A/N: Hello guys I'm back with a new story! This is a challenge that I liked and thought I'd give it a shot. Now here are the rules:
-Harry and Hermione are living together. [Ron, or some other random roommate(s), can live with them too, if you want. It doesn't really matter, as long as Harry and Hermione are living together.]
-Harry comes home after a day of work, and realizes that he left his keys inside when he left that morning. Of course, the door is locked. And the door has locking charms that Alohomora doesn't work on.
-It starts raining. It can be a torrential downpour if you want it to be, but it can't be any piddly drizzle.
-Harry must get semi-soaked, if you don't want to make him so wet that he's soaked to the bone.
-Hermione comes home, and sees Harry sitting outside their front door.
-If they have other roommates, they have to be out of town, or can't find Harry before Hermione does.
-It must end in H/Hr. Obviously.
I'll need you guys to trust me on this way, and trust me when I say that I know where I'm going with it! I have it all planned out on paper but I've yet to write it on the comp:( But don't worry! I'm a fast typer and I know what I want to do with the story. The first two chapters will be setting up the plot so I'll need you to just hang in there! It isn't beta-ed or anything because my email has bashed out on me. I'm trying my best though! This is a bit short but I promise that the chapter will get longer as we progress! Enjoy! =)
DISCLAIMER: not mine… never will be… The words that I have used in the "letter" come from a Greek song. I haven't translated it or anything but I wrote the whole point of it. I added some things in there too!
"Just remember Harry that the key to relationships is trust and honesty. Ιf you have those then you shouldn't be worried!" Nymphadora (or Tonks as she preferred to be called) advised Harry.
"But how can I have been so wrong about someone I thought I knew? I mean I know that I love her, yet I can't find the words to explain to her how much she means to me! It's like my brain stops functioning on purpose because that's what she does to me, you know," he told her with a small, sad chuckle. "I get all tongue-tied with her. It's just that-" he started but found that he couldn't continue. "Damn it!" he said in frustration as he banged his fist on the desk.
"It's what?" Tonks asked tentatively, as she made an ice pack appear out of thin air and offered to Harry, which he took graciously.
"I just can't believe how lucky I am to have found her. Sometimes I think that if it wasn't for her, I'd be dead years ago! I just need her so badly than I ever needed anyone else."
"Sorry to bring back reality Harry," she started, "but you know that you would have been dead if not for her!" Tonks informed him with a teasing smile and a wink. He chortled at that yet nodded nevertheless. "Listen Harry, you want some advice? It's not much but I'll tell you what I do when I find myself in a situation where I can't express myself. Write it down."
Harry looked up at her in confusion but she held a hand up so that he wouldn't interrupt. "Before you say anything just try it. It might seem a bit childish but believe me it works! You'll feel like a heavy burden has been lifted off your chest. Just do me this favour hmm?" she finished with a pleading tone, and gave him the best puppy eyes she could master.
"Yeah okay," he relented, swatting her arm playfully as she whimpered for the full effect, "now get out of here! We still have that report to hand in to Moody before 7 o'clock, and you know how cranky he gets when things aren't on time!" The young witch, who had an appearance of shoulder-length blonde hair with deep brown chocolate eyes, looked back at him with mock arrogance.
"Whatever Harry. Mad-eye Moody doesn't intimidate me! Why, I think I have time for a little private session with Remus, if you get my drift," she informed him and just as she was about to give him a playful wink she was interrupted by-
"CONSTANT VIGILANCE!!" Tonks jumped at the shout and turned to find a red-faced Moody.
"Sssir! I was just about to get onto my reports sir!" she shouted as though she was in boot camp!
"Is that so Tonks?" he teasingly asked, "last I heard you were going to go on a private session with Remus," he finished as Harry was trying very hard to suppress his laughter unsuccessfully, earning a glare from Tonks.
"Oh you misunderstood Moody! I was saying that my private session was merely an undercover mission and we had to go through the last minute plans! So I'd better go! Bye Harry!" she yelled behind her shoulder, as she was halfway down the hall before she even started to talk.
"I tell you Harry," Moody started as he closed the door to Harry's office and taking the seat opposite him, "good Aurors are hard to find these days, though you and Tonks are probably one of the best." Harry didn't even acknowledge that remark, which gave Moody the impression that something was off. "Is everything okay Harry? I heard about, you know…" he trailed off, not wanting to cause any unnecessary upsets.
"It will be," Harry informed him with a new glint of determination in his eyes, "it will be when I get home. I'm sorry Moody; I'll bring by the report to your office by 7. Don't worry about me," he told Moody with an air in his voice that made it quite clear that there was no use in conversing anymore. Moody slowly stood up and with a final look, left the room in silence.
`Okay Harry lad, this is your chance to write everything down. No holding back, just write what you feel and you'll have your angel back. I just have to believe that,' Harry thought as he took out a piece of parchment from the first drawer of his mahogany desk.
He let out a deep sigh and let his eyes travel around the room, finally stopping on a photograph of Hermione, Ron, Luna and himself. It was the day when they had just moved in their apartment. They had just finished moving all their things and had fallen exhausted onto the couch. Ron was lying down with his head on Luna's head; while Harry was massaging Hermione's feet and every once in a while one of them would turn towards the camera and smile. Ginny, who had helped them move, thought it was a perfect picture to christen their new apartment. He smiled at the memory, and with a new resolve he began to write down:
How did we get here? How could we have been so off? To tell you goodbye frightens and scares me. I don't want to go to sleep at nights without you. How could we not talk? How did we become two strangers? Without you I don't want to live. What life could I imagine where you're not in it? I don't want to lose you. I'd just disappear from the world. There are so many things that keep us together. How could I forget you? I hate the nights that come and you're away from me. I can't bear to look at tomorrow if I'm not with you. You mean everything to me. I could call you beautiful yet that would only be a fraction of a fraction of what I really believe. No one has ever made me feel like this and I want to thank you for everything that you gave me. In 3 very simple words, I Love You Hermione Granger …
A/N: I really hope that you liked the beginning! Feel free to comment on the rules and how you think I'm doing with this! Love you guys ;) neni =)
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