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Chapter 5 We're all going on a Summer Holiday

Harry and the Granger's arrived in Keswick that evening. Harry was exhausted and slept most of the way in the car but still looked as though he could drop back off at any moment.

"Welcome, Harry, to Kendell Cottage." Mr Granger said. "We've been renting this cottage every summer for, oh, must be about six years now. Hermione will show you around."

Hermione led Harry through the front door and strait up the stairs. She pointed out the Master bedroom. "Mum and dad have that one which of course has its own suite." She stopped outside what is usually her bedroom and showed him that it too had its own suite. Next, she showed him his room.

"It's beautiful Hermione." Harry exclaimed. The room had a low ceiling with exposed beams and all the furniture was made from a dark wood. Hermione pointed out the wardrobe and chest of draws and showed him how the TV worked. "I've never had my own TV before." Harry confided in her. Hermione was not surprised. Finally, she showed him his own in suite bathroom. Inside had a free-standing bath with separate shower, the usual toilette and to Harry's surprise two sinks.

"What's that door for?" Harry asked.

"It leads to my room silly." Hermione told him.

"You mean we share a bathroom?"

"Just like at school." She told him. "Just make sure you lock both doors when you're in here. But don't forget to unlock mine on your way out. I tend to have a bath first thing." she warned him.

Next Hermione showed him the downstairs. There was a small comfortable living room that had a large bookshelf filled with everything from the classics to the latest realises and a large cabinet that hid a TV and VCR. "There's some films in the drawers" she told him, pointing to underneath the TV.

Next was the kitchen and dining room. Harry had never seen such a huge kitchen. A gas range stove would provide all their cooking needs. A large fridge, which at the moment only had bacon sausage and milk as the Grangers hadn't brought any shopping with them. They would get some the following morning. Hermione showed him where the tea and coffee was located. In the centre of the room was a large oak table. Mrs Granger was sat with a glass of red wine.

"Dan's just popped out for some fish and chips." she told them.

"Ok mum. I'm just going to show Harry outside." Hermione told her mum as she led Harry out the back door.

A large deck surrounded the cottage. There was a decent sized bar-ba-que next to a dining table. Further around the deck was a hot tub. The deck led down onto a smallish field and at the end of the field was a jetty for fishing boats.

"Thank you for everything." Harry said putting his arm around her.

"Oh Harry. You don't need to thank me." she replied leaning into him.

'Kiss me.' She thought.

'Kiss her for god sake!' He thought.

He didn't know how it happened but somehow, they were facing each other. The sun was just setting over the lake as their figures intertwined.

'Please kiss me.' She thought again.

Harry began to inch his face closer. Their lips now just inches apart…

"HARRY! HERMIONE!" Mr Granger called. "Come get your dinner while it's hot."

"Coming Mr. Granger." Harry replied head whipping back to the house and walking quickly away leaving Hermione alone at the water's edge.

"For fucks sake!" She cursed and walked away.

After their fish and chip supper Harry pleaded tiredness and went up to bed. He fell asleep almost strait away.

'KILL THE SPARE!' A flash of green and Cedric was dead, the Triwizard cup just a few feet from the lifeless corps. Harry turned all around but there was no one to be seen.

"Oh Cedric." Harry began to weep. "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault."

"Yes Potter, it is." the ghost of Cedric Diggory said. "A whole life wasted. So, you could prove your better than everybody else."

"NO Cedric, I didn't enter!" Harry said.

"Bull shit!" Cedric said. "You fought hard? Flew against a dragon? Rescued all the hostages? Your success has gone to your head. You just had to win, didn't you? I am dead so you could win. More money. More fame."

"NO! It was Voldemort!" Harry sobbed.

"NO POTTER! It was you, not Voldemort. I'm dead because of you."

Harry woke screaming, drenched in sweat. Seconds later Hermione came sprinting through the shared bathroom. She wrapped her arms around him as he wept.

"Shhhhhh." She gently cooed. "It's all right I'm here Harry. I'm here and you are safe."

Harry cried into her shoulder for half an hour before they both fell asleep.

It was early in the morning, the sun just rising over the horizon when two pops could be heard from bushes located about a mile away from the Granger home. A large black dog leapt from the bushes and plodded along the road. Stopping occasionally, as dogs are so often want to do, to sniff a lamp post or particularly interesting gate post. It didn't take long for the dog to find the Grangers home, as if it knew where it was. It leapt the wall with the greatest of ease and sniffed its way to the front door. It quickly followed its nose around the property and back out again before trotting back to the bushes from whence it came.

Behind the bushes Remus Lupin sat tending to a small fire, a kettle on the boil as the dog returned and transformed before his very eyes.

"That was quick Padfoot old boy." Remus remarked pouring boiling water into a tea pot he produced from thin air.

"It is most definitely Hermione's house." the one called Padfoot confirmed. "And Harry was there as recently as yesterday. I could smell his blood Remus."

Remus poured the tea thoughtfully.

"Paper cut perhaps?" Remus said.

"Don't take the piss Remus. There was a lot of blood. Blood and fear."

"All right Sirius." Remus said handing him a cup of tea. "Is there any one at home?"

"I don't think so." Sirius said. "I couldn't hear anyone knocking about."

"Well then I suggest we drink our tea and once it gets to a more decent hour we could knock on the door. If there's no one in, we will phone the Grangers dental practice."

"I will leave that to you old chap." Sirius said taking his cup. "I was never any good at the neelyphonics."

Harry woke up to a strange sensation. The feeling of another person pressed into him. He remembered having a nightmare and he remembered Hermione coming into make sure he was all right. They must have fallen asleep and shifted in the night, it felt really nice. His arm sneaked around her waist pulling her even closer to him. She was curled up, the backs of her legs resting against his. It was here when he became acutely aware of just exactly where her back side was. And he realised just how aware he was when she stirred ever so slightly. He sucked in air as quietly as he could as she let out the slightest of moans…

Hermione woke up to a strange sensation. She remembered falling asleep holding Harry after his nightmare, she just wanted him to be safe. She even remembered laying down with him, but not like this. She could feel his arm around her waist, and it felt right. She could feel her legs resting against his and she could feel her bum… 'Oh dear,' she thought. She tried to shift away, just ever so slightly, not because she felt uncomfortable, but she was almost certain Harry would. What she didn't bank on here was biology. Her shifting rubbed her bum against his… well, she knew what she rubbed, and if felt good. She couldn't stifle the moan she let out and she heard his deep sigh which almost elicited another moan. 'Maybe I should…' She thought, but she could feel Harry pulling away, but not far away. 'sod it!' she decided and allowed herself to fall back into a contended sleep.

After he shifted himself back Harry felt embarrassed but better. His mind reeled at the new sensations. And he ached from… well he knew why he ached. 'Think you got away with-it Potter.' He thought to himself. As Hermione didn't seem too keen to wake up, he decided to allow himself to fall asleep once more.

It was a couple of hours later they awoke. Hermione woke up once again feeling Harry's erection poking into the small of her back and his hand very high up on her belly, almost, but not quite finding her breasts.

"Harry." She said sleepily. "Your wand is poking me!"

Harrys eyes shot open. His wand was on the nightstand.

"Um, Hermione, please don't be mad." He said. "but that's not my wand."

Hermione woke up properly now realising what she said.

"I'm not mad Harry." She said. "I'm just going to go have my bath." She climbed out of bed quickly and pulled the hem of her night gown down as far as it would go then scurried out of the room closing and locking the bathroom door.

Seconds later Harry could hear the water running. He turned on to his back, he couldn't remember when the last time was that he had slept so well.

It was ten past nine and Remus and Sirius where at the telephone box on the corner of the Grangers street.

Remus dialled the number and put 20 pence into the phone. The phone was answered after 3 rings.

"Thank you for Calling Grangers Orthodontist. Unfortunately, our office is closed at the moment for a family holiday. Please call back…" Remus hung up the phone.

"They are on holiday." He said.

"Where?" Sirius demanded.

"How the bloody hell should I know?" Remus asked. "Let's check the house and see if we can find out."

They went back to the Grangers house.

"Muggalio Repellere." Remus cast.

"Muggle repelling charm?" Sirius asked

"Better safe than sorry Padfoot." Remus replied.

"True that Moony." Sirius conceded pulling out his own wand out. "Alohomora." He cast causing the front door to open. "Tacito Terrore." He muttered deactivating the burglar alarm.

"Where did you learn that?" Remus asked.

"It's amazing what you pick up in prison." Sirius told him.

"I'm impressed you could remember." Remus said. Leading the way in, they looked around the house and rifled through the drawers in the kitchen.

"Remus." Sirius called. "I think I have them."

"What's that Sirius?"

"No mate it's not all that Sirius, they've just gone up north for a couple of weeks." Sirius replied dead pan.

"That has never been funny." Remus said shaking his head. "Give us a look then." Remus read the booking confirmation Sirius handed him. "At least we know where they are, and that Harry is more than likely safe."

"Safe until old Mouldy shorts catches up with them." Sirius said. "I'd feel a lot better about the whole thing if we went and had a little look."

"Agreed." Remus nodded raising his wand. "But first Sunt Bene Servetur." He incanted. All the papers and things that had been mussed up by their rummaging returned to their places. "Always leave things as you find them." Remus advised.

"Come on Remus. If we hurry, we might be in time for breakfast."

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