CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Christmas Tradition
`This is getting out of hand! Look at this' Ron said while looking over the Daily Prophet.
It was the first week of December, and the ending of November saw Death Eater attacks increase dramatically, muggle attacks the most. It was rumored among the students that the Ministry was starting to crumble under the overwhelming pressure. Obliviators worked almost non stop, jumping from place to place to keep muggles in line, and cover stories in muggle newspapers were becoming comical. The Daily Prophet had a field day when the Ministry used a sudden forest fire as the cause for destroying four muggle homes just north of Bury St. Edmunds in East Anglia. No forests grew within twenty kilometers of the houses, since they were all farms.
The wizarding world was also under immense pressure, even Hogwarts. Within the last few weeks, Aurors could be found patrolling the corridors more, and Umbridge was beginning to encroach on students, stopping them in the halls and interrogating them. Professor McGonagall got wind of her actions quickly, and put an end to it, but everyone was still on edge with the mounting tension.
`Well, more students won't be coming back after Christmas break then I guess' Harry responded to the article. A family of half blooded wizards was found murdered in their house the day before. What separated this from the other families massacred was that the father was an Auror, and the mother a Ministry official for the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes. Both served for years in the Ministry, and had two daughters, eleven and eight. The Dark Mark was found over their home, located somewhere in Northampton. It shook many of the families in Britain, and some students were already gone from Hogwarts, while many others questioned if they would be returning to the school after the Christmas break.
`I do hope enough students stay. I mean, Hogwarts is still one of the safest places to be. The last attack to happen even close to the castle was in Banchory over a month ago' Hermione remarked, taking a bite of her toast. Harry, like so many times lately, found his eyes lingering on Hermione for a moment, taking careful notice of her appearance. She looked refreshed, energetic and ready for the day with books in hand, like she did most mornings. He couldn't help but feel more alive when he saw her, even on mornings when he was extremely tired.
`We have our own things to worry about anyways. Are you two still up to seeing Hagrid today?' Harry asked. The three of them finally made their way to Hagrid's a few weeks earlier, but it was a short visit. Hagrid told them the Centaurs were causing some grief for Grawp, so he couldn't leave him alone as much. They all decided to meet up again later, and Hagrid mentioned this particular morning being best. It was a Saturday, so time was available for the trio as well.
Ron, who was taking a drink of his pumpkin juice, put it down and gave a frown. `Sorry Harry. I'm working on that defence project Professor Terrwynebas set. I have to go and check who I'm partnered with, so I can get a good start at it. I'm just hoping it's not Nott. He's such a pompous slug' Ron expressed.
Topher told the sixth and seventh years that the next assignment would be in advanced defence. They would be paired with someone else in the class, and their project was to find how best the two's magical abilities could be merged for defensive purposes. Topher at the time still had to make the pairings, but said they would be done by the Saturday morning.
`I still want to see Hagrid, regardless of who I am partnered with. Even though he might go too hard on the Mulled Mead sometimes, I feel terrible not seeing him more, especially after what happened with Dumbledore' Hermione stated. Ron finished his pumpkin juice, and looked to Harry and Hermione.
`Well if you two go, tell Hagrid I'm sorry I couldn't make it. I need a good mark in defence, and if I pull this project off, Topher might start liking me.'
`What do you mean start? He does like you' Harry asserted.
`He's stricter on me, like I need to prove something. I asked him why, and he said I need it. A bunch of rubbish if you ask me, I think he gets off on it' Ron alleged. Hermione rolled her eyes, but only so that Harry noticed.
The three started their way to the Defence classroom, and met up with Luna and Ginny along the way. They were wondering themselves who they would get paired with. Topher gave no specifics as to how he was matching the students. All they knew was that a presentation of each pairs combined magic was due the last day before Christmas break.
`Hey, maybe we'll be paired up! That'd be fun' Ginny said to Luna, who was, as usual, floating along the corridors and absently gazing out the windows or around the hallways. Harry wondered sometimes what went through her mind when she looked like this, which was most of the time.
`I've been told stories of combined magic, and wonder if Professor Terrwynebas knows about Letifer Lightning' Luna said distantly.
`Letifer Lightning?' Ginny asked, Hermione rolling her eyes for the second time that morning, making Harry grin once more. Her eyes set back on Harry, and he suddenly found it hard to do anything but smile weakly at her.
`It's a deadly lightning that kills people who try to combine magic. It strikes one in every thirty eight thousand wizards, roughly speaking' Luna explained. Ron stifled his laughter as they came to the classroom doorway.
` "Roughly speaking" ' Ron remarked to Harry as they walked through the doorway.
Topher was once again looking over the ancient parchments. His appearance told Harry he found time to sleep, which Harry was glad to see. Topher quickly flicked his wand, and the parchments rolled up, and flew into his bottom drawer.
`Here for your pairing I presume?' he asked to the group of five. They all nodded quietly, and Topher moved to the side of the room, and retrieved a wicker basket; placing it on his desk, and motioning the group to come closer.
`Rather than pair you myself, and get many complaints, I've placed all your names in this basket. The basket will pick the pairs, and spit them out. All you have to do is say your name, and your name, along with your partner's will pop out. So who is up first?' he asked contentedly. He seemed quite excited about this choosing process.
The five were apprehensive at first, but Ginny stepped forward, and moved in front of the basket.
`Ginny Weasley' she said to the basket. A small piece of parchment floated out, followed by another. The two combined into one single piece, and floated onto the desk. Ginny picked it up, and her shoulders fell.
`I'm with Neville' she frowned looking back at Luna. Luna smiled back, and Ginny walked back to the group. `Oh well, always up for a challenge' she added lightly.
Neville, in the last few months, improved vastly in defence. He still had some problems, like everyone else, but he learned quickly. His clumsiness, although still apparent, was diminishing, and his attitude started showing it. He no longer hunched when walking or kept quiet like years before; now he walked straight, and spoke clear and confidently. He even helped out students in lower years with Herbology homework, being that he was at least tied for top with Hermione in that subject. Harry noticed how students gave him respect now, and he was glad to see it.
`Alright, Ron you're next' Topher said. Ron walked up and said his name, and the same method of selection occurred once more. Ron shakily took the parchment, and let out a laugh, turning around looking astounded.
`I'm doing the project with Luna' he revealed. Harry looked over to Luna for a response, but found none. She just stared at Ron, smiled, one of her hands playing with her blonde hair.
`Excellent. Now Harry' Topher said, motioning towards the basket. Ron staggered back between Hermione and Luna, and looked back to Harry. Harry cautiously said his name, and two pieces of parchment came out, combining into one. Harry bent down and looked at the names, feeling himself instantly blush.
`Hermione' he stated. He turned, and found Hermione looking relieved, and smiling. Harry walked back, and pocketed the parchment. He turned back to see Topher smiling with both sides of his mouth.
`Alright, well, off you go! Harry, a word please' he asked. Hermione told Harry she would wait outside the classroom, and the rest left, Ron talking to Luna about practicing. Harry walked back to Topher's desk, and looked at the basket, then Topher.
`Did you do that on purpose?' he questioned discontentedly. Harry admitted he was in love with Hermione, but he didn't want Topher playing matchmaker.
`Believe me Harry, I didn't. I charmed the basket into pairing people who had some magical connection. The whole point of this project is to find what that connection is. The basket may have thought you and Ron could be paired, maybe even you and Luna, but you and Hermione seemed to have the strongest connection. But I'll say again, I didn't tell it to pair you two specifically. I am however looking forward to what connection you find.' Harry looked away to the window to avoid Topher's smile again, knowing he would blush once more.
`You wanted to talk about something?' Harry asked, remembering Hermione was waiting, as was Hagrid.
`Yes. I was talking to Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore about my lessons, and I found a problem. Dueling will take too long for me to cover. We have too many important topics to learn, and I can't cut any of them without leaving serious gaps. I would love to just teach a dueling outside class, but I don't have the time. I have to continue research, and my own defence learning. When said I couldn't teach dueling, Dumbledore mentioned you.' Topher took his seat, leaning back and placing his hands behind his head, and Harry sat down in front of the desk.
`Harry, a few years ago, you ran a dueling club correct? Now I know you have enough on your plate as it is, but this is something students need to understand. You know this better than any of them. Would you be willing to restart this club?'
Harry honestly didn't want to start Dumbledore's Army again. The DA was primarily a way for Harry to rebel against Umbridge when she took over in fifth year. He wanted others to learn dueling, and he enjoyed seeing students progress with spells, but it took time to make lessons, and teach them. In fifth year, Harry had the time to spare, but now, he didn't have enough of it. Adding more wood to the fire would not help keep it under control.
`Topher, I can't. I have too many things going right now; I don't have the time' Harry responded regretfully. Topher moved forward in his chair, and took an object out of his dark green robes. He glanced at it, and then looked at Harry.
`There is a way, you could have the time' he attested softly, taking the object and placing it on the desk for Harry to see. Harry leaned in, and picked it up carefully, remembering the last time he saw it; in third year, and around Hermione's neck.
`A Time Turner? But I thought using one was forbidden?'
`Not forbidden, just ill-advised. This Time Turner was Professor Dumbledore's. It belongs to Hogwarts now, but it's meant for special circumstances. Very special circumstances. If you agree to teaching, you would be allowed to use this to have the time available. You would only be allowed to use it for this dueling club, nothing else. Now, Hermione is waiting for you, so if I could have that please' he said, gesturing to the Time Turner. Harry handed it back, and he stood up, as did Topher.
`Think about it Harry. The professors are worried about students not coming back after Christmas. If you announce you're going to be teaching dueling classes in the new year, some might return for it. Let me know as soon as possible what your answer is' he said. Harry left the room, and he and Hermione made their way to Hagrid's hut. Harry mentioned Topher's proposal, and Hermione seemed to agree with him.
`I think it would be a wonderful thing to start the DA again. People need it Harry, more now than ever. Plus if what the Sorting Hat comes true, students will have to know how to duel in case the worst should happen' Hermione commented as they trudged through the snow. A path was carved out of the plain of snow that covered the ground, but it was very narrow, and getting good footing proved difficult.
A few times Hermione almost fell over, but Harry was quick to grab her. He could feel his insides shivering when he would have his hands on her sides helping her up. He had been close to Hermione like this before, but he found himself feeling very nervous now. A few times the thought of just kissing her crept in, but by time he decided no, she was already walking ahead of him, and he had to run to catch up.
Once they reached Hagrid's cabin, Harry gave a hollow knock on the door, and the two waited. It was cold outside, and both Harry and Hermione were keeping their arms close to themselves to preserve any warmth. Hagrid opened the door, and Harry instantly knew Hagrid was in a good mood.
`Harry, Hermione! Com'on in!' he boomed to the two of them, wearing an almost idiotic looking smile. Harry and Hermione exchanged odd looks, but thankfully entered. Once they took their winter robes, they saw the reason for Hagrid's smile.
`Bonjour Madame Maxime' Hermione charmed to the overly-large woman, who was sitting down at the table with Hagrid. Both of them were sitting within close distance, but did not seem to be in one of those lovey-dovey moods, something Harry was thankful for.
`Bonjour Miss Granger, Hagrid was joost telling me about you t-oo. Congratulation in receiving ze post of `ead boy and girl' Madame Maxine said. Harry looked at Hermione apprehensively.
`You know Hagrid, we can come back another time if you'd like' he started, Hagrid putting up a waving hand in response.
`No, yeh not be needin' to do that Harry. Olympe here just stopped by for a spot `o tea is all. Com'n pull up a chair' he said cheerfully. Harry and Hermione took two smaller wooden chairs from the side, and set them next to the large table. Once they sat down, silence filled the cabin for a moment, before Madame Maxime stood. Harry wondered if her head would hit the ceiling, but luckily it didn't.
`Well, I should get goe-ing. I `ave busy-ness to do in `ogsmede. Nice to see you `arry and `ermione' she expressed. Harry and Hermione waved goodbye, and Hagrid escorted her out the door. He looked back at Harry and Hermione, and the two gave him a contented smile before he closed the door. Once Harry heard the doorknob click shut, he turned to Hermione.
`They're definitely still going out' he declared. Hermione smirked as she looked back at the door.
`Well, I think it's a good thing. I couldn't imagine Hagrid trying with someone else. They are made for each other.'
`In more ways than one' Harry added. They looked at each other, and burst into chuckles, knowing full well what Harry meant. Their laughter died down slowly, and silence again filled the cabin. Harry was looking around the inside of the cabin, however his eyes periodically fell onto Hermione. Harry smiled a little when he noticed her twiddling her thumbs on her lap. She couldn't feel nervous too, could she?
`What are you doing for Christmas?' Hermione asked suddenly.
`Well, Ron's not sure if his parents will be staying at the Burrow. The Delacours invited them to France for Christmas, and Mr. Weasley's just waiting to see if he can make a secure Floo connected that will work properly. Sounds like they will be going though, so I'll probably be staying here. What about you?'
`I was planning on spending time with my parents and family, but I'm not sure if it will be safe. The Order put protection on my family, I asked them to over the summer, but you remember Remus' last letter. The Order is having a hard time, and they're stretched thin, so I might stay here. I can see my parents for a few days maybe, but not the whole time. Besides, we should use the time to research' she said matter of factly.
Mentioning staying at Hogwarts made the inside of Harry's stomach backflip, and sent his mind into thoughts of walking down deserted and chilly corridors with Hermione, hand in hand, stopping periodically to kiss, without a care as to if someone would find them.
`I'm sure you'll figure it out' Harry responded, shaking his head back to reality.
`Have you gotten any gifts yet?'
`No, not really. We haven't been to Hogsmede since the summer. Maybe when students go home I'll go and get some things. How about you?' Harry asked.
`Well, I have a few things, but I do need to get the bulk of gifts. Maybe if I stay, we can go together, Ron too' Hermione proposed.
`Sounds good' Harry said, as the door to the cabin opened up again, and Hagrid came barging in from the cold. He gave his head a shake, causing a cascade of frozen ice and snow to fall.
`Sorry `bout that. Olympe and I haven't seen each other in a while' he explained, striding over and taking his usually seat, which creaked in protest to the weight being pushed on it.
`You two still seeing each other?' Hermione inquired. Hagrid shifted in his seat, causing it to creak even more.
`Well . . . I mean . . . I guess so, yeah. Wit' Dumbledore's death and all, we decided ter take `er easy. I'm hopin' once all this is over wit', me and her can get tergether' he added sincerely. Harry looked at Hagrid for a moment, and was about to change topics when Hermione did it for him.
`How are things with Grawp and the Centaurs?' she asked, looking to Harry, who smiled for her thinking. Harry felt bad for Hagrid and Madame Maxime, but he knew how easily Hagrid could get emotional over things, and didn't want him to, at least not this visit.
`Grawpy's doin' alright'. The Centaurs are still causin' troubles, but I got'em in a good spot right now. I'm settin' up his Christmas Tree next week, yer welcome ta join me if yeh'd like' he invited cheerfully.
`Sorry Hagrid, we have a project for Professor Terrwynebas to do, and need the time' Harry replied. Hagrid nodded solemnly, but he was looking down again.
`Do you know Professor Terrwynebas Hagrid? You seemed pretty chummy with him at the beginning of the year' Hermione said.
`Topher? Yeh I know `em. He's a good lad. Both parents dead, and livin' by himself by eighteen. Dumbledore, good man, gave him the position. He's good at defence against the dark arts' Hagrid explained. Hermione asked how he knew, and Hagrid seemed to lighten a bit, moving away from the more depressing topics.
`Met `em last year, when Dumbledore had his meetin' with him. Found out his father, Torrin, was killed by them dirty rottin' Death Eaters just after You Know Who came back. He ended up livin' on his own fer a while, but Dumbledore watched'em. He came early in the summer an' helped me rebuild my hut, while I showed `em around the castle. He's a good lad, and mighty good at defence. His father was an Auror Trainer.'
`An Auror Trainer? Do they exist?' Harry asked disbelievingly.
`Well, yeh gotta have trainers now don't yeh! `Course he was, one o' the best Dumbledore told me. He was retired o'course, but he taught Topher a lot. After loos'n his wife, he wanted Topher ter be ready for anythin'. That's why he home school'd `em. Didn' want ter take any chances.'
`Wow, I never knew' Hermione whispered. Hagrid got up, and made his way to the stove, and put a kettle on.
`Yeah, well, don't be tellin' him I told yeh that. I heard from Dumbledore mostly, and a little from himself. He's very quiet `bout it all, `specially wit' that friend of his' Hagrid said while looking over the stove.
`What friend?' Harry asked. Hagrid looked down at the kettle, then started shaking his head.
`I shouldn'a said that. Never you mind `bout that' he instructed, upset at himself for letting out that information.
Although Harry wanted to know more about this friend, he knew not to push it. Hagrid was already in a worried state about all the happenings, and with the prospect of Hogwarts closing due to lack of students. Harry and Hermione stayed with Hagrid for a while, but had to get back to the castle to do more research.
As they bid farewell to Hagrid, they started their way back up to the castle. It was snowing now, and the sun had set already, giving the entire scene a wonderful blue hue. The snow, the castle, the sky; all of it was draped in ever darkening shades of sapphire. Hermione was walking in front of Harry, and even in the cold of the evening, he could still place the scent of her hair in the crisp night air.
`I'm famished. I swear, once I get to the castle, I'm going directly to the Great Hall' Hermione commented as she made her way up the snowy path, her feet crunching all the while.
`I think Ron must be coming off on you' Harry chuckled. Hermione stopped and turned in the path. She smiled sweetly at him, her hand quietly picking up some snow. Harry knew what was coming.
In a flash, both of them were pelting snow balls at each other, laughing all the while. The battle was in full swing, and Harry found himself cheerfully smiling as snow balls whipped by him, while he darted off the path and into the snowy embankments.
Harry was good at dodging Hermione's poorly aimed snow balls, and soon Hermione was running to the castle as fast as her feet would take her, Harry following quickly, throwing the odd snow ball at her back. Harry laughed when one would find its mark, as she would scream and try to run faster.
Soon after she entered the Entrance Chamber, Harry ran in behind her, and to his surprise, found the hall empty. Wondering, he turned around, only to get a snow ball square in the face. Hearing a girlish laugh, he wiped the snow off his face, and found Hermione standing in the doorway in a fit of laughter, propping herself up against the doorframe. Harry slowly walked over, and she put her hand up, trying to stop and catch her breath so she could speak.
`Truce?' she gasped, as she slowly came back to normal breathing, and stood up without the aid of the doorframe. She put her hand out to shake, and Harry took it, smirking all the while, knowing what lie in his left hand. They let go, and just as Hermione turned to close the doors, Harry took the small melting piece of ice he was hiding, and slipped it down the back of her shirt.
It was Harry's turn to laugh now, as she erupted into shivers, and gave off a high pitched, but soft cry, as the ice slowly made it down her back. Her arms immediately shot upwards to her shoulders, and she slowly turned around, her face shocked and appalled at Harry's action.
`Harry! That's ice cold!' she seethed as she gave another shiver. Harry still was laughing.
`Way to point out the obvious professor' he chuckled, receiving a slap on the shoulder.
`I'm going to get back at you Harry Potter' she threatened. Harry's laughter subsided, and he offered his arm. She shook herself for a moment, gave a relaxed smile, and accepting his arm, the two making their way to the Great Hall.
Many of their fellow sixth and seventh years were talking about the defence project as they ate. Neville and Ginny were talking to each other about practice times, while Ron mentioned he and Luna had already ruled out some possibilities for their combined magic.
`Well, it's not our patronus', or disarming. We spent a while just going over some different spells, and some combined, but nothing really big happened' he commented.
`Were you able to contain yourself while working?' Hermione asked.
`Once we started working, she turned out alright. She stopped all that "crumpled this" and "girfneimer that." She's actually pretty likable once she relaxes a little' he said, getting back to his chicken pie. Ginny whispered something to Hermione, and the two shared a small fit of giggles.
`What?' Ron asked.
`Do you have a thing for Luna?' she asked, breaking into giggles again. Ron's cheeks turned rosy, and her giggles increased, and spread to Hermione as well.
`Would you two keep it down!' Ron whispered loudly. Ginny put her hand to her mouth, and muffled her laughs. It took a bit of effort.
`Since when?' Hermione asked, her laughs able to stop before Ginny's.
`I don't know, just the last few months. Just don't be going and telling her' Ron requested. Ginny broke into another fit of giggles again, her face growing redder by the second from the constant laughing. `What?' Ron said, beginning to get upset.
`Ronny and Loony, sittin' in a tree' she started, however not getting any farther from her and Hermione bursting into laughter again. It took Harry a lot of effort not to laugh as well, but he was luckily able to keep it to a smile. Ron of course, was not pleased.
For what must have been the first time in his life, Ron left his plate, which still had food on it, and left without looking back. Ginny's face fell as he got up, and she tried to tell him it was just joke, but Ron was concentrated too much in getting away from them to hear. Harry decided to try and go help, telling Hermione he would meet up with her later. Harry walked quickly out, and found Ron walking towards Gryffindor Tower.
`Hey Ron, relax. They were just joking' Harry assured as he got to his side.
`I know Harry. Ginny just reacted like Fred and George would. I just wish once they wouldn't laugh at me' he said quietly, slowing his pace as they started down an empty passage.
`They don't laugh at you Ron. Ginny . . . well, you are right, she has spent too much time around Fred and George, but she's just kidding when she does things like that. I think it's great you like Luna' Harry voiced. He was, of course, glad for Ron in more than one way. Now that he admitted he liked someone else, this meant he was over Hermione. At least Harry hoped that's what it meant.
`Well, thanks Harry. I mean, Luna is a weird one, but I like that about her. A lot of these girls, they're all the same. Hermione is different, but we didn't work out, which is fine. With Luna, she is different, and I just don't mean with the-` he turned his index fingers around the side of his head, making a crazy-like pose. `She's changed a lot since fifth year.'
By this time, the two were walking up to the seventh floor, and to the Fat Lady. Ron gave the password, and the two entered the empty common room. Everyone was eating supper, so it was not surprising to find it empty.
Once they sat down, Ron gave a sigh, and looked at the fire with a sullen expression. Harry looked out the window, watching the white flakes of snow gather on the windowsill.
`Do you think it's ever going to end?' Ron asked.
`What?'
`This war. Lavender left yesterday after those attacks near her family's house, and even Seamus is talking about leaving. He said there are less attacks in Ireland, so he might be better to go there. I just get worried about Mum and Dad. Everyone knows we're blood traitors, and you know as much as I do, that some Death Eaters would love to sack home.' The picture from Harry's dream of the Dark Mark floated into his mind again, but he pushed it out quickly.
`It'll be over soon Ron. Don't worry about your folks, they'll be fine. Your mum could take on five Death Eaters, and would still have time to yell at them to tuck in their shirts' he said, receiving a smile from Ron. Harry looked over to the door, wondering when Hermione and Ginny would be getting here. Ron looked at Harry, then the door.
`So how was the visit with Hagrid?' he asked, breaking the quietness.
`It was alright. Madame Maxime was there visiting, but she left. Hagrid's doing alright though. Found out Topher's father was an Auror Trainer.'
`They have those?' Ron asked, Harry grinned.
`Yeah. I think I might ask Topher about it' Harry answered, looking back at the door. Ron smiled, as he looked at Harry, and how he was drumming his fingers on the couch without noticing.
`Do you like her mate?' he asked. Harry was still looking at the doorway, and snapped his head over when he realized Ron said something.
`Sorry, what?' said Harry. Ron chuckled.
`Do you like her?' he asked again. Harry's hand began to drum faster.
`Who?'
`Professor Trelawney. Who do you think! Hermione.' Harry took his drumming hand and clasped it in his other, to dampen it. It didn't work that well, and he found his hands sweating, knowing full well that Ron was looking right at him.
`I don't know' Harry answered. He didn't know how Ron would react, and didn't want to start a fight. Ron smiled again, and looked at Harry thoughtfully.
`Look mate, it's fine if you do. I think it'd be great if you did. I still like Hermione, but she's a friend. I won't hate you if you like her' he said wisely. Harry lowered his head and allowed a sigh out. He was extremely glad Ron understood the situation. He had to admit, he was also surprised by his comments, but they were men now, so being childish about problems didn't occur as much now.
`I do like her Ron, more than anyone else. I'm sorry' Harry expressed quietly.
`Sorry for what?' Ron asked oddly.
`About Ginny. I said I broke up with her so she'd be safe, and now I have a thing for another girl.'
`Ginny's fine Harry. Besides, I think she has a thing for a guy' Ron added.
`Who?'
`Heck if I know. She just said some guy she's friends with' he explained. Silence again filled the common room, and Harry looked up from the carpet.
`So what should I do?' Harry asked. He honestly didn't know. He liked Hermione, but didn't want to have Ginny mad at him.
`You like her right?' he asked again. Harry nodded, and he continued. `Then go for it mate. If you're worried about Ginny, then just talk to her. For me, you and Hermione deserve each other' he approved. Harry was smiling at his comments, on a cloud knowing Ron was alright with him liking Hermione.
`Thanks Ron' he said. Ron extended his hand, and the two shook on it. Just then, the portrait hole opened up, and Hermione and Ginny entered.
`About time' Ron said to the two of them, standing up. Ginny walked across the room quickly and whispered something into Ron's ear. The height difference required Ginny to stand on her tip-toes, but she got her message through. Ron's expression turned stone cold and pale, and he looked at Hermione, then Ginny again.
`Oh no' he whimpered, sidestepping Ginny, and running out of the common room frantically. Ginny burst into laughter, as did Hermione as the portrait closed. Ginny turned and saw Harry's perplexed look.
`I told him Hermione and I talked to Luna, and we "accidentally" let it slip that he liked her' she said, laughing again.
`You never even talked to Luna, did you?' Harry asked sarcastically. Ginny continued to laugh, and shook her head. `You guys are evil' Harry added, laughing himself. He could imagine Ron trying desperately to explain to Luna the situation. For once he would sound weirder than her. Ginny took a seat on one of the couches sighing, and Hermione went upstairs to the girl's dormitory.
`She asked if she could look at one of my spell books for something. She told me Professor Terrwynebas asked you to start up the DA again.'
`Yeah, I don't know, it's an idea. They don't even know who's coming back after Christmas' Harry explained, taking a seat next to Ginny on the couch.
`If you're teaching dueling, more people will return than you think. Trust me.' Harry smiled as his mind returned to Hermione, and he began twiddling his thumbs again. Ginny looked closely at Harry, then glanced up at the dormitory.
`Just ask her out Harry. She likes you' Ginny said out of the blue. Harry, shocked, looked at Ginny.
`Gin, we broke up-`
`We broke up because we wanted to. We're friends now Harry, and if you start going out with Hermione, believe me, I'll be very happy' she maintained. Harry sighed.
`Am I that obvious? Both you and Ron knew.'
`She's not sure about you liking her, but trust me, she likes you Harry. She has for years.' Harry couldn't believe what Ginny was saying, but had no time to digest it. The door opened, and Hermione came back down the stairs.
`Thanks Ginny. Should we get going Harry?' she asked, her face bathed in the amber light from the fire, flickering on her cheeks and intensifying the ripples in her hair. Harry couldn't help but stare at her, knowing that she liked him. She actually liked him. Harry had been wondering about it for a few weeks, and now he knew the truth. He nodded, and in the process of standing up, felt his knees shake. Ginny gave him a smile, and Harry and Hermione left Gryffindor Tower.
*
`Simula Protego!' Ron and Luna yelled together while standing back to back in the last defence class before Christmas. A blue transparent sphere enveloped the two of them, and Topher motioned some in the class to try throwing jinxes and spells at the two. Every spell bounced back from the orb, and Topher clapped, along with most of the class, at their combined magic.
`Excellent! A combined Shielding Charm. Very effective. I wouldn't be surprised if it could diffuse an Unforgivable Curse or two. Good job to both of you' Topher cheered. Ron and Luna moved to the side, and gave each other a hug in happiness.
Ron had, the night Ginny tricked him, made an utter fool of himself in front of Luna, but they started dating. Harry still hadn't come up with the nerve to tell Hermione the truth, but he was becoming edgy with it all. The time they spent working on their combined magic made Harry feel great, and when they would connect physically, by either accident or intentional, shivers would run up his spine and through his chest, making his heart thunder.
`Alright. Ginny and Neville are next. Please take your place, and good luck' Topher encouraged. The two took their spots, smiled at each other as they turned, and stood back to back. Both raised their wands, and tapped their feet.
`Simula Aflatus!' they yelled together. Every person in the room, except Ginny and Neville, were thrown back to the walls of the classroom. People hit the walls, and easily slid down to the ground. Topher made the walls rubberized for the day's class, knowing some spells would cause people to hit them. Once he stood up, everyone again was clapping, Ginny and Neville taking a bow.
`A combined Blasting Curse. Different, but it definitely worked well. Good job. Now, Harry and Hermione' he said, looking over at Harry and smiling.
The two walked to the middle of the room, and Hermione gave him a warm smile, making his heart momentarily melt. They stood back to back, and Harry could feel Hermione's hair grazing his neck like a tiny river of silk. He put up his wand, and could feel Hermione doing the same.
`When you're ready' Topher relayed. Harry nodded, and raised his wand above his head like they practiced. It took them a few days, but they ended up finding a spell that combined excellently. Harry put in his mind, the memory of him and Hermione hugging, and took a deep breath.
`Simula Expecto Patronum!' they both yelled. A blinding white light connected between their wands, and created a sphere around the two of them, radiating outwards in pulses, filling the entire room in an alabaster radiance. Everyone had to cover their eyes, and many fell over in the process.
While the ivory orb encompassed the two of them, Harry felt Hermione's hand reach into his own, and grip it tightly. Harry squeezed back, and he could see the sphere intensify in its brilliance. He lowered his wand, and broke the connection. The white shield died out, and the room returned to normal.
Students in the room stood, and looked awestruck at both Harry and Hermione. Topher stood, helping Theodore Nott to his feet, and walked to the two Heads.
`That was amazing you two! I've read of Patronus Sphere's before, they are quite rare. Very well done! Everyone' Topher announced, turning to the class, `excellent job here! Homework for the holidays: none! Work on your spells and defenses, and I will see you all in the New Year. If you have any questions, feel free to owl me here, or come talk to me.' The class, happy for hearing no homework, exited the classroom joyfully. Many of the students said goodbye to Topher, and wished him a good Christmas. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny waited behind.
`Bloody hell! That was . . . wow!' Ron expounded, giving Harry a clap on the shoulder. Ginny came up and smiled at Harry and Hermione. Harry looked down, and found his chest tremble, seeing he was still holding onto Hermione's hand. Even a small thing like that caused him to feel like jelly.
Once Topher said goodbye to the last student, he turned and put his hands together. `Harry, Hermione, that was an amazing piece of magic. Very well done, all of you. Now, have you decided about running your dueling club Harry?'
`I'll do it. Everyone needs the practice' Harry answered. He knew if the fight was coming to Hogwarts, students would need to know how to duel. If it had to be him to teach them, so be it.
`That's great Harry, really. Thank you very much. I'll be announcing it at tonight's dinner, so students know before leaving on the train tomorrow. Are you staying at Hogwarts or going somewhere for the break?'
`I'm staying here.'
`I will be as well. If you don't mind, could I talk to Harry alone' he asked the others. Everyone left the cold classroom, and Harry took his seat in front of Topher's desk.
`Harry, would you like to accompany me on a trip this Sunday? I have a tradition I do every year, since my father passed away, on December 21st, and I would like for you to come' Topher requested, sitting down in his chair and looking out at the snow falling outside the windows.
`Where do you go?' Harry asked.
`To my parents' graves. I go and visit them every winter solstice. There is something there I think you would be interested in seeing' he explained.
`I can go with you, sure.' They agreed on a time and place to meet, and Harry left for lunch.
*
The morning of the 21st, Harry woke to find a clear blue sky. He was meeting Topher just after lunch, and planned on making a trip to Hogsmede that morning to get Christmas gifts. Hermione, Ron, and Luna were going as well, and they planned on keeping their shopping as brief as possible.
They all met in the Entrance Hall, and left together. Harry and Hermione received permission from Professor McGonagall to allow them to go, provided they had two Aurors with them. At first they were upset with this predicament, but when they reached the gates of the school, they were happy to see some familiar faces.
`Tonks! Baldric!' Harry exclaimed to the two Aurors. Tonks was wrapped up in a warm looking winter cape, while Baldric wore a simple black cloak. Tonks light pink hair clashed violently with the dark blue shade of her cape.
`Wotcher Harry' Tonks replied, motioning the students to walk ahead.
`I didn't know you were an Auror' Harry commented to Baldric, whose hazel eyes continually searched the area around them.
`Magical Law Enforcement had me crash trained in basic Auror practices. I'm not an Auror exactly, but I'll suffice for now' he explained. They walked to Hogsmede easily, and started their shopping.
Hermione and Luna went with Tonks, while Harry and Ron went with Baldric. It took the guys a few hours, but they were able to get all their gifts within reasonable time, save one.
Harry couldn't find a gift for Hermione. He wanted to give her something to show his feelings, but couldn't find a suitable gift. Ron suggested some ideas, but Harry doubted a silver quill would show his love, or perfume like Ron gave her the year before. It was when they entered Stone Sapphire Jewelry Shop that Harry figured he found his store.
`This is perfect. I have to find something here' Harry exclaimed as they entered the small shop, the bell above the door chiming.
Thousands of trinkets and flashy items stood in display cases, all crammed next to each other, making the tiny shop look even smaller. A short, elderly man with tiny spectacles and wispy white hair walked through a small passageway in between two display cases, and approached the men.
`Hello there gentlemen. Are you looking for a gift for a loved one? If so, search no further!' he said jovially. Harry began looking, but found the items either too small, too big, or too much of something else to be perfect. He started looking over a display, when the shopkeeper looked closely at Harry.
`Oh, I remember when I sold that' he said, motioning to his locket. Harry reached at it, and like many times before, shined the exterior of it with his fingers.
`You do?'
`Why yes young sir. Nice chap, bought it for his love. How did you come by it?' the man asked, rubbing his bushy white mustache.
`It was my father's' Harry responded.
`I see. Well, are you looking for that special gift for someone?' the old man asked. Harry nodded, and the scruffy man moved closer. `I think I know just the thing you're looking for.'
The gift Harry was shown was perfect, and he bought it right away. He didn't have to worry about hiding it, and it made the ideal thing to get for Hermione, especially in these circumstances.
They met up with the women, their gifts in tow, and they headed back to the castle. Harry couldn't help but smile at Hermione, knowing the gift he would be giving to her.
Once they entered the castle, they put their items away carefully, and had lunch, Harry leaving early to meet Professor Terrwynebas just outside his classroom. Topher was set with his black winter cloak, and the two of them made their way out of the grounds.
`Now Harry, nothing should happen, but if it does, Apparate away as fast as possible. Come back to Hogsmede. Alright?' he asked. Harry nodded, and the two exited the grounds.
`OK Harry, take my arm. We won't be gone long, but I don't know, you may wish to stay longer than I. In any case; one, two, three!' With a turn, Harry felt the siphoning envelope his body, and as soon as it started, the tube like feeling left, and Harry's feet hit snow covered ground.
The snow was only a few inches thick here, so it wasn't too hard to walk around, compared to the several feet of snow at Hogwarts. Harry looked around, and found himself in a wooded area, which stood next to an empty field. It looked familiar to him.
`Where are we?' Harry asked to Topher, who was now walking down a small path in the woods, moving to a clearing ahead.
`We're just outside North Nibley, near Bristol' he answered, continuing forwards, moving the odd branch out of the way.
North Nibley . . . Harry remembered that name from somewhere. It was not until they came into a clearing in the woods that he noticed a familiar looking road running parallel to the path.
`We're near Godric's Hollow!' Harry proclaimed. Topher stood at the beginning of the clearing, and smiled at Harry.
`Yes we are. My parents are buried here, in this graveyard' he explained, motioning to the area in front of the two, which Harry now saw was littered with simple tombstones. Some rose taller than others, but most stood one or two feet, and were made of black or charcoal coloured stone and granite.
Topher moved around the edge, and walked along until turning, and stepping three steps in, standing in front of two stones. Harry stood farther back, and watched Topher flick his wand, and place a white trillium on each of the graves. He stayed knelling, and cleared the names off the tops.
`Harry, you can come closer' he said quietly. Harry slowly made his way over, his feet crunching on the snow and dead leaves that lay below, and he read the tombstones Topher just cleared.
Torrin Terrwynebas
1942 - 1995
Beloved Father, and Teacher
Eleanor Terrwynebas (Potter)
1948 - 1981
Mother, Wife, and Friend
`Potter?' Harry whispered. He looked to Topher, who was nodding as he stood up. `But that means-`
Topher put up his hand, walked over to another set of tombstones, and wiped the snow off the top again. Harry stood dumbfounded, and Topher encouraged him over. He and Topher couldn't be related, could they?
Harry slowly made his way, and Topher pointed to the tombstones he just wiped. Harry leaned in to read the inscriptions, and his eyes grew wide in astonishment.
James Potter
1958 - 1981
Marauder Forever, and Everlasting Friend
Lily Potter (Evans)
1958 - 1981
Eternally Missed, Mother and Friend
Harry stared at the stones, unable to comprehend where he was, or what he was looking at. For the longest time he could remember, he wanted to visit his parents' graves. With so much happening in the last few months, he forgot of his request to Lupin to see his them. Topher brought Harry back with a calmly placed hand on his shoulder.
`I thought you'd like to see them' he expressed somberly. Harry looked back at him, and gave a thankful smile, as tears welled up in his eyes, while his hands continued to lay on his parents headstones.
Harry felt closer to them now than any other time he could remember. The quietness of the area only increased the peacefulness Harry was feeling, as he slowly lowered himself, and kneeled down on the cold ground in between the two graves. Topher, very quietly, walked away and gave Harry and his parents some time.
`Mom, Dad. I can't believe I've found you' Harry began, talking quietly to the ground. `There's so much I want to say . . . but I don't have the weeks to say them. I just want to let you know . . . I'm alright. School's going well, I've some great friends' he breathed. He could feel the warm tears falling down his cold cheeks, and he lowered his head, and gave a small laugh. `I'm- I'm in love too Mom and Dad. She's great, and I know you'd like her. I have my Christmas gift for her, and Dad, I'll try and make you proud.' Another wave of tears came, and Harry placed his hands on their headstones again.
Somehow, Harry felt his parents were there with him in some respect; that they were always around him, encouraging him and watching out for him. Harry looked at their grave stones, and felt humbled by being there, in the cold forest, his legs freezing from laying on the ground.
Harry saw a shadow reappear, and looked up to see Topher coming back slowly.
`I'm sorry Harry, but we need to get back.' Harry looked back at the stones, and nodded, slowly getting to his feet, and taking a step back.
Topher, seeing the look in Harry's eyes, conjured two white lilies, and gave them to Harry. He placed each on the stones, and kissed them into place. Harry led the way, and slowly walked back and onto the path. They walked quietly, until Harry finally asked the question he was going to ask earlier.
`On your mother's stone, it said "Potter". Does that mean-?'
`Yes Harry, we're related. My mother's maiden name was Potter, though she was only one of your father's cousins. That would make me a second cousin of yours I believe.'
`So we're family?' Harry asked. Topher stopped where they first Apparated, and smiled.
`In a sense. I thought you'd like to see your parents, and hear that, even distantly, you still have some living family' he maintained. Harry looked back up the path, and back to Topher.
`Thanks Topher. For everything, really' Harry said. Topher smiled, and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder.
`Merry Christmas Harry.'
`Merry Christmas.'
*
On Christmas Eve, Harry felt like he was walking on needles. He woke up on the day knowing what he would be doing that night. He couldn't believe it already arrived. He was worried if his plan wouldn't work, and would just cause massive destruction; but having Ron and Ginny express their hopes for Harry, he felt confident things would work alright. Of course, by the way he acted, it was clear he was scared beyond belief.
At breakfast, he was already sitting down at the table when Hermione came in. Wearing some simple muggle clothes, Harry literally fell off his chair. He couldn't believe how wonderful she looked, and internally hated that she had to look so perfect on this day. He knew it would make things harder on him later that night.
`Oh my, Harry, are you alright?' she asked, reaching over, and helping Harry. He accepted her hand, and immediately felt his palms sweating. She gave a tug, and he stood up, running into the table in the process, causing some of the dishes to buckle on the table.
`I'm fine, I'm fine. I . . . um, I have to go and um . . .'
`Help me with a gift' Ron finished. Harry gave Ron a grateful look, and the two left the Great Hall, which was filled by a few dozen students who stayed at Hogwarts. Once they walked out of the Hall, they made their way to the East Tower.
`Harry mate, you're a mess. You need to relax' he advised. Harry laughed harshly.
`Relax! It's impossible, you saw how she looked' he stated.
`Look, just be yourself Harry. It's just Hermione.'
`It's not "just Hermione"' Harry commented, as they entered the common room. Harry threw himself into his seat, and Ron took his normal one from the desk. Harry gave a sigh, and allowed his body to go limp in an effort to relax.
`This is going to be a long day' said Harry to the fire, rubbing his forehead.
As the day moved on, Harry continually found himself around Hermione. He, Hermione, Ron, Luna, and Ginny all walked around the grounds, and met up with Hagrid, who was wrapping Grawp's gift. Hagrid was going to show them it, however Harry protested when he heard the "gift" growl.
Once they finished, all of them returned to the East Tower common room, were Harry and Hermione invited other upper year students for a get together for Christmas.
The party, though it was a quiet event, went smoothly, and soon everyone was leaving for supper. Harry and Hermione stayed late, and cleaned up, and just as Hermione was leaving, Harry leaned against the desk and sighed.
`Harry, aren't you coming for supper?' she asked.
`I'll be down in a minute' he answered shakily. She hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and left. Harry walked up to his dormitory, and stood in front of the mirror, trying to encourage himself.
Come on Potter! You love her, and she loves you! Do it after supper! He took his mother's locket, and once more shined it with his hand. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and made his way to the Great Hall.
Once supper was done, Hermione asked if Ron and Luna would be joining them in the Tower, however Ron said they had to go somewhere. Ginny was meeting up with someone in the Gryffindor common room, and Harry was left to walk with Hermione back to the common room. As Ron walked away with Luna, he gave Harry a thumbs up, and Harry felt his anxiety increase tenfold. While they walked to the East Tower, Harry rather clumsily, Hermione took notice of his nervousness, and tried to calm him down.
`Harry, are you alright? You've been really nervous looking lately. Is it about the Horcruxes or Voldemort?' she asked, placing her hand on Harry's forearm. The act, being so simple, made Harry feel a massive rush of emotion and shivers in his chest.
`Let's go for a walk' Harry stated suddenly with confidence.
`Alright, to where? The Kitchens, Gryffindor Tower?'
`No, outside, around the lake' Harry suggested. Hermione looked at him for a moment, but nodded. They got their cloaks from the common room, and walked outside onto the dark grounds.
The lights from the castle allowed them to barely see a path carved in the snow that led to the lake. They walked quietly, and as they moved father away from the castle, they became more dependant on the moon and starlight to guide them. Soon enough, after a few minutes of walking, their breaths the only sound breaking the complete silence, they arrived at the edge of the lake. It was hard to tell where the edge was, since it was covered in ice, but they knew they were close. They looked around, and cleared off the surface of a sizable rock, and sat down next to each other. Both just looked around at their surroundings.
The scene was entirely still. The dark hills and mountains that covered the horizon blending into the dark night sky, while snow and ice coloured the landscape indigo. Looking back, the windows of Hogwarts contrasted warm yellow against the dark blue that coloured the castle stones. Looking up at the sky, the stars shown brightly in the cold winter air; the Milky Way streaking across the vast expanse like a shimmering river running through a dark and empty gorge. Harry breathed in the cool winter air, the scent of honeysuckle once more making its presences felt, and looked high into the night sky.
`Remus is transformed' he spoke quietly, the full moon radiating brightly against the darkness. Harry looked at Hermione, and found she was shivering.
`Are you alright?' he asked worriedly. She shivered again, and Harry wrapped his arms around her, and she gladly accepted, moving over and sitting on Harry's lap. She placed her head against Harry's chest, and he looked down at Hermione.
Her hands were shivering, as was most of her body. Her hair, though cold, still gave off a vibrant smell of honeysuckle, and Harry, trying to get her warm, held her tightly. She placed her hands against Harry's chest, and she nestled herself right in. Harry, even though cold himself, felt his insides becoming warmer by the second.
`Do you want to go back to the castle?' Harry asked quietly, looking down at Hermione. She looked up at him, and Harry became lost in the sight.
They were both very close to each other. Harry's eyes fell right on hers, and he found he couldn't look anywhere else. Even in the darkness, her eyes held an unbelievable amount of emotion and warmth. Her face was perfect to Harry, in the most absolute way he could imagine. Her cheeks, rounded and tinged red from the cold, her nose, the softest and cutest Harry ever dreamed; her smile, and the wonderful dimples that only came out when she smiled, and her simple yet completing chin. It all manifested into the girl that Harry gazed at in front of him.
Harry felt his chest melt, feeling Hermione so close and seeing the expression in her face, and her eyes. He smiled pleasantly at her, and she gave a cozy smile in response, continuing to gaze at Harry.
`I'm happy where I am thank you' she expressed sweetly. Harry felt his fingers, along with all his other body parts tingle with her response, and her gaze. Harry gave her a gentle squeeze, and she pressed against Harry's chest, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply. Harry closed his eyes as well, and rubbed Hermione's back with his hand. He could barely feel his feet, so he knew they had to return to the castle. He never wanted to leave this rock, but he didn't want to freeze to it either.
`Com'on' Harry said softly. Hermione rubbed her head into Harry's shoulder, eyes still closed, and nodded slowly. She sat up, and slid off Harry. Harry stood up and the two slowly made their way back to the castle in silence again, this time walking arm in arm.
Every once in a while, Harry would glance at Hermione, and smile at the calm and simple expression on her face. It felt so wonderful to Harry to have Hermione on his arm, walking along quietly with no worries.
Once they entered the common room, they both discarded their cloaks, and changed into some more comfortable clothing. Harry donned a simple pair of blue pants and a green sweater, while Hermione wore a dark red knit sweater, which hugged to her amazingly in Harry's mind, and a pair of brown pants.
A tradition for the Heads, as they were told by Evander, was to decorate the Christmas Tree on the night of Christmas Eve. Harry never really decorated a tree, and was eager to do it, especially with Hermione. A six foot pine stood to the side of the fireplace, and once they found some objects to transfigure into ornaments, they began to hang them.
As they levitated them into place, Harry continually found himself staring at Hermione, watching the twinkling and glow from the ornaments and fire dancing playfully across her face. Hermione caught his eye sometimes, and gave a laugh when an ornament he was hanging would fall on his head.
They finished the tree eventually, and both put their gifts underneath, as was the custom. As Harry placed his last gift under, the two of them sitting in front of the tree on the carpet next to the fireplace, he felt it was the perfect time, and he could feel his hands and feet trembling with anticipation.
`Hermione, how would you feel if we exchanged gifts now?' he asked, trying hard to keep the shakiness out of his voice. Hermione placed her last gift under the tree, and looked to Harry, tilting her head cutely in mock thinking, and giving a cheerful smile.
`Alright, but you have to open mine first!' she expounded. Harry nodded grinning, and Hermione bolted up to her room for Harry's gift. Harry stayed in his place, and waited, mentally encouraging himself. She returned less than a minute later, looking down at Harry with a curious look, while holding a small wrapped box.
`You were fast' she noted. Harry gave a shrug, and Hermione sat back down in front of Harry, closer this time than before, and placed the small box in front of him.
`Now it isn't the greatest gift, but I thought you would like it' she confessed. Harry slowly unwrapped the box, and opened it.
Inside, under a few layers of tissue paper, there was a clay-like bowl, smooth on the inside, and carved on the outside with runes and symbols that marked the perimeter.
`A Pensieve?' Harry stated. Hermione nodded, and she moved the now empty box away and moved closer to Harry. He could feel his body radiate in shivers as she came closer.
`I made it. It took a little research, mostly from one of Dumbledore's books, because you can't make Pensieves out of anything, and they have to be certain dimensions. But I thought, with all the thoughts in your head, you might do well to have somewhere to, say, clean the cupboard' she exclaimed. Harry examined the small Pensieve, which was about the size of a small soul bowl, and looked at the inscriptions.
`What does it say?'
`Around the rim, it says "Herein Lie Memories and Thoughts for None to See", and on the lower circle, it says "To Harry Love Hermione". My name' she pointed out a set of Rune markings, `I found was quite difficult to translate.' Harry looked at the bowl carefully, Hermione watching him closely for his reaction, and he grinned in happiness.
`Wow, I mean, this is amazing Hermione. Thank you so much.' She beamed at him heartily, and the both leaned in and gave each other a hug. They held on for a few moments, and let go, looking back at each other, still smiling.
`For your gift, I need you to close your eyes' Harry instructed.
`As long as your gift isn't slimy, and moves' Hermione warned, closing her eyes and grinning. Harry got up, and moved around behind Hermione, next to the tree.
`Harry where are you going?' Hermione asked, eyes still shut. Harry shushed her, and making sure she wasn't looking, reached around the back of his neck, and took off his mother's locket. He opened it, reread the inscription, and draped the necklace around her neck. He felt her quiver as his hand and the metal touched her skin. She opened her eyes, and looked down just as Harry closed the clasp.
`Oh Harry' she whispered, looking at the silver disk, and glancing over her shoulder at Harry, who was smiling intensely.
`Open it' Harry said. Hermione, looking down at the locket again, turned it in front of her face, and opened it. Although it was close to her eyes, she could easily make out the inscription. Harry smiled again as Hermione gave a sniff, and her eyes began to tear as she read the tiny inscription.
To my
dearest Hermione
All my love
Harry
Harry had the Jeweler re-inscribe the locket. He knew full well why his father got it for his mother, and felt it was more than fitting to give to Hermione twenty years to the day James gave it to Lily.
Harry gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and a few tears broke free, and ran down her smooth cheeks. Harry gave a squeeze to her shoulders, and she sniffled again. He slowly shuffled his way around, and made it so he was facing Hermione. She was still holding the locket, and cried more as she looked into Harry's eyes. Harry thought she looked absolutely beautiful. He took a deep breath, and plunged forward, letting his thoughts pour out through is mouth.
`Hermione, I've known you for so long, and I never want to loose you. When I've fallen, you picked me up; when I thought of turning away, you pushed me forward. You've always been there for me, even when I didn't deserve it. I know we have a tough time ahead, and I can't go on without telling you how much you mean to me' Harry expressed warmly. He couldn't help as more tears spilled from Hermione's eyes, tears forming in his eyes at his own words.
`You mean so much to me Hermione, you always have. There isn't a day that passes that I'm not grateful for me and Ron saving you from that Troll in first year. I can't imagine my world without you, and the truth is' he took a hiccupped breath, as tears streamed down his face, `I love you Hermione.'
Hermione stopped sniffling, and looked directly into Harry's eyes. Harry found himself lost in a sea of chestnut, bronze, and chocolate. He felt her eyes penetrating more than just his exterior, but his soul and his mind. Her features in the waning firelight were, to Harry, beyond description.
As they looked at each other, they slowly inched closer. Harry's body was so far from tingling, feeling on the brink of electrocution. As Harry felt Hermione's breath on his face, it send a tremor down his spine, right to his toes. Harry closed his eyes slowly, and plummeted forward the seemingly vast space, and their lips connected softly.
At that moment, Harry's mind became nothing; lost to all other things going on in the universe except this kiss, as his stomach performed summersaults. Hermione's lips, though tinged with salt from her tears, were exactly as Harry imagined; amazing in their fullness, softness, and every other aspect, with a hint of strawberries.
Harry wasted no time, and wrapped his arms around Hermione tightly, and she pressed into him, forcefully pushing her arms around to his back. Harry dared to deepen their kiss, and Hermione obliged passionately, returning with as much fire into it as Harry was putting in. As they began to caress each others backs, and Harry began running his hands through her hair, their passion began to burn like a wildfire.
Allowing the world outside themselves to come back into their minds, they both began to slow their kiss; winding it down at an infinitely slow pace, letting it gradually turn into a kiss of love and softness. Harry never wanted the moment to end, but to instead live in it forever. As they slowed even further, time itself felt like it was standing still, the sound of the fireplace moving slower, and the firelight no longer flickering. They gradually parted, both keeping their eyes closed; only to open them a moment later, allowing the silence to fill the room.
The smell of honeysuckle engulfed Harry's senses to the point were he could no longer remember the smell of anything else. Hermione's body was pushed so firmly against his own; he could feel all her curves, her warmth, even her heart beat, which soothed him beyond comprehension. He looked at her, and in her eyes, found affection and desire so immense, he couldn't help but beam at her. Hermione herself gave a small laugh, and looked deep into Harry's eyes, tears again starting to form.
`I love you too Harry.' And with that, they then shared their second kiss, sitting on the rug in front of the Christmas tree, draped in the glow emanating from the hearth.
Meanwhile outside the common room, Evander the Enlightened, who had been watching the corridor quietly, smiled in his portrait.
A/N - THERE YOU GO! It took 17 chapters, but H/Hr is now here! Review folks, please! Was it worth the wait? Did you like how I did it? REVIEW!
Spell / Name Meanings:
Letifer Lightning - L. letifer: deadly, mortal (Letifer Lightning = Deadly Lightning)
Torrin - Irish Gaelic. torin: chief
Simula - L. simul: together
Aflatus - L. a-: away, flatus: blast (Aflatus = blast away)
Eleanor - Just picked a name really
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