A/N

sorry guys, I apologize this chapter isn't very long. having to rethink where this story is going to go was a little harder than I thought I also deleted the old story. and before I get comments asking why I'll tell you. this is a rewrite. it will have similar ideas but executed very differently. besides the old one had a lot of memories I don't really care to remember. as such out with the old in with the new. I will try and make chapters longer and have a few ready to just upload when I can.

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They both sat at the table and couldn't speak. Hermione stirred her tea softly. They couldn't truly make eye contact for the moment. The rush of sudden feeling they both had felt was still in the back of their minds but the glowing had taken prominence. neither of them had any idea what it meant or what it even was. Winky had been watching them for the past hour, assessing them. Winky had heard from her grandmother years ago when she was just a youngling, about the glow from Merlin and Morgana. How it had almost blinded those who witnessed it. Winky knew she was lucky to have had her eyes closed when it started, but knew from the after glow what it meant. But unless she was asked, she would not volunteer that information, that was not something winky was taught to do. For now she laid in her mistress's bed and gathered her strength, allowing the power to heal her body and mind.

"So what happens now." Harry finally spoke, their tea long since gone cold. "I…I don't know Harry. I don't know what the glow means, I don't have the Hogwarts library here to find out. We… well we… you know and we just found out not only was our best friend poisoning us, but you are a lord of an ancient and noble house… it's all so overwhelming I don't have any clue where to begin." Hermione spoke in a rush and then let her head thump against the table. "Err… I meant about the kiss Hermione. Just that… does this mean we're dating now? Or…" "Harry if you're worried it was just a one time thing I can assure you…" she paused a moment slowing a blush to settle on her cheeks again. "I don't intend on it. I quite liked kissing you." Harry beamed. "And I must admit Harry the others did not do you justice." When Harry gave her a very lost and confused look. Hermione bit her lower lip to withhold a snorting smile. "Harry, girls talk. Do you honestly think that any girl who kisses the boy who

lived wouldn't?" Harry groaned and Hermione giggled. It was a beautiful tinkling sound that Harry had missed dearly. A sound he hadn't heard after Dumbledore had died. "Can't a guy just kiss a girl without having the details shared?" He mockingly whined. Hermione shook her head giggling more. "And you blokes just keep all your exploits to yourself do you?" Harry scowled playfully, upturning his nose and turning his head from her, arms crossed. "I'll have you know Granger, that I am a perfect gentleman who does not kiss and tell." Hermione gave a hearty laugh then, tears leaked from her eyes and she had to take large breaths to calm herself back down. "Sure you do Harry. Sure you do."

The duo had laughed together again. All worries about the war, finding objects that they had no idea where they were, let alone what they were. Faded from their minds for a few moments. Those few moment did wonders to their hearts, and maybe just maybe they could do it.

There was a pop sound and Dobby stood beside them. Happily bouncing from one foot to the other. "Master Harry Potter sir! Dobby is so happy for you sir! Happy day indeed!" He spoke over and over. The two watched him until Harry had to hold the little elfs shoulders to still him. "What do you mean Dobby?" But Dobby was too excited to explain. The two teens decided enough was enough for the day and quietly called goodnight to the other, maybe the morning would help them understand.

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There was a loud pop as the four popped to a large gate. Hermione held the small elf to her chest, her left hand in Dobby's. Harry held his other hand. The house before them was huge. The grounds while not perfect we're kept and a lush flower garden could be seen from the gate. When Harry placed his palm out the gate swung open and allowed them entry. Once inside the gate it sealed shut and vanished. The

street behind it blurring out of view. "Master Harry Potter sir." Harry groaned. "Dobby we went over this. I'm just harry." Dobby ignored the messy haired boy and began to lead them up the path. Once about a hundred yards from the house there were multiple pops. Five elves stood before them. One looking almost like a toddler. "Young master Harry…you have returned!" The oldest elf cried. She was wearing a pink sundress with the Potter crest sewn into a sash belt around her waist. "My name is Fissy. Head elf of the Potter family." She gave a deep courtesy. She then gestured to the four beside her. "This is Forrey, garden elf." The male beside her bowed. He wore a dark green jumpsuit, also with the Potter crest on the breast pocket. "Hershey. Your father's personal elf with his mate Pastry, your mother's." Both elves gave a head nod to the boy. Tears in their eyes that matched Harry's own. "And their child Glaze. He was to be your personal elf when he was old enough, but it looks to me that you had one." Glaze gave a shy wave before hiding behind his mother. The three wore simple uniforms of slacks or skirt with matching top. All a deep grey with the Potter crest proudly seen. Harry choked in his throat softly, holding himself back from full out sobbing. Here was a part of his family that still lived. Hermione gave him a gentle push, and it was all he needed to fall to his knees and cry. The head elf instantly put her small arms the best she could around him. The others had soon joined her in holding the last Potter close.

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After Harry had picked himself back up and wiped his face, he turned and introduced the others. "Fissy, this is Dobby. The elf who would not leave me alone until I bonded him to me and tried to save my life without said bond." Dobby gave a sheepish grin and bowed his head. "This is my best friend in the entire world, Hermione granger and in her arms is her personal elf Winky." Hermione gave a smile then a almost loving glance down to winky,

who his herself in Hermione's arms. She was a disgraced elf, she should not be introduced to proper elves. They were quickly lead inside and out of the chilly air. The inside was pleasantly warm and both teens sighed in relief. Having been almost at a constant chill the past month or so, their bodies welcomed and absorbed the heat like a sponge. "Master and mistress need to eat. Fissy will have food made quickly!" With a almost silent pop she vanished. Hershey stood tall and approached them. "Hershey will show you around you're home." He spoke elegantly and gave a soft bow once again. "If you will follow Hershey." Hermione noticing that Pastry was urging her to hand over Winky then follow her mate did so with only a slight hesitation. "Pastry will take care of Winky mistress." Hermione sighed softly, then hurried after the quickly retreating forms of Dobby and Harry.

Hermione almost had to be drug from the library. Once Hershey had opened the French styled double doors, her eyes had lit up. There were books from ceiling to floor in a large room, with rows upon rows of shelving and books. Her had squealed and took off down the aisles. Harry had rolled his eyes and quickly caught up to her before she could pluck a helpless book from a shelf. He had taken her arm and firmly guided her back to Hershey, who looked amused. "Lady Potter had the same reaction. And the Lord had to pull her away too. It is suiting for history to repeat itself." Harry and Hermione had blushed softly looking to each other before Harry released her arm, only to have Hermione take it again.

Their tour had taken them to the master suit, where all their belongings had been placed. Clothes cleaned and hung in the walk in closet. All of Hermione's books had been placed on a privet book shelf next to a large beautiful dark wood desk. "This will be where the new lord and lady shall stay." Hershey said simply but it left both teens awkwardly shuffling their feet. "Well then why are my things in here? I'm not lady Potter." Hershey gave them a confused glanced. "What do you mean?"

"Me and Harry aren't married… we're dating I think." Harry gave a happy smile to her and she gave a soft one back. Hershey scratched his head and looked between to the two. "I think you are confused. You both glow…you both are bonded." Both teens gave a soft groan. Why couldn't anything in Harry potter's life be simple?