Hey everyone. Sorry for the long wait on this...as I have said before (whether on this or one of my other stories) senior year...yeah.

Anyways, here's another Muggle Moment for you all.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter!

Tick.

Tock.

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Tock.

"Dammit, Hermione, we're late." Harry hissed tightening his hold on his tipsy friend as they slowly made their way through the yard. They had been on a Muggle Vacation, and had spontaneously decided to get an international portkey to take them to Las Vegas, Nevada over in the states. They had never been there before, and had only heard of it through their few Muggle acquaintances that they had through Hermione's family.

"Psh, no we aren't! We're early, Harry!" Hermione protested, giggling when she tripped. Using his seeker skills Harry caught her, grumbling under his breath as he tightened his hold yet again, hoping that he had a better grip this time.

Harry sighed. "Maybe in Vegas time, yeah, but its hours later here, remember?" he reminded her, a noise of aggravation escaping his lips when she somehow tripped yet again. "Screw this; don't fall, ok?" he let go of her for a second, turning his back to her and crouching. "Climb on."

Hermione squealed in delight, wrapping her arms around his neck as she hopped up, her legs wrapping around his waist. Harry gripped her thighs, grunting as he straightened. "I love piggy back rides!" she exclaimed in his ear, a grin stretched across her face.

"Just don't choke me, ok?" Harry told her continuing on his way to the house that he, Hermione, Ginny and Ron shared.

"Ok!" she giggled, shimming up so that she could comfortably rest her head in the crook of his neck. "Sing to me?" she asked him sleepily, her hot breath fanning across his neck.

Harry smiled softly. "Sure, 'Mione." He was quiet for a moment as he thought; the only sound the gentle footfalls of his feet.

"When the night has come, and the land is dark, and the moon is the only light we'll see. No I won't be afraid, oh I won't be afraid. Just as long as you stand, stand by me." Harry sang his voice soft and soothing. Hermione slowly fell asleep to his singing, just as Harry knew she would. He tightened his grip on her when he felt her body go slack against his, glad that they were so close to their home.

When he finally made it to their yard he used a bit of wandless magic to open the gate, slowly making his way up the stone path so he wouldn't drop his sleeping best friend. He was glad that she had fallen asleep, honestly; they had promised each other that they would not use magic—besides the bit needed to get them to and from—at all on their trip until they were home. Hermione's trusty little bag didn't count, because they had not wanted to spend the vacation lugging around heavy suitcases.

Using his wandless magic again he opened the front door, kicking it closed behind him wincing when it slammed. Less than a minute later he heard the doors upstairs opening, feet sleepily making their way down the stairs.

"Harry?" Ginny yawned, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "You're late. Where's Hermione?"

"Hey, love. Sorry, we forgot about the time difference. She's asleep." He squeezed her thighs again, drawing their attention to the girl slumbering on his back.

"I'm surprised she fell asleep." Ron mumbled, arms reaching above his head in a back popping stretch.

"I'm sure she wouldn't have had if she weren't…tipsy." He said, moving towards their living room. Ron and Ginny followed, Ron helping Harry gently lay Hermione down on the couch.

"She have a little too much fun wherever you were?" Ron asked, removing the purse and setting it on the in table. He removed her shoes next, leaving the clothes for when they moved to their bedroom.

"We went to Las Vegas." Harry said, looks of comprehension settling on their faces. "We'll talk about it later? I am exhausted." He yawned.

"Of course." Ginny said taking his hand. "See you in the morning." She told Ron, Harry mumbling a goodbye as he followed his girlfriend up the stairs and to their room.

"Goodnight," Ron called after them, turning back to his sleeping girlfriend. He smiled at the sight of her, soaking it in before he bent to pick her up and carry her up to their room, gentle words and sleepy murmers the soundtrack to the rest of their night.

Well, I hope you all enjoyed this!

Reviews would really be greatly appreciated. I'm not sure how many are still interested in this..