Eternal Rhapsody by Sapphire Rose

Rating: NC17
Genres: Drama, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 25/07/2004
Last Updated: 18/01/2006
Status: Completed

Have you ever loved someone so much that it eats you up inside? That you need to keep them away
to protect yourself from being hurt and at the same time you need them in order to breathe.
Exhausting isn’t it? Well this gives you a small look at how I came to be standing here right now.
Love is a wonderful thing but it’s an adventure when you’re ‘The Boy Who Lived’...




1. Prologue: Now and Then
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters; they all belong to J.K Rowlings and
Warner Brothers. Although I wish I did lol.

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A/N: Alright I originally intended for this to be a one chapter fic but my mind took over and
made it into something more. It's still going to be short but it will be 5 chapters and
possibly, MAYbe have a sequel. I know I should be working on my other fics but I have a HUGE
writers block, this is the first thing I'm able to write in a year. I have written a few pages
but I don't want to post it until it's done. So anyway about my brand new story. As always
it's Harry/Hermione pairing. Ron is in it but it's centered completely on Harry and
Hermione's relationship. In the beginning though it starts out at Hogwarts with Ron and
Hermione, I know not my typical thing but it's important to the plot so forgive me. Also
forgive me if they seem a bit out of character. Majority of the story takes place after Hogwarts
and is based on books 1-5. Important things you need to know: Any writing in **bold** is when
characters are speaking to the readers, *Italic* writing is when there is a flashback, and
normal writing is anything else like talking within the story. Hope you ALL enjoy the new story.
PLEASE read and review!

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Eternal Rhapsody

Prologue: Now and Then

Chapter 1/5

By: Sapphire Rose (aka Lily Flower)

*Look into my eyes - you will see*

*What you mean to me*

*Search your heart - search your soul*

*And when you find me there you'll search no more*

*Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for*

*You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for*

*You know it's true*

*Everything I do - I do it for you*

*Look into my heart - you will find*

*There's nothin' there to hide*

*Take me as I am - take my life*

*I would give it all - I would sacrifice*

*Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for*

*I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more*

*Ya know it's true*

*Everything I do - I do it for you*

*There's no love - like your love*

*And no other - could give more love*

*There's nowhere - unless you're there*

*All the time - all the way*

*Oh - you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for*

*I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more*

*I would fight for you - I'd lie for you*

*Walk the wire for you - ya I'd die for you*

*Ya know it's true*

*Everything I do - I do it for you*

*Bryan Adams: (Everything I Do) I Do It For You*

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**Have you ever loved someone so much that it eats you up inside? That you need to keep them
away to protect yourself from being hurt and at the same time you need them in order to breathe.
Exhausting isn't it? Well this gives you a small look at how I came to be standing here right
now. Love is a wonderful thing but it's an adventure when you're 'The Boy Who
Lived', the boy that defeated Voldemort at least six times or more, I lost count around
three.**

**It's been at least five years since Voldemort has been gone and for the first time I can
lead a normal life, well as normal as I can lead. Someone always finds some new spin to my name.
You can just imagine what kind of a field day the press had when they found out through the grape
vine that I was in love.**

**'HARRY POTTER FALLS IN LOVE! (pages 1-9)'**

**It's a wonder we ever got through that. There were some hard times but we got through
those together. It amazes me how I still get goosebumps every time I think about her.**

**I remember the first time I ever felt this way about her. Hard to believe that was almost
five years ago. Although it didn't start out so great…**

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*It was the start of the sixth year and everyone was happy to be back at Hogwarts. The first
week of school went by quickly and eventually the pandemonium of the start of term calmed down. On
one particular night, Harry was sitting in his room hunched over a book he borrowed from Ron. He
seemed to be scribbling down something very quickly as if trying to write it all down before he
forgot something.*

*All of a sudden the door to the dorm opened with a loud commotion and in came Ron, his
roommate and best friend. He hastily tried to close the book and prayed that he didn't notice
he was up to anything. Harry stared at his friend of six years as if waiting for him to ask what he
was writing.*

*"Harry want to come with us? We're all going out, maybe to play some Exploding Snap
or just prank Malfoy if we see him, we don't know yet."*

*"Anything involving Malfoy I would be happy to help with."*

*A mischievous smirk played on his lips as he thought of the possibilities.*

*"Well come on then we don't have all day to wait for yer bloody arse to come
down."*

*Without even thinking Harry scrambled off his bed to join his friend, throwing the forgotten
book on Ron's bed. Ron grabbed the exploding pieces just in case they would need it.*

*While Harry and Ron were off to do their mischief, Hermione was in the girl's dorm. She
had just finished her History of Magic essay that wasn't even due for two weeks. Unknown to
what her two best friends were up to she decided to go see if they were in their room. After
walking down the stairs to the common room and up the boy's staircase, she lightly knocked on
the door but didn't get an answer. Tip-toeing in, she looked around and saw that the room was
empty. Moving towards Harry's bed she opened his trunk and searched for the fabled
Marauder's Map, finding it and opening it. She said the incantation and looked for them. She
found them on the fourth floor by the Ancient Ruins classroom but they weren't alone. Draco
Malfoy and his goons were with them. Whatever was going on there wasn't going to be good at
all. Mischief Managed escaped her lips and the map began to disappear until it looked like an old
piece of parchment. She placed the map back in its original place and took a seat on Ron's bed.
She noticed a book carelessly thrown on his bed. She didn't believe for a minute that Ron spent
the evening studying as she glanced at it. A piece of parchment falling out of the book caught her
curiosity and she began to read it…*

*'Is it wrong to be attracted to one of your best friends? I can't help but feel
different emotions when I'm around her. Part of me just wants to capture those soft, sweet lips
with my own and the other part of me thinks that's crossing the line. I've known her since
we were eleven and until now I never felt this way about her.'*

*'Despite her nagging and her bossy nature, I can't help but feel this way. What gets
me is her smile, that beautiful smile of hers that just lights up her face in all the right places.
That smile has a million forms and I get a different feeling each time. Should I feel this way, is
this wrong?'*

*'I don't know anymore but I'll just have to see what happens. Could this all lead
to the fact that I'm in love with her? Wait did I just write love? I'm willing to admit I
have feeling for her but could those feelings point to the fact that I l…'*

*She turned the page over, trying to see if there was more written but there wasn't. That
was it. The only way to describe the look on Hermione's face was shock; utter disbelief was
etched on her face. Did Ron really feel that way about her? And if he did what was she going to do
about it? Should she talk to him, confront him about his feelings? What would Harry think if she
started dating Ron? Millions of questions ran through her head as she began to contemplate the
possibilities. Well she just had to wait and see what happened.*

*She knew Ron wouldn't make the first move obviously since he wrote it down. She always
thought that Ron liked her but she never considered that he held deeper feelings for her besides a
crush. The best thing she'd be able to do is talk to him, but she would never mention the
letter to him.*

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**Well everything after that nothing turn out alright. Hermione spoke to Ron about her feelings
and they became a fast couple. Things really were screwed up for me. My best mate ended up with the
girl. There was nothing I could do, nothing I could say that wouldn't end up without me losing
someone. So I just didn't bring it up. After a while it became easier seeing them together but
that didn't mean I was happy about it. There were so many times I wanted to tell her how I felt
but I held it all back, for all our sakes.**

**Almost two years passed and graduation was finally upon us. Hermione was top of our class as
expected. But as always, something had to go wrong…Voldemort.**

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*It was a few hours before graduation would begin. All the graduating seventh years spent
their time wandering the halls of Hogwarts. Among the crowd Harry, Hermione and Ron could be seen
walking on the grounds. Hermione and Ron insisted on Harry coming with them even though he could
tell they wanted to be alone. Things had drastically changed between the three friends. Even though
Ron wanted to be alone with Hermione she persisted that they should spend time with Harry. He was
their friend too so she didn't want to leave him out.*

*Ron and Hermione had been going out for at least two years and it didn't seem like it was
going to end any time soon. All the time Hermione spent with Ron it didn't always seem right.
Like something was missing from their relationship but she just couldn't quite put her finger
on it. So she would just push the thought aside.*

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*Hours later…*

*Graduation seemed to wear on forever. Speeches, music, more speeches, awards and as you would
expect even more speeches. Harry watched as multiple people stood up in front of the crowd. He was
practically asleep until finally it was Hermione's turn to speak. Immediately his focus was all
on her, to him there wasn't anyone in the room expect just her. He listened intently as she
spoke about the past seven years, about the future but none of that seemed to enter his mind. All
he could do was watch in amazement. She was absolutely beautiful standing up there. He could tell
she was in her element standing in front of the crowd. He watched as she stepped down from the
podium and joined in with the applause.*

*All of a sudden there was a loud noise from the back. As numerous heads turned Harry could
see hundreds of black, cloaked figures emerge into the Great Hall surrounding them. And there he
was, Voldemort standing amid the pack. The whole room became deathly silent until finally the only
sound that broke out was Voldemort's steady clapping noise. Everyone watched as he began to
walk up to the crowd. Obviously the Death Eaters were waiting for his command to attack. Every exit
was blocked off so no one could escape.*

*And that's how it began. Voldemort sent his Death Eaters to attack the crowd. Pretty soon
spells were being thrown around the Great Hall. Mobs of people were trying to find any type of
cover they could get. Already the floor was being littered with lifeless bodies from both sides.
This would be the final battle that decided it all; one person would be left standing.*

*At this moment Harry was helping to fight off a group of Death Eaters by the head table along
with Ron and Hermione. Voldemort was trying to reach them by walking through the crowd, casting a
spell here and there. Harry could feel the pain in his scar increase as Voldemort approached but he
was to busy to figure out where he was. The battle was raging on for hours until finally Voldemort
had reached his target. He looked on with satisfaction as he realized his foe didn't notice he
was there. Taking his chance, he raised his wand and uttered those deadly words from his mouth. The
green light soared to the unsuspecting Hermione. Harry looked on with horror, his heart stopped
when he saw that curse aimed at her. Without even thinking he jumped in front. All the love he
felt, all the love he had from his parents and friends empowered him. With a wave from his wand the
spell bounced back towards Voldemort. Voldemort didn't have time to react before the spell hit
him. He fell to the floor and that signaled the end of the Dark Lord's reign.*

*Once again silence spread through the room; that was it? It was over? The Death Eaters tried
to flee without much success and soon they were captured. Out of exhaustion Harry fell to the
ground. But Hermione caught him in her arms before he hit, his weight bringing her down as well.
She just held him there in her arms wanting to protect him from any and all harm. Voldemort, the
Dark Lord was finally defeated.*

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**I couldn't believe what Harry did for me, he saved my life. Although when he woke up from
the Hospital Wing I gave him a good scolding. What had made him jump in from of the most deadly
curse? When I watched him jump in front of me and I saw that curse I can't explain what I felt.
Something inside me just clicked and I knew I felt something more for him right then and
there.**

**After graduation I lived with my parents for a few months. I got a job at the Ministry
working in the Foreign Policy Department. Soon after Harry, Ron and I moved in together. My
relationship with Ron soon ended on good terms. We both realized we were trying to make a
relationship based on a sheer crush. We didn't love each other the way we thought. So
everything was fine for the time being. As always things changed eventually and soon I began to see
Harry Potter in a whole different light…**

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A/N: Well that's all there is…for now lol. I hope you liked it. Please forgive me for the
un-climatic ending of Voldemort. As I said before this is the first chapter of five so there are
four left to go. This just sets the stage for the rest that is to come. Basically the next four
chapters span on one day. It's going to be short as I said and it's up to the response I
get to decide if I should have an epilogue or a sequel. Only time will tell. Anyway SPECIAL thanks
to my boyfriend who was so kind in putting up with all my doubts and fears that this story
wasn't good enough lol. He was also kind enough to beta for me to make sure I didn't miss
anything. So yes he was a big help with that. I've started on the next chapter already so I
hope to get it out soon. Remember to please review…that way I'll know what everyone thinks.
Until next time!

Sapphire Rose (aka Lily Flower)

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Created on ... July 25, 2004



2. Chapter One: Oblivious
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters; they all belong to J.K Rowlings and
Warner Brothers. Although I wish I did lol.

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A/N: Well it's been a while hasn't it? I'm so sorry for the long wait to this story.
I really did leave you guys hanging in that last chapter. And once again there is a mini cliffy in
here so please forgive me. Once again this is a Harry/Hermione pairing so if you don't like the
pairing don't read it. I'd like to thank ALL the reviewers for their wonderful comments
about this story. I'll try to update sooner next time but I'm getting better I think. You
didn't have to wait a year for the next installment. Also I would like to have the same amount
of reviews for this chapter because I could really use the comments to make this better. That and
tomorrow is my birthday and it would be such a great birthday present to hear what everyone thinks.
So please take a few seconds to review at the end of the chapter. Reminder anything in **bold**
text is the characters in the future speaking directly to the readers, they're the narrators.
Anything is normal text is the present so that includes most of the story. There aren't anymore
*italics* but that is past tense. Remember to Read, Rate and Review. Thanks!

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Eternal Rhapsody

Chapter One: Oblivious

Chapter 2/5

By: Sapphire Rose (aka Lily Flower)

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"No vision and you perish; No Ideal, and you're lost; your heart must ever cherish some
faith at any cost. Some hope, some dream to cling to, some rainbow in the sky, some melody to sing
to, some service that is high."

Harriet Du Autermont

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**Nothing could have prepared me for the turn in my life I was about to take. It was completely
unexpected; then again it seemed to fit perfectly at the same time. The most memorable moments
happened that one summer two years after Hogwarts. By that time Harry, Ron and I all shared an
apartment together. Now I know that sounds strange, two guys and a girl sharing one apartment
together, but we ignored the comments. All that mattered was that we were together and we were
happy.**

**The apartment was located in Diagon Alley right by the Ministry building, the perfect
location for all our needs. Harry made sure the landlord didn't give us any special treatment,
so as you can imagine everyone got along. Then again, moving in was another story. I fondly
remember that big, old bookcase falling practically on top of Ron. I was distracted and
accidentally lowered the bookcase on top of him. But luckily for him I realized before any serious
damage was inflicted. Till this day he thinks I did that on purpose, oh well for him. There were
three bedrooms, a study, kitchen, living room, dinning room, large bathroom and a game room.
Honestly I would have used that room for something more useful…**

*'Like for more books!'*

*Oh shush up Ron, I'm the one telling this story. Anyway, thing couldn't have been
more perfect at the time. As for our job lives, I worked for the Ministry of Magic in the Foreign
Policy Department also known as Magical Co-operation. Harry was training to be an Auror. And as for
Ron he got his dream and played for the Chuddly Cannons as their keeper.*

*On the relationship side Harry remained single; he just wasn't really interested in
anyone. Of course he tried dating a few girls but it was never serious. Ron and I had broken up as
you know. Our friendship didn't change of course but at that present moment I wasn't dating
anyone. Ron on the other hand must have been out with a different girl every week, but I'll
give him the benefit of the doubt and say month. I honestly think fame was getting to his
head.*

*That summer everything changed and for the first time all I saw was those sparkling emerald
eyes…*

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*It was another day at the office for Ms. Hermione Granger and what a day it was. Stacks upon
stacks of paper work lined the desk and floor of her office, it was endless. So far two of her
superiors dumped their work in her office to review and make sure the necessary implications were
inserted. This was the life of someone working in Foreign Policy. If she wanted to be Minister of
Magic someday this was the department she needed to be in.*

*Hermione stared up at the clock on the wall and noticed it was almost approaching lunch time.
Unfortunately for her if she wanted to get all her work done at a normal time she would have to
order something in. She looked back down at her papers and became lost in the words. It was yet
another proposal to the Egyptian Ministry to ask for support in the alliance pact between England,
France, Spain, the United States and various other countries. There has been past alliances but
this was renewing the agreement with some alterations the previous agreement didn't
include.*

*Honestly if she wasn't here she didn't know how this department would move along. She
practically ran the entire floor to begin with. With her help this department's productivity
increased a full twenty percent. That was a record for any Ministry Department that ever existed.
All she had to do was rise in the ranks in this department and then run for Minister in maybe eight
years or so. She wanted to be the youngest and only woman, muggle minister ever elected. Yes she
was a bit ambitious but she needed to be if she wanted to get anywhere in this field.*

*Some time passed by and she didn't notice the door slowly opening to allow someone in.
They stood there for a few minutes, staring at the girl with massive amounts of papers surrounding
her.*

*"Swamped with work again I see."*

*A slight chuckle could be heard and when Hermione noticed the voice it jumped her out of her
thoughts, practically falling off of her chair.*

*"Harry how many times have I told you not to scare me like that?!?"*

*"Ummm…a few?"*

*Hermione just shook her head at his boyish grin. No matter how much older he got he would
always be young at heart. That was one of the many things she loved and admired about him.*

*"So what has brought you here today in my neck of the woods?"*

*"Well it was getting late and I'm on my hour lunch break now so I was wondering if
you would like to join me. I needed a break from training."*

*"Well you could have skipped training all together but I can't go I'm swamped
with paper work."*

*"So I've noticed, but I didn't want special treatment besides I want you to come
with me."*

*"Harry I just can't…"*

*"Pretty, pretty please?"*

*"No Harry don't start pulling that face…that's cheating!"*

*"So you'll come with me?"*

*"Argg fine I'll go."*

*Harry practically jumped up for joy. Hermione couldn't believe he pulled a puppy face on
her. Why did that have to be her weakness? She couldn't say no to it…ever. She got her cloak on
and walked towards the door.*

*"Oh and by the way Harry if I don't finish my work by the end of the day you'll
be the one to face my wrath."*

*"Well then I'll make sure to sleep out tonight."*

*"Very funny."*

*She slapped him upside the head when he began to laugh.*

*"Oww!...now you've bruised my ego."*

*"Such a horror."*

*"Alright Mrs. Smarty-pants time to eat because I'm hungry."*

*"Yep I know…you and your stomach."*

*"That's right we have a date!"*

*"So is Ron coming along?"*

*"You mean Quidditch extraordinaire? No he isn't, he has a press conference so he
can't make it."*

*"Alright well I guess we should be off then."*

*"Where would you like to go?"*

*"I don't know somewhere close."*

*"Works for me."*

*Harry and Hermione left the Ministry building and began searching for a place to eat. They
found a small, secluded café down the street and took a seat at one of the tables. The weather was
cool with a light breeze, perfect for summer and sitting outside. Life after Hogwarts hadn't
changed much except that they all had jobs and they weren't going to school. A waitress came by
to drop off the menus for them. Harry and Hermione stared down and began to read the
selection.*

*"I have no idea what I want."*

*"Well you can have anything you like."*

*"Harry you aren't going to pay for my meal again."*

*"But Hermione I really don't mind."*

*"Well I do."*

*"Too late I already made up my mind nothing you say can make me change it."*

*"Pain."*

*"But you love me for it."*

*He gave her his classic smile and she just rolled her eyes in response. The waitress came
back to take their orders. After they finished placing them they handed back the menus.*

*"So what was all that work on your desk earlier?"*

*"Just another revision of the alliance agreement being sent to Egypt; nothing
major."*

*"I see your superiors had no problems giving you all that work."*

*"Trust me I know, I honestly don't know how they ever got along without me to being
with."*

*"So yes because you're so absolutely perfect."*

*Harry said mocking her and Hermione couldn't help but to laugh.*

*"Well it's true I am perfect."*

*She shot back a smile that could equal to his own. Harry loved when he could talk to her like
this. He couldn't help but think of old feeling either. No matter what girl he went out with no
one could take his mind off the brown haired beauty sitting in front of him this moment. He never
told her how he felt, he wasn't ready to.*

*"Now explain to me why you think you are?"*

*"I don't know I just am."*

*"And you expect me to believe that?"*

*"Well…yes I do."*

*"It's a good thing I like you."*

*"So how's your day going so far?"*

*"Same as always…work, work and even more work."*

*"I know the feeling well."*

*"That you do but I asked for this."*

*"It's be over eventually don't worry."*

*Her smile always got to him. The whole time they were talking he just watched her. She looked
so peaceful, so at ease he couldn't describe how she looked at that moment. She just radiated
positive energy. What he would give if he could just reach out and touch her. The food was brought
to the table with their drinks and all talk of work, friends and life ceased. They both dug into
their food sharing an occasional smile here and there. It was actually a funny sight to see. Harry
picked up some of Ron's habits when it came to eating. It's like they always say, growing
men need to eat. And that's exactly what Harry was doing. Hermione couldn't help but watch
and laughed inwardly. It still amazed her that he had that kind of appetite. She just went back to
eating her own food at a much slower pace than Harry. Eventually the food was gone and cleared from
the table.*

*"That was soooo good."*

*"I couldn't agree more with you Hermione."*

*"I don't think I'll be able to get up."*

*"Well then I guess you're stuck with me."*

*"No, I need to get back to work soon."*

*"But I don't want you to go! You aren't allowed to leave this
table."*

*"I just can't Harry, anyway we live together you'll see me after
work."*

*"Fine but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it."*

*"Well neither am I, I was having a lovely time but then reality hit."*

*"Well since you're working late I'll make dinner so you won't have
to."*

*"That's really sweet…I know there was a reason I liked you."*

*Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry and held him tightly as they began to get up. All
Harry could think about was having her close, just holding her there. It was the greatest feeling
in the world to him. Unfortunately he knew it had to end and they had to return back to work. For
now he just put a smile on to show he was alright. Hermione took his hand and they began their
journey to work.*

*"By the way Harry I think all that training was worth it. You're beginning to fill
out in all the right places. I'm sure girls will be all over you."*

*She gave him a wink and a smile. All Harry could do was blush at the comment and shake his
head.*

*"You are something else."*

*"Trust me I know, remember perfection."*

*"Yeah I remember."*

*"Good."*

*Finally arriving at the Ministry building they walked up to Hermione's office. They stood
in front of her door for a while, smiles evident on both their faces.*

*"Well I had a lovely time Harry."*

*"So did I."*

*"I'll see you back at the apartment."*

*"Alright, see you."*

*He placed a soft kiss on her cheek and for some reason it only made her smile grow. She
watched as he walked away from her and all she could think of was,*

*'The girl that lands that boy is going to be very lucky.'*

*She looked towards her secretary Janelle who was trying very hard not to look in their
direction. Without looking up at Hermione she said,*

*"While you were out one of your superiors left more work on your desk."*

*"You've got to be kidding me!"*

*"Nope, and by the way when are the two of you going to wake up?"*

*"What do you mean?"*

*"I think you know…"*

*"Well I'm going to lock myself in my office now since I'll be here most of the
night to finish all the work they've given me."*

*"Alright I'll be sure to scare anyone else away."*

*"You're a lifesaver Janelle…have I told you lately that I love you?"*

*"No you haven't but I know you do."*

*With that Hermione closed the door shut hoping Janelle could keep her superiors at bay long
enough for her to get something done. As she said before what ever would they do without
her?*

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*Hermione was always the work-alcoholic as we all know and love. Eventually she became the
department head. So she's getting closer to living her dream and I was and still am very happy
for her and proud. That day my feelings for her came alive. It was the simplest, sweetest moment we
shared. That kiss lingered on my lips all day, I still remember it perfectly. But the day got
progressively better as it went on. That is if you didn't count work or training. But we'll
leave that part of the story for another time. Life for us then was completely oblivious.*

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*A/N: So tell me honestly how terrible that was?..lol. The next chapter is already laid out so
I hope to get it out to you soon. I'll try not to make you wait too long for it I promise.
Special thanks to my boyfriend who once again put up with all my doubts and was so kind enough to
beta read for me. He's the greatest isn't he?..lol but that's what I think personally.
I got him hooked to Harry Potter and I benefit from it hehe. Just kidding lol but anyway thanks
again for all the reviews and the ones to come! When the story is finished I'd like to know if
I should write a sequel or just write a general epilogue but that's up to you and what the
readers want. It may be my story but I'm here to please…lol. Well I'm out hope you enjoyed
the story so far!*

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*Created on ... November 11, 2004*



3. Chapter Two: Awakening
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters; they all belong to J.K Rowlings and
Warner Brothers. Although I wish I did lol.

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A/N: Hey again! Didn't make you guys wait long this time. This chapter was so far my
favorite one to write in fact. I finished it at 3 o'clock in the morning lol. But enough about
that. Thank you so much for all the great reviews; you don't know how much it means to me to
hear all the great response. Once again this is a Harry/Hermione pairing so if you don't like
it don't read it. Reminder anything in **bold** text is the characters in the future
speaking directly to the readers, they're the narrators. Anything is normal text is the present
so that includes most of the story. There aren't anymore *italics* but that is past tense.
So basically this is only in bold and normal text. Again thank you for the reviews and I hope you
enjoy! Please review at the end.

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Eternal Rhapsody

Chapter Two: Awakening

Chapter 3/5

By: Sapphire Rose (aka Lily Flower)

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"Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a
bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life
implies."

Erich Fromm

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**Sometimes you can spend your whole life asleep. And I don't mean the kind of sleep you
get at night. What I mean by sleep is completely oblivious to everything around you and everything
that goes on. And there are those moments when you finally wake up and everything becomes clear.
Those moments are the kind that can change the course of your life. I know that's how I felt
that night with Hermione. Everything seemed to fit perfectly and it all made sense somehow.**

**I still get chills when I think about her. For some reason I've fallen so hard for her I
can't get back up… and I wouldn't want to. But now I'm straying from the actual story.
My mind tends to run away with me when I think of her. After having lunch with Hermione I went back
to training. Of course it didn't help that my mind was other places during the whole session.
This was really smart of me, because while my mind was elsewhere, my classmates were continually
throwing hexes at me. Let's just say one was a little too close for comfort. As you can guess I
couldn't wait till training ended for the day.**

**Everything I had tried to keep in I couldn't. Instead of my feelings growing weaker they
only became stronger so it was time to do something about it. That was going to be the night my
life would change forever. I don't think either of us expected where that night would
lead.**

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'Finally home…'

Harry walked in the door after a long day of training. The lights were off so he figured no one
else was there. This was a relief because it would give him time to get everything set up. But for
now all he wanted to do was plop down on the couch and relax for a few minutes. The living room was
just to his left so he sat down on the nearest couch.

Once he started to relax his mind traveled back to the afternoon he spent with Hermione. For
some reason he couldn't get her off his mind. Normally the thoughts would go away but tonight
they didn't. She had looked so beautiful in her office. Hermione had a way of making any outfit
look magnificence on her. How could a mere smile capture his heart and take his breath away?

It seemed like only yesterday when they both attended Hogwarts. It had only been three years
since they graduated. It was amazing how time had flown by. Hermione had always been on his mind
and he could never shake her. If his mind was already captivated by her what would happen to him if
he started dating Hermione? He knew someday he would like to start a family and get married. But he
wasn't going to rush things. First he had to get the girl, so to speak. He saw Hermione in
every aspect of his life - past, present, and future. The last thing he needed was to scare her
off.

Somewhere within the house a clock chimed the hour. This caused Harry to stare down at his watch
and notice it was only six o'clock; looks like it was another long day at the office for
Hermione. A loud yawn escaped his lips as he realized how tired he was. Harry figured he would be
able to take a quick nap before he went to work on his surprise. He wouldn't be asleep long; he
just needed a quick nap. And so he closed his eyes and fell fast asleep.

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**Who would ever have expected me to fall for the Harry Potter. I always thought I was just
some bookworm, a muggle born witch that didn't belong in the wizarding world. I remember
everything about that afternoon so vividly, part of me just wanted to forget about work and spend
the day with Harry. But that wasn't possible so I had to settle for just an evening.**

**I remember being so confused and conflicted in that moment. There I was having lunch with
Harry and it seemed as though there were constant butterflies in my stomach. Why would I feel
butterflies when I was around my best friend? No logical reason made any sense to me then. For the
first time I was at a loss of knowledge. I had never felt this way towards anyone, not even to Ron.
Harry was very special to me and I didn't want to lose him. He saved my life and yet I owe him
everything and nothing all at once. I'm not sure if that makes sense but that's the way it
feels.**

**Harry had a way to make the smallest gesture into something special. Everything he did and
everything about him was always done out of kindness. There wasn't one selfish bone in his
body. He gave everything of himself and expected nothing; that was just the kind of person he was.
This was just one of the many reasons he meant so much to me and no one could ever replace him. The
only problem was figuring out what to tell Harry and how to tell him.**

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The lights on level five in the Ministry building were all out except for one office. Hard at
work Hermione read through stacks of papers. Her superiors thought it would be funny to pile as
much work as they could on her desk while she was out. So she locked herself in her office refusing
to let anyone else see her for the rest of the day. She probably shouldn't have gone out to
lunch with Harry but it was well worth it. She couldn't wait to get home and see what Harry was
making for dinner. He could be so sweet at times when he wanted to be.

She stared at the clock sitting on her desk, it was almost seven. Sometimes she didn't mind
working overtime. No one was around to pile paperwork on her desk, there was peace and quiet. She
was able to get a lot done when everyone was out of her hair. Today was the exceptional; all she
wanted to do was go home to unwind. There was no point in staying if she couldn't concentrate
on her work. She just had to get out of this office as soon as possible.

Quickly she organized the papers on her desk so she could leave. She turned off the light in her
office and checked the rest of the floor to make sure no one else was there. She didn't want to
accidentally lock someone in over night. Hermione walked up to the elevator and stepped in as it
reached her floor. She waited patiently as the elevator stopped at the lobby, then got off. There
was a lone security guard at the door and she gave him a polite smile.

"Goodnight Ian."

"Have a pleasant evening Ms. Granger."

She left the Ministry building and was hit with a chilling wind. Even though spring was almost
upon them it was still too cold for a lighter cloak. She thought of apparating home but stopped
herself. Her mind was far too distracted at the moment and she didn't want to chance splinching
herself. So instead she took to walking, her apartment wasn't that far away anyway.

So many thoughts clouded her mind at the moment she didn't know where to begin. And quite
honestly she wasn't up to deciphering them either. While her mind was distracted she arrived
home from a days work. She dropped all her things at the front of the door. The first thing to hit
her was the wonderful smell of someone cooking.

Harry heard the door open and close from the kitchen. Hermione must be home so he began to place
the food on the dinning room table; perfect timing in his mind. All that was left was to light the
candles which he had easily done with his wand. He went back in the kitchen to retrieve the last
two plates.

Hermione walked down the hallway and made the second left into the dinning room. The sight that
had fallen upon he eyes was breath-taking. No words could escape her lips. Harry had set the table,
laid out the food and for decoration added a vase with red roses and candles. When she was coming
home she didn't expect all this. She expected him to cook yes, but to go out of his way to make
it special? At that moment Harry walked in from the kitchen and placed the last two dished of food
on the table. She noticed his trademark smile on his and couldn't help smiling back.

"Your dinner is served madam."

Harry said impersonating a waiter, adding a deep graceful bow. She couldn't help the tiny
laugh that escaped her lips. Harry pulled out her chair and she sat down. Out nowhere he pulled a
single, beautiful red rose from his back.

"A lovely rose for a beautiful woman."

She took the rose shyly and tried to hide the blush that formed on her cheeks.

"Harry you didn't have to do all this for just me."

"Yes I did, you deserve something special so I decided to take matters into my own hands
this time."

"Well I must say you're doing a splendid job at it, the food smells
wonderful."

"Why thank you. Care for some red wine?"

"Of course…"

She held up her glass as he began to pour the wine in her glass then his own. He took a seat
beside her.

"Well we're not going to stare at the food all night so let's eat."

"You would think it's my birthday they way you're carrying on."

"Well I don't always need a reason to spoil you."

"You most certainly don't. I love everything you've done and I couldn't ask for
more."

"Well we'll just have to see about that later. Now eat it before it gets
cold."

"Alright…"

The dinner was absolutely perfect, nothing could sour Hermione's mood. Not even the amount
of work that would be waiting for her tomorrow. Her eyes fell on Harry and she couldn't help
the smile on her lips. They were half way through dinner when they heard the front door open and
close hastily. Catching their curiosity their gazes turned towards the hallway. Ron walked passed
them not even noticing their presence. Most likely because his lips were busy at the moment with
some girl. They watched as Ron fumbled with his doorknob and finally locked himself in his room
with the mysterious girl.

"That has to be the third girl this month alone."

Hermione said shaking her head at the mere thought.

"I believe your right, the least he could do was to be somewhat decent until he got to his
room."

"Having a girl all over him like that is decent in his vocabulary."

"Too right you are Ms. Granger."

"Well I'm always right; you should know this by now Mr. Potter."

Harry looked in her eyes searching for something. He knew Hermione and Ron used to be very
close. But he wasn't sure exactly what their relationship consisted of. He just wanted to make
sure she was alright.

"Did that scene bother you? Because I know you used to date Ron."

"Honestly no, I used to think it would but it doesn't. I'm perfectly fine with it.
But thanks for the concern."

Harry just nodded and went back to eating his food.

"So Harry what about you, how's your relationship life going?"

"Alright guess nothing much too really talk about."

"Well have you been dating anyone lately?"

"I've dated a few different girls here and there, but nothing too serious to be honest.
But they aren't what I'm really looking for or want."

"Well what are you looking for?"

"Well…I,"

In the distance there were loud moans followed by groans coming from the hall. Which Harry and
Hermione assumed came from Ron's room.

"After seven years at Hogwarts you think he would ever remember to cast a silencing charm
by now."

"Well you know as well as I do he doesn't think that far ahead."

"I think I'm going to put a permanent one on myself."

"I'm just about done eating want to help me clear the table and do the
dishes?"

"Of course I don't mind just leave the wine on the table."

Harry and Hermione collected the dishes on the table and placed them on the counter. True it
would have been easier to clean it up by magic but both of them were brought up my muggle families
so they did it by hand. Hermione washed and Harry took to drying. When they were finished they put
the dishes away and blew out the candles in the dinning room. Harry grabbed the wine and glasses
and led them into the living room. The fireplace was burning bright and the room was warm.

Hermione took a seat in front of the fireplace and Harry followed her. He handed her a full
glass of wine and took a sip of his own. He wasn't sure if it was the wine but at that instant
Harry thought Hermione never looked more exquisite. The firelight played against her golden brown
locks making it look like it was glowing. At that moment there wasn't anything he could say to
explain how he felt. Part of him felt as though he couldn't breathe for fear he'd lose it
all. He wasn't going to make a move until Hermione realized that they belonged together,
tonight proved that. All these years Hermione never caught on to how he really felt about her. But
deep down he was always connected to her in some way that was for certain. That may be considered
weakness but he didn't care.

It felt as if he was waiting on the edge of his chair for her move but at the same time he
dreaded her answer. Every moment that passed his heart fell deeper in love with Hermione. She never
realized the effect she had on over him. She had the power to control everything about him. He
remembered the countless amounts of times he watched her walk into a room. He would freeze in place
and all he could do was watch her every move. All he knew was that his heart lied with her and no
one else.

It seemed as if he waited all his life to reach this point. Where the only thing left to do was
to finally tell Hermione his feelings. He would no longer hide them. It was time to do something
about it. He wanted nothing more than to be with her. He waited a lifetime so far and that was the
truth. Harry didn't realize his thoughts had drifted so far from the present moment so he
finally looked back up at Hermione after taking another sip from his glass.

"I'm so glad tomorrow is Friday I don't think I can stand another day of
training."

"Tell me about it, I'm about to strangle my superiors."

"Well we wouldn't want our Mistress of Magic getting her hands dirty now would
we?"

"I'm not even close to that yet, I still have to put a few more years into the
Ministry.""Well I'm sure you'll have no trouble getting in office with the great
Harry Potter by your side."

"And what makes you so great?"

"My undeniable charm and my way with the lady's, that's what."

"Yeah right, in your dreams."

Hermione couldn't help but laugh, Harry just had a boyish appeal that couldn't be
ignored. He would never change and quite frankly she didn't want him to.

"And what's so funny about that?"

"Oh nothing…"

"Really now, then I'd have to say you've had too much to drink."

But that didn't stop him from pouring each of them another glass of wine.

"Unlike you or Ron I don't get drunk."

"Right Hermione…"

Harry and Hermione spoke late into the night and it was almost midnight when Harry looked at his
watch. He couldn't believe how many topics they discussed - everything from school days to
work. It was moments like this Harry would treasure for the rest of his days and he never wanted
this night to end. No matter what happened between them this moment, this night would remain
perfect for all eternity. By now the bottle was empty and the glasses were put aside.

"So Harry earlier at dinner you mentioned something about not finding the right girl? I
would think any girl would want to date you."

"Well yes they do but I'm picky. I just haven't been able to find that right one
you know, the kind that stands out from all others."

"Then what are you looking for?"

"Someone that's kind, someone that's compassionate to all things, someone that will
love me for who I am and not my name."

"Does this girl even exist?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

Who knows what made him say the next thing that escaped his lips. He could later blame it on the
wine, or the different emotions hitting him all at once, or how perfect she looked right there but
never the less the answer came.

"You…"

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**That's how it happened; I couldn't believe my ears at that moment. Here was Harry
professing his feeling for me. I couldn't have been more shocked. Once the shock passed the
excitement hit. All I wanted to do was pounce on him right then and there. It was so hard to stay
seated but I had to hear him out. One thing was for certain Harry and I finally found our way to
each other. We were finally awake.**

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A/N: Well there it is, hoped you liked it! I'm planning the rest of the next chapter so
I'll get it out soon. Now the story will get interesting and all will unfold. There are only
two more chapters to write and I'm going to miss this story when it's finished. I may write
a sequel, I may not. It depends really but we'll see when I'm finished. Anyway now that
you've finished reading please take the time to review. Special thanks once again go to my
boyfriend, my friends and of course the readers for without you I wouldn't continue to write.
Thanks again for reading!

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4. Chapter Three: Liquid Pleasure
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters; they all belong to J.K Rowlings and
Warner Brothers. Although I wish I did lol.

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A/N: Hey again! Well it seems like there's only one more chapter to go after this
::sniffles:: I'm really going to miss writing this story because it is absolutely my most
favorite. Here's the chapter you've all been waiting for and the chapter where the NC-17
rating comes into play. Recently the sixth Harry Potter book has come out - seeing as though my
story is officially AU and only follows books one through five so don't worry the new book will
not have any baring on this story what so ever. I'm keeping it the way it is. Once again this
is a Harry/Hermione pairing so if you don't like it don't read it. Reminder anything in
bold text is the characters in the future speaking directly to the readers, they're the
narrators. Anything is normal text is the present so that includes most of the story. There
aren't anymore italics but that is past tense. So basically this is only in bold and normal
text. Again thank you for the reviews and I hope you enjoy! Please review at the end.

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Eternal Rhapsody

Chapter Three: Liquid Pleasure

Chapter 4/5

By: Sapphire Rose (aka Lily Flower)

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"The snow, so peaceful and serene, caressed by the soft moonlight, gave magical feelings to
the night. The soft blue glow, the lovers' words that then did flow, their lips closer and
closer until, locked in the throes of a passionate embrace; he decided to express his feelings, to
keep her safe. He whispered softly, his words like music to her ears, "I Love You," and
her response the same, heard like the gentle breeze, "And I, love you, forever." That was
the night they promised to be together through everything, each to care for the other when old and
gray. A lovers' pact the most likely to last."

Krista J. Mikula

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**Every have that feeling where you feel enclosed in a small room and you can't get out?
Your heart's racing and you didn't even notice you were holding your breath. It's the
feeling that every eye is on you and no one else. Well that's exactly the way I felt the moment
I told Hermione how I felt about her. Every nerve in my body was on edge… the wine wasn't even
able to dull my nerves. I was so nervous I didn't know what else to do at the time.**

**What could she be thinking? Did I scare her off? Was she ever going to speak to me again? I
remember looking into her eyes, they were unreadable. Part of me just wanted to go to the nearest
wall and bang my head on it a few times. I could never take back what I had said. In a flash before
my eyes I thought I had lost her for good, my very best friend when that thought occurred to me, I
was scared beyond belief. I couldn't love Hermione. Why did I have to be so stupid? What was I
supposed to do?**

**The moments passed by so slowly, I didn't know if I should say anything to her. All I
knew then was I had to do something or I would lose her. I had faced Voldemort, the most feared
dark wizard in the wizarding world. I faced him and defeated him for good. I looked evil in the
face and triumphed but I couldn't string a few words together when I looked in her eyes. I
really was pathetic then and I thought the world was coming to an end. I had told Hermione of my
feelings and I had absolutely no idea what she was thinking. If I ever lost her I don't know
what I would do with myself. I needed her smile and her infectious laugh. Well since I already told
her how I felt the only thing left was to tell her everything else. During that time all I had was
hope and that was it.**

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A definite silence entered the room after Harry spoke. It took a while before Hermione began to
digest his words. Did he really mean what he was implying or was she jumping to conclusions? Only
in her dreams could she ever hear him say those words. Now what though? Should she just sit there
and wait until he said something or should she try and say something herself. She looked up into
Harry's eyes and she could just tell he was thinking the same thoughts she was.

"Me? How could I be?"

Here he was looking back at the woman that filled his heart with joy, the woman that he would go
to hell and back. There was no turning back now but for some reason he didn't feel scared
anymore. He was nervous but he wasn't scared. He was going to tell Hermione everything and no
matter what happened he knew they could always be together. He knew this just by looking in her
eyes.

"There's really no easy way to say this…"

"Then start at the beginning… that's always the best place to start."

"Well then I'll have to start during our sixth year at Hogwarts."

"You've felt this way a bout me for that long?"

Hermione said almost shocked staring over in Harry's direction. How was this possible that
she never picked up on it before?

"Yes and no."

"Explain then, I'm listening."

"I realized then that I liked you more than a friend. I was confused about my feelings and
I didn't know what to do. You were and obviously still are one of my very best friends and I
didn't want to lose that. You and Ron were the first people ever to try and befriend me. I
wasn't going to jeopardize that."

"Harry, I…"

Harry placed a finger to her lips to silence her as his head slightly shook side to side. He was
on a roll and he didn't want to lose his momentum or his nerve.

"Let me get this out first."

Hermione nodded in compliance and let Harry continue with his train of thought. She would just
be patient until he finished.

"No matter how much I tried to move on and forget my feelings they only grew. Before my
eyes a year and a half passed and it was the middle of our seventh year. I was happy for you and
Ron but I just couldn't be around either of you that much knowing how I felt about
you."

"But you said that was so you could prepare for the final battle with Voldemort."

"That was an excuse but I was preparing myself. I knew the final battle was fast
approaching so I pushed myself harder. Voldemort was another reason I didn't want to tell you
my feelings for you. He would have used you against me and I wouldn't be able to do a single
thing to stop him because my feelings were to strong and I couldn't let anything happen to
you."

"But I was already a target for Voldemort just being your friend and I didn't care. I
would never leave your side no matter what."

A small smile played at Harry's lips as he looked at the petite woman sitting in front of
him.

"I know that but I couldn't bring myself to tell you how I felt. I even tried dating
other girls but that never worked. Every one of them noticed my heart wasn't in it and they
understood. They were all right too. No matter who I was with a picture of you would always be in
the back of my mind. The time where my feelings became most apparent was during the final battle
with Voldemort. I saw his wand pointed at you and my heart just stopped. I wasn't going to lose
another person I loved to Voldemort so I jumped in front of that blast and with all the love I had
formed a shield around me and the spell bounced off and went straight to Voldemort. I know you
broke up with Ron shortly after but I still couldn't bring myself to tell you how I felt, how I
feel. I let four years pass by without telling you."

His eyes looked down at his hands, no longer able to look in her eyes. He finally let the words
escape his lips and it all came tumbling out and he had absolutely no control.

"Harry…"

Harry let his eyes slowly trail up and bore into hers. He had known Hermione since he was eleven
and for the first time he couldn't read her expression so he had no choice but to wait to hear
what she had to say with no warning or hint.

"How do you feel? Exactly."

A deep breath was inhaled and slowly exhaled as he gathered all the Gryffindor courage he had to
tell her his answer.

"Hermione I've loved you for the longest time. You were the one who always stood by me;
you were the one to hold me when I was down. Hermione it's always been you and no one else in
my life."

Now it was Hermione's turn to look down as tears of happiness started welling up in her
eyes. Harry could hear a slight sniffling of her nose as she quickly wiped away her tears. Harry
assumed she was upset; with his index finger he raised her chin to his eye level and saw the traces
of tears on her face. He immediately became worried.

"Hermione, why are you crying?"

Before Harry could get in another word a smile spread across her features as she leaned forward
throwing her arms around Harry's neck. It took Harry a while to get over the sudden shock, but
then he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close.

"I'm not crying because I'm upset, I'm crying because I'm happy."

"But I didn't think you'd feel anything more for me than friendship?"

Hermione slightly pulled away, removing her head from h is shoulder to look in his eyes once
more. It was now her turn to reveal her secret, something she had been holding in since her seventh
year of school at Hogwarts.

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**I was shocked that's all there really is to it. I never expected Harry to feel that way
about me. I sat there and listened to him explain all the reasons why he didn't tell me about
his feelings. Who would have guessed he had bottled those feelings in since our sixth year of
school? All that time I was with Ron Harry developed feelings for me. Of course those were
different times and that was the past. Nothing I could do to change that but I could affect the
future.**

**As I listened to Harry a million thoughts and possibilities hit me. I could finally express
my feelings for Harry, we could finally be together. I had to slow down my mind and compose my
thoughts. First thing first I had to tell Harry how I felt. He needed to know how I felt and that
was exactly what I was going to do. It's what I did do and what happened after. Well there
really are no words to describe it. I'll let you come to you own conclusions.**

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Hermione took in a deep breath trying to calm her nerves. She realized she hadn't spoken and
noticed Harry was waiting for an answer to his question. Looking in his eyes didn't help her in
the least. She was drowning in his emerald green gaze so she turned her eyes from his so she could
say what she need to say. She finished wiping any trace of tears, taking in one last breath she let
everything spill out without ever giving second thoughts.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to hear that. I know it may have seemed like I
didn't care but the thing was I did. I thought I loved Ron but I realize now I never did. No
matter what you were always in the back of my mind and I didn't know why. I thought you were
happy but I guess I was wrong. The first time I realized that I felt something for you was when you
jumped right in front of that deadliest curse to save me. I didn't know why you did it but I
was scared I was going to lose you. The only reason I told Ron how I felt was because I found a
letter in one of his books expressing how he felt about me. I guess throughout our relationship
that letter was in the back of my mind. How could I leave Ron if he felt that strongly for me? I
really thought I loved him but I didn't."

Harry sat there stunned, was he hearing correctly? That was HIS letter he wrote about HIS
feelings for Hermione. All this time she thought Ron wrote it. Things would have turned out much
differently if she knew that's how he felt.

'Accio Journal'

Hermione watched as a leather-bound book came soaring through the air and into Harry's
hands. She watched as he shifted through the pages until he stopped at one page, pulling out a
sheet of parchment. She saw him scan the parchment in his hand and finally looked up as he handed
it to her.

"Was this the letter you were referring to?"

She took the parchment in her hand, now looking it over for herself. A confused expression
crossed her featured as the familiar words jumped out at her. Her eyes bored into Harry's
uncertain.

"How come you have this?"

"Hermione, I wrote that letter back in our sixth year."

That was it, everything hit her again. Harry wrote that letter? Those were HIS feelings on that
paper? Harry was the one who was confused? This evening was full of surprises and once again she
had to compose herself. This whole time it had been him. There was no way to make up for lost time
but she didn't care. The look of confusion was replaced by a sweet smile as she gazed in
Harry's direction.

"All this time I thought it was Ron but now I know it was you, it had always been you.
Harry I've loved you all this time and no one else."

Nothing could describe the emotions that over took Harry's being. He was ecstatic, thrilled,
and happy beyond all belief. Hermione actually loved HIM. She was IN love with him. At that moment
he was the happiest person in the world and he would gladly face a hundred Voldemort's at that
moment as long as he had her. Harry just continued holding Hermione in his arms. He gazed in her
direction glancing at all her features. She was just as beautiful if no more so then when he first
realized he felt something more than friendship. She had blossomed into this wonderful woman; this
woman that filled his heart and consumed his mind.

All of a sudden he had this uncontrollable urge to press his lips to her. He just stared down at
her lips - they were beckoning to him. The control over his thoughts was dulled but that could just
be because he drank half the bottle of wine. Their gazes locked, holding for what seemed like an
eternity. Harry didn't know what made him do it; maybe it was something in her eyes that was
commanding him. But he felt himself leaning closer to her; he couldn't stop himself even if he
tried and he didn't. Without hesitating another moment he moved his lips closer to hers. His
lips descended on hers in a soft, sweet kiss, just holding them to his for a moment. The feel of
her lips were so soft almost like the petals of a rose; he wanted more but decided to take a slow
pace, not wanting to rush the moment. He wasn't going to act like a silly teenager with
irregular hormone levels. Hermione was special to him and he wanted everything to be… perfect.

He searched her eyes trying to decipher the emotions displayed through them. And what he saw
almost shocked him but at the same time it didn't. The emotions he saw were very much like his
own. There was a need, a want that needed to be fulfilled and could only be accomplished by one
person. Harry's kiss was a bit harder and a little more confident, they fell back against the
side of the couch and Hermione opened her mouth on a gasp as she was pressed up against the
couch.

She felt his tongue enter her mouth and touch hers, sending a pleasant tingly feeling throughout
her entire body. Hermione felt herself responding and returning his kiss, her heart was racing, and
her head was spinning. She loved this feeling and wanted so much more. Hermione felt his tongue
rake hers in his urgency.

He knew something had changed, he didn't know exactly when this change occurred to him; he
just knew that he didn't want to be with anyone but her. Harry teased her lips with the tip of
his tongue. His mouth hardened against hers, and they were kissing full and hard, leaving no more
room to think. Harry's fingers went to the zipper of her dress and he started fumbling with the
zipper.

He lifted his left hand and lightly cupped her cheek, and made small circles with his thumb.
Harry's lips softly touched hers, guiding her movements. He was worried that eventually her
mind would kick into gear and she would try to rationalize it all so to distract her he lips
pressed firmly against hers, and at the same time he brought her hand down against his dress
pants.

Hermione gave a soft gasp feeling him, for some reason she couldn't bring herself to move it
just yet. Harry shifted a bit and now he was hovering over her on his hands and knees while her
back was still pressed up against the side of the couch. Hermione's heart was speeding up;
Harry's mouth left her to travel down her chin, to her neck. He heard her gasp and he smiled
against the soft flesh in between her neck and shoulder. He ran his tongue up the side of her neck
he felt her shiver slightly with delight. He lifted his head so he could look at her, he bent
slightly and traced her lips with the tip of his tongue; she opened her mouth to him so he could
kiss her properly. His tongue dipped into her mouth coming in contact with hers, flicking and
commanding her to respond to his touch.

Harry felt Hermione's mouth open under his, their tongues, met and tasted each other's,
forming around every curve, heightening every sense. While he was kissing her, Harry let his
fingers travel down her neck coming into contact with one of the straps of her dress and he gently
brushed it off her shoulder. His arms wrapped around her waist crushing her against him. His mouth
claimed hers and he felt her arms wrap around him.

Hermione felt the wonderful sensations travel through her as she sat there in front of him.
Harry held on to her tighter, which caused her to press lower body and move up against his; he let
out a soft groan. Harry gently pushed her from him trying to catch his breath. Hermione's eyes
rested upon Harry as she was hoping to will her heart from beating so fast. Harry couldn't
believe the feelings Hermione could bring out in him - these feelings were driving him insane. They
were overpowering him. He could already feel his pants becoming too tight as his erection grew, but
Hermione took no noticed of his discomfort as she boldly pressed her lips to his once more and
became a little bit more daring. She gently pushed him back against the floor on there
"makeshift" bed of blankets and pillows.

Taking a leaf out of Harry's book she teased his lips with her tongue and playfully grinded
her hips against him. Harry groaned into Hermione's mouth as he felt her hips grinding into him
in pure torture. Finally ending her torture she sat up on his waist and reached for the hem of his
shirt. Not even bothering to unbutton it she pulled the shirt up and over his head as she tossed it
to the side of the room. Harry looked at Hermione as he let her do whatever she wanted; he sat up
pulling her with him.

Harry felt her hand come to rest on his shoulder and travel across his shoulder and down his arm
- very slowly, taking her time to explore him. Hermione moved her hand back up his arm and to his
shoulder and both her hands wandered down over his chest, she was so amazed at the smoothness and
silky like feel of his skin that she gasped softly. She leaned in and pressed her lips to the
column of his throat. Her right hand then traveled lower over his stomach, she was still a bit
hesitant to venture lower. Without realizing it her hand accidentally brushed up against the front
of Harry's pants and she let out a slight intake of breath in surprise. Harry watched Hermione
in amusement and decided to take the lead.

Slowly, Harry reached to her waist and pulled both straps completely off her sides so that the
top half of her dress was bunch up around her waist. Hermione's hair was draped across her
shoulders covering what little it could from his sight. But from what he could see he was amazed at
her beauty. Hermione didn't need to wear a lot of makeup to make herself look beautiful. In his
opinion she looked best the way she did at that very moment. Harry bent down for another kiss
leaving each of them breathless. Harry was becoming more familiar with her lips; he didn't know
how to describe them. At first they seemed soft and silky but on the other hand they could also
seem firm and demanding. Whatever combination they were they were doing wonders to his senses. Now
without the constraint of their tops they could feel their bodies pressed against each other - skin
on skin.

Harry ran a finger over her soft stomach, letting it trail up between her breasts to her mouth.
He ran his hand across her back, and unhooked her bra, leaving the soft mounds exposed to the night
air. She moaned as he ran his hands over her bare skin and breast. He lifted his mouth from hers;
his lips touched her neck, traveling lower over her throat. He stopped inches above her breast and
his eyes caught the glorious sight of her curved and full breast once again. His hand covered her
right breast and she gasped out loud. He looked at her searching for her reaction; her eyes were
blissfully closed. Harry watched her closely; she was so responsive to his touch. He teased the tip
of her breast slightly watching her squirm around with delight, a small curved smile formed at the
corners of her mouth.

Harry ridded Hermione of her dress and threw it across the room somewhere; he flipped her over
onto her back and just looked at her. The paleness of her skin was accentuated by the dim firelight
- the reflection of the light danced on her skin; teasing the senses.

"You're beautiful. Have I told you that recently?"

Harry whispered softly in her ear so that she was the only one that could hear him; even though
they were in the living room all by themselves.

"Yes you have."

She cut off any further words with a deep, bruising kiss.

She watched as he sat up and his tongue ran down the length of her neck and throat; down the
valley of her breasts. Every touch he made set off a fire within her that she couldn't really
explain. Harry lifted his head slightly and lightly circled her nipple with the tip of his tongue.
She gave a seep throaty moan, and it made him want to please her even more. He lifted his other
hand and covered her other exposed breast teasing and causing her nipple to become erect, he moved
his mouth over to the other and gave her a thorough worshipping. This caused Hermione to arch her
back and moan in pleasure.

"Harry!"

Hermione gasped. She was breathing hard and her nerves were all a flutter. She had never felt
anything equal to this. Her mind was shut was off and she was responding to everything Harry was
doing, she had never felt anything remotely like this and hoping it would never end. His only
response was made with his hands. He let his finger trail down between her breasts, over her
stomach and between her legs, where he found his final resting place. She opened her legs to
accommodate his fingers, and rocked her hips to feel more of his light touch.

However, she found that she was unable to move and there was one more piece of clothing in the
way. His weight was holding her down and preventing her from making the satisfying movement. It was
torture, and she growled in frustration. Finally she wrenched herself free of his grasp and
wrestled him to the ground, straddling his hips. She pinned down his arms and proceeded to give him
the same treatment he had given her. Feeling braver then before, she lightly kissed her way down to
his shoulder, sucking slightly at his collarbone, and leaving a mark on the side of his neck. She
let her tongue trail down to his chest, and playfully squeezed the small buds before continuing her
way down. She had to release his arms before she could continue further exploration. He only wiped
his hair out of his eyes and left his hands at his sides.

Hermione finally reached her target, and she began to rid him of the last few articles of
clothing remaining on his person. When she was finished with her task she smiled wickedly back up
at him. She may have been a virgin but that didn't mean she didn't know what she was when
it came to foreplay. Instead of taking his arousal into her mouth Hermione leaned in and pressed
her lips against his, and she let her hand cover over him again. But this time she let her fingers
close around him. Harry's arms went around her and he pulled her against his chest as she
handled him. It was his turn to moan and arch his back, which he did followed by a growl - he tried
to suppress it by kissing her.

Eventually, Hermione took pity on him and pulled her lips away from his and playfully licked the
head of his erection, tasting the salty liquid that had begun to pool at the top. He growled again
and tangled his fingers in her disheveled, wavy hair, forcing her head down, she didn't try to
resist. But before he could reach a climax she lifted her mouth off of him - leaving his erection
stiff and quivering, silhouetted in the dim firelight. She let her hand impishly reach down and
gently grab the two balls resting beneath his erection - molding them into the palm of her hand.
She could see his expression clearly on his face - it was a look of pure pleasure. Hermione loved
that she had this effect on Harry and hoped that she would be the only one who could make him feel
this way. She became lost in her thoughts until Harry breathlessly spoke out to her which snapped
her back to reality.

"Hermione, you have to stop that now."

"Why? I like this."

She smiled wickedly. Harry was over come with his emotions and desire that it was almost
impossible to speak out at all.

"I'm glad you like doing this, but if you don't stop it will be over before it has
even begun."

Hermione finally relinquished her control and let Harry take over from her. Harry's hand
then drifted lower over her tight belly, he lifted his head watching her again in case she
wasn't too keen on the idea of him touching her so delicately and intimately. If she wanted him
to stop she would tell him. His hand continued on down towards its destination.

He lightly traced his fingers along the opening of her sex, pressing her panties so intimately
against her, she gasped into his mouth. She felt his fingers now inside her panties caressing each
fold of her silky softness. He inserted his finger into the hot crevice of her body, then out again
brushing against the little button of her desire. He was bringing her higher and higher away from
reality, in and out of her his fingers moved, faster and faster. She almost couldn't keep it
in. Harry stopped immediately and lifted himself above her a bit. So he could look at her and talk
to her.

"Hermione, if you want me to stop now would be the time to say it because in a few moments
I won't be able to."

Hermione met his gaze and looked deeply into his eyes. She saw all the love he felt for her
deeply embedded there. This was what she wanted - she wanted to be with him and only him forever.
In reply she confidently nodded her head to continue. Harry made her feel safe and she knew she was
in good hands when it came to him.

Harry quickly pressed his mouth against hers, and they fell back down against the
"makeshift" bed, he was completely on top of her. He kissed her leisurely, as his hand
again journeyed down between her thighs. Harry massaged her sensitive button with his fingers and
she cried out into his mouth, the warmth was spreading over his fingers. Harry shifted again so
that her thighs opened up more; he moved his hand away and situated himself at her entrance.

He lifted himself off of her a bit and put one hand on each side of her, holding himself up on
unsteady arms. His senses were heightened and all his nerves were raw, he so wanted to take her,
but he had to show just a little restraint. He knew that a first time for any woman would feel
pain. He wanted to make absolutely sure this was what she wanted because once he continued she
would no longer have this innocence.

"Hermione, if you want to -"

He was cut off when she hooked her arm around his neck and pulled herself up kissing him hard on
the mouth. She then pulled back from her kiss and looked him in the eyes.

"Make me yours Harry please."

Harry didn't have to be asked twice. He kissed her, his mouth nudging hers open to him as he
pressed her back down onto the "makeshift" bed again. While kissing her, he slowly eased
a path inside of her. Hermione gasped at this new feeling more out of surprise than shock. Harry
felt the barrier to her inner sanctuary and stopped, allowing her get used to the feel of him there
for the first time. She was so tight and warm, the satiny walls of her body closed around him
completely. He had to fight every ounce of his instinct not to go any further until she was at
ease.

"This is going to hurt a bit."

Hermione nodded her head, and she felt him push through. She cried out as her eyes closed shut;
tears were forming at the corners of her eyes. He waited again and gazed down at Hermione who
opened her eyes - they were filled with tears. He leaned down and kissed her softly then pulled
back again.

"I'm so sorry Hermione."

"I-It's alright."

She said with a small smile upon her lips. Hermione traced his cheek with two fingers, she saw
him give her a sympathetic smile and then he leaned down to seize her mouth with his once again. He
began little by little to push himself inside her until he was fully inside of her and then pulling
out of her slowly. And the pain that was once there faded more and more until all that was left was
the feeling of completeness; she purred in pleasure. It was the most wonderful sense of wholeness;
she had never felt anything like it before. Gently, she kissed his swollen lips.

"Harry - move I want to feel more of you."

In response, he said nothing, just obeyed with her wish. It was the most unique sensation he had
ever felt, and his lips settled on her lips in a bruising kiss. Gradually, as they both got used to
the sensation, the rhythm picked up. Hermione found herself kissing Harry harder as she grasped him
tighter with her thighs; moving herself along with him on pure impulse. She felt him speed up his
pace and welcomed it. Harry's hands were on her legs and he wrapped them around Hermione's
waist, and moved in deeper. They both let out gasps of approval as he sunk further into her body.
Their lips never left each other, determined to fuse their two bodies and souls into one.

He thrust faster and harder into her softness, as it formed around him. This was the most
delicious feeling he had ever felt, much more then with anyone else. Hermione rotated her hips,
meeting his powerful thrusts as he pushed her senses higher away; up into the clouds. Her limbs
clung to him so tightly; her arms were wrapped around him and holding on tight, her legs squeezing
around him as she pulled him into her. Her mouth found his neck, wandering up to his mouth where
she kissed him.

Hermione felt her chest tighten as her heart beat quickened. His movements were bringing her
closer and closer to the edge at an accelerated pace. Harry buried his face in the crook of her
neck and shoulder as he plunged into her with such a force he felt her body close tightly around
him and Hermione arched her back into him; screaming out into the dim room. Everything around her
felt small as she was high above it all in the heavens. She vaguely heard Harry who also reached
his edge and then joined her voice creating a beautiful melody about the living room.

"Mione!"

Harry was breathing hard as was Hermione, trying to settle down from their recent visit to the
heavens. His arms held her tight as his head was resting against her chest. He listened to the beat
of her heart as he laid in her arms. It belonged to him, he smiled. Hermione was his best friend
and now lover - she was his and his alone. Harry collapsed on top of her, and they rolled onto
their sides, still joined. Hermione stretched her neck and kissed his forehead softly, right on his
scar. He shivered gently at her touch.

"I love you; you will always be my Harry."

She whispered back to him in the dimming firelight of the room.

"I love you too my sweet Hermione."

He whispered softly in her ear. He heard her breathing slow; he lifted his head a bit looking at
her. She had fallen asleep. Harry gazed at her; he gently lifted his fingers and traced her full
lips with his index finger. They were swollen from his kisses and the amount of sensations she had
felt all through her body. He then rested his head back down against her chest. Harry reached for
the blanket and pulled it over then both of them. Soon after, he too was asleep. The light from the
fireplace dimmed and faded, plunging them into darkness.

~*~*~*~

**Well there really isn't much you can say after something like that. In fact there
aren't any words to describe it at all. Never in my life have I felt anything like that except
with Hermione of course. In that moment Hermione became my soul - she was my life and my love and
there was no way I would go on another day without her. That's basically how it all began and I
wouldn't trade any of it for the world. Well maybe I would like to change the fact that for a
time Hermione believed Ron wrote that note (even though Ron doesn't have the talent to write
his feelings down on paper) but that's beside the point.**

**'Don't think I didn't hear that last remark Harry!'**

**Shut up Ron I'm trying to speak to my audience here (honestly absolutely no privacy in
this house) - anyway the point is that she finally learned that I was the one that loved her since
the start and we were finally going to get our happy ever after. Nothing can describe that moment
except perhaps - liquid pleasure.**

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A/N: Well there it is the second to last chapter of this story. I'm going to be very
emotional when it finally ends. I loved writing it and I hope you enjoyed it just as much as I did.
I hope my boyfriend can forgive me for making him edit my work and dealing with my insecurities
about my writing lol. So anyway I want to know whether or not I should just add an epilogue or
write a sequel. I'd also like to hear what kind of response you have had to this chapter.
Anyway I will try to get the next chapter out soon - lucky for you I have the entire thing
outlined. It will be a short chapter just summing the events up. Ron will be making an appearance
in the next chapter - I wonder what will happen lol. Anyway enough about my ramblings just click
the little button below to review this chapter. See you all soon!

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Created on ... October 17, 2005



5. Chapter Four: Heaven on Earth
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters; they all belong to J.K Rowlings and
Warner Brothers. Although I wish I did lol.

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A/N: Hey Everyone - isn't this a surprise lol. I'm updating reasonably soon compared to
my other updates - lucky you. Although part of me didn't want to let go of this story so soon.
Out of all my stories this has been my favorite. Since this is the last chapter I'm asking all
my readers to please review at the end so I have an idea what you think. I will continue with my
other stories but I will also be introducing another one. Not sure what it will be yet. I'm
also pairing with another writer on portkey and we're going to give the Lily and James pairing
a try lol. I'm up for trying new things all the time. In this chapter you'll finally get to
hear Ron's thoughts on the subject which I'm sure you'll enjoy. As much as I would like
to write a sequel to this story originally I only intended this to be a one shot story that I broke
up into 5 chapters. So I will most likely only add an epilogue. If any of you thinks they want to
take a crack at the sequel email me or write a review about it and I'll see what can be done.
Once again this is a Harry/Hermione pairing so if you don't like it don't read it. Reminder
anything in bold text is the characters in the future speaking directly to the readers, they're
the narrators. Anything is normal text is the present so that includes most of the story. There
aren't anymore italics but that is past tense. So basically this is only in bold and normal
text. Anyway enjoy the last chapter of this story until I come up with the epilogue.

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Eternal Rhapsody

Chapter Four: Heaven on Earth

Chapter 5/5

By: Sapphire Rose (aka Lily Flower)

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"Love someone completely with all your heart. Love someone completely with your entire
mind. Love them completely with your spirit and your body. Love them in every way you can. Take
them wholly into your heart. See them at their best and their worst. And then you shall find your
heaven on earth - your Eternal Rhapsody."

Veronica Palermo [Myself]

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**Heaven - that's the only word I can think of to describe that night. It was everything I
dreamt it would be and more. It was tender; it was sweet and ever so soft. I felt loved and I felt
safe in Harry's arms that night. That night Harry and I were one - our minds, bodies and souls
became one mind, one body and one soul. I don't know if being magical made it all the more
special but I swear I could feel the magic flowing from my body into his - it was absolutely
surreal. Every touch and kiss set off a fire of desire through my veins. I'm starting to sound
like a love sick girl here - then again I am so it's alright.**

**Harry was absolutely perfect that night. It was still burned in my memory. But then what?
Where was our relationship headed? Even though we shared one perfect night that didn't mean
things would lead to a relationship. Yes Harry and I shared something that night but he could
change his mind and write it off as a mistake. And me being the girl that I am would hide my true
feelings and go along with it. I would have to watch him be with other girls - watch those girls
share something that should have been mine all along and I don't think I could do that. I know
that sounds selfish but I can't help but feel this way when it comes to him. After all we both
did drink a little too much - what if that was the wine and not our true feelings? The logical
Hermione kicked into gear and I became very worried about what would happen between Harry and I the
next morning?**

**I just wish I could live through that night again and never let it end. One absolutely
perfect night - I found the person I was supposed to be with and there was a chance I could lose
him. Oh Merlin be kind and just turn back the clock so I can relive every touch, every kiss, every
sweet nothing whispered in my ears. Oh please let this not be a dream - I don't know what I
would do. I'm in love with Harry Potter, my best friend and I'm scared to death of losing
him. And oh dear what about Ron?**

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The sun rose steadily over the houses below - it promised to be a beautiful day. All were asleep
in apartment belonging to the famous 'Trio' expect for one. It was around eight thirty in
the morning and Ron had just woken up from a peaceful sleep. He stretched lazily, arms high in the
air as a loud yawn escaped his lips. He paid little attention to the women lying beside him - his
current girlfriend at the moment leaving her to her own devices. Just like any other morning Ron
hopped out of bed (not bothering to grab a robe he walked out of the kitchen in his Chuddly Canons
boxers) and headed for the bathroom which was on the opposite side of the apartment.

Ron swiftly made his way into the shower and turned on the water putting it to the temperature
he liked best. After a night like he had he would always take an extra long shower - relaxing in
the steaming hot water. As soon as he was done washing his hair and cleansing his body he turned
off the water and reached for a towel hanging on a rack. He quickly towel dried himself and wrapped
it around his waist. Once out of the shower he walked all the way back to his room to put on an
outfit for the day. Deciding on a pair of jeans and a maroon short sleeve shirt to wear Ron heard
his stomach growl at precisely the right moment.

"Right on time."

The wide smile on Ron's face could be seen a mile away. Everyone knew that nothing came
between Ron and his appetite, not even his current girlfriend. After sex he normally had an extra
large appetite so he would indulge himself with all his favorites. The kitchen was right across
from his room - he purposely chose this room because of its location. With a mum like Mrs. Weasley
you had to know something about cooking - it was unspeakable if you didn't. Being the biggest
eater in the family Ron learned all there was to know about cooking. His mother had taught him all
the spells growing up. As a child he loved to help his mum out in the kitchen. As well as
"test out" all the food that his mum had cooked for all meals of the day. But of course
he had to take two, three or even four "tests" of each dish. Instead of getting angry
Mrs. Weasley would always smile and laugh at him.

Waving his wand around the entire kitchen - bowls, mixers, milk, eggs, and all manners of
kitchen supplies and food began to fly around the room. The stove started on Ron's command and
the eggs "magically" cracked themselves into a frying pan. Taking in a deep sigh Ron sat
down on a stool by the counter and watched as breakfast was preparing itself. Ron stared up at the
clock - it was now almost nine thirty. Something had seemed off to Ron from the very start. Now
that he thought about it there was something missing all together. Two somethings - or someones
namely Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. Where could those two be? Normally they were up and about
before he had even woken up. Normally Hermione would be sitting at the table hovered over a book or
the Daily Prophet and Harry would be either reading over a case or a Quidditch Magazine. But his
two friends were no where in sight this morning.

Deciding the food would be fine on its own if he stepped out of the kitchen for a few moments he
walked towards Hermione's room and gently knocked on her door. Having learned very early on
that if he ever entered her room without knocking there would be severe consequences - he did not
want to have to listen to her screeching this early in the day. He liked his hearing and his
appendages in tact.

"Hermione? Are you in there?"

No answer, he waited a few moments before he knocked a little louder this time.

"Heeerrrmmmyy!"

Hermione hated when he used that nickname but if she were still in there he would have received
a reply. Inhaling deeply Ron braced himself as he cracked open the door slightly poking his head
through.

The sun shone through the window lighting up the room in sunlight. His eyes scanned the bedroom
but she was nowhere in sight. Before leaving Hermione's room he noticed that her bed was still
made - she never slept in it. How strange? Then again there was a chance she could have fallen
asleep on the couch or in the study like she sometimes did when she got too caught up in her work.
Now it was time to check Harry's room. Only this time Ron didn't hesitate to walk into his
room without knocking.

"Harry?"

Once again he found the same results he did in Hermione's - the bed was made, no one had
slept there last night. This was turning out to be a strange morning. Closing the door to
Harry's room behind him he checked the study and the 'game' room as they liked to call
it but there was no sign of his two friends anywhere. Well there was only one place left to check -
the living room.

There was no other explanation he could come up with for why his friends didn't sleep in
their rooms. Maybe they had fallen asleep while working on an assignment? Or maybe they fell asleep
watching TV on the couch? Any of those things were possible. Ron walked into the living from the
back entrance and at a first glance he didn't see any sight of his friends. The couch was
facing the opposite direction from him blocking any further view.

"Harry? Hermione? Are you in here?"

Once again no answer so he decided to take a closer look. He approached the couch in a few short
strides. His eyes fell downwards and they fell upon two figures lying on the floor wrapped in a
blanket - holding each other ever so gently. Ron's jaw dropped in shock. He couldn't
believe what he was seeing. That couldn't be them, could it?

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**Boy was I in for a shock that morning. Yes everyone it is I - Ron - taking over the story at
this point. Harry and Hermione are just a little - umm - busy at the moment. Anyway I guess
you're probably wondering what went through my mind when I found my two best friends like that.
Trust me I knew what happened - it was obvious for anyone. The glasses scattered on the floor, the
empty wine bottle. You'd have to be blind and stupid not to figure out what occurred there that
night. But I have to admit in the middle of the living room floor was a little bold for them but
what I can say it's nothing I haven't tried before.**

**Now I know there was a time when I thought I loved Hermione but that all changed. You would
think I would be hurt but I wasn't. To be quite honest I was perfectly fine with the situation.
I knew my two best friends had feelings for each other and it was only a matter of time before
something happened. I just wish they did it in their own room - now every time I look at that spot
I get an image of them. I wanted them to be happy and I was happy for them. Of course now Harry and
Hermione would be spending a lot more time together that most likely wouldn't include me. But I
didn't care - I had my own relationship issues to deal with.**

**I'm happier then I have ever been before. If you're wondering I eventually did grow
out of "player" status. Watching Harry and Hermione being all lovey-dovey made me realize
I wanted something more then just a flavor of the week. I wanted someone I could love and they
would love me back. I have been happily dating Luna Lovegood for at least 6 months next Saturday.
She was at one of my Quidditch games and we just hit it off from there. Who would have thought? But
anyway I think I hear Harry and Hermione coming back so I should probably head out and let the rest
of the story play out.**

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Ron's eyes never left his friends sleeping figures. His ability to speak unfortunately
returned before his ability to think. He always did have a way to speak without thinking first.

"Harry, Hermione it's time to wake up now!"

Ron said cheerily, he probably should have left the room and brought the topic up later but he
no longer had that opportunity. He watched as Harry and Hermione began to stir from their sleep
most likely wondering who was calling out to them. From the looks of confusion on both their faces
he assumed they didn't remember what happened. He watched as their faces dawn with realization.
If he were just a viewer he'd probably find the situation more amusing but he was the one that
actually found them here.

"Ron we can explain!"

That was the first thing out of Hermione's mouth. She clutched the blanket to chest trying
to hide her naked body from view. There was no way she could explain this without telling Ron the
truth. No way around it. She couldn't help the blush that creped up into her cheeks - this was
so embarrassing. And worse yet it was Ron which made this situation highly uncomfortable. She tried
to hide her blush and looked over in Harry's direction. She could tell he was going through the
same thoughts and feelings as she was. She didn't know what Harry and she were at the moment
but they had to explain this somehow to Ron. If there was a relationship in the mix she didn't
want to ruin it by leaving out their best friend. How would he take it? There was a time when Ron
and she had dated but that was in the past. Still she didn't want to screw any chance she had
with Harry. The best thing to do would be to tell him straight out; she could tell Harry had come
to the same conclusion. They both simultaneously looked up at Ron and braced themselves for
whatever was to come - Ron was their friend so how bad could it be?

"Alright Ron there's no point in keeping the obvious from you - "

"We never hid this from you it just happened last night and I really don't understand
most of it myself."

"Look you're our best friend and nothing and when I say nothing I really do mean
NOTHING is going to change that fact."

"We care about you and we want to make sure you're comfortable with all of
this."

"Exactly!"

Ron stood there completely lost in the conversation. Later on he would find this amusing but
right now they were making his head ache. He figured they were concerned about his reaction because
they wouldn't feel a need to explain it to him. He mentally shook his head to clear his
thoughts. He held up both arms in a defensive position in front of him to ward off the
explanations.

"Alright - I get it."

"You do?"

"Yes Harry, I do."

"Oh…"

"Ron we're sorry if we hurt you."

"Why do you think you hurt me Hermione?"

"Well you seemed stressed out."

"Well if you had walked into your living at this hour and found out your two best friends
shagged each other and proceed to tell him in rapid detail about it - I would think you'd have
a little too much going on in your head."

Harry and Hermione sat there and were promptly shut up by Ron's comment. Finally able to
take a breath Ron inhaled and exhaled deeply. Now he could handle the situation. But where to
begin?

"You don't have to be worried about me - I'm perfectly fine with this
situation."

He gestured around the room indicating his two friends.

"You are?"

"Yes I am. It's about time the two of you work things out anyway. If I had to sit
through another meal and watch the two of you stare longingly at each other again I was going to
point it out to you. You both were completely blind!"

Harry and Hermione sat there dumbfounded. Eventually words returned to Harry's mouth and he
was finally able to respond to this new revelation.

"You knew all along and you didn't say anything to either one of us?"

"Uh, yes? It wasn't that hard to figure out."

"Then why didn't you tell us?"

"Because it was something the two of you needed to work out on your own - besides there was
no way I was going to get myself involved in any sort of drama."

A small chuckle filled the room as Ron looked on amused at his two friends - they were both
sporting similar looks of shock, confusion and perhaps a little of their own amusement and
embarrassment.

"I just want you both to know that I'm happy for you."

A general sigh escaped from both Harry and Hermione could be heard as they smiled up at their
friend. That was the biggest obstacle when it came to their relationship - and knowing Ron accepted
it took a load of their shoulders. But now nothing stood in their way.

"Thanks mate - it means a lot to us."

"I'm sure it does -"

"Umm - is it just me or does something smell like it's burning?"

Hermione's nose sniffed the air and she could distinctly smell something burning - what
could it be? Curiosity heightened Harry and Ron began to sniff the air as well and they both could
smell what Hermione picked up.

"You're right Mione… what IS that…"

"SHIT! NOT MY FOOD!"

Ron sprinted out of the room quicker than Harry or Hermione could blink - this caused the two to
be in fits of laughter. Only Ron would run that quickly to save his food. If Ron had to choose
between sex and food - he would choose food - no questions asked. The laugher soon died down and
the uneasiness in the air returned. How were they supposed to act around each other now? One act
changed everything and now they had to face the aftermath.

Hermione always being the more outspoken of the two was unusually quiet at the moment. Harry sat
there before her twiddling his thumbs as he looked down at his hands. This shouldn't be weird -
they had been friends for so long - why did they feel so awkward all of a sudden? The lack of
clothes could be a small piece of it and the fact that their best friend found them that morning.
It was just them and no one else. A deep sigh could be heard escaping both their lips as each of
their mouths began to open.

"Harry -"

"Hermione -"

A small smile appeared on their lips as they once again tried to speak out.

"You first -"

"No you - I insist."

Hermione smiled sheepishly as she stared over in Harry's direction waiting to hear what he
had to say. The blanket left little to the imagination; covering everything from his waist
down.

"So -"

"Yeah - last night was - interesting."

Interesting? Hermione scolded herself for the lack of vocabulary she could grasp at the moment.
She couldn't help but look down at her hands - waiting to hear Harry tell her this wouldn't
work out. Her insecurities were creeping up and she didn't like it one bit. A smile played at
the corners of Harry's lips as her reached over. Which a gentle nudge to her chin, he lifted
her gaze up to meet his.

"Hermione I hope you know last night was a greatest night in my life."

After that nothing more needed to be said. Everything was communicated through their eyes - the
benefit of being friends for so long. The shields were down and for the first time they could both
clearly see what they felt for each other. Harry reached behind her head and gently pulled her
towards him. Their lips brushed but a moment - it's simplicity was enough to show just how much
they care for one another. It was the start of something wonderful. As they pulled apart the smiled
were permanently etched on their faces. Silently and wordlessly they gathered their belongings and
headed into their respective rooms - washing up and getting dressed for the day. When the normal
morning routines were completed they met in the kitchen and joined Ron for breakfast.

"So Ron - you were planning on eating ALL of this food on your own?"

"Of course Hermione - that pile over there is for the two of you - I thought of you
don't worry."

Ron pointed to a rather small pile of food off to the side. It was nothing compared to the
spread Ron had created for himself. The prat he was - always eating more than his share. But Harry
and Hermione rolled there eyes in unison as began to pile food on their own plates.

"Honestly Ron you're such a pig."

"What can I say Hermione? I'm a growing boy."

"You've got that right - a boy."

Harry watched in amusement at his two friends leaning back in his chair. This was how it would
always be between those two and he was glad everything was still somewhat normal in the apartment.
The smile only widened as he watched the conversation become a full blown argument. Well perhaps
some things should change.

"Ron you're a prat - you only think about yourself!"

"Well Hermione you're a nag - you're not my mum for crying out loud!"

"You are insufferable."

"Takes one to know one."

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**Well everyone that is where we shall leave you. Don't think of it as an end for the story
is still being written. And I can guarantee it still makes the Daily Prophet till this day.
Everything from then on was an emotional rollercoaster - but what isn't when it comes to
'The Boy who Lived'? This just ends a chapter in our story but a new one will begin tonight
I think. After all I highly doubt Hermione will reject my current proposal. She has no clue at the
moment so let's keep it that way. My last parting words to you all out there, the best way to
describe this part of my life. That part of my life that Hermione completes, the way she makes me
feel, the way she loves me. I can only say simply - Eternal Rhapsody.**

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A/N: Let me just say I'm very emotional at this point - it's all finished - I can't
believe it. I would like to personally thank everyone that has supported me and reviewed my stories
- you've put up with a lot and I'm grateful. Thank you to my loving boyfriend for reading
and editing my work. To my SHA and AU friends that sat and read my story - constantly giving me
support - I love you all! And last but not least to all the people that reviewed my story and put
me on their favorites. It's meant a lot to me. Now since this is the last chapter I hope every
one of you takes the time to review the last installment - I've gotten over thousands of hits
and still only receive a small return. I know it isn't too much to ask but I would be extremely
grateful. Now about an epilogue - I won't be writing a sequel - if you think you can write one
though contact me and we'll work something out. But as for the epilogue - I do plan to write
one - it will be posted separately and it will only be a chapter long - no more. Well that's
all I have to say for now. I hope you've enjoyed this story as much as I have enjoyed writing
it! Thanks again SO much!

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Created on ... January 18, 2006