AN: Sorry for not updating this story sooner I just seem to have such a hard time writing chapters for it. I don't know what it is but its like pulling out my nails. It seems every time I sit down to write it out nothing comes to me and I hate that it happens. If anyone has any ideas for this story please PM me or tell me in a review and I'll give you the credit for the idea. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's anything you don't is mine.

Harry and I were sitting on a couch watching a movie together. To be perfectly honest I thought it was lame but I would never tell Harry that. He had thought I would like some sappy chick flick but I hated it. I preferred comedies. Especially after everything that had happened during the war. I needed laughter in my life after everything.

"Your mind is a million miles away Hermione." Harry muttered pulling me against his side. "Just enjoy the movie."

Easy for him to say. He was actually enjoying the movie. I on the other hand, was having a hard time getting into it. The movie lasted for another hour and half. I wanted to bludgeon my brains out with a beater's bat by the time the movie finished.

"You didn't like it at all did you?" Harry asked slipping the VHS back into the case.

"Not really." I muttered flushing.

"Thank Merlin!" I looked up at him surprised.

"What?" I asked surprised.

"Well we've never really done anything normal and I wanted to see what movies you liked., this was the fastest way to figure out what you like and what you don't." Harry said pushing his glasses up his nose.

"Why didn't you just ask me instead making me watch some sappy romance where half the cast dies. That is not my idea of a good time. I mean come on the leading male wasn't even cute and he died." I said rolling my eyes.

"Well that's because he was a blond. You prefer your men with dark hair." Harry muttered wrapping an arm around my waist.

"That is very true." I whispered before he placed his lips against mine. My breath rushed out and he pulled me closer to him. How Harry had gotten so good at kissing I had no idea but right now I didn't really care. He smelled so good and the way he was nibbling on my lip was making me extremely warm.

Harry whispered my name dragging his lips across my skin. A soft gasp escaped my mouth before I could stop it. Harry smiled and bit my neck lightly. My body felt like it was on fire and I absolutely loved it.

"About time you two got together." A voice said behind us. I yelped and pulled away from Harry, my face flushing brightly. Ron and Lavender were standing in the doorway smiling at us.

"Hey Ron, Lavender." Harry said sliding his arm around my waist. I leaned against his side and smiled at Lavender. She tried to avoid my eye but when she finally looked at me I smiled at her. Lavender smiled back the scars stretching across her face. I hated to say it but I preferred Lavender ever since she had been attacked. She seemed more down to earth now and didn't care about who was snogging whom or who had found which dress where.

"So when did this happen?" Ron asked turning to look between Harry and I. I flushed and bit my lip nervously.

"A couple days." Harry said smiling down at me. I smiled back at him and leaned my head against his shoulder.

"What changed mate?" Ron asked looking at Harry. Harry shrugged then nodded toward the hallway. They walked off whispering furiously back and forth.

"I was afraid you two would never realize you are perfect for each other." Lavender muttered smiling at me.

"You knew?" I asked turning towards Lavender.

"Of course, everyone has. There were bets going at Hogwarts for when you two would get together." Lavender said sitting on the couch.

"Your kidding right?" I asked sitting down next to her.

"Oh no, we all saw it. It was just a question of when you two would figure it out for yourselves." Lavender said with a knowing smile.

"Merlin." I whispered slumping against the couch.

Lavender gasped loudly and I turned to her. She wad holding the case for the movie Harry and I had just finished watching. No bloody way! I could already see the sparkle in her bluish-purple eyes.

"You have this movie?!" She shrieked bouncing up and down. And once again I was reminded of why I didn't like her.

"Yes." I muttered rubbing my eyes.

"Can we watch it, please?" She asked folding her hands together as if in prayer. All I wanted to do was give her the stink eye and say no. But I couldn't, not when she was acting like herself for the first time in months.

"Yes." I muttered leaning back against the pillows. Lavender squealed and put in the movie. I rolled my eyes and resigned myself to either day dreaming or watching the crappy movie again.

"Isn't Leonardo DiCaprio handsome?" Lavender asked sighing.

"Uh-huh." I muttered rubbing my eyes.

Harry and Ron wandered into the room ten minutes later. Ron glared at the telly before sitting next to Lavender. Harry smirked as he sat down next to me. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Oh yeah this is bloody brilliant." I muttered darkly. Harry threw back his head and laughed deeply.

"Shhh!" Lavender snapped turning back to the telly her eyes wide.

By the time the movie finished for the second time I wanted to stab my eyes out with a fork. This was the stupidest movie ever!

Ron had his arms wrapped around Lavender who was sobbing softly. I rolled my eyes and turned to Harry who was shaking his head trying not to laugh.

"I think I'm going to head to bed." I muttered walking towards the steps shaking my head. "Coming Harry?"

"Course." He said jumping up his face slightly flushed his eyes sparkling.

"Have fun." Ron muttered smirking. "We'll just let ourselves out."

"You do that." Harry said following me up the steps. Once we reached the door to my room and closed it I started laughing.

"What?" Harry asked watching me like I was completely barmy.

"That – was – hilarious!" I gasped out between giggles.

"Half the people died in that movie and its based on a true story." Harry said watching me in surprise.

"Not that – Lavender." I gave one last giggle then fell on my bed with a smile. Harry was staring at me his eyes wide and dark. I looked down to where Harry's eyes were trained. My shirt had ridden up slightly and he was staring at my flat stomach.

"Hermione?" My eyes flashed up to Harry's. He was staring at me intently and sat on the bed next to me.

"Yes?" I whispered breathily as he hovered over me his eyes hungry.

"I love you." And then he was kissing me like he was a man dying of thirst and I was the sweetest drink he had ever tasted.

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