at his girlfriend as they continued to practice to read each others thoughts. Dumbledore thought it was important for them to become well practiced when it came to the powers that came with the soul bond. Mostly the powers consisted of being able to tap in to the other persons magic, emotions, thoughts, and things such as that. The way the headmaster described it was like they were two souls that needed to act as one body. The lessons were coming slow, but they were getting there considering they were two of the brightest people in this day and age.

Come on love," He coaxed with a smirk at the look of frustration on her face. One thing he had learned about Hermione was the fact she became easily frustrated when she didn't get something right after the first few tries. "You are trying to implant a thought in to my mind. Remember what Dumbledore said; it is a matter of will and mental strength. Don't try to force yourself in to my mind. You are not breaking down a wall, but more like trying to find a back door. I know that you can do Hermione, you can do anything if you put your brilliant mind to it. Just relax and don't try to force it alright?"

She sighed and nodded before closing her eyes and concentrating again. She could feel her mind expand and touch the edges of Cedric's mind. It reminded her of a spider web with the way blue threads, which indicated each of his individual thoughts, spread out and weaved amongst each other. Some threads of thought were brighter than others which meant the brighter ones were thoughts that happened to be closer to the front of his mind while the duller threads were older thoughts lost in the back of his mind. She slowly moved her mind forward and reached out to touch one of his thoughts.

Would it be too early to propose? His voice echoed out the thought and as soon as Cedric realized she had tapped in to that particular thought, he closed it off hoping she hadn't heard the entire thing. Well go ahead and try to plant something in my head instead of poking around in my thoughts. Thank you by the way for not commenting on that thought. It would be best just to pretend you didn't hear it at all.

It is as good as gone. She replied in his mind before getting back to the task at hand. It took her a moment to think of a thought to implant in his mind. The difference between speaking in his mind and implanting a thought was the fact that when implanting a thought, it was putting a suggestion in his head and not just having a conversation. Finally she came up with the perfect thought to implant. she had to remind herself to act as if she was thinking from his point of view. It has been a while since I did something romantic for Hermione. I should do something romantic tonight for her. Hmm, maybe I should write a sonnet or cook her dinner? Yes, I think that I will cook her something nice, the muggle way and perhaps take her flying afterwards.

After implanting the thought, Hermione pulled out of his mind with a soft smile resting on her full lips. "Well we will see if it worked later. I think we have practiced enough for today. School starts up soon and you need to decide what teacher you want to shadow and I have to catch up on my summer reading. You have taken toll on the time I use to get ahead in my studies."

The former Hufflepuff came to stand behind her as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. "I never heard you complaining before. Besides, even if you didn't study at all, it's not like you would fail. I doubt you have it within yourself to fail at anything you do. On the topic of who I want to shadow, I was thinking of maybe shadowing a couple of them for the first few weeks before I decide for sure who I want to shadow full time. What would think if I did that? I want your opinion because whatever goes on in my life includes you and I would never make a big life choice without knowing how you feel about it first."

The bushy haired bookworm spun around in his arms and grabbed his hands as she started walking backwards so that she could still speak with him face to face. "You know that I will support you in whatever you choose to do. I still feel guilty that you are staying at Hogwarts for me. I know you say that it's not because of me, but sometimes I don't believe you. You must have dreams and ambitions Cedric, and I the last thing I want is for you to give them up for me. You shouldn't give your dreams up for me."

"I'm not giving anything up love and you need to realize that." He told her truthfully as his expression softened in a way it did only when she was around. "You need to realize that you are my future Hermione and wherever you are, that is where I belong because you are the one thing that makes all of my dreams come true."

Hermione brightened and blushed the way she did whenever he complimented her. She was unsure of whether she could ever get used to getting compliments all the day, but she sure would try. "You always know just the right thing to say. The only reason I nag you is because I don't want you to resent me in the future if you give up your dreams right now. I want you to be happy Cedric, by whatever means possible."

"I am happy Hermione." He told her pressing his lips against hers in a soft kiss. "I have no need to travel the world in order to be happy. Besides, I like the idea of becoming a teacher. Being able to give detentions, making homework has hard or as simple as I want, catching naughty students snogging when they should be studying, yes, I could be a regular Snape in no time at all. I could probably be worse than Snape if I tried hared enough."

Hermione laughed out loud as she pictured that. "You are terrible you know that right? You should be excited at the thought of molding young minds, not terrorizing the whole student body."

The eyes of her boyfriend were filled with mischief. "You love me regardless of the fact I can be terrible when I want to be. Besides, I can mold young minds and terrorize the students; it doesn't have to be one or the other. Come love, I am feeling rather romantic tonight and I want to cook you dinner. For some reason I feel like cooking the muggle way instead of simply conjuring up a nice dinner."

This time the Gryffindor girl smirked deviously. "It appears as if my suggestion has worked."

"Now whose devious?" Cedric grumbled even though he was smiling and shaking his head as they made their way back in to the castle.

TBC...

AN: I hope that you all liked this chapter and I wanted to thank everyone who put this story on their favs, alerts, and reviewed. The chapters may be short, but I have a lot going on right now with my health. I am going to a hospital out of state Monday, but I am bring my Ipad, which is what I wrote this on, with me so I am hoping that I will be able to update, if not you know why.

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