# Hermione's Story

Pheniox_Girl

Rating: PG13
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 17/01/2005
Last Updated: 25/01/2005
Status: Completed

CHAPTER SEVEN UPLOADED! Note rating changed to PG13 ~*Completed*~ In the summer following my seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding I realized something. Something that everyone realizes at some point in their life and changes it forever. I was in love. And his name is Harry James Potter. Mine is Hermione, and this is my story.

## 1. Where it Starts

Disclaimer: Like always JK owns the world, except this plot which my sorry excuse for an imagination concocted. Don't ask where this came from because I have no one damn clue. I mean it I really don't so don't ask. I don't know how long this will be... Maybe just a ficlet. about 2-4 chapters. Haven't decided yet.

Please review and enjoy! ~Pheniox_Girl

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In the summer following my seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding I realized something. Something that everyone realizes at some point in their life and changes it forever. I was in love.

And his name is Harry James Potter.

Mine is Hermione, and this is my story.

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It was a summer day like any other at Hogwarts. Ron, Harry and I were at the edge of the lake underneath the tree that had come to be known as "the Trio's Tree" because on most days that the weather was good we could be found underneath it's shady limbs. We had finished our NEWTs just an hour before and were enjoying the freedom of knowing we were done. Done with the NEWTs, and done with Hogwarts. As much as we loved Hogwarts and it had become our home, probably more for Harry then us, we were happy to leave. We all had our reasons. Mine was to get to spend some quality time with my parents, Ron's was to get to start his life with his girlfriend Luna and Harry's...

Harry's was the selfless one, a reason that when I thought about it made me feel like a horrible person, but this is Harry we're talking about. Harry was glad to know he was no longer endangering an entire population of students just by being there and that he could really start training for the final battle. A battle he had long ago decided he was going to kill Voldemort in, even if he had to die along with him. Everyday he was at Hogwarts was another day that 400 children were at danger, and another day Voldemort got to live. Harry often made the comment that "I hope he's counting the days, cause this is one day less I'm here and he gets to live". I would playfully hit his arm and laugh, and he would smile. But our eyes couldn't lie; they showed what we really felt. His showed fear, as I'm sure mine did. His was a fear that he wouldn't be able to kill Voldemort, damning the entire world to his rule. Mine was that he would die. I didn't care if Voldemort lived, I was to worried that Harry would die, leaving my life forever...

"-ione? Hermione? Hermione!" Ron said.

"What?" I said startled out of my thoughts.

"I'm gonna go. I told Luna I would spend the afternoon with her." I smiled. Ron had changed since he had started dating Luna in our sixth year. He realized many things. One was tact. Because of these changes our relationship had changed for the better. Also the fact that Harry had so much going on in his life, I think we both realized he didn't need the stress of two bickering best friends.

"Alright. Have fun, say hi to her for me to."

"Ok, bye" Ron got up and made his way to the castle as fast as his legs would carry him.

"That boy is whipped." Harry said, laughing at Ron's running form.

"No, he just knows how to take care of a girl" Harry looked at me and we both cracked up. "Ok, your right. He is." This made us laugh even more. It was nice seeing Harry laugh, it was something he rarely did anymore. Who could blame him though? He had the weight of the whole world on his shoulder. Literally.

We eventually stopped laughing and he motioned for me to move my hands which were resting in my lap. So I did, and like he had done on many occasions in the past year, he rested his head in my lap. This was usually something he did when we were alone and he wanted to talk. I ran my hands through his hair and he closed his eyes letting the sun warm his face.So we sat for awhile. Me sitting with my back against the tree and his head in my lap. Eventually I stopped and he opened his eyes looking up at me.

"Don't stop Mione" I smiled at the nickname only he used now, but gave him a questioning look. He just closed his eyes again, so I continued to run my hands through his hair.

"Harry, I never asked you what you were going to do when we got off the train..." I let the sentence run off not knowing what kind of mood it would put him in. Letting sentences run off with him gave him the option to answer. Asking straight out would put him on the defensive if it was a question he didn't like.

"Hadn't really thought, or decide I guess is a better word. Dumbledore said I could stay here if I like, it's far way from Muggles so training wouldn't be an issue. I could go back to Privet drive. Aunt Petunia said I'm welcome as long as I like...." He let it drift off. I knew he was torn between whether or not to go back to the Dursley's. After fifth year his Aunt had opened up more. Even though his magic still scared her, and Vernon and Dudley hated him, he had begun a relationship with her and found she wasn't that bad. I was taken out of these thoughts at the sound of his voice again.

"-go to Grimmauld Place. Though I don't know if I want to go back yet. Last summer was Hell there, but at the time I didn't have a choice. But putting my self through that by choice? I don't know..."

I just looked at him debating whether I should ask him. My parents and I were going on a week trip to France. It was a graduation gift and they had asked if I would like to bring someone. I had said probably not, but they had suggested Harry. They knew what was happening in my world and thought that it might do him some good. I wasn't sure he would buy it though. What with the whole saving the world thing hanging over his head and all.

"Harry?"

"Mhmm"

"Why don't you came to France with me? Now before you say anything, it's only a week and it would do you some good. I doubt Vol-Voldemort " I still had trouble saying his name "will do anything the week following graduation. And even if he was, the Order would know buy the time we leave and then we could stay. But please say you'll come. You need a change."

By the time I had finished my speech Harry had sat up and was sitting directly in front of me, looking me in the eyes. It was as if he was looking for something in my eyes; the answer to the question written on his face. Though I didn't know what the question was.

"Yes" he said.

"Now Harry. I'm serio- Wait. You'll come?" He smiled and nodded his head really slow as if he didn't I wouldn't understand. I squealed and flung myself at him, my arms going around his neck. Only we lost our balance and he went falling backwards, with me falling on top of him.

I looked down at him and our eyes met. He lifted a hand and brushed a strand of my wild, bushy hair out of my face; caressing my cheek as he did so. I felt a shiver go down my spine as his hand lingered on my cheek and his emerald eyes searched mine, never breaking contact. Our faces slowly moved towards one another till our noses met. Just as our lips were about to meet we heard a voice behind us.

## 2. The Voice and Some Thoughts

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter blah blah blah. Y'all know the speech.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed the first chapter! I really appreciate it. It motivated me to finish this chapter. As you have noticed(maybe) I have one shots posted on portkey(and I have written a novel length fic for another site) but this is the first thing I have written expressly for portkey. I'm so happy with the response and I am thinking of extending the amount of chapters. We'll just have to see. Well I should say you, cause I already know. ::Evil Laugh::

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"Well well. What do we have here? The mud blood and it's lover? Must you display such things in public? If you must, at least do it at the zoo were it belongs Potter."

I rolled off of Harry and turned a bright shade of magenta. Harry stood up and had his wand out, pointed at Draco. Seeing that he had gotten the reactions he was looking for Draco smirked.

"Get lost Malfoy, before I make you wish you had never been born." Harry growled, I now was standing up behind him and had my wand out too.

"Tsk tsk Potter. That's no way to treat your superiors."

"Ha! The day your my superior is the day I let Voldemort live." Harry smirked as he saw Draco's face pale at the use of Voldemort's name."What? Scared of the name? I'm giving you one more chance Draco. Get. Lost. Or I won't be responsible for what I do."

"Fine have it your way. But remember. The Dark Lord will know."

"Know about what Malfoy?" Harry asked exasperated, obviously not in the mood to play Draco's mind games.

"About you and the Mud Blood."

"What's there to know Draco? I gave Harry a hug and we lost our balance. Nothing more." I now stepped in, hating that I let Harry doing all the talking before.

"If you say so Granger, if you say so."

"Well I do. So bugger off." His smirk got bigger, but he didn't say anything and just walked off. Harry flopped back down on to the ground and leaned against the tree. I tried to meet his gaze but he was avoiding mine. Eventually I decided that I should write my parents and let them know Harry was coming. I also needed to get away and think about what just happened. Correction- almost happened.

"Your still going to come right?" I asked, to be sure he hadn't changed his mind. He looked up at me though not meeting my gaze.

"Of coarse Mione."

"Alright. I'm going to go write my mum then so they can make the arrangements. I'll see you at dinner?"

"Sure. See you then."

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I spent that night trying to figure out what would have happened if Draco hadn't come along at that moment. Would we have kissed? No. No way. He's my best friend. why would he kiss me? Or me him?

And so went the days. We never mentioned what had almost occurred under the tree by the lake. Our last week at Hogwarts was a joyful one. Or so my outward appearance said, but inside I was in turmoil. I couldn't understand what I was feeling. It was knew and strange, and slightly uncomfortable. Even though I couldn't recognize the emotion I knew it was one I shouldn't be having. Not about my best friend of seven years at least.

All to quickly the day of our graduation was upon us. I spent a good part of the morning up in my room preparing. I wanted to look my best, though I wasn't sure why. Those I had cared about for the past seven years didn't care what I looked like, but this was different. Like a Muggle song I once heard said "this is the dawning of the rest of our lives" and I suppose I wanted to start it off on the right foot. I can still see what I looked liked. I had on a simple white summer dress robes(as Hogwarts asked the girls to wear) and sandals. I had tamed my hair from it's usually bushy self to soft waves.

Around noon I made my way down to the common room to meet up with Harry and Ron. I got down there and found that Harry was the only one there.

"There you are. I was debating whether I should try and run up the stairs or not." He teased me with a smile on his face, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. They hadn't for a while now.

"Sorry. I was trying to make myself presentable." I teased back.

"Well I must say you did a wonderful job. Your absolutely beautiful Hermione." His voice and face were serious. I looked away and I felt the blush that often formed around him lately creep across my cheeks.

"You look great too Harry" And he did. He had on a simple pair of black dress robes (as Hogwarts asked the guys to were) that showed off his lean body."Where's Ron? I thought we were going to go together?"

"Well you took longer then we thought and went to meet up with Luna. We'll see them when we get down there. Are you ready?" He offered me his arm and I took it. As I did so I felt my heart skip a beat and my stomach flip flop. We made our way down all the flights of stairs taking our time. This was our "last walk" so to speak. After this afternoon we were no longer seventh years, Hogwarts Head Girl and Golden Boy, but a full-fledged witch and wizard going into the world to fight a war. A war thats outcome depended on the boy- no man- on who's arm I was now on.

Before I knew it we were in the entrance hall, in front of the large oak doors. Harry and I looked at each other and smiled.

"Ready for this Hermione?" That one sentence had so many meanings. Was I ready to grow up? Ready to be an adult? But most of all, was I ready for war and the possibility for a life without Harry?

"I don't think so. But do I have a choice?"

With that said we made our way out of the doors onto the lawn of the school and onto the life that waited us.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed, and drop a review please!

As Always~Pheniox_Girl

## 3. And So It Happened

Disclaimer: Why bother. You already know it. JK's, not mine. except the plot.

Ok, here's the third installment. I hope you like. So far it's my favorite chapter and It was the easiest. Not sure why but it was. Well I'm not sure how much longer this will be. It might be over for all I know. :-D I'm just playing. I would warn y'all first.

Well enjoy and please leave a review, and I'm sorry it was so short. I'm not good at long ones. And when you read it you'll know why I did. make it short that is.

Also to a response to a reviewers comment on Hermione referring to Malfoy as 'Draco'. think on this, she's in the future telling a story on the past... foreshadowing maybe? I said Maybe, and thats the only hint you get. Well not true. I have put one into this chapter. Try and find it!

I am soo evil it's scary. Happy hunting!

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Graduation is kind of a blur to me. I remember going up and getting my certificate and all but the details don't stick out. All I have to remember ceremony are photos taken by Arthur and Molly along with ones my own parents took. Almost all are of Harry, Ron and I. I have one of me with my parents and another of me with Harry. It's my favorite picture of that day. You can tell that we are both relaxed and totally ourselves in the picture. Forgotten are the problems and obstacles that lie ahead, all that matters is that moment. I wish I could go back.

Back to a time that when all a girl had to worry about was whether a boy liked her. Not about the things adults worry about like fa- but I'm getting ahead of myself.

After graduation and the party that followed everyone's parents left to go back home, leaving their children behind to spend one last night in their home away from home. Needless to say, in true Gryffindor fashion there was a party that night. It was the best we had ever thrown, fitting it was on our last night.

Also compliments of Ron there was a large amount of fire whiskey being passed around, along with the food that Harry had managed to get from the kitchens. Everyone was having a good time and telling stories from times far gone. Harry and Ron were retelling the story of the time that the impostor Moody had transfigured Draco into the "amazing bouncing ferret". I took this time to slip out of the portrait hole and take one last midnight stroll. I head towards the Astronomy Tower hoping to sneak up to the top and watch the moon and stars.

I made it to the top of the tower and settled in for a long time of observing the sky. This had become a habit of mine just that year. Because of the freedoms I had as Head Girl no one would say anything if I was seen heading up there. I came up here when things became to stressful, or I just needed a little alone time. It was a great thinking spot, and that's what I planned on doing. I was determined to think through all the new feelings I was having lately for a certain raven haired boy, especially since we left for France the next day.

As I was thinking on this I felt as if someone was watching me. I didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.

"Your staring" I said.

"Sorry. I just brought you a sweater. It's cold and I knew when I saw you slipping out this is where you would end up." Harry said as he made his way to sit next to me. As he did so he handed me a sweatshirt. Not looking at it I put it on.

"Thanks. I was getting a little chilly." I looked down at it and noticed it was one of his Quidditch training sweatshirts with a picture of the Gryffindor Lion on it. "You didn't have to bring me one of yours. I had one on the hook by the opening"

He just shrugged his shoulders and turned his face towards the sky.

"Wow. The moon is so big tonight." He commented. I continued to look at him, amazed at how the moons light could make his eyes shine more then they already did. As I studied his face he turned to look at me. I turned to look at my hands sitting in my lap and hated the moon for being so bright as it allowed him to see me blush.

"Hermione?" He said. I still didn't look up. He took his hand and cupped it around my chin turning my face towards him. There was nothing I could do, so I looked up into his eyes and saw that they were serious. I knew we were in for a long talk.

"Hermione, do you remember earlier this week down by the lake?" He asked.

"Of coarse." How could I forget. It was all I thought about.

"What was going to happen? I mean before that git Malfoy came along." I looked away from him at that, and once again concentrated on my hands.

"I don't know what you mean." He ignored my comment and continued.

"Because I know what I wanted to happen. I just don't know if it's what you wanted." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. My head snapped up at this and I gave him an inquiring look.

"What did you want to happen Harry?" I whispered too. I was afraid what the answer was. Afraid I knew and wouldn't know how to respond. Just plain Afraid.

"I... I wanted.... I wanted this." He again took my chin in his hand and tilted my head back. He slowly moved his face towards mine, his eyes searching for an indication that I wanted him to stop. Seeing none(I'm sure I was encouraging him with my eyes) he put his lips on mine for my first kiss. It was everything I thought a kiss should be, tender, sweet, and gentle. But most of all it conveyed all the emotions he felt. The one I felt the most was love.

It was in that moment that I realized that thing I told you about earlier. The one that changes someone's life forever.

It was at 12:34 am(I saw his watch) on June 27th that I realized I loved Harry James Potter.

A/N: So?! Happy? I know I am. She finally realized. But just wait till you see what else I have in store for her. Haha. As Always~Pheniox_Girl

## 4. Mr. Potter and Miss Granger

Disclaimer: Why bother.

I am so happy with myself! I have never been this good about updating in my history of writing fanfiction! Oh Mum would be so proud! Ok, done with the dramatics.

But seriously, this has to be the fastest I have ever written a fanfic chapter and been happy with the results. I really think it has to do with all the wonderful reviews y'all give me. I love the feed back. They're so much more then the simple "good story" that I would get on another site. So thank you all! I love to name you all but there are just to many! So enjoy the chapter.

Also, updating may get slow the next few days. I have to study big time for finals that I have on Thursday and Friday. I'll probably write, it's just a matter of posting them. So look at it like this, when I come back y'all may have like three new chapters! If I post them all at once :-D

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And so we sat for the next hour on the Astronomy Tower. Like graduation it's a blur. We kissed for awhile then just sat gazing at the sky. I don't know why Harry didn't talk, but I know why I didn't. I had so many things running through my head. I realized I was in love with Harry after all, and like I said that's a big moment in someone's life. Also I was afraid that if I spoke I would wake up and find I had dreamed this all. Then where would I be? In bed and alone knowing what I felt for Harry.

But it wasn't a dream and we eventually made our way back to the common room. Under the cover of the invisibility cloak of coarse, though I doubt any of the professors would have said anything if we were caught. We made it to the Fat Lady and startled her out of her sleep by giving the password(Waddiwasi) and found ourselves in a darkened common room. The party was apparently over and all had gone to bed. The only light was the slowly dying fire (I still don't know why one was going in June). We made our way to sit on the couch facing it but were startled to see Ron and Luna sleeping in each others arms. I still to this day don't know how he managed to sneak her up from the Ravenclaw dorms, but he did. I took this as a sign that it was time for me to go to bed. After all we left early tomorrow and had a lot of traveling to do. I turned to look at Harry who, by his expression, had thought the same thing.

"Well I'm going to head up. We have a lot of traveling tomorrow and I don't want to be to tired." I said.

"Alright Hermione. I'll see you bright and early tomorrow. Night."He bent down and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Night Harry." With that I made my way to the girl dormitory stairs and to my bed. I could feel his gaze on me as I made my way up and smiled knowing that it was not just to make sure I made it up safely.

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Despite the late hour at which I went to bed I was up at 6:30 the next morning. As always I had to have control of the situation, and that meant making sure everything I owned was packed and repacked at least three times. After all there was no next year to have things you left behind returned.

At 7:30 I made my way down to the common room and was relieved to see that Ron and Luna had moved at some point in the night. Whether she had gone back to her own dorm or up to the boys dormitories I didn't know. I thought it best to head up and find out. After all we left at 9:30 and both still had to finish packing. I made my way up the stairs and to their door. I opened it to see all the hangings closed. I moaned knowing this would mean having to open Ron's to see. Merlin only knew what I would find.

I crossed the room and pulled the hanging back a fraction of an inch. Seeing only Ron, I let out the breath I hadn't known I had been holding. I decided to wake both Ron and Harry up. I spied Ron's trunk wide open and a mess, I knew he would need the time to pack. Harry's I saw wasn't as bad, but would need some definite time. I crossed over to Harry's bed and opened his hangings all the way. He was sound asleep, his blankets kicked to the end of his bed showing that he had slept in only his boxers. I felt that ever present blush but ignored it. I gently shook his shoulder trying to wake him. He didn't move. I tried a little hard this time and added my voice to it.

"Harry." I hissed. "Harry".

"Huh?" His eyes squinted open and he saw me standing there. "Whadda want Mione? It's bloody cock-crow!"

"Umm... No it's not. It's about quater of eight and you still have to finish packing." He stretched his entire showing off every muscle he owned, and some I hadn't known existed. When he was done a smile creeped across his face and he looked up at me.

"Well can I have a good morning kiss at least?" he asked. I sighed, only pretending of coarse.

"If you must." And I leaned down to kiss him. Before I knew what was happening he had (literally) swept me off my feet and closed the hangings behind me in one swift movement.

"Harry! What do you think you are doing? I have no time for ga-" But before I could finish my reprimand his mouth had claimed mine and wouldn't let me talk. Seeing as I was powerless I gave in and kissed him back.

This was no chaste kiss, nor was it like the ones we had shared the night before. As inexperienced as I was I knew what the kiss held. It held his passion and desire. It was overwhelming and caught me off guard. Now don't get me wrong, I was no innocent party to this kiss, but there is a time and place for such things. I knew that the Gryffindor boys dormitories was not one. As much as I hated to break the kiss I did and looked down at him with a smile on my face. OK, I'm quite sure it was a grin but still...

"Now now Mr.Potter, there is a time and place for such things. And this dorm is not, nor ever would have been one. Now get up, and get dressed. I am going to wake up Mr.Weasley, and then help both of you pack. And quickly I might add as I wish to be able to eat before we leave on the train. Am I understood?"

"Crystal Miss Granger. But one question?" he asked

"Yes?"

"When would be a proper time and place for such things?" he asked barely able to contain his laughter.

"Oh really! You are hopeless!" I said in mock frustration and swatting at his arm.

"Ow. Well? I would like to know."

"You'll know. And if you don't then you are hopeless and no girl will want you."

"Not even you Miss Granger?"

"No Mr. Potter. Not even me." I laughed. "Now let me go and wake up our friend, we've wasted enough time as it is." With this I lifted myself up and got out of his bed.

A/N: You like? Ok, it's jusy filler mainly but every story needs them. And no cliffy this time! Yeah! I hope y'all enjoyed and drop a review if you can. It really helps motivate me.

As Always~Pheniox_Girl

## 5. SURPRISE!

Disclaimer: Crod! I don't have to say it ever chapter so sod off! Jk, but really. You all know the drill.

This is the product of many things. Mainly trying to avoid studying for my chem final. blah. Also sleep deprivation, caffeine, and three hours of washing boarding school students dishes. I mean, what else do I have to do but write an entire chapter in my head? Don't say work, because what I do and how little I make, should constitute slave labor.

As of 1/22/05- I've added a good 300 word to the story. Make sure you read! Koldude stated they thought my 'cliffy' wasn't in a good place, and that it was rushed. So I went a reread the story and found I quite agreed with them. So I added a few words here and there, then added to the bottom. Instead of ending where she says 'I hope so' it continues.

Well enjoy!

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I woke up Ron and helped both pack. It was as I was helping the boys pack that I realized Ron was still clueless as to the events of last night. I knew that he wouldn't be jealous or anything. We had come to regard each other a siblings in our years together and I was worried he would pull the whole over protective big brother act he was known for. Even though it was Harry. I knew he had been trying to get Harry and Ginny together for awhile but had found neither one receptive and had given up. So I made the decision to pull him aside before breakfast and tell him.

We had made our way to the common room when I decided to talk to him.

"Hey Harry could you go up and get my trunks for me. I wanna talk to Ron real quick." I said. He gave me a puzzled look but smiled and said,

"Sure Mione, But won't the stairs turn into a slide?"

"No. There's no girl up there so they'll stay normal."

"Ok then. Be back in a sec." With that he made his way the stairs to my room.

"Learned that in Hogwarts, A History I suppose?" Ron teased.

"No Ronald. That's how all the girls got around the whole thing when they wanted a guy to visit. They would do it when no one was around then they'd have the guy go up first. But that's not what I wanted to talk about."

"Ok then. What did you want to talk about."

"Me and Harry."

"You and Harry." He stated.

"Yes. We sort of... well last night... what I-"

"Bloody hell Hermione! Out with it!" Then a look of realization passed his face." Wait, let me guess. You to finally realized you fancied each other? If I didn't know Harry was such I gentleman I would say you shagged each other senseless too, but there you go."

"Ronald" I hissed, before it clicked in my head that he had guessed it. "What do you mean? How did you know?"

"Get off it Hermione. Everyone knows you to have loved each other since before sixth year. I mean the git spent have the summer with you at St.Mungo's after the DoM incident."

"Really? Well these feelings are all knew to me."

"Are you serious?! He's my best mate, and I knew he could be thick sometimes, but I never thought you were." At this I smacked his arm."OW! Sheesh. What I mean is I just always thought you knew. I was telling Luna just the other day that if nothing happened between you to before you came back from your trip I would have to help. And trust me, you wouldn't have wanted the help I was thinking of offering."

But before I got the chance to respond we heard Harry coming down the stairs with my trunks. Or at least some of them.

"How much stuff can one person have? You ruddy well have three others up there that I couldn't charm to carry."

"I'll go get them mate. And congrats on finally not being such a pillock anymore." Ron clapped him on the back then made his way up to my room. Harry looked at me puzzled. I simply said,

"I told him" And made my way out of the portrait hole and down to breakfast, a smile plastered across my face.

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The train ride back to platform nine and three quarters was the most normal one we had ever experienced in our seven years at Hogwarts. Each previous year had some how been touched by Voldemort, thus making the train ride home almost unbearable. But this year was the exception. It was a fun last ride back home. Harry and Ron played a game of chess that lasted almost the whole trip home, and just when it looked like Harry was finally going to be Ron for the first time ever, Ron pulled a move that ended the game right quick.

We pulled into the station at two in the afternoon. Harry and I got out trunks and made our way to say good bye to the Weasley's. We would probably see them when we got back but this was the first time we were really going to be separated and it felt odd. We said hello and good bye to Molly and Arthur then made our way onto the Muggle platform to meet my parents. The minute we were out of there and saw my parents I let go of my trolley and flew into my dads arms. I hadn't seen them since the summer and I had missed them. I was so close to my parents that I always felt just a little lost when I went along time without seeing them.

When I was done I remembered Harry and turned around to see him standing a little ways off with our stuff, not quite sure what to do. I walked over to him and took my trolley and motioned with my head for him to follow me.

"Mum, Dad you remember Harry." I said.

"Of coarse. It's so good to see you again Harry. I'm glad your last year of school went without.... incident." My father said, shaking Harry's hand.

"Mr. and Mrs. Granger." He nodded at both. "Thank you for inviting me on your trip. I know it was a family trip and I'm thankful your letting me tag along." Harry blushed at his statement, as though he just realized that maybe he was intruding.

"Oh Harry dear, think nothing of it." My mother said, obviously surprised that Harry felt the way he did. "You deserve a vacation, probably more then Mr. Granger and I do. So you just relax and don't worry." She then turned to me. "Hermione, now where is it we're going? The Ploo Network?" I laughed at this. It always amused me when my parents mixed wizarding words up.

"No Mum. The Floo Network. We have to get to Heathrow. They have them in the basement. It's much faster then flying. Mind you I had to pull some strings to get them to let you two on..." I just trailed off not wanting to say who I'd had to beg. If Harry had known Cho Chang was the one he would surely be in a bad mood most of the trip.

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We made it to Heathrow and then France with out any problems. By the time we made it to Paris it was about four and we decided to just find the hotel and rest. We would all just order room service from our rooms and relax there. In the cab on the way there my mum's face light up just as if she had remember something very important.

"Oh! I can't believe I forgot, but I did, I completely forgot to tell you two. Because of such the late change in plans the hotel would only let us change Hermione's room from a one bed to a two bed room. As much as your father hated the fact that you have to share a room with a guy-don't give me that look Roger, you know I'm right- there's nothing to be done. I hope you don't mind?" Harry and I just looked at one another. My parents didn't know about the change in our relationship and I wasn't about to tell them. I gave Harry a look that said 'stay-cool-don't-talk'.

"No problem Mum. It'll be fine, weird sharing with a guy, but fine. Right Harry?" I said.

"Mhmm." He agreed, clearly not trusting his own voice

We checked in and found not only were we sharing a room, but it was also up to floors from my parents. I felt my stomach flip flop at the thought. I didn't know if I could trust myself with Harry. Thinking my parents were going to be only a couple doors down from us was one thing, but knowing they were two floors down...

Would Harry think this was the 'proper time and place'? I felt my mind saying I hope so....

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Harry and I made our way with my parents up the elevator. We said good bye to them at the 20th floor and sat there in silence. It was awkward, not knowing what to say to Harry. For the first time ever in our friendship-or whatever we had was-I was at a total loose for words.

"So..." Harry said, obviously in the same predicament as me.

"Yeah.... Oh!" Harry jumped at the sudden urgency in my voice.

"What?"

"I just remembered that Paris has a place much like Diagon Alley, but it's much bigger and open. It has many outside cafes. Why don't we go there for dinner? It beats spending our first night in Paris eating room service." I said in a rush, afraid he wouldn't like the idea.

"It sounds like a plan. Should we invite your parents?" His voice clearly saying that he didn't.

"No. Let it just be us. It can be our first date." I said slyly, not quite meeting his gaze.

"Ok then. Lets go get ready."

It was just as he said this that the elevator stopped and opened on our floor.

"Yes. Lets."

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We got into the room the room and immediately saw that there was a mix up. In front of, instead of two twin beds stood one large queen sized one.

"Ummm... Harry?" I asked apprehensively.

"Yeah Mione?" He asked, shocked at our dilemma.

"I'm not imagining this am I?"

"Not unless we're sharing the same mind."

"Ok then. Well..." Again I was at a complete loose for words.

"I can sleep on the floor. It's no big deal." Though his tone of voice betrayed what he really wanted.

"Well.. Lets wait until we get back to figure it out. I'm going to get in the shower first. I won't be long." I put my cases down by the dresser and opened it looking for a change of clothes. When I found what I was looking for I turned around and went to head for the bathroom when I saw Harry. He was standing in the same place, just staring at me with his mouth gaping open. A smile crept across my face and as I walked by I tipped it closed.

"You'll let the flies in doing that." And sauntered into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

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A/N2: What now?! I am I really teasing you yet? You know thats way I write this right? Just to torture you all! Ok, not really. But I am the only one who knows what happens next! Thanks to everyone who's reviewed, you guys are awesome! It's the reviews that motivate me to continue.

I have no clue how long this will be now. I was aiming for 5-6 chapter the most. But thats not what the Muses want! So we'll see. I may just end it, and then maybe do a sequeal. I don't know. Tell me what y'all think. And I am going to reply to all the reviews. Really I am. There's just so many!

As Always~Pheniox_Girl

## 6. Proper Time part 1

Disclaimer: Oh you already know it so leave me alone.

READ CHAPTER 5 AGAIN I HAVE REVIESED IT!!!

This is the product a blizzard and not being able to leave my house for about 12 hours!! Okay. Not much but I hope you enjoy.

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After we had both showered and gotten changed we made our way out of the hotel and into the heart of Paris. It was still early so we didn't rush ourselves, but took our time enjoying the sites. Soon we had made our way to the barrier between the Muggle world and the wizarding street in Paris. Much like Hogwarts the entrance was disguised to look hideous to Muggle, but to wizards you could clearly see a garden with shops beyond. We casually stepped over the threshold and walked through the garden to the shops beyond.

"This is absolutely beautiful. Don't you think Harry?" I asked.

"Can't say I have a bad view, no." I looked up at him and saw that his face was torn between being serious and laughing.

"Did you just use a line on me Harry James Potter?" I asked in mock anger.

"Yes. Did it work?" He looked at me with innocent puppy eyes. I laughed.

"Men!"

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We found a quaint little café and found an empty table outside. Harry and I picked up the menus and I saw his face drop at the sight of all the French words. I fought the urge to laugh and asked in an even tone.

“Is there a problem Harry?”

“Umm… yeah actually there is. I can’t read French.” He put the menu down and looked at me as a blush covered his cheeks.

“Didn’t you learn it when you went to Muggle grade school?” I asked astounded that he didn’t even learn basic French.

“I was to busy fighting off my cousin to learn anything that wasn’t basic math and English.” He said. I couldn’t read the expression on his face.

“Oh. Well why don’t I order us something then? If you don’t mind a girl ordering for you.” I asked, this time letting my laugh escape my throat. He put a smile on his face and laughed with me. He put the menu back in the center of the table.

“Surprise me.” He answered in a tone that all but challenged me.

“Ok, I will.” I saw a waiter walk by and called out to him to order. “Excuse moi s’il vous plait.”

Harry just accepted a challenge that I didn’t think he would be able to go through with.

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The waiter returned not long after I ordered and set a plate in front of Harry. On it were 10 snails. I suppressed a smile as Harry looked at the plate, then at me. The waiter still stood there waiting to see if we needed anything else.

“Merci monsieur.”

I looked back at Harry and saw that he realized what was put in front of him. On his face was an expression that all that said he accepted the challenge while his eyes told the truth. He was disgusted, totally and utterly disgusted.

“Well?” I asked.

“Well what?” he returned.

“Aren’t you going to eat? I thought you were hungry?”

“I am. I was just going to offer you some.” With his offer he pushed the plate towards the middle.

“No thank. I’m not so hungry right now.”

“Oh.” Was all he said. “Then I guess I get to eat all these by myself.”

“I guess so.” I said.

“Alright. Well… Here it goes.” He took the little fork and dug into the first shell. He pulled it out with the little snail on the end. He looked at it, then at me and saw my face, it all but dared him not to. He took a deep breath a put it in his mouth and started chewing. He made a face that I will never forget. He looked disgusted and shocked all at the same time. I couldn’t help it and started laughing. Right there in front of the entire café. They all turned around and that made me laugh even harder. Harry had finished chewing and had swallowed by the time I had calmed down.

“That wasn’t that bad. Rubbery, but not bad.” He said looking back down at his plate.

“Really? I thought you would hate it. I do.” I said shocked. That was not what I had expected.

“Yes. I really do.” He then dug into the others finishing the entire plate faster the Ron ever had. When he was done he put his little fork down and looked up at me.

“Lets go explore the shops now.” He said.

“Ok, lets go.” We put the money on the table and walked onto the street.

As we walked I felt him reach down and entwine his fingers with mine. A little smile played on my face as I looked into the widow of the now closed clothing shop. We walked in silence as we ambled down the street at a slow pace. It was slowly getting dark out and one by one the light that lined the street turned on. Neither Harry nor I noticed but continued to walk.

We soon made it to the end of the street and turned around to walk back to the other end. I shivered slightly in the chill summer night and Harry, with out even a second thought, took off the over shirt he was wearing and draped it around my shoulders. I looked up at him and smiled. He looked back and kissed me gently on the forehead. By now we had made it to the garden with it’s beautiful summer flowers and trees.

“We should head back Hermione. It’s getting late.” He said.

“Not yet. I want to stay here a little longer.” I spied a bench not far off the path and dragged him over to it. “Let’s sit.”

“Ok, but not for long. It really is getting late.”

“I know, I know. Don’t worry.” He sat down next to me and put his arm behind my back. I put my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes enjoying just sitting here. No worries about Voldemort, no more school work. Nothing. All that mattered was me and Harry and this moment. I must have sighed because I heard Harry’s voice shake me out of my thoughts.

“What’s wrong Mione?” He asked, worry evident in his voice.

“Nothing, nothing at all. Just thinking.”

“About…..” He started.

“How nice this is. We have no worries. We can just sit here and… rest.”

“For now.” He said. His tone even, tying not to give away any emotions.

“For now.” I repeated. I looked up at him and saw him looking at me. Our eyes locked, and I remember think I could get lost in the sea of green. He leaned down and kissed me sweetly on the mouth. I leaned into the kiss not wanting him to stop. He got the message and continued to kiss me. What had started as a sweet kiss soon turned into a passionate kiss that soon rivaled this mornings. His hands had my face held between their palms and my hands made there way to the back of his neck.

All too soon we had pulled apart and were looking at each other with the same question in our eyes.

“It’s getting late, we should head back.” I said, trying to convey as much as I could that this was the ‘proper time’.

A/N: I’ve decided to make this only a chapter or two longer then I’ll write sequel. Leave a review if you get the chance.

As always~Peniox_Girl

## 7. Proper Time part 2

Disclaimer: Ok since I haven't really said it in awhile- JKR owns the world, except this plot which the pathetic thing I call a mind came up with :-D

I know it's short but I think you'll like. I just thought it was the perfect place to leave off and I think you'll agree. This is it for this one. You'll see when you read there is definitely going to be a sequel. I already know where it'll pick up, I just have to fine tune what's going to happen.

I never thought this would be seven chapters. I was planning on a nice two, maybe three chapter story, but not seven. But this is what the Muses wanted so... Plus all you who have review are amazing! Without you I wouldn't have been motivated to update so fast! THANK YOU!

I'll stop talking and let you read. Enjoy!

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I remember the walk back and ride in the elevator like it was yesterday. I look back on it now and it reminds me of those cheesy Muggle films of teenagers who can't keep there hands off each other because they both know what happens when they get to the hotel room. The entire ride up the elevator we couldn't stop kissing one another and I'm just glad it was deserted because it was no chaste kissing we were doing. We were kissing as if we didn't then the world would end. I remember just the want I felt. My entire body was screaming for him, it was like nothing I had ever experienced. We heard the doors open and pulled apart just long enough to walk out and walk the few steps to our door.

The minute that we had the door closed behind us our lips crashed back onto one another. Our hands roamed freely and I felt his land on the small of my back pulling me close. He was pulling me towards him in a way that made me think he was trying to melt our bodies together. My hands quickly found their way from his neck where they had landed to his shirt still draped over my shoulders, which I promptly threw to the floor. I felt his lips pull away from mine and the warmth I had felt only moments before vanished making me feel the coldest I had ever felt.

The feeling didn't last long though as he had only left my lips to peel the shirt off his back leaving him in only his jeans (our shoes had been the first things off the moment we were through the door). His lips met mine again but it was a slow, torturing kiss; filled with the promise of things to come. My hands moved up his chest to his shoulders then up and into his messy black hair that I loved so much. His lips left mine again only to trail kisses down my chin, then to my neck where it landed on my pulse. I heard a deep moan, one I didn't know I could make, escape my throat as I arched my neck into it to give him easier access. Just like this morning he had before I knew it swept me off my feet and thrown me onto the bed.

I gave him a little smirk and beckoned him with my finger to join me. He returned the smirk and crawled up from the end of the bed to where I was. He was right over me and looked down at me, his eyes questioning me. I didn't need him to vocalize it because I already knew what it was. I answered him by pulling my upper body off the bed to strip my shirt off, where it soon joined his on the floor. I looked back up at him and saw that he knew my answer. I moved my hands to the back of his head and pulled him down to meet my lips, trying to convey every feeling I had for him in my entire heart, body and soul.

His arms found there way behind my body and he pulled me close. I felt such love for him in that moment I didn't think I could stand it. I could keep it to my self anymore. I pulled back for what I planned on being the last time that night and said three little words.

"I Love You." saying it made me want to cry. Just the joy of it, the joy of finally realizing after all these years that thing I wanted that most in life, to love and be loved in return, was right in front of me all along. All I had to do was open my eyes and look.

"I Love You too."

With those words he leaned back down and-

Don't stop Beth! It was finally getting good!

There's no more.

What do you mean there's no more. It obviously has more to it. What story just stops at 'and' ?

I don't know! But there isn't anymore pages, that's all I have.

Well which trunk did you get it out of? Maybe they're in there?

The one with the 'H.G.P' on it. Oh, wait! I'll come and help.

Do you see any?

No, do you?

No. How old do you think all this is?

I'm not sure.

Wait! Weren’t you reading about Harry Potter? The Harry Potter?

Yes

The one who-

Yes.

The one who-

Yes.

How did you get that trunk?

It's Elisabeth's. It was here great-great-great grandmothers.

Your daughter-in-law is related to Harry Potter and-

Yes! A million times yes Mary! Know keep looking I want to no what happens!

I can't-Wait! I think I've found them!

Let me see. Your right! They are. Ok let's see...

A/N: Do you get what just happened? Lol. For those of you who didn't I'll explain, for those of you who did, skip down to the next paragraph. I'll meet you there. I got this idea when I was at work tonight (Monday night). I thought why not have someone in the future reading this aloud. I mean I think of Hermione has someone who's not going to publish a book about her and Harry's love( a v.private person), so why not have her write it down, but pack it away for future descendents to read? So that's what I had happen, only it's her greatX3 granddaughter’s mother-in-law and her friend who find it.

Ok, for the rest of you who got it... was it a good idea? Or to confusing? Are you mad that I left off where I did? ::Evil Laugh:: I love you all really, but I love making you squirm mon petite amies! So that's it. For now. I have another plot bunny hoping circles in my head so I might write that first then do the sequel, or do both at the same time. I don't know yet, but I'm aiming to have part 2 out in the next few days. Please drop a review if you have time, and I'll see you soon. Same bat time, same bat place!

As Always~Pheniox_Girl