Chapter 5
Harry and Hermione were up late the next morning, and went directly to the stay house, where the hobbits were rapidly questioning Ginny as Neville and Aragorn nursed cups of coffee. "Good morning Harry!" Ginny chirped.
Harry grunted, and took a cup of coffee for himself. "Harry's just grumpy." Hermione explained. "I told him he couldn't bring his house with him to the counsel."
"But 'Mione." Harry whined. Aragorn was reminded of a young child, before what he said registered. His house?
"No." Hermione said firmly. By this point, Aragorn had forgotten about the house and was wondering what the relationship between the two was.
"Alright." Harry admitted defeat. He wrapped his arms around her and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. "What would I do without you?" He questioned.
"Go crazy and off yourself." She said teasingly.
"Probably." Harry admitted, smiling at her. He grinned impishly. "But you love me anyways." He laughed, sitting down.
"I do." Hermione laughed. She sat herself on Harry's lap, and started telling Aragorn the stories of their people. Her favorite were the correct stories of the founders. Turns out Slytherin didn't hate muggleborns. They'd found some journals to prove that. Aragorn started thinking they were together romantically. They had that ease of being together for close to three thousand years.