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"So, Harry, what did you do all yesterday?" Ron asked Harry the next morning at breakfast.

"I went to this amusement park and then went horseback riding," Harry replied, buttering a piece of toast.

"Really, by yourself?" Luna asked, looking over the top of the latest addition of the "Quibbler".

"No, with this girl I met at the beach," Harry replied, blushing lightly.

"What's her name?" Ron asked, grinning at Harry.

"Hermione Granger. She lives just a ways down the beach," Harry told him, also smiling.

"Do you fancy her?" Ron teased him.

"I only just met her!" Harry exclaimed.

"Is she se-"

"Ronald, I'd advise you not to finish that sentence," Luna stated from behind the "Quibbler".

"Really mate, why does it matter? You've already got Luna," Harry grinned at Ron.

"Shove off," Ron muttered, shoveling in a forkful of pancakes.

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"Are you almost ready?" Harry called through Ron and Luna's door about an hour later.

"Coming!" Ron shouted back, and a minute later, opened the door. "Okay, let's go," he said, grabbing Luna's hand.

"Ronald, we're taking the elevator," Luna pulled Ron away from the stairs.

"B-But I'm afraid of it," Ron whispered, grabbing onto the stairwell door handle.

"Ronald, let go," Luna commanded as the elevator doors opened.

"Please don't make me," Ron moaned, as Harry helped Luna pry him off the door and shove him into the elevator.

Harry pressed the main floor button and the elevator began to move downwards. He and Luna snickered as Ron squeezed his eyes shut and held onto the railing for dear life.

"It's not funny," he said indignantly.

"You're right, it's hilarious," Harry burst out laughing as the elevator made a dinging sound and the doors opened. Ron shot into the lobby like a bullet with Harry and Luna laughing behind him.

"Ah, time for a tan," Luna smiled as they walked out onto the beach.

"Sure is a change isn't it?" Ron smiled as he hugged her from behind.

"Duh," Harry replied, slipping off his sandals and running towards the water, Ron close behind.

"Be careful!" Luna called after them, and laid out her towel.

"So, this Hermione girl, is she cute?" Ron asked once they were in the water.

"Well, I don't know," Harry started, a blush creeping up his cheeks.

"You like her!" Ron exclaimed excitedly.

"I've only just met her!" Harry replied exasperatedly. "Besides, I've never been in love before."

"What did you just say?" Ron asked, mouth open in shock.

"I've never been in love before," replied a confused Harry.

"You love her??" Ron exclaimed.

"What? I didn't say that…" Harry trailed off. "I couldn't. It takes time to fall in love - not a day and a half," he muttered.

"Haven't you ever heard of love at first sight?" Ron asked, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, but I just…I mean I thought. Oh bloody hell, I don't know anything!" Harry cried, running a hand through his already messy hair.

"Maybe you should really get to know her," Ron suggested.

"Yeah, maybe I will," Harry replied, though his mind was elsewhere.

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"Hello?" A voice asked.

"Hi, is Hermione there?" Harry asked into the phone.

"Just a minute," the voice replied. Harry heard someone running and then muffled talking.

"Hello?" Hermione's breathless voice came onto the line a few seconds later.

"Hi, Hermione, this is Harry," Harry told her.

"Hey, what's up?" Hermione asked.

"Not much, I was just wondering if you were doing anything tonight," Harry replied, crossing his fingers.

"Um…I don't think so, why?"

"Well, my friends and I are going to this club and I was wondering if you'd come with me?" Harry asked hopefully.

"That'd be great!" Hermione exclaimed. "What kind of club is it?"

"Uh, a normal one?" Harry replied, a puzzled look crossing his face.

"Um, okay, what's it called?"

"Signature or something," Harry replied, racking his brain for the name of the club.

"Oh! I know the place. Okay, so are you going to pick me up?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, my friend Ron decided to go all out, so you'll just have to ignore some of the things he's done," Harry grinned.

"Okay," Hermione replied slowly.

"So I'll see you at about eight?" Harry asked.

"Eight it is," Hermione confirmed. "See ya later, bubye."

"Bye," Harry replied and hung up the phone.

"So," Ron pressed.

"So what?" Harry asked.

"Can she go?"

"Well," Harry frowned. "Yes," he added with a grin.

"I'll go tell Luna. You should get ready too, it's already seven," Ron told Harry and bounced out of the room.

"Loon," Harry mumbled as he walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

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"Mom, can you get that?" Harry heard a muffled voice call from inside the Granger residence. A few seconds after that, the door opened and a woman with curly dark hair stood before him.

"Oh, you must be Harry. I'm Hermione's mother, Jane," Jane introduced herself. "Please, come in. Hermione should be down in a minute."

Harry followed Jane into the living room where Harry saw a man sitting in an armchair reading a newspaper.

"Doug, this is Harry, Hermione's going out with him and some friends tonight," Jane told the man.

"I see. Hello Harry, I'm Hermione's father," Doug approached Harry and extended his hand.

"It's nice to meet you," Harry replied, shaking his hand firmly.

"So, Hermione's told us about you," Jane told Harry as they sat down.

"Good things I hope," Harry smiled.

"Oh yes, she's so happy to have met you," Jane smiled knowingly. "But don't worry, we're both dentists," she added, smiling at the look on his face.

"Harry?" A voice asked from behind him. He turned to see Hermione standing in a short black skirt and an off the shoulder green shirt.

"Hey, you look beautiful," Harry blushed lightly as did Hermione.

"Thank you," Hermione replied shyly. "We should go," she added, to break the silence.

"Have a good time!" Jane called after them.

"Who rented the limo?" Hermione asked at the sight of the black limousine.

"Ron. I told you he was going all out," Harry grinned, opening the door for her to get in and followed.

"Hi, I'm Ron and this is my girlfriend Luna," Ron said once they were all situated.

"It's nice to meet you," Hermione smiled and shook each of their hands. "So, Harry, you do know that this is more or less a wizarding club right?" She asked as they pulled onto the interstate.

"Great," Harry mumbled and Ron laughed at him.

"Poor Harry," he teased.

"Shut up," Harry groaned.

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" Hermione offered.

"Hell no!" Ron exclaimed. "When we can get pampered at this place? You've got to be kidding me!" Everyone, including Harry, laughed at his outburst.

"We'll just go there. I mean you said it yourself, this is a highly populated with wizards," Harry shrugged.

"So, Hermione, how are you?" Luna asked.

"Good, you?" Hermione smiled.

"Brilliant," Luna replied. "Why do men always talk about quidditch?" She added, catching a piece of Ron and Harry's conversation.

"Who knows?" Hermione laughed. "They probably say the same thing about women and make up."

"Yes, but they love the end result of it all," Luna told her.

"Good point."

"Girls," Ron started, interrupting their conversation. "Who is better looking? Me, Harry, or Draco Malfoy?"

"Draco Malfoy?" Hermione asked, puzzled.

"This big prat that we went to school with," Ron replied with a disgusted look.

"Ron, you need to get used to the fact that he's shagging your little sister sooner or later," Harry grinned and Ron glared at him. "What?"

"Okay then, who's better looking between me and Harry," Ron asked, just as the car came to a stop.

"Well, looks like we're here," Hermione smiled as the driver opened the door. Luna stepped out of the car, followed by Ron, then Hermione, and finally Harry. For a moment the long line of people waiting to get in went silent; then all hell broke loose.

"Oh my god! It's Harry Potter!" A girl yelled, causing the people towards the back of the line to start talking louder than they already were.

"Let's go," Harry told Hermione, Ron, and Luna as he grabbed Hermione's hand and led them into the club.

"Harry Potter," Harry yelled to the bouncer at the door over the loud music coming from in the club and all the people outside. The bouncer immediately let them pass and from there they were directed into a VIP room.

"Is it always like that?" Hermione asked once they were all in the room.

"It's worse back home," Ron muttered darkly, sitting in one of the comfy looking couches.

"Want to go dance?" Harry asked Hermione a minute later.

"Sure," Hermione grinned, taking Harry's hand and following him out onto the dance floor.

"You go out often?" Harry yelled to her.

"Occasionally with friends!" Hermione shouted back as they moved with the music. "Do you?"

"Hardly ever," Harry told her as he pulled her against him. "Why did you kiss me the other day?"

"I-I don't know," Hermione gulped as his eyes burned into hers. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be; I'm not," Harry whispered seductively into her ear. Hermione started breathing heavily as he ran his hands down her sides.

"I was never sorry to start off," Hermione whispered, looking into his eyes before pressing her lips against his.

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"When do you go back to London again," Hermione asked Harry later that night as they walked along the beach.

"Nine days," Harry replied, holding her left hand in his right and his shoes in his left.

"It's so soon," Hermione sighed, tightening her grip on his hand.

"I know, but we'll have to do stuff while I'm still here," Harry told her.

"Yeah, we can go to a movie, go to the pool, try and surf," Hermione giggled.

"Sit and watch the sunset and sunrise, gather sea shells," Harry smiled.

"You are quite the poet mister Potter," Hermione smiled, though tears were shining in her eyes.

"What can I say? It's a gift," Harry laughed.

"Really," Hermione murmured.

"Really," Harry smiled at her before leaning down and kissing her gently.

"You know, I think I'm falling for you," Hermione whispered against his lips.

"You're not alone," Harry kissed her again, though more passionately. "I should probably get you home, the sun's going to be rising soon," he told her after they broke apart.

"You're probably right," Hermione sighed and they set off in the direction of her house.

"Your parents won't be mad that it's like after five, will they?" Harry asked as Hermione's house came in sight.

"No. They sleep like logs, and normally are out by eleven, eleven thirty," Hermione replied.

"Oh, is that how all adults are?" Harry asked. "I know my aunt and uncle were like that, but I wasn't sure if it was the same for everyone," he added sheepishly.

"Working adults tend to go to bed earlier if they work during the day," Hermione smiled softly, giving his hand a gently squeeze.

"I see. It's a little weird growing up without parents and living with scum," Harry muttered. "Then when I went to Hogwarts there was no way of knowing sleeping patterns. This is so stupid," Harry laughed after a minute.

"What is?" Hermione asked.

"This whole conversation about adult sleeping patters," Harry started laughing hysterically and Hermione joined in.

"That's what life's all about," Hermione smiled at him as they approached the back door to her house.

"What?"

"Stupid conversations. Especially when they hold deeper meaning," Hermione told him knowingly.

"You're right," Harry replied, looking towards the floor. "I'll call you later so we can start spending all that time together that we need before I have to leave," he added.

"I'm going to miss you, y'know," Hermione sighed, her voice breaking.

"We'll see each other again," Harry murmured, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Promise." He sealed his words with a kiss before leaving.

Author's Note: Oh my gosh I'm soooo sorry it's been so long since the last chapter! It's not an excuse, but my computer has been really slow and acting really funny lately and I haven't been feeling the greatest, but I still should have gotten this chapter out sooner…please forgive me! Now, if you like this chapter…please review it cause I really appreciate it! Thanks for reading!

Sarah May

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