Passanger Seat by karenkate_kitty

Rating: G
Genres: Drama, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 05/09/2003
Last Updated: 05/09/2003
Status: Completed

Bit of AU but not really. a fluffy song fic, hold your horses it’s in the middle of the story…
Harry and Hermione took a long drive the flying Wizarding way to the burrow for Ron and Luna’s
wedding. Harry rekindles his old flame with a certain bookworm that finally turned out to be a very
beautiful butterfly.




1. Passanger Seat
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**Title:** Passenger Seat

**Author name:** karenkate_kitty

**Author email:** karenkate_kitty@yahoo.com

**Category:** Romance

**Subcategory:** General

**Summary:** a fluffy song fic, hold your horses it's in the middle of the story… Harry
and Hermione took a long drive the flying Wizarding way to the burrow for Ron and Luna's
wedding. Harry rekindles his old flame with a certain bookworm that finally turned out to be a very
beautiful butterfly.

**DISCLAIMER:** This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK
Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and
Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark
infringement is intended.

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Chapter1: The Wedding Invitation

Harry woke up in his 10th floor flat in a 50-story building in the middle of muggle
London. The sun was shining through his white satin curtain covered glass windows. Hedwig who had
been screeching because of the letter and parcel that she was carrying had gotten him up.

“Hold your tail feathers, I'm coming!” He came up to the bird and took the load from her.
The bird flew to her cage and started to dig into some treats. Harry opened the silvery envelope
that had Ron and Luna's picture holding each other right in front. It was a wedding
invitation*. `Well, it's about time. They should have done this three years ago,'* he
told himself.

It had been six years since he defeated Voldemort, Three years had passed since he had finished
working as an auror tracking down death eaters and it had been that long since he finally played
seeker for the English National Team with his friend Ron and old Gryffindor Quidditch Captain,
Oliver Wood. Harry unlike Ron had no love life to talk about what so ever. He did date a few girls
but none of those relationships really worked out the way he wanted it to, let alone for it to last
for more than a week.

He slid the invitation out of the envelope and read it. The wedding would be held in the Burrow
and it was on the 1st of October. *`Only a week from now,'* he made a mental
note. He knew that Ron would make him Best man and well, his hunch was true. Then he saw the name
of the Maid of Honor, it was Hermione Granger also one of his best friends in his Hogwarts years.
Or was she even more?

Harry hadn't heard from her for three years but from what he had heard from Ron, she was
working at Hogwarts as the Transfiguration Professor. Since Dumbledore had retired as headmaster of
Hogwarts Professor McGonagall got the Position of head mistress. The Transfiguration Teacher
position had been open and Hermione fortunately got the job but it was no surprise for Harry
because she was the smartest person he had ever known.

A number of students from his year were now working if not in Hogwarts or in the Ministry would
be found in Hogsmeade. Also many of them who played Quidditch in their school days now played
professionally for different Quidditch teams from all around the world.

Hermione, his ever-faithful friend, who in so many times managed to save his life because of her
all-knowingness was the one person he thought about in his times of solitude. The situation six
years ago was different. He knew even a few years back that he at some point had feelings for her
but he had feared that the mere association with him was a very grave risk for her. Even after the
defeat of Voldemort he couldn't bring himself to tell her his true feelings, knowing that death
eaters may attack him through his only weakness, his true love, through her. He couldn't risk
telling her and the death eaters finding out. They might kill her like what they did to Cho Chang
whom they thought Harry still had feelings for.

Three years had passed and he lost contact with Hermione. They wrote letters to each other on
special occasions like Christmases and Birthdays but they never really had a chance to talk or be
around each other. He also heard news that she was once again dating Viktor Krum. They were very
busy with their own lives that they never really had the chance to catch up with each other's
lives.

Harry was looking forward to this wedding. He didn't know why but he felt really good about
it. He opened the Parcel, which actually came from Sirius his godfather. He was now living with his
family in France. He married Lana Le Voughn a Professor from Beauxbaton and he had 3 children, 2
girls and a little boy. Sirius sent him some pictures of his little cousins. He smiled as he saw
how happy his godfather was now. Sirius of all people deserved it.

Harry started to read from the pile of magazines by his sofa, it was another one of his futile
attempts to stop thinking about Hermione. He then had the sudden urge to call her but of course he
was too chicken to pick up the phone and dial her number as he often did. *`Why are you such a
wuss Harry? She's your best friend why are you making a big deal about calling her?'* he
asked himself. There was a battle going on in his head when finally the phone rang. He picked it
up.

“Hello?” he said.

“Hi, may I speak with Harry?” a familiar female voice answered.

“Hermione!” he couldn't hide the excitement in his voice. Once again he heard the most
beautiful sound, her voice.

“Harry, is that you. How have you been?” she asked. “This is rather odd don't you think, me
calling you on the phone instead of maybe just apparating there?”

“Hey, It's no big deal. I mean it would have been a wonderful surprise to see you, and well,
I'm doing fine and how about you?” he asked. *`Sure and I'll make a big fool out of
myself when I see you popping in my house,'* he told himself.

“I guess you know what I'm calling you for?” she asked.

*`You called to say you miss me, and that maybe we can get together sometimes. Hmm… Who am I
kidding here?'* he reminded himself. “Does it have to do with Ron's wedding?” he asked
instead.

“Yah. I was hoping maybe we could go there together. I mean we have a lot of catching up to do,”
she exclaimed.

“That would be great. Say, we make it a lot more fun and ride my new car?” he asked. *`What
was I thinking?'* he thought.

“Why? We can just meet somewhere and apparate together,” she said.

“We can do that or maybe I can tempt you to experience the adventure of riding a flying car like
what Ron and I did on our second year?” he asked as he felt himself grinning.

“Interesting,” she answered and paused. “Harry Potter, I guess I'm up for another adventure.
I accept your invitation. You know I hate flying but I guess I'm safe with you,” she
agreed.

“Of course you're going to be safe with me. Would I let anything happen to you?” he assured
her. *`Not even a fly can go near you when I'm around,'* he told himself.

“Well, I guess it would be a great honor for me. I heard the only wizards with flying cars are
you, and the Weasleys since Arthur made it as Minister and you know how he loves muggle things,”
she pointed out.

“You can say that, but see it's mostly the experience that you'll really like and
it's not as scary as riding a broomstick. I know you hated that,” he assured her.

“We'll meet on Friday then, so we can be there for the family dinner, at around 9 am?” she
asked

“How about you come to my house at 5 pm on Thursday so we can fly during night time. So no one
will actually see us. We'd be there rather early but I'm sure they won't mind having us
around early. We're family after all,” he suggested. *`A night-drive with the girl of my
dreams, am I lucky or what?'* he mused.

“Harry? Are you still there?” the girl on the other line said.

*`I missed those times when she worries about me,'* he thought. “I'm still here
Hermione.”

“So see you on Thursday then. I'm looking forward to this little road trip we're having
or should I say night-fly. And…..” she paused “It's really nice to hear your voice again Harry,
See yah. Bye,” and with that the line went dead.

“I think I'm going crazy but at least I'm happy-crazy not just crazy,” he muttered to
himself.

The day went well he had gone to Quidditch practice but most of the players were busy talking
about the up coming wedding. Before he went home passed by Diagon Alley and got Ron and Lavender a
wedding present.

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Chapter 2: Road Trip

[a/n]: now this is the song fic part hope yah like it!

Harry had marked the days in his calendar just as he did when he was at the Dursley's
waiting for the school term or his visit to the Weasley's or even to Hermione's. The day of
their trip to the Burrow had arrived.

He tidied his house up not a usual occurrence since he had gotten tired of cleaning up after the
Dursleys that he didn't mind being too carefree with house chores. He even made something to
eat before leaving. He must have heard of the saying that `the way to man's heart is through
his stomach.' He may have thought of trying it if it worked for women as well.

It was Five pm in his watch and as always she appeared in his living room at that exact time.
That's Hermione always on time.

“Harry,” Hermione exclaimed as she dropped her small luggage bag on the Sofa and hugged Harry,
just as tightly as an anxious owner of a lost puppy found it's beloved pet.

“I miss you too,” he said as he hugged her back. Her sweet sent of fresh apples was
intoxicating. He thought he could stay there hugging her forever. He eventually realized that he
had to pull away and at the moment she did the same thing.

“Do you want to grab a bite before we leave? It's a long drive,” he offered trying to ease
the awkward moment.

“Yah sure I was too beat up with work it's a good thing Professor McGonagall gave me the
week off. I just gave the students some lessons to study while I'm gone.” She sat across on one
side of the sofa as Harry went to get the plate of sandwiches and some Pumpkin juice from the
kitchen.

They ate and chattered for a whole hour. They were reminiscing the old times with their other
best friend Ron and the rest of the Gryffindors. They also talked about Draco and how on their
sixth year he asked Ginny to be his girlfriend in front of the whole school before the house cup
ceremony. No wonder they already have four children in their five years as a married couple and if
Harry have known better Ginny might be on the way for another blond-haired, brown-eyed Malfoy. Who
would have known that Ginny and Draco would end up together let alone have him, Harry's arch
nemesis in school play a big role in defeating the dark lord and tracking down death eaters. Truly,
their Hogwarts' days were unforgettable. They were still talking and laughing when Hermione saw
the time in Harry's wall clock.

“Oh… my gosh! Look at the time it's 6 pm,” she said with a trace of worry in her voice.

“I think we should get going. We will still get there, hopefully before midnight,” he assured
her. He waved his wand and the plates and glasses were all cleaned up and flew back to the kitchen.
Harry let Hedwig go and told her to meet them at the Burrow. He summoned for his luggage bag and
they both went of to the parking lot.

On the way to the parking lot Hermione stopped and looked at Harry.

“Thanks,” she muttered and gave Harry a kiss on the cheek just as she did for their
4th year in Hogwarts.

*`It must be for the snack I prepared. I knew she would love those turkey sandwiches that I
made. I'd make some more when she visits next time,'* he made a mental note.

The car was a red BMW. Before they got in, they looked around if there were people in the area.
Before taking off Harry used the invisible mode then drove off passing through the opening of the
parking area, which was in the same floor as his flat.

Harry turned on the radio and it played the song of a muggle band called Stephen Speaks. Since
Harry was raised by muggles just as Hermione was muggle born they enjoyed things that some wizards
might find odd.

*I look at her and have to smile
As we go driving for a while
Her hair blowing in the open window of my car
And as we go I see the lights
Watch them glimmer in her eyes
In the darkness of the evening*

The song went… Harry was driving when a smile broke into his face. He was listening to the song
and in some weird twist of fate it seemed so fit for that particular odd moment. He saw Hermione
from his rear view mirror. Her hair blowing nicely from the cool breeze of the night, her eyes
glittering as the stars reflected from them.

*And I've got all that I need
Right here in the passenger seat
Oh and I can't keep my eyes on the road
Knowing that she's inches from me*

The lyrics of the song said it all. He loved her for so long and having her just beside him made
him feel complete. It was a good thing that they were up in the sky flying other wise he could have
been the reason of a dreadful collision. His attention was all focused on Hermione, well not
directly staring at her but at her reflection on the mirror. She was so beautiful. All of her just
mesmerized him, from her long wavy brown hair not the bushy type like it used to be in their school
days, to her nice tanned skin, she must have traveled a lot during summer holidays. Her lips were
red and were so kissable. Her eyes in its hazel brown color and the light from the stars made him
feel so dreamy.

*We stop to get something to drink
My mind pounds and I can't think
Scared to death to say i love her
Then a moon peeks from the clouds
Hear my heart that beats so loud
Try to tell her simply*

After a few hours drive they've gone a bit thirsty so they had to make a stop in a
convenient store located in the middle of no where which was actually the road to the nearest
village to the Burrow. They drove down to the dirt road so that they would avoid any muggle seeing
them land the car on the ground. They went into the convenient store to get some refreshments then
Hermione went to the Girls Comfort Room. Harry was thinking about this whole night.

*`What would she say if I tell her that I love her?'* he thought. *`What about Krum
isn't she dating him?'* Questions flooded his mind. He didn't know what to think the
only clear thing in his head was he was so happy having her with him. Just knowing that she was
there with him made him feel complete like an empty hole inside him was automatically filled
up.

“Harry, are you alright?” Hermione asked a bit concerned.

“Uhmm… yah I am. I was just thinking, how long has it been since we've been together and
just now I realized how much I missed you,” he said in all honesty, “I mean I miss Ron sometimes
but we do see a lot of each other in Quidditch. But with you, for three years it seemed like we
were shut off from each other's lives.”

“I know what you mean Harry,” she said, “And I thought about you a lot too. It was so weird not
having you around. But I guess I had to move away from you. Not that I wanted to but six years ago
I had the impression that you didn't want me around you,” she continued as tears trickled down
her cheeks.

“I'm sorry,” was the only thing he could say. He didn't know whether to tell her the
whole truth.

“We should be going now or we might not be able to find anyone awake when we arrive,” Hermione
said as she wiped the tears from her face and went out of the store. Harry followed her and they
got it the car and drove off, well, flew off. The bright moonlight was shinning down her face as
she quietly leaned her head on Harry's shoulder.

*That I've got all the I need
Right here in the passenger seat
Oh and I can't keep my eyes on the road
Knowing that she's inches from me*

There was deafening silence. Harry held the thought of how Hermione felt six years ago went on
in his head. *`She thought I hated her!'* he scolded himself. *`But it was for her own
good,'* his mind argued. He just kept glancing at her every once in a while. She was still
as beautiful as ever. Now all grown up but still had the innocence of the little bookworm who
always told Harry off when he was being too stubborn. Come to think of it she was the only girl who
had affected Harry's decisions in life.

*Oh and I've got all that I need
Right here in the passenger seat
Oh and I can't keep my eyes on the road
Knowing that she's inches from me

Oohh… and I know that this love grow*

The Burrow was already in sight and Harry decided to land the car so they wouldn't wake
everyone up as they arrive. They were probably fifteen meters away from the house when he stopped
the car.

“Hermione,” he said and Hermione looked up at him.

“Oh… we're here,” she said, still with that sad look in her eyes.

“I apologize for my actions towards you before,” he started, “It's just that since Cho died
and I knew the reason was because they thought I was involved with her I had to do something. I had
to protect you.”

“Why would you need to do that?” she asked as tears fell from her eyes.

“Because I love you and I didn't want anything to happen to you. I was so scared that they
might take you away from me. They did a great job taking my parents away from me and I didn't
want them to take the woman who meant the world to me even if I had to keep away from her so she
would be safe. Hemione…” She stopped him from talking and the look on her face made it all clear.
She felt the same way for him and with that they kissed, a kiss that would have made up for the
many years they have hidden their feelings for each other.

“Lumos!” someone cried and a wand with a lit edge was tapping Harry's shoulder.

“I knew it was the two of you!” Ron said who looked glad at the sight of his best friends
snogging.

“I knew this would happen,” Luna mused beside her husband to be.

“Hi guys! We were just about to come in,” Harry said as he held Hermione into a nice
embrace.

“Actually by the looks of things here. You could have stayed here all night if we hadn't
come out not that we mind at all,” Ron teased.

Harry and Hermione were blushing furiously.

“Ron thanks!” Harry said to his friend who was smiling at them.

“I don't know what for but you're welcome. I'm glad to be of service. So we have to
head back inside. Hope you guys follow in soon,” Ron exclaimed as he walked towards the house
holding hands with Luna who made a last glance at the couple who was now kissing in the car,
again.

Harry was hearing a familiar tune playing on his car stereo and he knew what the song was. It
was the tune they were listening to on the way to the burrow.

*Oh I've got all the I need
Right here in the passenger seat
Oh and I can't keep my eyes on the road
Knowing that she's inches from me

And I've got all that I need
Right here in the passenger seat
Oh and I can't keep my eyes on the road
Knowing that she's inches from me*

“Hermione Granger, I will be the luckiest wizard in the whole world if by any chance you accept
my proposal. Will you be my wife? I don't have a ring to put around your finger but I know and
my mind and heart tells me that I should ask you now in this very moment. Right here in this car,
tonight, a couple of days before Ron's wedding. Here as the Moon and stars as our witness,” he
asked her as he looked into her eyes and held both her hands.

“I accept your proposal, Harry James Potter, even without the ring, even if we're in the car
and even if it's a couple of days from Ron's wedding,” she agreed and with that they shared
the most passionate kiss. They stared at the sky at the bright moon and stars that seemed to light
up even brightly.

Ron's wedding was simple with only family and close friends present. Dumbledore officiated
the ceremony. As Harry saw it the Weasley family had grown. All the Weasley children had their own
families, Ron being the last family member to marry. Ginny the youngest was the first one who
married Draco Malfoy. Bill married the French girl Fleur de le Cour, Charlie married a girl he met
in Romania whom he worked with, Selena Harvey. Fred and George married co-Gryffindor Quidditch
players Angelina Johnson and Katie Belle. Harry who was an honorary member of the family would be
marrying soon. He liked the idea of people calling Hermione Mrs. Potter. She would soon be his wife
and they would soon be sharing the life they should have shared a long time ago. He watched the
many Weasley children playing around and their parents chasing them and hopefully soon he'll be
chasing after his own kid.

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A year later, Harry was driving his flying BMW with his wife and baby girl Hazel, She was named
so because of her Hazel brown eyes that she got from her mom. They were on their way to their home
in Godric's Hallow from Draco's youngest son's birthday party who was actually his
godson. Harry was getting sleepy so he turned up the Radio. The familiar tune was playing, the song
they were listening to when he proposed to Hermione.

“Harry, do you remember this song?” Hermione asked as she looked at her husband intently.

“Of course I do. How can I forget,” he sighed and he stared at her and he held her face up and
kissed her. Little Hazel stirred in her mother's arms.

“She's so beautiful,” Hermione said.

“Just like her mom,” he said and Harry kissed Hermione again.

The song was playing as they drove home. Harry got all that he needed and they were both by his
side on his passenger seat. He was the luckiest wizard in the planet.

*
And I've got all that I need
Right here in the passenger seat
Oh and I can't keep my eyes on the road
Knowing that she's inches from me

And I've got all that I need
Right here in the passenger seat*

*THE END*

*[n/a]: Hope you liked it!!! Love the song a lot so I thought, I had to make a story…*



