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-Kelly Nicolette-
Chapter Six: Unexpected Acquaintances
***Saturday Afternoon***
"Hermione! Come on! We need to leave if we want to meet Luna and Ron for lunch!" Harry yelled while checking his wristwatch.
Seriously, does it really take this bloody long to put on jeans and a t-shirt?! He thought.
Hermione walked out of their bathroom in a white t-shirt, and a pair of flared blue jeans. To Hermione, she just looked normal, but to Harry she was as beautiful as ever.
"Alright. Jeez, chill out." She said sarcastically. Harry stared at her for a moment, then realized she had spoken to him.
"Oh, sorry. What did you say?"
"Short attention span too, huh?" she asked him smiling. Harry smiled back.
"Yah, I guess so. Are you ready to go now?" he questioned, crossing his arms.
"Yes, Harry."
He held out his arm to her, and she gladly accepted it. Leaving Hermione's flat, they both walked down the stairs and out of the building. On the way to the restaurant, Harry told jokes that made Hermione giggle. Not something he was used to hearing, but he absolutely loved the way she did it.
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The restaurant they were eating at was called Pesola's. It was a very popular family-themed restaurant. It wasn't very crowded, as Hermione noticed when she and Harry stepped in. It was a little chilly because the back doors leading to a patio with many tables was opened.
Hermione shivered a little, and Harry noticed.
"Here." He said kindly as he placed his jacket on top of her shoulders.
"Thanks." She said smiling. They walked towards the back keeping an eye out for Ron's bright red hair. Harry spotted them, but they were talking to someone familiar looking.
As they neared the table, Hermione realized who it was.
"Malfoy?" Harry said out loud.
Harry must've noticed too. She thought to herself.
"Ah, Potter." Draco said happily as he lifted himself from the chair. He thrust his hand out to Harry, and Harry took it hesitantly.
"Oh, and Ms. Granger." He said in a strained, sweet tone. He grabbed her hand, and kissed the back of it.
"What has Ginny done to you?" she asked him, wiping her hand on Harry's jacket. Draco didn't notice.
"Any who are friends of my fiancée, are also friends of mine." He said.
"When did this happen?" Harry asked. It was Ron who answered.
"Two days ago. My sweet little sister has failed to mention it to any of us." He said angrily. Luna patted his hand and told him to calm down.
"Well, I must be going. Nice to see all of you." and with that, he turned and left the little restaurant.
"That was a little out of the ordinary." Hermione said.
"A little? That was a lot out of the ordinary." Harry replied.
"When does work start again for you guys?" Ron asked curiously.
"In two weeks. Why?" Hermione answered.
"No reason. Just want to chat with my sister." He said nonchalantly.
Hermione looked at Harry, and accidentally caught his eye.
No! Hermione, look away…… but she couldn't. She was caught in his eyes, on an accident. Harry locked his face into that position so he could look into hers. He couldn't stop himself from looking at her, she was just so beautiful.
Ron looked at Luna, and grinned like an eight-year-old who had just accomplished a great prank. Luna giggled. Ron cleared his throat rather loudly. Harry turned his head, and Hermione, disappointed, also turned back. They were now facing their best friends, who were still grinning like madmen.
"What?" Harry asked, finally snapping out of his little reverie.
Ron couldn't help it anymore, and he burst out laughing. Hermione looked at him, puzzled. Harry had a similar look, but Luna just slapped her forehead and tried to calm her husband down.
After Ron finished his hysterical fit of laughter, they all ordered some food. Not much though, seeing as they weren't very hungry. They ate their food, and Luna and Ron kindly paid for it.
"Thanks." Hermione said gratefully.
"What she said." Harry said, pointing at Hermione.
"Are you really getting that lazy that you can't even speak for yourself, mate?" Ron asked him jokingly. Harry grunted. They all laughed, and Harry joined in. Hermione and Harry walked Luna and Ron back to Harry's flat, and headed back to Hermione's.
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"I'm totally bushed `Mione" He said putting his arm around her shoulder.
"Already?" She agreed. Absentmindedly, she tilted her head onto Harry's shoulder. Harry noticed, but didn't mind in the least bit. He smiled and tightened his grip around her shoulders.
When they arrived at the front door to the flat, Hermione lifted her head off of him and pulled out her keys. Harry, who was now missing the extra body heat on his shoulder, was smiling.
Hermione stepped up so she was faced the door, and said clearly, "Professor Hermione Jane Granger."
A dial with 12 numbers on it appeared in the middle of the door. Hermione lifted a hand to the dial, and entered the combination of 7-3-7-12. The door swung open.
"'Mione, how'd you do that?" Harry asked, totally amused.
"Oh, that? It's a simple security spell that only allows those who know the combination to enter. I change it every week, just in case."
They both entered the door. Hermione's flat was still clean and spotless, except for some of the furniture and rugs had black cat hairs all over them.
"Jiminy." Hermione called out. Jiminy popped his little head out of one of the laundry baskets in the wash room.
She walked over and picked him up.
"D'you want some dinner?" she asked him in a baby-like voice. She hugged him and set him on the wood paneled floor and went into the kitchen. Harry heard her open a cupboard and take out a bowl.
As Hermione prepared Jiminy's dinner, Harry sat on the floor and started playing with the little black cat. He was very easily amused when Harry took off his shoelace and dangled it in front of him. Harry laughed as he watched the cat walk in circles trying to get the lace that he was currently holding.
Hermione walked out of the kitchen and placed a little plate of left-over tuna fish in front of the furball. Harry put his shoelace back on his shoe. Hermione giggled.
"What?" Harry asked with a smile.
"You guys looked so funny!" she said, now fully laughing. Harry made an evil grin, but Hermione didn't notice.
Too late, she realized that he was going to tickle her. She tried to get away, but he was too strong. She turned pink as Harry grabbed her sides and tickled her stomach. She tried pushing him away, but that was a failed attempt.
"Now, this is funny!" Harry told her. She was laughing so hard, she couldn't answer.
Harry stopped tickling her and went to the coat rack.
"Toss over our jackets `Mione" Harry instructed her. Hermione took a deep breath and threw Harry their jackets. He placed them on the wooden pegs, and walked back over to where Hermione was standing.
"I'm sleepy. How about you?" He asked smiling.
"Harry it's only 5p.m." She informed him.
"I know, but I could always do with an early nap!" he said, still smiling.
"You go ahead. I'm just going to sit out here for a while." She replied. He leaned over and kissed her forehead.
"Night for now." He turned around and went into their bedroom.
She touched the spot where he had kissed her.
That man will be the death of me. Mark my words, she thought. Hermione kicked off her shoes, and sat in front of the fireplace.
"Incendio" she whispered. Sparks flew out of her wand, and ignited the wood.
Jiminy jumped into her lap and curled into a ball of fur. Hermione started stroking him absentmindedly.
"What am I going to do, Jiminy?" she asked the snoring kitten. She smiled, kissed the furball, placed him on the leather couch, and went into her bedroom.
Harry was already asleep.
"Sweet dreams. I'm always here if you need me." She kissed his cheek, and turned to exit the room.
"…love…you." She heard him mumble.
What? Did he say that to me? She walked back towards him.
He mumbled again, but much clearer this time, "I love you, Hermione."
Hermione took a step backwards, and almost hit the nightstand next to the bed. She left the room and looked into the fireplace. She couldn't believe that had just come out of his mouth. Did he mean it as a best-friend/sister-y sort of way, or something more? All of these thoughts buzzed in her head as she pondered the meaning of his words.
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