Bond of the Spirits by don-bski

Rating: R
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 7
Published: 22/03/2013
Last Updated: 23/03/2013
Status: Completed

The main characters endure a lot of pain and hardship in the HP novels. In this story, following
the battle of Hogwarts, good things begin to happen. While this story is inconsistent with what JKR
wrote in the epilogue of book seven, it considers other magical possibilities that might have
occurred. This is primarily a falling on love story that draws on the commitment Harry and Hermione
have to each other in the novels.




1. Beginning Again
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**Chapter 1: Beginning Again**

For Harry, Ron and Hermione, all that had happened during the last year seemed like a blurred
nightmare. From fleeing the Burrow, being on the run hunting Horcruxes and fighting in the battle
of Hogwarts, it all had exacted a great toll on each of them. With the help of Madame Pomfrey and
some much need sleep, they departed Hogwarts and went to the Burrow. The days that followed were
also particularly sad and depressing owning to the funerals for Fred and the fallen members of the
Order. But slowly, they began to adjust their life to one that did not include the constant threat
of danger. There were still nights of restless sleep and occasional bristled feelings over
seemingly little things during the day. Their friendship for each other remained strong as ever but
the romantic relationship of Ron and Hermione and of Harry and Ginny had faded into the background.
Though unspoken between each couple, it became clear that just good friends would be the norm for a
while.

Ron and Ginny had taken life at the Burrow in stride despite the very vocal discussions that
occurred most days between the family members. The Weasley's were also adjusting to a family
that no longer included Fred. Relatives and friends were always coming and going trying to help.
Harry and Hermione, having not lived for long periods with the Weasley's, and certainly not
under these conditions, were having a tougher time. They too were trying to deal with feelings of
loss and remorse. But there was little opportunity for real personal reflection. Relatives, friends
and some friends of friends wanted to hear their story first hand. With all the commotion and the
combination of Mrs. Weasley and Auntie Muriel, the Burrow had become somewhat overwhelming for
Harry and Hermione. Ron sensed this and did what he could to deflect some of it but those who
visited wanted to be around them and share their stories.

One morning, Harry awoke earlier than usual. Taking care to be quiet, he made his way down to the
kitchen of the Burrow. Hermione, who normally was an early riser, was about to go outside. She
asked if Harry would like to join her on a morning walk. Harry agreed and they began following a
path that led up a small hill. During their walk, Hermione mentioned her need to travel to
Australia and locate her parents. She wanted to restore their memories and somehow apologize for
the anger she felt they would surely have towards her. Harry said he wanted to accompany her and
help in any way that he could. Hermione was not entirely sure of this suggestion. But Harry told
her that she had always been there for him and that he wanted to do the same for her. In the end,
Hermione accepted the offer of help from her best friend.

The plan did not initially set too well with Ron and Ginny. Ron in particular thought that he
should accompany them. Eventually, after some long talks, they reluctantly agreed on some time
apart.



Travel to Australia via the magical travel network had been quick and easy. After a few days of
searching through the public records, Hermione found where her parents now lived. The harder part
was getting Wendell and Monica Wilkins to let these two strangers into their home, even if they did
claim to be family members. Hermione was persistent and told them things only a family member would
know.

"You are both dentists. You enjoy camping and the theater. Monica, your favorite color is
periwinkle. Wendell, your favorite color is mint green. You both like spearmint toothpaste!"
With a pleading expression on her face she said, "May we please come in?"

Wendell and Monica's expressions softened at the mention of spearmint toothpaste. Wendell said,
"Very well, this seems important to you, please come in."

Hermione was ready to act quickly. Once they were no longer in public view and both her parents
stood before her, she quickly brought out her wand. Tracing an oval around them she said,
"Resuscitet Conscientia" (resurrect the consciousness). Her parent's faces now had a
blank stare. She pointed her wand directly at them and twisted her wrist slowly. "Memento
Filia" (remember your daughter) ... "Excitaret" (awake).

She watched her parents nervously. It would take a few moments for the memories of her to return.
The vacant gaze on their faces finally started to fade. They rocked slightly and were bewildered at
the surroundings. Her mother looked at her and said "Hermione?"

Her father said "Hermione, what has happened?"

Hermione rushed forward and repeatedly hugged each of them sobbing uncontrollably.

It took a long while for Hermione to calm down. "I'm so sorry!" she said to each of
them many times, as she repeatedly hugged and held them. Each time she said it, another wave of
tears would start.

Her mother said, "There there my Hermione dear. It's ok. Everything is all right. Come
over here and sit down with me."

Taking deep calming breaths, Hermione said, "Dad, please come sit next to me too."

After another moment, with her mother and father on each side, and holding their hands, she looked
at Harry seated in a chair across from her and said, "Mum, Dad, Harry and I have a lot to tell
you."

Over the next several hours, Harry and Hermione explained all that had happened during the past
year. Harry let Hermione do most of the talking. Her parents sat with half open mouths and
frightful expressions through much of it. While her parents didn't particularly like what she
did to them, they understood why and let her know that they still loved her very much. Her mother
said they were both more proud of her than words could say. This caused another round of tears from
Hermione.

Harry felt thankful to be a small part of the Granger family reunion. Having observed from a more
objective position and hearing her parents comments, Harry noticed something interesting. From the
perspective of Hermione's parents, it seemed to them that they had just woke up from a nap.
There was little sense of lost time or of being separated from Hermione. Once Harry told Hermione
this, she felt a great sense of relief and was more self-forgiving of what she had done.

Harry and Hermione spent the next few weeks helping the Granger's plan their return to their
former lives in England. They also went sightseeing with Hermione's parents and enjoyed each
other's company. Her parents noticed that Harry and Hermione's relationship was based on
very genuine feelings for each other. They privately asked each of them whether more might be there
and suggested they consider the possibility. But both Harry and Hermione told them that it was a
just a brother/sister relationship.

One day toward the end of their stay in Australia, the four of them went to the beach for the day.
In the afternoon, Harry and Hermione decided to go for a walk. They leisurely strolled along the
water's edge with wavelets washing up over their feet. Now, more away from the crowds and the
numerous beach balls flying about, it was easier to have a conversation.

"Hermione, we'll be going back in a few days. Have you thought about where you will
live?"

"I want to be close to my parents. I missed a lot of years with them. Maybe I'll move in
with them. But ... I'm not sure how well that might work out given all my self-sufficiency this
last year. I do want to be close enough to easily be a part of their lives. So, that pretty much
means I won't be going back to live at the Burrow. What about you Harry?"

"More recently, I've started to feel like I'm imposing on the Weasley's. I know
they will deny that. But sometimes conversations end rather abruptly when I enter the room. And
despite the hardships of living in that tent last year, I feel like I want that kind of
independence. Even though the tent was small, I felt comfortable."

Hermione said, "I love them all very much but I feel like I have to live up to Weasley
expectations. I've enjoyed just being myself these last few weeks."

"It's been a relaxed and enjoyable time for me too. I'm so glad I came along to help
you. I'd have missed you."

"I would have missed you too Harry. And especially how we sometimes know what each other is
thinking or feeling."

"Yeah, we know when to leave each other alone too," smiled Harry.

"So true," smiled Hermione. "But that doesn't happen much anymore."

After a short pause, he said, "Hermione, I've been wondering ... what do you think about
finding a place together?"

Hermione stopped walking and looked at him. "Do you mean you and me? As in, we'd be living
together?"

"Yeah, in separate rooms of course. We've been living together ... umm, that is ... as
friends, at the Burrow or in a tent for a long time. We get along well, support each other and give
each other a trusted opinion when needed. I'd ... I'd miss that and ... you not being there
each day."

"I've thought about how different the days would be without you too. I like being around
you, it just feels natural and comfortable. I know we say it a lot to people but ... you really do
feel like family to me. I'd miss that."

Harry said, "So ... do you want to give it a try for a while?"

After a short pause she said, "Yes Harry, I do." Then her eyebrows furrowed and she said,
"What about Ron and Ginny? Would they be with us too?"

"No, I don't think so. They would always be welcome to visit anytime of course. You're
best friends with Ginny and I'm best mates with Ron. But we should probably sort out those
relationships. What do you think?"

"I agree. It is after all why we took some time apart. But they aren't going to take this
news very well, particularly Mrs. Weasley."

Harry nodded. "Yeah. Maybe your mum and dad can suggest ways to handle that." Hermione
smiled.

Feeling better now about their futures, they turned and started walking back.



Upon their return to England and with some help from the magical realtors, they found a modest two
bedroom flat a few blocks distance from where Hermione's parents would be living. Hermione was
adamant about wanting to help with the rent for the flat. The discussion almost escalated into a
row. She didn't feel right about Harry having to pay for everything and she didn't like
being on the receiving end of charity. Harry told her that he had enough money to cover expenses
for years and it wasn't a problem. He also didn't feel right about taking money from her
parents since she didn't have a job. It was finally resolved to both of their satisfaction.
Once Hermione had a good job, Harry would allow her to help with the finances, but not until then.
Hermione reluctantly agreed but only if she could keep a ledger so she could pay Harry back for her
part of the expenses one day. With this agreed, they each took separate rooms and settled in.

The weeks that followed turned out to be harder than either expected. They spent much of their time
setting up their flat. They got furniture, connected their fireplace to the floo network and got a
muggle telephone so they could talk with Hermione's parents. Hermione's parents also needed
their help getting settled back into normal life. In spite of all these activities, there was time
to further reflect on the events of the past year. The enormity of it continued to haunt them.
Thoughts of the battle and of the people who were injured or killed crept into their thoughts and
dreams. There were feelings of despair and blame for not acting quickly enough. It was at these
times that having each other near to talk helped in the healing of their spirits.

One particular evening was a turning point. Ron stopped by for a visit to update them on the
Weasley family activities and to just be with them for a while. They were talking about Hogwarts
and Ron mentioned the rebuilding effort that was underway.

Ron said, "I've gone a few times to Hogwarts over the last few weeks. There are a lot of
volunteers helping. Many of them are from the DA or those who stayed to fight that night. But most
are just ordinary witches and wizards wanting to help in some way. No schedules, just whenever they
want. Most people help once or twice a week for part of the day."

With a more apprehensive look on his face, Ron said to Harry, "Have you ever thought about ...
maybe doing something like that?"

"No, I don't want all the attention and publicity. You know that Ron. I've never
wanted to be a celebrity."

"Yeah, I know. But it's not really like that with the people who are there." He
chuckled and said, "McGonagall has set up some really good spells to keep the press
away."

Ron continued, "Yeah, folks want to hear our story. I've spoken to some. Just told them
general things, nothing specific. They respect and understand when I say I can't give more
details. But mostly, they just want to tell me their stories. And not just to me but to each other.
On the days that I've gone, I hardly worked at all. I mostly just walk around and listen to
people."

With a more somber expression, Ron said to Harry, "People have told me pretty much the same
story. Mostly about when they or their families were in trouble or threatened. About how they kept
faith that you'd do what needed to be done to bring it to an end."

He said thoughtfully, "Now, I think people want the same thing that we do, mend our world and
trust again. It's like what professor Binns said in class once, about during the dark ages when
people suspected of magic were persecuted by muggles. Magical people would come together in hiding
to console and give strength to each other. Good magical people are trusting with each other like
that."

Hermione stared at Ron with her mouth partly open. Then she said, "Ron, you rarely seemed to
be paying attention in that class. I don't remember professor Binns saying anything like
that."

"Well, I've never been good with dates and numbers. But I think it was during our second
year; you had just been petrified. Reckon I was worried about you and what was
happening."

In a meek voice she said, "Oh Ron, after all these years, your understanding and perceptions
of the magical world still amazes me. You're the one who's kept us centered in the magical
world. Please forgive your two muggle raised friends for being short sighted recently."

"Thanks Hermione. People understand that we have a lot to sort out and mend too. Things like
your parents Hermione. No one, outside of my family, knows what you did. But in the magical world,
that kind of self-sacrifice is very moving and meaningful. It shows that in your heart, you really
care for them."

Hermione got up, went over to Ron and gave him a hug. "Thank you Ron."

Harry said, "Yeah, thanks. I need to rethink some of my priorities. But I just don't know
what I would say to people."

Ron smiled and said, "Not much saying is needed. Just accept it when they say, thank
you."

At other times, more often than not, Ron was the one who cheered them up and made them all laugh.
For their parts, both Harry and Hermione reached out to Ron. They knew it was toughest for him
being away from them. Ron was respecting Hermione's desire to be just good friends for a while.
But it seemed to him that they were drifting apart romantically. He came to fully realize and
appreciate the deep friendship bond and love that the three of them shared. They were honest with
each other and deeply trusted one other. Each had performed a crucial part in keeping the trio
together through thick and a lot of thin. They all felt that their success against the Dark Lord
had been largely because of their unity.

Hermione said that it was important for all of them to finish their educations; she wanted to take
her NEWT's. Harry and Ron weren't too sure yet what they wanted to do but felt that
completing their seventh year studies was the minimum. All three of them had little desire to
return to Hogwarts as regular students. The year away hunting horcrux's had matured them in
ways that made the daily life at Hogwarts seem, well, a bit juvenile. They would miss seeing
friends on a daily basis but that didn't mean they would abandon regular associations with
them. Hermione had arranged extra lessons in her third year and she felt confident that something
could be worked out for them. She had written to the headmistress at Hogwarts about it.



Hermione received a response from McGonagall. She requested that Hermione, Ron and Harry come to
her office to talk about it in detail. The following day, McGonagall welcomed them into the
headmistress's office.

"It's so good to see you all again," said McGonagall. "I trust things are going
well."

"Yes professor," said Harry. "Hogwarts is really starting to look proper
again."

McGonagall beamed. "Yes, I'm very pleased. With so many people helping, we will be ready
for start of term on September first."

"That's wonderful news professor," said Hermione. "We are looking forward to
completing our studies."

McGonagall said, "Well, that's what we're here to discuss. Due to the extenuating
circumstances, the professors and I are in agreement to make additional evening classes available
to students who missed all or part of their seventh year studies. For a select group of these
students, which includes you three, who's service to the school has been exemplary, an open
campus arrangement will be available. These students would not be required to live in the school
dormitories. They could choose to come and go freely as their class schedule dictates. Special
travel arrangements will be set up as needed."

Harry, Ron and Hermione smiled broadly. "That's great professor. Thank you." said
Harry.

McGonagall said, "Just remember, your assignments must be completed and turned in on time to
receive credit."

"Professor," said Hermione, "Are the book lists for the courses
available?"

McGonagall smiled broadly at Hermione and said, "Yes, I have them here for each of you. They
are based on your currently declared career plans. Confidentially, you three should know that the
ministry will be offering each of you additional career opportunities. I can't say any more
about it at this time. Kingsley will meet with you when the arrangements are completed. Certain
books on your list are common to these opportunities. I suggest you obtain them first."

"Thank you," said Ron. "This is very generous of you and the professors."

McGonagall said, "Thanks to each of you. You've given so much to the school since you
arrived seven years ago. Hogwarts will be forever grateful."

"Hear hear!" said the portrait of Dumbledore smiling at them. Harry, Ron and Hermione
beamed happily at each other.

McGonagall said, "If you have no further questions for me, I suggest you have a look around
the castle for a while."

Ron said, "Thanks professor. I'll show them around."

They said their goodbyes to McGonagall and went down the spiral staircase to the main castle.
Hermione wanted to see the library. When they arrived, she saw that is was in complete disorder
with books on the floor everywhere. Saying she'd catch up with them later, Hermione joined the
group that was working there. On their way past the Great Hall, Ron met up with some people
he'd been with on his last trip. He left with them to help Neville in the greenhouses. After
briefly looking at the partially restored Great Hall, Harry walked out on the grounds toward the
quidditch pitch. There, he joined some other Hogwarts quidditch players, led by Ginny, working on
the pitch.

It was nightfall before any of them returned home.




2. Resolutions
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**Chapter 2: Resolutions**

A few days later, Ginny called and arranged a visit with Hermione at the flat. It so happened
that Harry had been spending a lot of time recently at the Ministry of Magic and this day was no
exception. Kingsley, the new Minister of Magic asked Harry to come in and see him that day.
Hermione greeted Ginny after she arrived by floo and put the kettle on for tea.

"So are you the chief cook?" Ginny asked with a smile.

"We've been mostly sharing the cooking duties and to be honest, Harry is as good at
cooking the muggle way as I am using magic. He told me that he had to help his aunt Petunia with
the cooking whenever he stayed at the Dursley's house."

"So give me the grand tour of your flat."

Hermione smiled and, acting like an exaggerated and animated real estate agent said with spread
arms, "This is the kitchen." Walking a few steps and making a dramatic sweeping wave of
her hand said, "And this is the very spacious living room because, it still lacks adequate
furniture."

Ginny giggled. Hermione took her by the hand and led her across the room. "Please step into
the hallway." A few steps further she stopped at the first open bedroom door. "This is
Harry's room."

Ginny looked in and said, "Just a bed and nightstand?"

"Yes, well..." Hermione smiled, "Harry is still in 'tent mode'. Working on
that one."

Beckoning Ginny further down the hall, Hermione said, "This is my room."

Ginny looked in and saw a partially assembled bookshelf and several stacks of books on the floor.
Other shelves lined the walls with more books and pictures of her parents and friends. The room had
curtains on the window and was bright and cheerful.

Hermione continued in a sing song voice, "And finally, over here is the bathroom"
pointing with both hands as if introducing a performer. With her analytical voice, Hermione said,
"There were some problems with this room initially. But, I drew up a schedule and list of
rules. See, here they are on the back of the medicine cabinet door. No further problems
since." she said with satisfaction.

The teakettle began to whistle and Hermione hurried off. Ginny giggled to herself and made her way
back to the kitchen.

Hermione had poured the tea and motioned to Ginny to sit down. As she watched Ginny sip her tea she
asked, "So Ginny, how are you doing?"

"Well ... I have been doing a lot of thinking lately trying to sort things out. Hogwarts will
be open again this fall for classes as usual. Mom and Dad want me to go and complete my seventh
year studies."

What do you plan to do?"

"Well ... I'm not sure ... if ... if I need to fit Harry into my plans. I was kind of
wondering if you could tell me about you and him."

Taking a sip of her tea, Hermione said, "We are both very comfortable with our current, very
platonic, relationship. I'm not sure where it might lead. You know that Harry moves slowly with
relationships. I know we both want to give it some time to see if anything more develops."
Hermione smiled and said, "Right now, we both just want to settle into normal lives that are
quiet and not filled with death threats every year. We're also enjoying some solitude away from
publicity and notoriety. Harry really wants that right now."

"How does Harry feel about me?" asked Ginny.

"I think it best that you ask Harry that question," said Hermione. After a sip of tea,
she asked, "How do you feel about Harry?"

"The more I've thought about it the less sure I am that we are ready for each other just
now. I care very much about you and Harry. I've watched the two of you, even when he was with
me, right after the end of the war. I see something between the two of you. Especially in the way
you look at and treat each other. Like two birds in flight, free to go in any direction, and able
to fly in formation without even thinking about it. That's something that hasn't developed
yet between Harry and me. On one hand, I want Harry and me to be together. And on the other hand, I
feel a bit like an outsider driving you apart."

"Ginny, it was the thought of you that kept Harry focused last year on our mission. You made a
difference to our success even though you weren't physically with us. We all gave Harry
strength to walk into the forest that night. You were his last thoughts. We all were the reason for
his choice to come back out again. Please, never think that you didn't matter to us, then or
now."

"Thanks Hermione, you really are my best friend." Feeling misty eyed, she blinking away a
tear.

Ginny continued, "Recently, things are changing in my life and I don't think I want to
settle down with someone in a quiet lifestyle just yet. There are some opportunities related to
quidditch that might open up for me and maybe lead to a professional career. Please don't say
anything to Harry or Ron about that."

Hermione nodded. "My lips are sealed."

Ginny continued, "Thanks. I want to see if I've got what it takes. It will consume almost
all of my time if it happens. That wouldn't be fair to any boyfriend who is looking to settle
down."

After a short pause, Ginny looked at Hermione and asked, "Can you tell me how you feel about
Ron?"

Hermione took a deep breath and said, "I care very much for Ron. There is a depth of
friendship that is hard to describe; one that I know will never be broken. We argue a lot because
we're both stubborn and opinionated. That was one of the strengths that we both brought to our
trio over the past seven years. It provided critical perspectives and insights that helped us
quickly develop action plans for the situations we found ourselves in. But, for a relationship that
might eventually lead to marriage, I feel that Ron and I don't have the right foundation yet.
Ron and I have not really talked about it yet. But I think we both know that, right now, we're
not what we need to be for each other in that kind of relationship."

"Hermione," said Ginny, "I really value our friendship. When you were with Ron, I
knew you would be there anytime for me, just to talk. I've been worried that that might end if
you and Ron are not together."

"Ginny, whatever happens, it will not affect my friendship with you or your family. Both Harry
and I are indebted to you and your family's generosity for so much. You gave us a safe place to
hide, a family to belong to and good people we can trust. I am comfortable talking to you about
anything. You feel like a sister to me. We might not see each other as often but you're still
my best girlfriend and I want to keep it that way. We must stay in touch."

"We will," said Ginny. "You feel like a sister to me too."

They both squeezed each other's hand across the table.



A few minutes later, there was a whoosh and Harry stepped from the floo. Turning, he saw Hermione
and Ginny sitting at the kitchen table, each holding a cup of tea, and smiling at him. With a pause
and feeling of apprehension he thought to himself, "*This can't be good.*"

Hermione said, "Hi Harry. Ginny and I have been catching up."

"Hi Hermione. Hi Ginny."

Hermione said, "So how did your trip to the ministry go?"

Harry said, "Really well. I met with..." riiinnnngggg!!! Ginny jumped in surprise.
Hermione got up and went to answer the muggle phone.

Ginny said with a shocked expression, "One of those would take some time for me to get use
to." Then she smiled and said, "But Dad would love it."

"Hello... Hi Mum, how are you? ... What's that? ... Yes? ... Yes? ... Calm down Mum...
Ok... Ok... Ok. I'll be there in a few minutes... Ok... Bye."

As Hermione grabbed her coat off the hook she said, "Sorry Ginny. Will you give me a few
minutes to clear some things up for my Mum? She needs some help with a ministry form. I won't
be too long. See you two in a bit."

"That's fine, I'll wait." said Ginny as the door closed behind Hermione. Ginny
turned to look at Harry.

Harry said, "Hermione's parents have been working their way through ministry regulations
for the last week. They are trying to get connected to the floo network. There's a lot of
security to deal with now."

Ginny just nodded. After a pause and feeling a bit unsure of himself he said, "Can I warm your
tea?"

"Yes please, thanks."

Harry refilled her tea, poured one for himself and then sat down in the chair next to Ginny at the
table.

Ginny said, "I was hoping I would see you today. There's something I want to show
you." She reached into her coat and pulled out an envelope with the Hogwarts crest on
it.

Harry said, "You got your Hogwarts letter already! Are you going to complete your seventh
year?"

"Yes, Mum and Dad said it was really important for me to finish properly. What about
you?"

"I'm still working that out. I want to complete my seventh year but I don't want all
the publicity."

Ginny nodded and then pulled a badge out of her Hogwarts envelope and handed it to Harry.

"Wow!! You're captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team. That's fantastic Ginny!
Congratulations!" He excitedly put his arm around her and gave her a hug. But that caused some
other feelings to resurface that he had not expected. As he slowly released her, their eyes met and
he could see that she had experienced something too.

Ginny said in a soft voice, "I think there are some things we need to talk about." After
a short pause, Harry nodded.

Then Ginny said, "I think my seventh year will be a very busy one. Besides all of my studies,
I've got this new responsibility." She took the badge back from Harry and put it into the
envelope. "But there are other reasons that I have to go back. Last year was such a bad time
to be at Hogwarts. I became very close friends with Neville, Luna and a few other people. We worked
so hard together to resist how the students were being treated. I think I know a little about what
prison must be like. While you were away this last month, I've had time to remember and think
about the relationships I have with those people. It has helped me understand the kind of
friendship you share with Hermione and Ron. These friends need me now and I need them, at least for
a while. We need to help each other put last year behind us and move on."

Harry nodding with a thoughtful look on his face said, "It's something very hard to
describe isn't it? A deep familiarity and connection, a bond."

"Yes." said Ginny. "That's it. The sort of feeling ... like ... these people are
part of me."

Nodding understanding, he beckoned her to continue.

"I also did some reflecting on our relationship. I think that I am a bit over dominating you.
I get that from Mum." she said with a smile. "I think I might be trying to force more
between us than there really is right now."

Harry saw that her eyes were starting to tear up.

"I think that a romantic choice must be freely made by both involved. And if that means
we're to be just good friends ... I will accept that." Ginny was unsuccessful in holding
back her tear.

Harry had become misty eyed also. He took her hand and lovingly held it. After a moment he said,
"I haven't been fair to you either. I've been very wrapped up in myself lately. There
are still some things that seem incomplete about who I am. I'm thankful to you for the time you
gave me apart from you so I could start sorting them out. It was hard to do when we were together.
Your attractiveness tends to boggle my perceptions and thinking."

"Thanks," Ginny said through teary eyes.

Harry said, "Maybe it was infatuation with you or just my poor relationship skills with girls.
I can be really thick headed at times as you well know."

But..." he took her chin with his hand and gently guided her eyes to his, "you helped me
get through some of the darkest times in my life. Please, don't ever forget that I will be
forever grateful to you. I don't ever want to lose my friendship with you."

Ginny turned and put her arms around him and said, "Oh Harry, thank you, thank you. You will
always be my dear friend." Harry wrapped his arm around her. They put their heads on each
other in an embrace of truest friendship. They held each other in a short moment of silent comfort
and then separated.

After another moment, Harry said; "So... tell me about some of your plans for the Gryffindor
quidditch team."

Harry listened to her describe with enthusiasm her early planning. He didn't speak much, it was
her team now and he would only give her his thoughts if she asked for them. She had some really
good ideas and he felt sure the team was in very good hands with her as captain. He made an offer
to help her anytime, she need only ask. But knowing her as he did, he was certain she had a very
clear idea of what she was going to do.

As they talked, some of the pranks and practical jokes the team members had played on each other in
previous years were remembered. This caused fits of giggles and laughs between them. During the
laughter following a particularly funny story, involving Fred and George of course, Hermione had
returned.

Seeing them laughing she said; "You two are getting on well. What have I missed?"

Still giggling, Ginny said, "Oh ... Harry and I have just broken up."

"Erm..." The look on Hermione's face was priceless and it made both Harry and Ginny
break into laughter again.

After a moment, Ginny said, "Well, I need to get back to the Burrow. I have a lot of planning
to do."

Ginny and Harry stood up and they gave each other a firm hug. "Thanks Harry." she said to
him with a sigh.

"Umm... thank you too. I want to see your games; let me know when."

"I will."

She turned to Hermione who still had the remains of a bewildered look on her face. Hugging her,
Ginny whispered in her ear "Talk to you later, Ok? There's more I want to tell
you."

Hermione whispered back with a smile, "Most certainly."

Ginny walked to the floo and took a pinch of floo powder. She smiled and happily waved goodbye to
both of them. Then, she stepped into the green flames that erupted and said "The Burrow"
and disappeared from sight.

With one hand on his side, Harry took a sip of his tea and looked at Hermione with a self-satisfied
expression on his face. Hermione gave him a half smile with a you-think-your-so-good-Potter
expression on her face and then laughed.





3. Plans and Options
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**Chapter 3: Plans and Options**

Later that day, Hermione had her feet up on the sofa and was reading a book. Harry came in and
sat down in the chair across from her. Hermione looked up from her book and said, "Finish
telling me about your meeting with Kingsley."

Harry said, "Let me call Ron and have him come over first. He should hear it too." Harry
got up and went to the floo. A few minutes later, there was a flash of green light and Ron
appeared.

Speaking to both of his friends, Harry said, "I had a really good talk with Kingsley
today." ...



"Hello Harry. Please come in and have a seat," said Kingsley. "How are you
doing?"

"Very well Minister."

Kingsley said, "I'd like to ask you a few questions. In accordance with your earlier
expressed wishes, I have kept silent about you and your friend's activities over the past year.
Only general statements have been made to the press about your well being and desire for privacy.
Is this still your desire?"

Harry said, "It is minister. Hermione, Ron and I have had some limited discussion about it.
Perhaps at some future date, a single publication interview would be possible. The content would be
edited as necessary and the final story agreed upon by Ron, Hermione, Professor McGonagall, you and
myself prior to publication."

"Excellent Harry. That is very much my line of thinking. Do you have any thoughts about that
future date?"

"No, not really."

"The reason I ask, there is planning underway for a ceremony to be held at Hogwarts sometime
in late August. The purpose is to rededicate the school and to commemorate those who were involved
in its defense both living and deceased. There will be a Daily Prophet story related to the
ceremony and it would be a good time to also have something of your story. If published together,
we feel you would be afforded more of a diversion than if published separately. What do you
think?"

"That seems ok to me but let me discuss it with Ron and Hermione."

"Very good, I would appreciate it if you could let me know your decision within the next few
days."

"We will minister."

"With respect to the ceremony and the available space at Hogwarts, the event will be limited.
Only those directly involved in the battle and their immediate families will be invited. There will
be a single, reputable reporter and photographer from the Daily Prophet present to report on it.
You, Ron and Hermione and others identified by professor McGonagall would be formally invited to be
present for the ceremony. None of you would have to speak unless you desired to. It would mean a
lot to the wizarding world if you would consent to attend."

"I think that would be agreeable. Let me check with Ron and Hermione on that too."

"Very well, thank you. I also want to mention that planning is underway regarding careers in
the Ministry of Magic for you, Ron and Hermione. Please share what I am about to say to you with
them. Many of the ministry departments want each of you in one way or another. The departments are
putting together proposals. They will be summarized and sent to you by owl in the next few weeks.
You could then meet with the department heads to learn more about the careers that you might be
interested in. ..."



... "So Kingsley really wants to help us get things sorted out and move forward," said
Harry.

"That's great!" said Hermione. "Did he say anything about school or job
requirements?"

"Only that the ministry is short handed right now and that special arrangements for necessary
course work would be available depending on our career choice. Existing knowledge and experience
would be taken into consideration."

Ron said, "Wow, we get to pick the job we want?"

Hermione said, "At least from the choices they give us. What if we don't want what they
offer?"

Harry said, "Any other job would have the normal school requirements and application process.
But Kingsley said that we would probably be very happy with the offers."

Ron said, "My dad mentioned to me that there are available positions in his department too.
I've been thinking about that lately. Or maybe working with George at the joke
shop."

Harry said, "I also got a pitch from Kingsley that, after the recent events, becoming an Auror
was an available choice for us all."

"Blimey," said Ron. "Really?"

"Well, I for one do not want to be an Auror," said Hermione.

"I told Kingsley that, speaking for myself, I'm not interested in being an Auror right
now. That after this last year, something with much less hand-to-hand combat is more what I'm
thinking."

Ron smiled and said, "Yeah, I had that conversation with Mum and Dad. They said they would
support me in whatever career decision I make but that they hope it will be a less dangerous
one."

Harry said, "So what do you think about an interview and publication? I'm inclined to do
it so we can get it over with."

Hermione said, "What Kingsley suggested would minimize us being in a direct
spotlight."

"Publish in the Quibbler like you did in fifth year?" asked Ron.

Hermione said, "To be most effective, it should be in the same publication as the other
stories, hidden somewhat. That means it would be in the Daily Prophet since it is the official
ministry paper."

Ron said, "The person doing the interview should do all three of us together. That will make
the story consistent."

Hermione said, "We would still need to be careful about what we say. The interviewer could
talk to others who could publish without our consent."

Harry said, "Ok. What about the ceremony at Hogwarts?"

Ron said, "I think we should do it. After working on the Hogwarts rebuilding effort, it will
help give people final closure."

Hermione said, "I think so too Harry. Not being there would make it appear that we don't
care about Hogwarts or what happened there."

Harry said, "Ok then. I'll send Kingsley an owl tomorrow. How about a butter beer you
two?"

Ron and Hermione nodded and Harry got up to get them. He returned and handed a glass to Ron and
Hermione who were sitting on each end of the sofa. He sat down again in the chair facing them.
There was a quiet minute where they all were just thinking. Ron was intently studying the foam in
his half full glass. He now looked up at Hermione.

"Hermione?"

"Yes Ron."

"I want to talk to you, about us."

"Do you mean us as in boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Yeah."

"Ok."

Harry said, "I think I'll check on something in my room." as he stood up to
leave.

"It's ok with me mate if you stay. I don't think this will become one of our shouting
matches. Besides, since the Forest of Dean, I've been comfortable with you knowing my
feelings."

"That was quite the reunion we had in the tent that night," said Hermione smiling.

Ron's eyes narrowed some as they said to Harry, "*No, the image we saw from the
locket.*" Harry sat back down and began to study the foam on his butter beer glass.

"Hermione," said Ron, "We've had the romance part of our relationship on hold
for a while now and it has given me time to sort it out. I think our arguments are because I'm
being overly defensive of my opinions. Growing up the youngest brother of the family tended to put
me on the receiving end of practical jokes, embarrassing situations and hand me downs. It's
still hard for me to be trusting and open with you. Ginny never seemed to have that problem but I
think its because she's more self-assured than I am."

"What I think I'm trying to say is, I need time and space to become the right person for
you. I want to stop the romance part of our relationship and give both of us time to see and date
other people, to find out if we are really meant for each other. If we are destined to be married
some day, I want it to be freely chosen and based on a much more peaceful foundation."

Hermione said in a soft voice, "Ron, that's beautiful. But to be fair, our arguing is not
just you. I've been bossy and opinionated with you too."

In a questioning voice and smiling, Ron said, "Really? Since when?" They all broke into
laughter.

"Seriously Ron," she said in a contrite voice, "You know I'm an over achiever.
I'm still trying to find the right balance in that. I understand now how that must have made
you feel. I am very sorry for that, please forgive me. I'm ok with doing what you suggest for
us. I know we will be dearest friends and I want that to continue no matter what. I really, really
mean that!"

"Me too Hermione." said Ron.

Ron looked at Harry for a moment. Then he looked back at Hermione with a more somber expression on
his face. Ron said, "And ... I think you and Harry need to spend some time together too.
Though, I don't need to hear all of the details about that." The three of them all
smiled.

Hermione went over to Ron and gave him a long hug and said; "Thank you Ron."

"Thank you Hermione." said Ron.

Hermione then gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, "Like brother and sister for
now?"

"Yes Hermione, but much better."

After a long pause, Harry said, "How about we all go and get something to eat?"

Ron said, "That sounds good to me. My Dad said we still need to watch out for ourselves. There
might still be a few who are trying to get power now that you-know-who is dead."

"Fortunately," said Hermione, "this is an almost completely muggle neighborhood.
There are some places to eat a few blocks walk from here."

"Great," said Harry. "Let's go."

They spent the next few hours talking, eating, laughing and enjoying each other's company.
There was a simple trust, joy, and understanding between them that felt boundless.





4. More than Friends
--------------------


**Chapter 4: More than Friends**

During the past week, Harry and Hermione were very busy and had only briefly seen each other in
the early mornings and late evenings. At Hermione's suggestion, her parents had requested a
connection of their floo to the network. Hermione had spent almost all of her time with her
parents. She took them to the Ministry and helped them navigate the bewildering and overwhelming
organization.

Her parents were now in a training program and completing the necessary security requirements. For
the most part, they were experiencing little opposition and red tape from the Ministry officials.
This was partly due to Hermione's knowledge of how the Ministry operated. But Hermione also
sensed, more than once, that many of the ministry officials they met with, had an unspoken
understanding and respect toward her. Her parents noticed this also. Hermione had become upset with
one wizard official. She insisted that all the necessary forms be properly completed. While she did
not object to getting everything done in a minimum amount of time, she wanted it to be accurate and
done with integrity.

This morning, Harry had gotten up early and was eating a quick breakfast. He was about to leave for
most of the day with trips to Hogwarts, the Ministry and Diagon Alley. Hermione entered the kitchen
still in her pajamas and bathrobe. She had the day to herself and was planning to go and visit
Ginny at the Burrow later that morning.

"Good morning," said Harry. "Are we still on for our evening out together
tonight?"

"Good morning. Yes. Am I still to dress formally?"

"Absolutely," he said. "I'm sure you've already seen what I will be wearing
hanging in my room."

Hermione asked, "And what do you have planned?"

He smiled and said, "It's still a surprise."

"Ok then," she said with a smile. "I'll be ready at five."

"Great," he said. "Ok, gotta go. Have a nice time with Ginny, say hi to her for me.
See you later." He took a pinch of floo power and tossed it into the fireplace.

As he stepped into the green flames, Hermione said, "Bye Harry."



Harry returned home and went into his room. He had just enough time to shower and get ready. Harry
passed by Hermione's room but the door was closed.

"You ok Hermione?"

"Yes I'm fine, just getting ready." was her reply from behind the closed door.

"Ok." he said and hurried into the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, he was in his room dressed and ready to go, tickets in his pocket. He
couldn't remember if he had ever worn dress slacks, shirt and coat. Just then, the muggle phone
began ringing.

"Harry, will you get that," called Hermione from her room.

"Got it," he replied. He made his way to the kitchen, picked up the receiver and said,
"Hello?"

There was a pause. Then the voice on the other end of the phone said "Oh sorry, I've
dialed the wrong phone number."

"That's ok," he said and hung up the phone. He stepped back into the living room and
was adjusting his tie when he heard the door to Hermione's room open. A few seconds later, she
entered the room and stood before him. Harry froze and stared as his gaze fell on her, he was
unable to speak.

Hermione was wearing a midnight blue evening dress that fit her perfectly in all the right places.
She had a loose knit shawl covering her shoulders. She wore gloves that extended halfway up her
forearms and matched her shoes. Her hair, elegant and silky looking, was done up in a flattering
style. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled warmly, enjoying the effect she was having on him.

After a long moment of silence, Hermione said, "You must like what you see."

"Oh yes, very tidy. You are beautiful!"

Hermione beamed, "Thanks. You look very handsome yourself."

Harry placed his hand over the wand in his coat pocket. A white orchid corsage appeared in his hand
and he moved toward her. The subtle and delicate scent of her perfume was exhilarating as he
carefully attached the corsage to her dress. Harry smiled to himself at what she was doing to him
by just standing there.

Hermione reached into her glove and withdrew a light red carnation. She placed it in the top
buttonhole of his coat. heir eyes met briefly.

Harry held out his hand and said, "Ready to go Miss Granger?"

Smiling and placing her hand in his she replied, "Why yes I am, Mister Potter."

He led her out onto the front porch. The door closed and locked behind them. Harry extended his arm
and she wrapped her hand around it. He looked at her and after she nodded back to him, they
disapparated.



Hand in hand, they walked up to the maitre d who said, "Name sir?"

"James Evans" replied Harry.

"Ah yes, table for two. If you would follow me please."

The maitre d led them to a quiet corner with a view of the city below and seated them. "Your
waiter will be with you shortly." He then turned and walked away.

Hermione removed the shawl from her bare shoulders and folded it carefully on the seat next to her.
When she looked up, Harry's gaze was fixed on her with that same dream-like expression she had
seen earlier.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Am I distracting you, Mister Potter?"

"Oh yes, Miss Granger, you certainly are," he said with a smile. "I wouldn't
want it any other way."

With a giggle, Hermione said, "Oh Harry, this is wonderful. I feel like a
princess."

Harry felt very happy at these words. "You look like a princess," he said and Hermione
blushed smiling at him.

They enjoyed their dinner and company with each other. They talked about their day and laughed at
the funny things that had occurred. There was a feeling of comfort between them and they hardly
noticed or heard any of the other people dining at the tables nearby.

The waiter had just taken their dessert order (crème brulèe and two spoons) when a middle-aged
woman with a camera around her neck approached their table.

"You both look lovely. Picture to remember your evening?"

After a brief glance at each other, they nodded. Moving closer to sit side-by-side, Harry put his
arm around Hermione. The photographer raised her camera, looked through the viewfinder and then
lowered it again.

"Just a moment," she said. "I need to use a different camera." She pulled a
small camera-like object from the bag hanging on her shoulder.

"Ok," she said. "Turn slightly more facing each other. Yes, that's better. On
the count of three, I'd like you to turn your heads and look at each other for a moment and
then turn them back and look at my camera. Ready? ... one ... two ... three."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other and a soft smile and sparkling expression appeared on each
of their faces.

"Look back at the camera now," she said softly. After another moment she said, "Got
it. That will be great. Give me a few minutes. I'll be right back."

Their dessert arrived and continuing to sit next to each other, began to share it. The photographer
returned and handed Harry an envelope saying, "Here you are. You two are a beautiful couple.
Have a wonderful evening." She then smiled and left.

As Hermione watched with her head next to his, Harry opened the envelope and withdrew the
photograph. A magical picture of them looking at each other and then out of the photograph, greeted
their eyes.

Hermione let out a little gasp and said, "I thought it would be just a muggle photo. How did
she know?"

"Maybe she saw wrackspurts around our ears."

Hermione rolled her eyes and giggled. "May...be." she said with a smile.

Hermione took the photo and examined it. Harry looked at the envelope. On it was written, 'The
Magic Camera, photography for all occasions. Juliette Anderson.' Hermione handed the photo to
Harry and he placed it back into the envelope and put it in his coat pocket.

It was after nightfall as they left the restaurant and headed to their destination a few blocks
away. They walked arm in arm quietly chatting about the other people they saw and things they
noticed. Harry bought a white daisy for her hair as they passed a street vendor. The lights of the
surrounding city danced brightly around them.

The last time they had been here was a year previous. They had just escaped death eaters at Bill
and Fleur's wedding. It had been the beginning of the darkest of times for them, daily living
on the run in doubt and apprehension. The belief, trust and commitment between them had been
stressed to the absolute limit. It had held and grown stronger. Their focused energy and efforts
beyond themselves had made a difference in the world. But now, all that fear and anxiety was just a
distant memory. What mattered now was the present.

As they rounded a corner, a theater marquee came into view. It read, "My Fair Lady."
Hermione gave Harry's hand a squeeze and she smiled at him, it was one of her favorite shows.
Harry looked at her and felt a warm satisfaction at the excitement in her face. Entering the
theater, his thoughtful care for her as they moved down the steep steps to their seats warmed her
heart. She felt special being with him.



After the show, they slowly walked back to the secluded place where they could apparate back to
their flat. They were quietly talking about the show, its actors and the parts they liked best.
They laughed as they quoted lines from the show to each other, Hermione's "enry
iggings" done a very good Cockney accent. It was cooler now and Harry had his arm around her
shoulder holding her close as they walked. They noticed a few other couples ahead of them who were
making their way in the same general direction. The other couples stopped occasionally to admire
things in the various shop windows. Harry and Hermione felt certain that these were other magical
couples out for the evening and trying not to call attention to themselves as they made their way
to the apparation point.



Harry had chosen to return about a block away from their flat. They leisurely walked hand in hand.
The moon was bright and the neighborhood was quiet. He wanted to make their date last as long as
possible. But all too soon, the walkway leading to the porch of their flat was under their
feet.

Harry stopped at the door and turned to face her. She was somehow more lovely and beautiful than
he'd noticed before. Her face was radiant, her eyes soft and inviting. He felt his heart began
to beat faster. Taking her hands he said, "I had a very nice time with you tonight. I hardly
noticed the time passing."

Hermione said, "I felt like I was floating on air. I had a wonderful time." Thinking to
herself, she saw the strength and honesty she'd seen many times before on his face. Those
lovely green eyes, so familiar and trusting of me. But ... her heart skipped a beat ... something
new.

Their gaze locked on each other's eyes and revealed the desire each had for the other in their
heart. Time slowed down. Placing his hands on her waist, he slowly moved close and gave her a
delicate kiss on her lips lasting just a few seconds. It felt sweet and warm. Her perfume filled
his senses.

He opened his eyes to see Hermione with her eyes still closed enjoying the lingering sensation and
tenderness. She opened her eyes and slowly placed her arms around his neck. Harry's arms
encircled her and drew her close. Heads tilted and eyes closing, their lips met again.

There was a tingling sensation and a flutter of the heart. Warmth enveloped them as each happily
gave of them self to the other. A few unnoticed wisps of silvery vapor floated around their
heads.

After a short while their lips parted. Hermione rested her chin on Harry's shoulder and sighed.
Harry leaned his head against hers and they just held each other breathing deeply.

"I'm very happy right now Harry."

"It feels so peaceful holding you Hermione."

After a short while, Hermione said, "Harry, I want to take our romantic relationship slowly. I
want to enjoy every step of our journey together."

"I do too Hermione. It feels wonderful and I don't want to miss any of it."

After another moment, they reluctantly pulled back and looked into each other's eyes. Hermione
moved close again and returned the short delicate kiss he had given her. Then, the lock clicked,
and the door swung open. She turned and entered their flat. Harry followed.

Crossing the living room toward the hall, she paused. Turning her head to look at him, she said,
"Good night Harry. See you in the morning."

"Good night Hermione, sleep well."

"I will Harry," she said with a smile.

Harry watch as she continued to her room and heard the bedroom door click shut. In her room,
Hermione spun around in delight and fell back on her bed savoring the feelings of the evening she
had just enjoyed with Harry. It couldn't have been more perfect. She hastily took out her diary
and began to write. The words flowed rapidly onto the page while she held the flower from her hair
in her other hand.

Harry had remained in the living room for a moment, still looking at where he had last seen her as
she left the room. It had been a wonderful beginning. Their friendship and trust was still there as
strong as ever. But now, there was a new dimension. A door to her heart was open and she was
welcoming him in. He had done the same for her. He withdrew the photo from his coat pocket and
looked at it for a moment lost in thought and wonder of what the future might bring.

The front door lock clicked behind him. Harry went to his room and slept very well.





5. Family Connections
---------------------


**Chapter 5: Family Connections**

Ron called Harry via the floo early Saturday afternoon. Harry and Hermione had been in the
living room reading.

"Harry," said Ron. "You remember that you and Hermione are coming here tomorrow at
five for your birthday dinner celebration right?"

"Yeah Ron. Hermione has reminded me too. But I don't want your Mum to make a
fuss."

"Are you kidding me? You know my Mum. You'd get a right large piece of her mind if she
heard you say that."

"Ok, ok, I get the picture. We'll be there at five."

"Ok mate, see you tomorrow then."

Harry went back to the sofa and sat down next to Hermione. Hermione, still reading her book, turned
and arched her legs over his lap. Harry put his hands on her knees and rested his chin on them.
After a moment, Hermione looked up from her book and saw a thoughtful expression on his face.

"What are you thinking about Harry?"

"I'd like to go to Godric's Hollow tomorrow and see my parents home properly this
time." Turning to Hermione he said, "Will you go with me?"

"Yes, of course, Harry."

"Do you think we might be able to get inside the cottage to have a look around?" asked
Harry.

"I doubt it. Since it's a memorial, the ministry will have defensive charms on it to keep
people out."

Harry nodded, "You're right. But I'd still like to try. Maybe my cloak can
help."

Hermione said, "If we get there about nine in the morning most people that are out will
probably be by the church. Less eyes to see what we're up to."

"Ok, that sounds good. Thanks Hermione."

Hermione returned to her book. Harry picked up the quidditch magazine on the table, pulled her legs
against his chest and began to read.



Harry and Hermione stood on the walkway in front of the Potter memorial discussing quietly any
obvious way to get beyond the picket fence. The fence fully surrounded the cottage as far as they
could tell. There was what looked to be an archway at the back but it was completely entangled in a
large overgrown thorny plant. Hermione tried a few different spells looking for any weakness in the
defensive charms but none were revealed. They were about to walk around to the other side of the
cottage when a gruff voice from behind them said, "Can I elp yea folks?"

Harry and Hermione jumped a few steps away in surprise. They turned and were facing an old man who
looked to be in his seventies. "This ears the Potter memorial. I'm Wilbur Wallenby, the
caretaker o this place. Can I answer any questions?"

"Umm..." said Harry still shaken a bit, "I want to go in and have a look
around."

"There's no admittance inside. This is a Ministry o Magic protected memorial. The
ouse's the same as the night it all appened. Ow'd yea think arry would feel bout folks
carrying things off?"

"He wouldn't like it at all," Harry said in a firm voice. "But I was close to
the family."

"Yur ardly old nuff fur that. Lotsa folks come round here sayn things like that. I personally
knew the Potter's. Right neighborly they wer. Evn eld little arry when he waz just a
beby."

Hermione said, "Baby Harry was taken from here by Hagrid on a motor bike that
night."

"Lotsa folk know that too. I got ter be goin."

Harry stepped closer and shifted his position so the sunlight was brighter on his face. Removing
his glasses he said, "Perhaps, if you take a closer look at me."

The caretaker scrutinized Harry's face studying him. A moment later, his eyes widen. Then he
said with a peaceful smile, "Yea ave yer mother's eyes. Sorry I didn't recognize yea
sooner. Welcome back arry."

Harry said, "Thank you. That's ok. But ... I still want look inside."

"Well, seins it's you, I'll let yea in. Just don't tell the ministry."
Pointing to Hermione he said, "She goin in with yea?"

"Yes." said Harry. "She is a very good and trusted friend."

"Ok then. Gimme a few minutes. Then come round the back by that arch over yonder.

"Thank you," said Harry as the caretaker shuffled off.



"Each of yea step through ere." Harry and Hermione now saw a tight twisty path through
the thorn plant.

"The arch will make an imprint of yea. Exit back through the arch. Don't take nothin or
the alarm will sound. Be careful where yea walk in thar. Also, befer yea leave, come by me ouse
across the street. I need te talk ter yea."

"Ok," said Harry. He and Hermione made their way toward the back door of the cottage as
the caretaker shuffled off.

The back door of the cottage entered into the kitchen. There was dust and a few pieces of rubble on
the floor. The calendar on the wall showed the month of October 1981.

They made their way through the kitchen and walked through the living room. The front door was
cracked and looked like it had been forcibly opened at one time. Most of the furniture was
destroyed and laid in pieces throughout the room. Hermione bit her lower lip as she saw most of the
books from the bookcase lying on the floor. There were burn marks on the walls, pictures skewed or
lying on the floor, and there was broken glass everywhere. They walked single file following a very
narrow path through the room that led to a staircase. They proceeded up the staircase to the second
floor.

The first door they came to was open and hanging by just one hinge. They carefully entered.

On the far side of the room was a crib that was split in two pieces down the middle. The ends of
the mattress lay partially in each half. The middle of the mattress was on the floor. All the
furniture and windows in the room were in pieces on the floor. There was a large hole in the wall
and light from the outside shown in. Harry moved to the closet door and opened it.
"Lumos" he said. His wand light fell on a toy box on the floor. He squatted down and
Hermione watched over his shoulder. He opened the box and saw it contained many baby play toys.
Some had eyes that were winking, others laughing faces. Others made noises when touched. Toward the
back of the box was a small toy broom in a separate storage tray.

Harry thought for a moment and then said to Hermione, "I think this is the broom we saw in the
torn picture, the picture I found in Sirius's room at Grimold place."

"Yes Harry. I'm sure that's it."

"This was a present from Sirius," said Harry.

Harry closed the toy box lid and stood. They made there way back out of the room and moved further
on.

The next room they entered seemed to be the master bedroom. It was mostly intact. Some of the items
on shelves were tipped over. Others had fallen to the floor and lie in broken pieces. There was a
small wooden box on a nightstand by the bed. The box was ornately carved with musical notes. Harry
sat on the bed as Hermione stood beside him. He glanced at Hermione and she nodded. He carefully
opened the lid of the box. A woman's voice began to sing. It sounded like a sweet
lullaby.

*When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark

At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown

Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone*

[Lyrics from "You'll Never Walk Alone", 1945 Rodgers and Hammerstein musical
Carousel.]

A tear fell from Hermione's eye. She sat down on the bed, and put her arm around him. Harry
put his arm around Hermione and buried his face in her shoulder. Quietly he said, "Thanks to
you and Ron, I've never walked alone."

Hermione brought his face up and looked into his eyes. "That's because we both love you
very much." She then kissed him on the cheek.

He smiled and hugged her tightly. "I love you both more than I'll ever be able to
say."

After a moment, Harry closed the lid of the box. Looking at the nightstand, he now saw that it had
a narrow drawer. He would not have noticed it if he were not this close since there was no drawer
pull. He took out his wand and said, "Accio!" The drawer gently slid open and reveled a
locked leather bound book inscribed "Lily Evans Potter".

Harry looked at Hermione and she nodded. He carefully lifted it out and placed it next to the music
box. "Alohomora" he said quietly; but it remained locked.

"We'll have to work that out later," said Hermione.

Harry moved to check the other nightstand but it did not have a drawer. They both now moved toward
the dusty dresser on the wall opposite the foot of the bed. It had many small objects on top of it.
Above the dresser hung a badly tilted picture frame. Harry surveyed the objects. There were small
glass containers and figurines made of pottery. Many were broken.

"Harry, I can't straighten this picture frame. It seems to be stuck."

Looking at her he said, "It's empty anyway. You don't need to bother."

"It just doesn't look right." Looking at him hopefully she said, "Will you try
please?"

Harry smiled and she stepped back. He reached up and twisted the frame so that it was hanging
properly. Turning to Hermione he said, "It didn't seem stuck to me."

Hermione gave a short gasp. She had a wide-eyed expression on her face.

"Hello Harry," said the voice of a man from behind him.

Harry quickly turned back to look at the picture frame. Both of his parents stood with their arms
around each other, smiling and looking at him.

"It's a magical portrait!" exclaimed Hermione. "Like in the headmasters office
at Hogwarts!"

The image of James nodded approvingly and said, "Dumbledore helped us make it about six months
after you were born Harry."

Lily said, "We can answer your questions about our family and give you our thoughts and advice
if you want it."

James said, "The portrait frame will only activate with your touch Harry. Flesh memory, like a
snitch. You'll find our three hand prints on the back."

Harry asked, "Who was the voice singing in the music box?"

Lily said, "That's my voice, my precious one. I sang it to you to help you go to
sleep."

Harry said, "There is so much I want to ask both of you."

"We're here for you anytime," said James.

"Thanks Mum, thanks Dad."

James and Lily smiled, nodded approvingly and then vanish from view.

Harry turned to Hermione who was beaming at him. She threw her arms around him and hugged him
tightly. Then she looked at him and said, "Oh Harry! I'm so happy for you."

Harry then gave her a hug and a big kiss. Then he said with a smile, "Thanks for trying to
straighten that picture frame."

Hermione beamed. After enjoying their closeness for another moment, Harry said, "I think
it's time to go and see Mister Wallenby."



Harry and Hermione walked up to the front door of Mister Wallenby's home and knocked.

"O so glad ye came by arry. Both of yea please come in. Ow bout a spot o tea?"

"Yes Mister Wallenby. We'd like that very much," said Harry.

"You two sit down thar and make yur selves at home. Be back in a jiffy." He then shuffled
off to the kitchen.

Harry and Hermione looked around the room from where they stood and whispered to each other. There
were cabinets and shelved with many dusty knick-knack's displayed around room. There were a few
magical photos on the walls. One photo had a picture of Wilbur and a woman; Hermione thought the
women must be his wife. There was a small glass case with a few ribbons and trophies. A number of
boxes were stored between the furniture around the room. A well worn chair faced across the room to
a window that partly showed the cottage. Harry and Hermione sat down in the love seat next to the
chair.

Wilbur returned with a tray containing the teakettle and cups. He placed it on the table in front
of them.

"Elp yur selves then," he said as he sat down in his chair.

"Thank you Mister Wallenby," said Harry as Hermione filled their teacups.

"Snuff formalities now. You and yur lady friend there can call me Will," he said.

"Thank you, Will," said Harry. "This is Hermione."

After they all had taken a sip of tea, Will said "Owd you two get on over there?"

"Good," said Harry. "There are so many broken things. It's hard to imagine it
was once my home."

"Aye, indeed," he said as he looked out the window.

"The miss's and me would sometimes sit on the porch and watch folks comin and goin. Asked
yer mum bout it once, just friendly conversation mind ya, but she didn't say much. Just that
they were tryin to elp their friends get through some ard times. Folks waz always welcome at that
ouse. Yer parents waz kind and genrous."

Will took a sip of tea and then said, "Then you came along and things waz different.
Wern't as many folks comin round; cept of course when yea waz christened. Me and the miss's
war invited too; ad a great time that day. Saw one or two that we wazn't too sure bout but
folks seemed right nice. After that, the miss's would go over most days and help yur mum take
care of yea. The miss's like to fuss over yea. We sat yea few times when yer mum and dad had to
go off somewherez. Made my miss's appy. Me and the miss's waz never able to ave kids of our
own so I think you elped er in that way."

"A few weeks befer it all appened, Albus ad stopped by. We adn't seen im in ages. Use ter
live the other side of town yea know."

There was a blank stare on Will's face as he said, "It waz tragic all that appened to the
Dumbledore's. So tragic".

After a short pause he said, "Anyways, Albus said that y'all were in danger and asked if
we would keep a look out. Said special charms ad bin put on yer ouse. I told em we'd always bin
a looking out for yea but that we'd be extra vigilant. He said to call im immediately if we saw
anything. e gave us a specially charmed phoenix. ... That's it over yonder."

Will pointed to a figurine about four inches tall on the table under the window. It looked just
like the phoenix statue that guarded the revolving staircase leading to the headmaster's office
at Hogwarts.

"Said ter just touch the wingtips, an say is name."

"We'd bin anding out treats to the kids that evening. Wern't too many cuz folks were
worried bout things. Waved to yer dad when the kids crossed over to yer ouse. Yur dad ad on a
disguise and was trying ter play tricks on um. Mostly he just made um laugh. Me an the miss's
ad finally turned in an gone ter bed when it appened. There waz a flash of green light an a rumble.
We ran ter the window and saw yer ouse just as it is now. Told the miss's ter call Albus
straight away an I ran out the door. But I couldn't get into the ouse; some magical shield all
around the ouse waz there."

"Albus arrived a moment later. I'd always known him ter be a kind and jolly fellow. But
I'd never seen em more angry and full of rage. Another pr'fessor arrived a few seconds
later. E waved is wand and then rushed through the shield into the ouse. Albus said fer me to keep
watch from mih ouse; said there waz still danger. Then e started walking round the outside of the
shield with is wand and hands raised mutterin spells; e seemed ter be lookin fur
somethin."

"A short while later, agrid showed up on that motor bike. Albus and agrid both went into the
ouse. Never did see that other pr'fessor again."

"We waz standin on the porch and after a long while, Albus came over ter us. He said your mum
and dad were dead but you were ok. The miss's cried. Albus said you waz bein taken to your kin
folks because it wer the only way ter keep you safe. Said e couldn't tell us where that waz.
Gave us some things ter take care of. Told us not ter mention ter anyone about the things e gave
us. Said ter just watch the ouse til the ministry folks came. That waz the last we saw of Albus for
a long while."

Harry's head was down and his eyes were closed. Hermione had her arm wrapped around Harry and
her head on his shoulder. She was holding his hand.

After a short pause, Will got up and said, "Be back in a bit." And taking the tea tray
from the table, he shuffled back to the kitchen.

Harry and Hermione didn't say anything to each other. With a lot of sniffing and wiping their
eyes, they recovered and recomposed themselves. They heard Will open a door and they looked up to
see him descending some stairs into what appeared to be the entrance to the cellar. After a few
minutes, Will shuffled up the stairs holding a medium size box under one arm. He closed the door,
shuffled over to his chair and placed the box on the table.

Will said to Harry, "I always oped that one day you'd come by. What's in the box is
fer you ter take with you. Is there anythin yer saw at the ouse you want? It's all yours now
but ter take anythin out officially requires ministry o magic approval."

"Yes." said Harry. "There is an empty picture frame on the wall and a music box and
diary on the nightstand in my parent's room. In the closet of my bedroom, there is a toy broom
in the toy box. I'd like to take these with me if that's ok with you."

"I'll go an get em now. You two just wait ere a bit." Will went to the door and
stepped out.

Harry drew the box close to him and took off the lid. The box had an undetectable extension charm
on it. Hermione put her head next to Harry's and looked into the box. He pulled out a small
figurine of a phoenix that was the same as the one on Will's table.

"That must be the one that belonged to your parents," said Hermione.

He pulled out some frames containing pictures of the original order members. A group picture, like
the one that Sirius had given him, was there.

He pulled out an envelope that was stamped "Ministry of Magic; Personal Items of James and
Lily Potter". The envelope was signed by Albus Dumbledore. Harry opened the envelope. He
withdrew two wands and admired them; he would need Mr. Olivander's help to identify them. There
was a pair of round frame glasses and a watch. He withdrew a small envelope and dropped its
contents onto his hand. Two gold wedding rings still glowed. The diamond on the smaller one
sparkled even in the subdued light of the room. Another small envelope contained a gold necklace
with a pendant in the shape of a griffin. The two eyes of the griffin were set with garnets.

Also in the box was a folder that contained James and Lily's Hogwarts diplomas, Harry's
birth and christening certificates, documents for the cottage, and other ministry forms. Finally,
there were two picture albums. One album had a picture of James and Lily on the cover; Lily was in
a wedding dress. The other album had a picture of Sirius holding baby Harry on the cover.

Hermione had been sniffing and wiping her eyes frequently while Harry had looked at these things.
Harry sighed and returned everything to the box. As he was finishing with the last items, the door
opened and Will entered with another box and placed it on the table.

Hermione held opened her beaded bag and Harry placed both boxes into it.

"Will," said Harry, "I want to thank you very much for keeping these things safe for
me all of these years. I am indebted to you. These things mean more to me than you can imagine. If
there is ever anything I can do for you, please don't hesitate to ask."

"Ah, twern't nothin."

"Will?" said Hermione, "Would you please tell us your wife's name?"

"It was Evelyn," he said with a smile.

"We've taken enough of your time today Will," said Harry. "We will be going now.
I'm sure we will see you again."

As they all stood up, Will said, "Sorry fer makin yur birthday so sad fer yea. But I thought
you should know."

"You've made this the best birthday ever. I'm happy in ways I never knew. Thank you
again." Harry extended his hand the shook Will's.

Hermione said in a sweet voice. "Thank you for the tea and everything Will. You are a kind and
generous man."

Harry and Hermione walk out the door and stopped at the edge of the lane. They exchanged a somber
look at each other. Hand in hand, they turned and walked toward the church. Harry conjured wild
flowers of every color and Hermione helped arrange them. They stood in silence with their arms
around each other for a few moments looking at the flowers and headstone. Harry said quietly,
"Thanks Mum, thanks Dad, for all you did for me. ... Thank you too Hermione." Hermione
squeezed him and kissed him on his cheek.

After another minute, Harry took Hermione's hand to lead her out of the graveyard. They had
only taken a few steps when Harry felt her hold him back. He looked at her and saw she was gazing
at the ground beside them. He followed her line of sight to a simple grave marker engraved with the
name 'Evelyn Wallenby'. The date on the marker indicated she'd died about a year ago.
Harry took out his wand and caused a single white rose to appear. After a moment of silence, they
continued out of the graveyard. When they reached a park at the edge of town, they disapparated
together.





6. Friends and Family
---------------------


**Chapter 6: Friends and Family**

Hermione followed Harry to his room where they carefully placed the contents of her beaded bag
on his desk.

Hermione said, "I'm going to get cleaned up and changed."

Harry nodded as she left the room.

He began to look at the things they had brought back at a much more leisurely pace. The toy broom
was only a little over two feet long. He laid it on his bed and held his hand over it.
"Up" he said. He smiled as the broom rose slowly into his hand. He lightly willed it to
move forward and it responded with a gentle force. He smiled and placed the broom on the shelf over
his bed.

Harry removed the picture frame from the box. At his touch, the images of James and Lily
appeared.

"Hi Mum, hi Dad."

"Hello Harry. Is this your room?"

"Yeah. Just trying to find the right place for you."

Harry found a place where he would be able to talk to them while lying in his bed.

"Mum, I brought back your diary. May I read it?"

"Yes dear. Just tap it with your wand and say my name."

"Thanks Mum."

Harry was lost in thought as he looked at the treasures of his past. After what seemed like only a
minute, he heard a gentle knock on the bedroom door. He turned to see Hermione shyly looking in at
him with wet hair and wearing her bathrobe.

"Harry" she said softly, "I'm done using the bathroom. You should shower and get
ready so we won't be late to the Weasley's."

Harry's face became dreamlike; he just smiled at her.

With a coy smile she said, "None of that yet, Mister Potter."

Harry made a pouting expression. She laughed and went to her bedroom.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Lily asked with a smile.

"Hermione has been a very close friend since our first year at Hogwarts." After a short
pause he added, "Yeah, she's my girlfriend too."



"Ready?" said Hermione as she joined Harry in front of the floo.

"Ladies first."

Smiling broadly at him, she took a pinch of powder and threw it ahead of her. Green flames erupted
and she said "The Burrow" and vanished from sight an instant later. Harry waited a moment
and then did the same.

Harry stepped from the floo into the Weasley kitchen. "Harry dear! There you are!" said
Molly as she pulled him into a strong hug. "So good to see you!"

Then she said, "The rest are in there," pointing to the door that led to the living room.
"Best go there straight away." Harry nodded and went through the door.

"Happy Birthday!"

Harry was first shocked and then smiled broadly. The room was packed with people all laughing,
joking and wishing him well all at the same time. He saw Arthur tap his old radio with his wand and
music began to play.

Arthur moved over to him. Enthusiastically shaking Harry's hand, Arthur said, "Happy
Birthday Harry! Missed giving you a proper 'turning of age' party last year. So we're
doing it now."

"app ee Berth day arry!" said Fleur as she kissed him on both cheeks.
"Thank you Fleur." Bill clasped Harry's hand. "Happy Birthday Harry!"

"Thanks Bill. And a happy first anniversary to both of you."

Bill and Fleur smiled. Harry heard his name called and he turned to see Ginny smiling at him. She
gave him a hug and said "Happy birthday Harry." She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
She tugged at a hand beside her and said, "Harry, do you remember Ben Bradley from the
Ravenclaw quidditch team?"

Harry said, "Yes, you were a chaser that year. Pleased to see you again."

"Hi Harry." said Ben. "Sorry we never got to play that game together; that was
unfair what they did to you."

"Harry," said Ginny excitedly, "Ben is on a pro quidditch team!"

Harry said, "Really? Wow, that's great! How long have you been pro?"

"I don't think of myself as pro yet" glancing a smile at Ginny. "I still have a
lot to learn. But I'm working my way up, on the second reserve team of the Cannon's right
now."

Ginny said, "Ben got me into the stands to watch a tryout session. I picked up a few ideas for
the Gryffindor team."

"Fantastic! It should be a great year for Gryffindor." Harry said. Ginny smiled
broadly.

"Hey mate, Happy Birthday! Hope you don't mind too much. The planning got a bit out of
control," said Ron.

"A bit?" said Harry. "You must have worked a month on this. But it's really
great! Thanks Ron."

Ron said, "So were you surprised?"

Harry replied, "Absolutely! I didn't have a clue it was going to be like this." Ron
smiled.

"Happy Birthday Harry!"

"Katie, how are you?" said Harry. He noticed that Ron had put his arm around her
waist.

"I'm doing really well. I've been helping at the ministry and Hogwarts getting things
ready for new term in September. So many people have turned out to help. It is very gratifying to
see."

"That is really excellent to hear Katie," said Harry.

"Happy birthday Harry" said George holding out his hand to shake Harry's.

Harry took his hand ... and George, held it firm. There was a buzzing sensation that tickled his
palm, smoke began to rise from their joined hands and Harry had an uncontrollable urge to laugh. He
couldn't stop laughing. Of course, George started laughing and then Angelina who stood by him.
Then, everybody in the room laughed when they realized George's trick on Harry.

"Ha ha ha" Harry laughed. "That's enough! Ha ha ha. Please! Ha ha ha. Let go of
me! Ha ha ha".

With a smirk, George released his grip and their hands separated with gold sparks and a POP!
Everybody applauded, including Harry.

"I can't keep enough of these in stock right now," said George. "They really
help cheer people up."

"I think it's absolutely brilliant," said Harry. "I need to come by your shop
and get one of those."

George held it out in the palm of his hand and tapped it with his wand. It disappeared into a small
gift-wrapped box with a bow. "No need to Harry, happy birthday." He placed the box in
Harry's hand.

Angelina said, "You really fell for that one Harry. You should know George better than that. I
have to keep up my guard around him all the time."

"I will definitely remember from now on," Harry said with a smile.

"Harry!" said Hermione.

"There you are, and your mum and dad too. How are you?"

Dan Granger said "Very well. We finally have our floo connected. Still learning how to make a
call on it though. A bit more tricky than using a phone."

"He's having a lot of fun with it," said Emma Granger with a smile. Hermione
giggled.

"Is it fully functional?" Harry asked.

"Yes. Emma and I can only make calls. But magical people can use it like any other floo. A
magical person can bring us along with them."

Everyone at the party had a very good time. There was good food, good drink and a lot of fun. Once
all of the guests had left, Harry and Hermione spent some time talking to Arthur, Molly, Ron and
Ginny. Hermione had taken her parents home and returned. They got caught up on the latest ministry
and Hogwarts news. The rebuilding was going well and the Aurors had recaptured the worst of the
remaining death eaters.



They returned to their flat and Hermione when to the sofa, kicked off her shoes and flopped down.
Harry had followed and sat down next to her kicking his shoes off also. Harry took Hermione's
feet and began to massage them as they talked.

"My word," said Hermione. "This was a very eventful day wasn't it?"

"How did you ever manage all that?" said Harry. "You must be exhausted."

"Ooo ... It was Arthur and Molly who originally suggested it about a month ago. The
Weasley's did most of the work, especially Ron and Ginny. Mmm ... My job was to make sure you
were ... were there on time. They explained to me that with magical families, coming of age is
really a big thing to celebrate. Mmm ... It's like your christening that Will mentioned. They
understand our reasons for needing to get away. But you know how very family oriented they are.
They really feel we are part of their family."

Harry said, "Yeah, it does feel that way right now. Seems easier to be a part of their family
when it's not every day."

Hermione laughed and said, "We have to make it a point to stay in contact and stop by and see
them."

"Yeah. Arthur still likes to talk to me about muggle electrical things." said
Harry.

Hermione smiled and said, "It made me happy to see you laughing with everybody and having such
a good time. I was worried that what we experienced in Godric's Hollow earlier today might have
put a damper on your mood."

"I just got swept up in it all. It really didn't seem so much a birthday celebration for
me but more a party for everyone that was there. Did your mum and dad enjoy it?"

"Yes, very much so. I think they are getting much more comfortable with magical people. I
think they're seeing more properly now that most magical people are good, just like muggle
people. I saw them spending a lot of time talking to Molly and Arthur. That makes me very
happy."

"So let me make sure I have my understandings correct," said Harry.

"George is with Angelina." Hermione nodded happily and said, "She's so good for
him."

"Percy is back with Penelope," she nodded again.

"Ron is with Katie ..."

"And Ginny ... is with Ben."

Hermione said, "My, that's almost perfect."

"Almost?" ... Harry had a questioning look on his face. "Who did I miss?"

Hermione, with a mischievous smiled, put her arms around his neck and said, "Harry is with
Hermione."

She leaned forward and he fell back on the sofa. She landed softly on top of him. She removed his
glasses and they looked deeply into each other's eyes.

Harry said, "I really enjoyed being with you today."

"Oh Harry, you always make me feel so special." She then lowered her lips to his.

What followed was a lengthy non-verbal conversation about feelings. There were repeated discussions
about lips touching lips, finger tips running through the hair or lightly caressing the forehead
and face, the smell of hair, the curious response of the skin to an ultra-light touch on the arms
and shoulders, of holding a special someone and falling asleep.



Comprehension of his surroundings slowly returned. It was light outside as he blinked and rubbed
his eyes. There was a mass of completely out of place brown hair asleep on his shoulder breathing
softly and rhythmically. Her body lay against him. Her ruffled skirt revealed a leg entwined around
his. She stirred slightly and then her hand gently squeezed his side.



The dream was fading, a softly rolling sea, a place of warmth and security. Now, there was the
perception of a hand on her back holding her close. All was cozy and peaceful, she wanted to
snuggle in deeper. Her arm was inside a partially unbuttoned shirt, wrapped around him.



She took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. His arm reached over to her shoulder and his head
turned to breath in the sent of her hair. They contented themselves in this half-asleep half-awake
condition for several additional minutes. Then, her shoulders and head rolled away from him and her
legs tightened. Her face was mostly obscured by hair but it reflected the pleasant feeling of that
morning stretch. She blew at her hair in a few unsuccessful attempts to move it from in front of
her eyes. He carefully parted her hair with his hand and two brown eyes sparkled back at him.

"Sleep well?" he said.

"Mmm hmm ... Nice and cozy warm," she said with a smile.

"What time is it?" he asked.

She turned her head and looked across the room. "About nine-thirty."

"Slept in a bit then did we?" he said with a smile.

"We must have been tired," she said grinning. Then she said, "I need to go brush my
hair so I can see you. I must look frightful."

"No more than when you'd give me the eye for not doing better on my homework."

Hermione poked him in the side.

"Ow, not fair. I don't have my glasses. Be nice now!" said Harry smiling.

Hermione giggled and got up. After handing him his glasses, she went to her room.





7. Coming Of Age
----------------


**Chapter 7: Coming Of Age**

Being the youngest in a family of seven children meant that you pretty much knew the major
events that were celebrated while growing up. And so it was with Ginny and her seventeenth
birthday. She knew far too much for any type of surprise party for this occasion. So instead, she
took an active part in the planning, which suited her just fine. It was to start mid-afternoon and
involve family, friends, brooms and some fun quidditch.

Hermione was in the kitchen of their flat tying a bow on the present she was giving to Ginny.

"Harry, are you ready to go to the Burrow for Ginny's party?"

"Yes, coming. Just finishing wrapping up her present."

Harry walked into the kitchen and said, "Ok, ready. Just wish I had a broom to bring
along."

"I'm sure the Weasley's have one you can borrow," said Hermione.

"Yeah, but is not the same as having your own. Ok. After you then."

Hermione stepped into the green flames and said, "The Burrow." Harry followed a moment
later.



He stepped from the floo into the Weasley kitchen.

"Hello Harry!" said Arthur. "I think you forgot your glasses."

"I don't have to wear them anymore," said Harry. "I went to St Mungo's and
they corrected my eyesight."

"Yes," said Hermione. "Doesn't he look good without glasses?"

"Hmm," said Ron with a smile. "That looking good part might be a bit of a
stretch."

With first a smile and then a scolding expression, Hermione hit Ron gently on the arm.

Harry smiled and said, "So where's Ginny? I want to wish her a happy birthday."

Ron said, "She's outside. She hasn't put her wand down since she woke up this morning.
Using magic for every little thing. I was never like that."

Arthur smiled and said, "No, you were worse."

Ron chuckled and said, "Seriously, Ginny is doing some very impressive magic. Hermione, have
you been giving her lessons?"

Hermione smiled and said, "I may have shown her a few things. She did ask me once about some
of the spells I used in our sixth year."

Ron's eyes widened a bit and he said, "So ... in addition to bat bogies, she can also do
attacking birds." Ron thought for a moment and then smiling said, "Pity any guy who gets
out of line with her." Then, a realization slowly spread across his face and he said with a
grin, "Thanks Hermione!"

Harry and Hermione laughed as they all stepped out into the backyard. Ginny was walking back toward
the kitchen when she saw Harry and Hermione come out. She ran up to them excitedly and hugged them
both. Harry and Hermione wished her happy birthday.

Ginny said, "Harry! You look good without your glasses." Ron rolled his eyes and
shrugged. Then, Ginny pointed to the meadow and said, "So what do you think?"

The meadow now contained quidditch hoops at each end of a playing field. There were also colorful
banners and flags waving in the breeze. There was a refreshment table containing drinks and
snacks.

"It looks great Ginny," said Harry. "Did you do all that yourself?"

Ginny nodded happily and said, "It's really great fun being able to do magic whenever I
want. No more underage magic owls from the ministry. Mum and Dad are very pleased about
that!"

While they were talking, Molly and Arthur walked up carrying a package. Arthur said, "Ginny,
this is our birthday present to you. We think you should open it now."

Ginny's eyes went wide as she took the long thin package and excitedly ripped off the birthday
wrapping paper. She let out a loud whoop and shouted with delight, "A Nimbus broom!"
Beaming a smile, she hugged each of her parents thanking them.

Molly said, "Congratulations on becoming Gryffindor quidditch captain. We are so proud of
you!"

...

Everyone was enjoying themselves at the party. Harry, Ron, Ginny, George, Angelina, Ben and Katie
were on brooms playing quidditch in the meadow. They were all having a good time passing the
quaffle and performing their favorite moves with each other. Ginny was enjoying her new broom and
was easily out flying all of them. It was very clear to the others that she had been practicing.
Even on a new and unfamiliar broom, Ginny flew with speed and precision.

After a while, Ginny took charge and got the others to try out some new moves she had come up with.
She wanted to see how they might work for the Gryffindor team. Her ability to be a good captain
quickly became apparent to the others. They followed her instructions and supported her efforts to
refine her ideas. During breaks in the game action, the other players added happy birthday banners
and well wishes to the field decorations.

While the quidditch activities we going on, the other guests sat a short distance away at the
picnic table under a shade tree. Hermione, Percy, Penelope, Bill, Fleur, Charlie, Neville, Luna,
Arthur and Molly were all talking about family, work, school and the ministry. Hermione was talking
to Neville and Luna who sat next to each other across the table from her.

"Neville" said Hermione, "What are your plans for school this year?"

"I'll be going back to complete my seventh year NEWT's in herbology. I want a career
as a herbologist. I've spent most days this summer helping Professor Sprout get the green
houses back in order. She is going to give me extra lessons to catch up from last year."

"That's great Neville!" said Hermione. "You've always been so good at
herbology."

"Thanks." said Neville. "The ministry sent me an owl with some other offerings; one
of them was Auror. I thought a long time about that offer and about following in my Mum and
Dad's career. But after all we went through last year, I thought maybe I could do better by
being at Hogwarts. Maybe I can help dissuade the next would-be Tom Riddle student and turn their
thinking toward a better goal."

Hermione's eyes glistened as she looked at him and said, "Oh Neville. That's so
wonderful! I think your mum and dad would be very proud of your choice."

Neville smiled and said, "McGonagall also wants me to be a staff assistant at Hogwarts this
year. She seems to think that after helping lead the resistance last year, I know all of the secret
places at Hogwarts."

Hermione smiled and said, "Hmm ... I'll have to be careful then if I want to do any
snogging in the hall."

Neville laughed and said, "Five points a snog." Hermione giggled.

Neville said, "Seriously though, with so many people redoing parts of last year, Hogwarts will
be at full capacity. McGonagall is being extra cautious this year."

Neville said to Luna and Hermione, "I think I'll get a refill on lemonade. Can I get some
for either of you?"

Both said yes. Neville got up and headed toward the refreshment table.

Hermione said, "Luna, are you and Neville still dating?"

In a dreamy voice she said, "No, it was a nice time and we are still the best of friends. We
are so very different, unlike you and Harry who are perfectly lovely for each other." Leaning
in close, she said in a quiet voice, "I see it in your auras."

"Erm... Thanks Luna. So ... What about you? What are your plans?"

"I'll be completing my seventh year studies and taking general NEWT's. I'm not
sure yet what I want as a career. I might do a bit of world travel after seventh year to help me
decide, maybe something in the Department of Mysteries. It was quite interesting that time we were
there."

Hermione said, "I've been thinking about a career in the Department of Mysteries too.
I'm interested in charm studies."

"I think you will be very good at that. Recently, I was helping Professor Flitwick with the
rebuilding effort. Ravenclaw tower was damaged extensively as you know. I mentioned to him my
career thoughts. He suggested that I was gifted in abstract thinking."

Luna smiled and with a serious thoughtful expression said, "I suppose that's how I got the
nickname Loony. Anyway, Professor Flitwick offered to give me lessons in philosophy and abstract
reasoning this year. It all sounds so very interesting."

...

The quidditch game had been going on for quite a while. Hermione stood up and walked toward the
edge of the meadow. Harry was circling around and now came to a hover about thirty feet in the air,
not too far from where she stood. He turned and looked toward her and she waved. Harry looked at
her for a moment and then slowly moved forward and started descending. He disappeared from view
behind a tree.

A minute later, Harry walked up beside Hermione and took her hand. "Come with me." They
walked a short distance to a large old oak tree that had a swing attached to one of the large
branches. He had her sit down on the swing and he pushed her gently.

"How was the quidditch game?" she asked.

"Not really a game but everyone is having a good time, mostly just flying around and
practicing moves. How are Luna and Neville? Are they still dating each other?"

"They are just good friends now. They both talked about getting ready to attend Hogwarts.
Neville will be a staff assistant this year in addition to his classes."

Harry asked, "Have they chosen careers?"

"Yes. Neville definitely wants to be a herbologist. Luna is still undecided. She is thinking
possibly something in the Department of Mysteries."

Harry smiled and said, "Well, like you, she's got the brains for that ... though in her
case, somewhat unorthodox at times."

Hermione smiled, "Yes. But there are some areas where that kind of thinking is
needed."

Harry held the swing and then moved to stand behind her. He began to gently massage her shoulders
at the base of her neck.

"So have you decided on your career?" asked Harry.

"It's hard to talk when you do that ... but don't stop. Yes. Of the choices the
ministry offered, I like charms development in the Department of Mysteries the best. It's an
area I have always been interested in. The people I met there during the informal interview were
very nice. I think I'd like to study and develop healing charms."

"I think that is an excellent choice," said Harry. "You've always been good with
spells and charms."

"Thanks. It will be a lot of work even with all the special Ministry of Magic arrangements for
us. From what I've heard, the NEWT's are quite intense. What about you Harry? Have you
decided?"

"Yeah, the Magical Bureau of Investigation. The job is a lot like a muggle detective. Very
little hand-to-hand combat. I need to pass NEWT's for the position but they have arranged a
work study program."

"Good. I think you've had quiet enough combat over the last few years. It may be selfish
of me, but I want you around and in one piece."

She stood up, moved toward him, and kissed him.

Just then, Ron's voice called out and said, "Hey you lovebird's, were sitting down to
eat."

Harry and Hermione separated and chuckled. Harry took her hand and they walked back to join the
others. They sat next to each other at the table and teased each other by playing footsie during
the meal. Cake, candles, ice cream and presents for Ginny followed.

The remainder of the evening was full of fun and laughter. George tried out a few new products from
the joke shop to the delight of all present. Much later, Harry and Hermione were the only remaining
guests. Ginny and Hermione had gone to Ginny's room for some 'girl talk'. Out of
earshot of Molly, Arthur discretely invited Harry and Ron out to his workshop to see some things he
was working on. He slipped out the door and Harry and Ron followed a minute later.

On their way to the workshop Harry asked, "Ron, have you decided on a career?"

"Yeah mate. I want to work in the Department of Magical Games and Sports. I was so glad when
the Ministry offered it. I know it will require a lot of work to achieve but it is something I
like."

They cautiously entered the workshop. In addition to Arthur's collection of plugs, old radios,
portable TV's and other oddities, they saw hundreds of round plastic shinny disks floating in a
corner. There was a hole in the center of each and rainbow patterns could be seen on them as they
gently twisted in the light.

Pointing at them, Ron said, "Dad, what are those round things?"

Arthur smiled and said, "Muggle sun catchers. I'm still not quite sure how to hang them to
catch the sun. I think they would also make good Christmas tree decorations. Your mother, of
course, might disagree on that use."

Harry smiled and said, "What are you doing with this old muggle mechanical typewriter over
here?"

Arthur smiled, "Ah yes, it's almost done. These muggle typewriters are very fascinating
and trick contraptions. In spite of what it says above the paper roller, it doesn't have to be
under wood for it to work. Here, let me put in a piece of parchment. ... Ok. Now Harry, speak
something to it."

Harry said, "Happy birthday Ginny".

There was a mechanical grind and then tapping sounds were heard. The bell dinged twice and the
paper advanced a few lines. Harry and Ron looked at each other and grinned. The typed line read,
"appee burpday ynniJ".

Arthur frowned and said, "Hmm... still needs some work. At least the letters aren't upside
down any more."



As they were leaving, Harry and Hermione hugged Ginny and wished her a happy birthday. Then they
returned to their flat. It was very late and sleepily, Harry began to move toward his room.
Hermione put her hands on his back and began to scratch it. Harry stopped and bent over slightly
rolling his shoulder forward.

"Down a little, yeah. Now a bit more to the left; ooh yes!" He stood up straight.
"That's the spot."

Hermione giggled.

After a minute or so more, he turned to face her and said, "That was very nice, thank
you."

"Thank you for the ride on the swing today." said Hermione.

She kissed him briefly. Then, they both went to their rooms.





8. Hogwarts Dedication Ceremony
-------------------------------


**Chapter 8: Hogwarts Dedication Ceremony**

The day of the Hogwarts dedication ceremony had arrived. Harry was waiting by the floo for
Hermione. They were first going to the Burrow to meet up with Ron. Hermione joined him. They were
both dressed casually and neatly.

Harry said, "You look nice."

"Thank you," said Hermione giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Do you have the
invitations?"

"Yes, here in my pocket. Ready to go?"

"Yes."

A moment later, they each stepped from the floo at the Burrow. They saw Ron at the table and went
over to him.

Harry said, "Ron, have you heard anything more about what to expect today?"

"Just that we are to talk to McGonagall when we arrive for last minute instructions. Mum and
Dad left for Hogwarts a little while ago. There's a new entrance hall floo. I was there all
last week helping Katie with it. It's the one we'll use for our classes when term starts.
It only works for certain students."

Hermione said, "Ron, has Ginny gone yet?"

"Yeah. She went to meet up with Neville and Luna just before you came. How are your parents
getting there?"

"They were provided a portkey by the Ministry. They should be there by now."

"Shall we go then?" asked Ron.

Harry and Hermione nodded. Ron stepped to the fireplace and took a pinch of floo powder. "See
you there." Green flames erupted as he stepped in and said, "Hogwarts!" Hermione and
Harry followed.



There were a large number of people milling about the entrance hall. Since it was a nice day, most
had stepped outside. Ron motioned to Harry and Hermione to follow, he had spotted McGonagall.

"Good to see you!" she said smiling. "We will be inviting everyone to be seated
shortly. You may wait in the staff room on the left side. Some of your other friends are already
there. The Great Hall will be full so I would ask you to sit in the front section on the
left."

Ron said, "Thank you professor." Then Harry and Hermione followed Ron to the waiting
area.

As they entered, they saw many familiar faces from the DA. They were all happy to see each other
again and milled about talking. Ron went over to be with Katie.

"Harry, Hermione, good to see you! Glad you are here today!" said Neville.

"Hi Neville. Great to see you! And Luna, how are you?"

"Exceptionally well," she said. "There is so much positive force in this room right
now. Everyone's aura is glowing so brightly."

Hermione said, "There are some people I haven't met before."

"They are DA members from the year you were away," said Luna. "We are going to
continue DA meetings this year too. Headmistress McGonagall is very supportive. You are both
welcome to be a guest teacher once and a while and give a lesson."

"I might just take you up on that Luna," said Harry. "I'll let you
know."

Neville said, "Harry, Hermione, will you be attending classes at Hogwarts this
year?"

"Yes, we will," said Hermione. "Mostly evening classes though."

"That's great! It will be nice to see you two a bit more regularly again. You know, they
are making dinner available if you come before your evening classes."

"Yeah, I heard that," said Harry. "Another good reason to come early."

"Hi Hermione! Hi Harry!" said Ginny giving each of them a hug. "Isn't it
wonderful to see our friends again!"

"Yes, it's great," said Harry. "Everyone seems to be doing really
well."

Ginny said, "McGonagall says there is a lot of interest in the DA. She's leaving it up to
the club's judgment but recommends membership to individuals in fifth year or above. She said
older students are more ready to make the necessary study and practice commitment."

Neville said, "Charmed coins are the official membership badge used by the club now. That was
a brilliant idea Hermione."

"Thanks Neville," smiled Hermione.

The door to the staff room opened and a woman slowly entered. "It's Lavender!" said
Neville. "She was discharged from St. Mungo's just the other day. I've been visiting
her when I go to see my Mum and Dad. She's still healing but expected to make a full recovery
in time. She took part of the curse that killed Colin as she tried to protect him."

People were greeting her and wishing her well as she slowly made her way into the room. Lavender
and Hermione's eyes contacted and they both moved toward each other. As they met, they embraced
and whispering in each other's ear.

"Lavender, I've been so ashamed of the way I treated you in sixth year. Please forgive
me."

"Oh Hermione, I need to thank you. From what I've been told, another second and that bite
would have made my life so very different."

"We need to spend some time together soon," said Hermione.

"I'd like that very much," said Lavender.

"Your attention please." McGonagall was standing inside the door leading to the Great
Hall. "Would you all take a seat in the Great Hall. We are ready to begin."

They filed out and sat in the section she had indicated. The Great Hall somehow seemed bigger and
was filled to capacity with people quietly talking. Instead of the dining tables, many rows of
chairs had been setup with aisles down the middle and sides. People were standing in the back and
along the walls. A photographer was moving around taking pictures. In the front of the hall, in
place of the teacher's table, there were seated two rows of teachers and dignitaries from the
Ministry. There was an aisle that separated these seats into left and right sections. It was easy
to see that there was a stone missing from the back wall. A podium stood partway to the left side.
Headmistress McGonagall stepped to the podium and the room fell silent.

Holding her hands raised and in a loud voice, she said, "It is my great pleasure to welcome
you again to Hogwarts." There was loud applause and cheering at these words.

When silence returned, McGonagall continued. "To our distinguished guests, students past and
present, families, friends and faculty gathered here today. Through your support, encouragement and
generosity, Hogwarts has been restored and will begin normal term in a few days. We gather here
today to rededicate the school and to thank those who have given so much in service and its
defense. So, without further ado, I would ask you to welcome the Minister of Magic, Kingsley
Shacklebolt."

Everyone applauded as Kingsley walked to the podium.

"Thank you, headmistress McGonagall. Hogwarts is once again the place we all remember and
cherish in our hearts. Well done indeed!" There was more applause.

"Friends, these last few years have brought turmoil, destruction and death to so much we hold
dearest in our world. Some of it can be mended and restored in time. Some of it ... is lost
forever. Professor Flitwick, if you would present the commemoration."

Professor Flitwick stepped forward and waved his wand. A pedestal and stand appeared opposite the
podium on the right side. With another flick of his wand, a large plaque appeared and floated to
its place on the stand.

Kingsley said, "This commemoration is engraved with the names of those who were lost in the
great battle of Hogwarts this year. It serves as a reminder of those who made the ultimate
sacrifice in defense of Hogwarts and the ideals is teaches. We are awed by their courage and
strength of character. They inspire us to see beyond ourselves. To strive to make the world a
better place for all. Please observe with me a moment of silence now for those who are honored by
this commemoration."

Harry had his arm around Hermione as she dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief. He glanced around at
his friends. Katie held Ron's hand as he stared motionless at the plaque. Ginny had tears in
her eyes sitting between Neville and Ben holding each of their hands. Neville had an expression of
pride on his face. His was holding Luna's hand. Luna was smiling with tears in her eyes also.
But it seemed to Harry, by the expression on her face, that Luna's tears were not of sorrow but
of joy. She seemed to be seeing beyond the loss. It reminded Harry of what he and Luna had heard
from beyond the veil in the department of mysteries.

"Thank you," said Kingsley. "The commemoration will be permanently mounted in the
entrance hall. I encourage you to have a closer look at the conclusion of this
ceremony."

"I would now like to introduce to you Tiberius Ogden the head of the governors for Hogwarts
School."

Tiberius stepped to the podium and motioned to Flitwick. Professor Flitwick stepped forward again
and waved his wand. A stone floated to the center of the hall.

Tiberius said, "This is the final stone to be replaced. It bears a plaque honoring those who
have contributed in so many ways to the reconstruction of Hogwarts. I would ask that the governors
please take their places along the aisles."

The governors all stood and moved to the side aisles; six on each side and equally spread along the
length. They each raised their wands and pointed toward the ceiling of the Great Hall. The stone
then began to move toward the opening in the back wall.

Pointing his wand toward the ceiling, Tiberius said, "We rededicate Hogwarts to the education
of witches and wizards. May it stand today and into the future as a pillar of strength, a source of
knowledge, and a beacon for those values that empower the good in us all. May the wisdom of its
founders, the conviction of those who have served throughout its history, and the ongoing efforts
of its staff and professors today, continue to faithfully enrich the lives of all who enter into
this hallowed Great Hall."

As the stone fit into place, Tiberius said, "Dedicavit ad veritatem et scientiam."
(Dedicated to truth and knowledge.)

A glow emanated from the final stone and quickly spread to the walls. Everyone watched as the four
walls began to glow. The glow rose toward the ceiling, guided by the twelve governors. It joined to
form a canopy high over everyone's head. There was a brief flash of light, a rumble of thunder
and then the enchanted ceiling came to life again. A blue sky dotted with small puffy clouds became
visible. The silence erupted into applause and cheering!

The governors returned to their seats. Kingsley stepped to the podium and the Great Hall fell
silent again. "Tiberius, governors, thank you," said Kingsley.

"The Ministry of Magic will now recognize those who have long demonstrated the highest regard
for others in the face of adversity. Would the following individuals please step forward: Hannah
Abbott, Katie Bell, Susan Bones, Terry Boot, Lavender Brown, Cho Chang, Michael Corner, Seamus
Finnigan, Anthony Goldstein, Angelina Johnson, Lee Jordan, Ernie Macmillan, Cormac McLaggen, Padma
Patil, Parvati Patil, Leanne Spinks, Alicia Spinnet, Dean Thomas, Romilda Vane, George Weasley, and
Nigel Wolpert."

They came forward and stood shoulder-to-shoulder facing the assembly.

"Would Dennis Creevey step forward to accept posthumously for Colin Creevey. Would Arthur
Weasley step forward to accept posthumously for Fred Weasley."

"By the authority vested in me by the Ministry of Magic, I confer on each of you, 'Order
of Merlin 3rd Class' with all associated rights and privileges." There was applause and
cheering.

A bronze medal on a charcoal black cord appeared and hovered before each of them. Then, each cord
threaded itself around the neck of its recipient. A forest green vine began to spiral-wind itself
down the cord from behind the neck toward the medal. An emerald leaf inlay appeared around its
edge. The medal shimmered. It contained an image of Merlin who looked out with an expression of
satisfaction and pride. Made of the purest bronze metal, the image appeared life-like and moved
occasionally.

The recipients all fidgeted in embarrassment but were happy and smiling broadly. Kingsley and the
ministry officials moved among them shaking hands and congratulating them. The applause subsided
and they return to their seats.

After a short pause Kingsley said, "The Ministry of Magic will now recognize three individuals
who have demonstrated leadership, fortitude and tenacity in the face of affliction. Their courage
and bravery rescued many from unjust and deplorable circumstances. Through their selfless efforts,
they prepared the way for what was yet to come. Would Neville Longbottom, Ginevra Weasley, and Luna
Lovegood please step forward."

There was shock and surprise on their faces as they came forward and faced the assembly. Neville
held the hand of Ginny and Luna on each side of him.

"By the authority vested in me by the Ministry of Magic, I confer on each of you, 'Order
of Merlin 2nd Class' with all associated rights and privileges." The assembly applauded
and cheered.

A shimmering silver medal appeared before each them. As before, the cord threaded itself around
their necks. A royal blue vine spiral wound itself down the cord from behind the neck. A sapphire
leaf inlay appeared around the edge of the medal. There were silver points of light that sparkled
like stars in the inlay surrounding the life-like image of Merlin.

Neville, Ginny and Luna smiled for a moment and then turned and hugged each other. They were happy
and very moved by the honor they had just received. Kingsley and the ministry officials
congratulated them.

After they returned to their seats, Kingsley said, "For the final award, it is hard to know
where to begin." The hall was completely silent now. There was an intense focus by all present
to clearly hear the words about to be spoken. Harry, Ron and Hermione glanced at each other and saw
an uneasy expression on each of their faces.

Kingsley slowly said, "These individuals have been united in a quest to defeat evil and defend
justice since the first year they entered this Great Hall. The journey was often difficult, filled
with hardships and dangers to each of their lives. They chose to walk this path guided by faith in
a mentor and trust in each other. In doing so, they have shown courage, fortitude and love for both
the wizard and muggle worlds. These worlds are a safer place today because of their selfless
efforts. Would Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley please step forward."

They got up and humbly took their place in front of the assembly. Harry, between them, took Ron and
Hermione's hand. As they looked out at the assembly, they saw wonder, admiration, and happiness
in the eyes of those looking back at them. They heard a rustling sound behind them. Glancing over
their shoulders, they saw that the ministry officials and governors had all stood.

Kingsley said; "With pride, admiration of your noble accomplishments and the authority vested
in me by the Ministry of Magic, I confer on each of you, 'Order of Merlin 1st Class' with
all associated rights and privileges." The assembly rose to their feet and broke into
thunderous applause and cheering.

A shimmering gold medal appeared before each them. Then the cord threaded itself around their
necks. A crimson vine spiral wound itself down the cord from behind the neck. A ruby leaf inlay
appeared around the edge of the medal. There were points of gold light that sparkled like stars in
the inlay surrounding the image of Merlin.

Kingsley and the ministers congratulated them. The applause went on and on, cheering and shouting
of their names. Harry, Hermione and Ron beamed at each other, Hermione through tears of joy. They
embraced each other with warm and affectionate hugs. After a moment, Harry went to Kingsley and
spoke in his ear. Kingsley nodded and stepped back from the podium as Harry walked over and stood
behind it. Hermione and Ron followed and stood on either side of him. Harry motioned to the
assembly and the applause fell silent and they reseated themselves.

Harry said, "Um... I just want a quick word to say how overwhelming it is to each of us to be
honored by all of you." His voice became shaky and he looked down for a moment. Hermione moved
close, took his hand and gently squeezed it. Ron put his hand on Harry's shoulder.

After a short moment, Harry looked up and said, "Thank you to those who taught us here at
Hogwarts and encouraged us by the sharing of your knowledge and collective wisdom. Thanks to
Severus Snape who taught us bravery. Thanks to Albus Dumbledore who taught us the power of love.
Thanks to the families and friends who defended and sheltered us. Thanks to our friends in the DA,
you've kept the spirit alive. Thanks to all of you here present for your faith and trust in us.
And most of all, thank you to my two best friends for being by my side through it all."

The assembly applauded and cheered as Harry, Ron and Hermione returned to their seats.

McGonagall stepped to the podium. "Thank you for those kind words. I wish to extend my
congratulations to all of you who were honored today. We, and Hogwarts, are very proud of you. This
concludes the formal activities. Please feel free to remain and partake in refreshments. For the
remainder of the afternoon, Hogwarts will be an open house so that you might leisurely look around
the classrooms and castle grounds. Please enjoy your stay. Thank you."

People got up from their seats and began talking and milling about. The DA members excitedly
congratulated each other and then began to leave to be with family and loved ones. Harry and
Hermione stayed close to each other, as did Ron and Katie. Their senses became dulled as people
smothered them with their congratulations, saying how much they deserved the recognition and
shaking their hands. Eventually, they made their way to the refreshment table and then went outside
onto the grounds. A bit later, Ginny, Ben and a few others came over to them smiling.

Ginny said, "How about a friendly game of quidditch? The pitch is ready and there are recently
donated school brooms in the shed. McGonagall said it was ok."

A broad smile came to Harry, Ron and Katie. Harry looked at Hermione. She smiled and nodded back
"Go have some fun. I'll get my parents and we'll watch from the stands. They've
never seen quidditch."

Harry gave her a quick hug and a kiss. Then, he joined the others as they headed to the pitch. A
while later, there were double the normal number of players on each team. The stands had quite a
number of people talking to each other and watching the players in the loosely played game. But
mostly, the team members just chased each other, laughed and passed the quaffle to each other. They
zoomed about and raced up and down the pitch. It was an enjoyable and wonderful afternoon.





9. Hermione's Birthday
----------------------


**Chapter 9: Hermione's Birthday**

For her birthday, Harry had suggested they spend the day visiting museums. Hermione was
delighted at the suggestion. Harry had further suggested that Ron and Katie join them, which she
enthusiastically agreed to also. The plan was to meet Ron and Katie at the British Museum at 10 am.
After lunch, they would go to the Science Museum and finally the Chelsea Physic Garden.

Harry had just finished cleaning up after breakfast when Hermione came to the kitchen. "All
set," she said. She wore shorts, a scoop neck button down top and comfortable walking shoes.
Harry smiled and said, "You look great."

"Thanks."

"Just one more thing before we go," said Harry. "I want to give you your birthday
present." He held out a small box wrapped with a bow. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you Harry!" Hermione carefully removed the ribbon from the box and opened it.
"Oh Harry! It's beautiful."

The inside of the box was black velvet and contained a necklace. It had a gold chain with a heart
shaped pendant. Within the heart shape, a ruby and a sapphire floated. The two sparkling stones
occasionally changing sides or bumped into each other. Both were magically held in place by a
shimmering golden glow.

Hermione carefully removed the necklace and held it in her hand for a moment looking at it. Then
she looked up at Harry and said, "Would you please put it on me?"

Harry smiled and took the necklace from her hand. She turned around and held her hair up off of her
neck. She felt a pleasant sensation as his fingers lightly brushed the back of her neck while he
clasped the chain. Harry noticed this and smiled to himself. Then she turned back around and smiled
at him.

Harry gazed at the hypnotic glow if the necklace as it lay against the skin of her upper chest and
said, "It looks so much better now that you are wearing it."

"Oh Harry, thank you so much." She leaned forward and kissed him. Then she said with a
smile, "I'll thank you more properly later when we have more time."

Harry smile broadly. Then he said, "The necklace is ok to wear in muggle places. It looks
non-magical to muggles. Shall we go?"

"Yes. I've been so looking forward to this."



A while later, Harry caught sight of Ron and Katie.

"Hi Ron! Hi Katie!" said Hermione as she hugged them both. "I'm so glad you
could join us today."

"Happy birthday Hermione!" they both said.

"Ooo," said Katie. "That's a lovely necklace."

Hermione beamed. "It's Harry's birthday present to me."

"Well done mate," said Ron.

Harry said, "Thanks. I've got entrance passes for all of us and muggle money if you see
something you want in the gift shop. Ready?"

"You two lead the way," said Ron. "This will be a new experience for Katie and
me."

The British museum was quiet and not crowded. The two couples leisurely strolled the exhibits and
quietly talked. There was so much to see and it was all very interesting. Hermione was thoroughly
enjoying herself and very happy to have Harry's company. An arm would go around a waist or a
chin rest on a shoulder when stopped at an exhibit. Ron and Katie were doing the same. Hermione and
Katie occasionally flirted with their respective boyfriend and teased by pressing themselves
against an arm while reading an exhibit description. Upon leaving, Harry and Ron felt that overall
the museum had indeed been very enjoyable. During lunch, they talked about how many of the
artifacts they had seen contained indirect references to the magical world in ways they had not
considered before.

"I really liked the cultural exhibit," said Hermione. "Some of the pottery and stone
tablets had magical runes on them."

"I was fascinated by the Standard of Ur," said Katie. "My Mum enjoyed studying
things like that and I use to look at the pictures her books when I was young. What did you like
Ron?

"The Lewis Chessmen," said Ron. Harry nodded too. "Sure would be great to play a
game with those eh mate?"

A short while later after lunch, Katie and Hermione excused themselves to go "powder their
noses."

After they had gone, Harry said, "You and Katie seem to be doing really great. How are things
going between you two?"

Ron said, "I'm pretty sure we both feel we are right for each other. We've become very
good friends and connect with each other. It's like the way I feel when I'm with you and
Hermione. You know, we can just be ourselves with each other. But more recently, I've started
to feel there is something more with Katie. It's hard to describe but ... it just feels right
being around her. You know what I mean? There are times when we seem to read each other's mind.
And well, I just want to make her happy."

"That is absolutely great Ron," said Harry. "I'm very sure about Hermione."
Harry paused as he spotted their girlfriends in the distance walking back towards them. Harry said,
"I can't say more to you now but I have plans in the works. Don't say anything about
that to anyone though just yet."

Ron nodded as Hermione and Katie returned.

Their next stop was the interactive science center. Ron and Katie were astonished at the things
that they saw. It seemed to them that electricity was the muggle equivalent of magic. They held
hands and smiled broadly as young children took turns jumping on a large piano keyboard on the
floor making different sounds and tunes. Ron was totally taken by the computer section and thought
it unbelievable that it could play a good game of chess. Harry and Hermione grinned at him.

"Ron, you are so like your father," Hermione said with a smile.

"Maybe, but this is about the best muggle thing I've ever seen. I need to get one,"
said Ron.

Katie rolled her eyes smiling. "Maybe. But I can see some other uses besides chess games, like
maybe, school work?"

Ron smiled in spite of himself and gave Katie a quick kiss.

They made their way out of the science center and went to the final place Hermione wanted to see,
the Chelsea Physic Garden. Hermione said that it was very old and the apothecary in Diagon alley
likely got many ingredients from there. As they entered, a greeter was handing out self-directed
tour pamphlets showing the points of interest and plant identifications. Upon seeing Hermione's
necklace, the greeter handed her an additional pamphlet. Then with a wink he said,
"Enchanting."

As they walked further Harry said, "What is that second pamphlet Hermione?"

After looking at it for a moment, Hermione said "It's the same as the first one except the
plant names also have additional common names. Some of them I recognize from potions class. How did
he know?"

"The necklace," said Katie. "He must be a wizard."

They stopped and turned to look back at the greeter. He smiled and waved at them. They smiled and
waved back. They walked leisurely around the grounds enjoying the sights and smells. It was very
peaceful and tranquil. Hermione seemed to be in heaven. She was busy marking her pamphlet and
mentioning the special healing properties of some of the plants. The tour path looped around and
brought them to a café where they all enjoyed some herbal tea.

After finishing their tea, Hermione said, "There is an apothecary shown on the second
pamphlet; it's behind the gift shop. I want to go see it and get some things."

"Are you taking a potions class?" said Ron. "I've had quite enough of that
subject for a while."

Hermione smiled and said, "No potions class. I think you are still affected by the way Snape
taught us lessons."

"You got that right," said Ron with a smile.

"Well," said Hermione "I think it is a fascinating subject and I want to brew some
things professor Slughorn mentioned in our sixth year. Just for fun. I think there might be a few
that would be really useful in certain private situations."

This got Katie's attention. She smiled shyly and said, "Hermione, you and I need to talk
more about potions."

Hermione nodded and smiled. Then she said, "Well, are we ready to go have a look
then?"

The apothecary was enormous compared to the one in Diagon Alley. They had never seen most of the
ingredients that were there. Hermione looked in the book section and selected "Potions for
Lovers" and "Cure for the Common Cold".

When Hermione and Katie were out of earshot of Harry and Ron, Katie whispered, "Hermione, that
book, are you and Harry ... umm ... intimate?"

Hermione smiled and whispered back, "No, neither of us is ready yet for that step in our
relationship. I just want to learn about it for now. I like to be prepared."

Katie whispered, "Ron and I are considering that step."

Hermione whispered, "I've been thinking about a ritual I read about called 'vinculi
spiritu'. It's a special bonding ceremony that is part of the wedding day. Virginity of
both partners is one of the requirements. When the time comes, I'll talk to Harry about
it."

"I'd like to read about that," whispered Katie.

"It's in a book called 'Rituals of the Highlands' in the Hogwarts library,"
whispered Hermione with a smile.

Katie smiled warmly and said, "Thank you Hermione. What potion ingredients can I help you
collect?"

Harry and Ron had been talking quietly and decided to go outside to wait. Hermione stepped to the
counter to pay for her items. The woman behind the counter packaged her items and also suggested a
few others she would need once she read the books. Hermione nodded and the clerk added them to her
purchase. After paying, she placed the packages in her beaded bag and she and Katie rejoined Harry
and Ron outside. The sun was low now and there was a chill in the air.

Ron said, "Well you two, I think it's time for Katie and me to be going."

Hermione stepped toward Ron and embraced him saying, "Oh Ron, thank you so much for the lovely
day." Embracing Katie she said, "I really enjoyed our time today."

"It was fun Hermione. Happy birthday again," said Katie.

Harry put his arm around Hermione and they watched as Ron and Katie walked to the side of the
apothecary and then disapparated.

Hermione said, "Katie is happy being with Ron."

Harry looked at Hermione, "Ron is happy being with Katie."

They both looked at each other and smiled. Harry said, "Your mum and dad want us to come by
today. Want to go there now?"

"Ok. But let's stop by our flat long enough for me to drop off the packages and freshen up
a bit."



"Shhh ... They're coming! I just got Harry's signal on the coin."

There was a flash of green light. "Mum, Dad we're here."

"Happy Birthday!"

Hermione's hands covered her mouth in surprise. People were laughing and joking as she went to
each of them and hugged them. Ginny, Ben, Ron, Katie, George, Angelina, Neville, Luna, Arthur,
Molly and of course Dan and Emma Granger. There was food, friends, candles, cake and fun,
especially with George to liven things up.



A few hours later, the guests departed. Harry took out his wand and cleaned up the whole house in
just a few minutes while Hermione sat with her parents in the living room.

"It's wonderful how you can do that so easily," said Emma. "Thank you so very
much Harry."

"Thank you." said Harry with a smile. "Seems your party planning was very effective.
I think the guest of honor enjoyed herself."

"She most certainly did," said Hermione. Looking at her parents she said, "When did
you decide to do it?"

Dan said, "During Harry's party, we spoke with Arthur and Molly. We've met with them a
few times now."

Emma said, "We are learning a lot about the wizard world and becoming good friends with them.
They are both very nice."

"It makes me so happy to hear that," said Hermione.



A while later, Harry and Hermione returned to their flat. She led Harry to the sofa where she
happily cuddled in his arms.

"This has been the best day ever," she said. "I had such a good time
today."

Harry smiled. "That makes me very happy. I wanted your day to be special."

"You know Harry," said Hermione with a coy smile and tapping him on the nose, "I
haven't thanked you properly for my necklace yet."

Harry smiled warmly at her. She had him lie down on his back on the sofa. She then sat across his
waist with one knee on each side of him. Looking down at him with a smile, she undid the upper
button of her top. "Would you like to undo the rest of the buttons for me?"

He saw the inviting mischievous look in her eyes. Smiling he said, "I would be very happy to
do that for you."

She smiled and watched him intently as he slowly worked his way down the buttons. After the last
button, he looked into her eyes. She then removed the top and dropped it to the floor.

She said softly, "So ... how does the necklace look now?"

She wore a low cut lace bra and he thought that it graced her very nicely. He smiled and said,
"Wow! It looks fantastic!"

Hermione giggled as she saw his eyes trying to take in all of the details. His eyes spent most of
the time just below the necklace. After a moment he looked back into her eyes and said, "Maybe
you could help me with the buttons on my shirt."

"I most certainly can help you with that." she said.

After the last button was undone, she pulled open his shirt. She leaned forward and snogged him
while straightening her legs to lie against him. The room became very quiet after that.



The next morning found Harry and Hermione asleep on the sofa in each other's arms. Harry's
shirt lie on the floor with Hermione's bra on top of it. An alarm clock began chiming in
Hermione's room. They both stirred and felt each other stretch satisfyingly.

With her eyes still closed she said, "Oh ... I don't want to go to class this
morning."

"Never thought I'd hear Hermione Granger say something like that," chuckled
Harry.

"I just want to stay with you like this." She squeezed him and he lightly caressed her
back with his hand.

"You'd get no complaints from me," said Harry. "But McGonagall would likely not
accept our current condition as an excuse."

She sighed and reluctantly said, "Probably not ... I suppose I'll have to get up and get
ready then." ... The alarm continued to chime.

"Do you have class this evening?" said Hermione.

"Yeah. I'm going to Hogwarts early for dinner. I have to complete my assignment after you
leave."

"Well then, I mustn't keep you from your studies." ... The alarm continued to
chime.

After another minute, they both sighed deeply and Hermione sat up.

"You look very beautiful this morning," Harry said with a smile.

"Why thank you Harry," she said smiling back. "Any particular reason?"

"Hmm ..." he said with a thoughtful expression holding his chin. "A few reasons ...
but ... it must be that sparkle I see in your eyes."

She laughed. "Yes, that must be exactly what it is." She pointed to her face and said,
"My eyes are up here."

Harry laughed and said, "Ok, your charms are too powerful. You can stop tormenting me
now."

Hermione grinned happily. She picked up her cloths and held them against her chest. After giving
Harry a quick appreciative kiss, she went to her room to get ready for class.





10. The Family Tree
-------------------


**Chapter 10: The Family Tree**

It had been a busy week for Harry and Hermione. Between Ministry visits, classes at Hogwarts and
studying, they had not spent much time together. Harry had suggested a picnic for just the two of
them and Hermione liked the idea very much. Harry and Hermione floo'd to the Burrow. Harry
always liked its secluded and peaceful surroundings. Ginny and Ron greeted them when they arrived.
Arthur and Molly had gone to Diagon Alley for the afternoon.

"Do you have everything you need for your picnic?" Ginny asked Hermione.

"Yes. I think so. Oh, do you have a blanket we can borrow?"

"Ron," said Harry. "Can I talk to you outside so you can show me a good direction to
go."

"Sure," said Ron and they went out the door.

...

"Sandwiches, fruit, drinks, ... ah, the blanket. Thanks Ginny." She fit it in the top of
the basket and tucked it in to cover the contents.

"How romantic," said Ginny in a dreamy voice.

Hermione smiled, "I'm just happy to get some quality time alone with him."

"I think you'll have a nice quiet afternoon," said Ginny.

"I'm sure we will," said Hermione raising her eyebrows with a mischievous smile. They
both grinned at each other.



"Ron," said Harry. "Can I borrow a broom?"

"Yeah, of course. Where are you headed?"

"I want to take Hermione to that hillside with the big tree. Remember, you pointed it out to
me that day we went flying. You said it was a great place for a picnic. I want today to be special
for her."

Ron's eyes brightened as he said, "Really! Yeah ... that would be a great place to take
her. Do you remember how to get there?"

"Sort of," said Harry. "It's across the meadow in that direction."

"Yes." Ron pointed and said, "See that mountain peak just above the tree tops? Start
in that direction. When you see a farmhouse with a red barn, turn to your left and head toward a
small lake. You'll spot the tree above the lake on the hill."

"Thanks Ron," said Harry. He stepped into the broom shed and a moment later came out with
a large broom. Then he said, "Now I just have to calm Hermione when she realizes we're
going flying."



With basket in hand, Hermione and Ginny made their way to where Harry and Ron were standing.
Hermione eyed Harry apprehensively as he held the broom.

"You're not going flying on that are you?" said Ginny.

Harry and Ron just glance at each other.

Ginny rolled her eyes. She took the broom from Harry and handed it to Ron. Then, she took out her
wand and turned toward the Burrow. "Accio broom!"

A moment later, a broom glided silently toward her and she caught it in her hand. Turning back to
Harry she said, "Here, use this one."

"Ginny," said Harry, "This is the Nimbus broom you got for your birthday. Are you
sure?"

"Yes," said Ginny. "It's in your very good and capable hands. Hermione will
enjoy the ride much better."

"Thanks Ginny," said Harry. Turning to Hermione, "Ready?"

"Yes. I think so. Not too fast."

Harry smiled and nodded. He put the broom handle through the basket handle and then mounted the
broom. He kicked off into a very low hover. Hermione got on and sat behind him putting her arms
around his waist. Harry eased the broom forward and they smoothly and silently rose into the sky.
They made slow graceful arcs over the meadow and then disappeared above the distant trees.

"Do you know where they're headed?" Ginny asked Ron.

"The family tree."

"Oh Merlin! Really!? Does that mean..."

"Yeah. He didn't come out and say it, but I think that's what he has in
mind."

Ginny said, "It will be the perfect place for them." Ginny sighed and said, "So
romantic and there's so much magic there."

Ron asked, "Does Hermione know about the family tree?"

Ginny thought for a moment. "No, I don't think so. It's not in any books and we've
never talked about it. Her parents, being muggles, would never have heard of it either."

"Good," said Ron with a satisfied expression. "It will be much more memorable then.
She is really hard to surprise."

"Yeah," said Ginny smiling. "Harry will be happy about that too. How much does Harry
know about it?"

"Just that it's a secluded and private place to have a picnic."

Ginny smiled; "Good. Then Harry will get a surprise too."

"What say we go in and have a quiet cup of tea for a while," said Ron.

Looking back over the distant trees and smiling, Ginny said, "It might be a long
while."

Ron put his arm around his sister and they walked back to the house.



Hermione relaxed her tight grip on Harry as he cast a disillusionment charm around them. It was a
warm day with a light breeze. The sky was a deep blue and puffy white clouds dotted the skyline.
The ride was smooth, the air crystal clear, and the view, spectacular. Many of the trees now had
red and gold leaves. From above, amber grain rolled gently in the breeze, like ripples on a lake.
Harry flew slow and gentle sometimes skimming the treetops. The countryside stretched below them,
checkerboard-like patterns imprinted by the people of that land. All of their cares and concerns
were part of the world that was below. Here above was a feeling of freedom and peace. You could
choose your direction, change it at any time, and it all led to the same limitless horizon of
possibilities. Flying this way always made Harry feel so alive. Having Hermione along to share it
with him was exhilarating.

"Harry, this is so beautiful and peaceful." She drew herself close and sighed a deep
breath.

After about ten minutes, Harry spotted their destination. He circled once while gradually
descending and then lightly touched down by the tree. They spread the blanket and enjoyed a quiet
lunch until ...

"Last strawberry for you. Open up," said Harry.

"Make it dark chocolate this time," said Hermione.

Harry pointed his wand and the strawberry floated to the container of chocolate. It then floated
toward Hermione. She tilted her head back slightly and opened her mouth. She hadn't seen his
mischievous grin. The strawberry then slid down the bridge of her nose, leaving a trail of
chocolate, and dropped into her mouth. Harry grinned broadly.

"You'll pay for that Potter," she muttered to herself. Unnoticed by Harry, Hermione
tilted the wand in her hand, mostly hidden from his view, and pointed it at Harry. An instant
later, it shot a pink puffball. "Poof!" as it struck him in the forehead leaving a pink
cloud as it burst like a bubble. A pink powder mark now showed on his forehead.

"Ah hah ... being sneaky are we!" said Harry as he retaliated. Two blue puffballs flew
from his wand. She dodged one and the other hit her on the arm.

"Eek!" she said scrambling to the tree for cover. She fired three more at him.
"Oof" as one got him on the cheek. He waved his hand trying to clear away the pink cloud
in his face.

For the next few minutes, there were shrieks, shouts and considerable laughing as pink and blue
puffballs flew between them. Most were deflected or dodged but many found their targeted area of
the body. In an all out barrage, Hermione sent fifty pink puffballs flying at Harry in rapid fire.
"Aahhh!" He ducked and dodged as many as he could as he ran to the other side of the
tree. Peeking around the tree they saw each other and fired at the same instant. But both missed.
Harry quickly ducked back and around the tree. He put his arms around her from behind and pinned
her arms to her side.

As she gently squirmed he said "Truce, truce. Kiss and make up now." She stopped
squirming and turned around to face him smiling. As she moved to kiss him, she brushed her nose on
his cheek. But for some reason, chocolate on his face didn't bother Harry as their lips met and
they wrapped their arms around each other.

After a few moments (or maybe a lot longer), they stepped back and laughed at the sight of each
other marked in pink and blue. After using a cleaning charm, they lay down on the blanket, side by
side, and looked up at the clouds in the sky. They spent a long while pointing out cloud pictures
in the sky and sometimes changing the shapes with their wands.

... "That one looks like a cute little bunny," said Hermione. "Let me fix the ears a
bit. ... There, how's that?"

"Aww... Very nice" ... Then grinning, Harry said, "How about that one over there? It
looks like a snitch. See the wispy wings?"

Hermione giggled. Then, in mock sarcasm said, "How romantic ... first a broom, and now, a
snitch?"

Harry chuckled. "Ok then. Let's see ... that one over there, just above the tree, looks
like an otter."

"Hmm ... sort of. More like this I think." ... Her happy feeling at that moment only
needed the spell to be spoken. Softly she said, "Expecto Patronum." Her patronus appeared
and an otter hovered above them.

This being one of the happiest days in his life, Harry softly said "Expecto Patronum".
The stag appeared instantly.

Pointing with their wands, the patronus' playfully chased each other. Then, the stag did not
see where the otter was hiding. The stag turned its head and saw the otter reclined on its back
looking safe and happily contented. Its eyes were soft and inviting. The stag stretched up its head
and slowly turned, its great antlers warning any foe that might be watching. Then, its head turned
and curled to look at the otter with softness in its eyes. The two images swirled into each other
and merged into a single vaporous cloud that sparkled randomly for a moment and then
dissolved.

"Umm ... Harry, did you feel anything just now?"

"Yeah, during the sparkling. What about you?"

"Yes. I felt something too. What did it feel like to you?"

"Umm ... it's a bit hard to put into words ... kind of like ... a chocolate ice cream
sneeze."

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed, "A chocolate ice cream sneeze? What is that?"

"Well ... it's the good feeling you get when you taste chocolate ice cream. And, the nice
tingly feeling you get right after a good sneeze. But it was both feelings at the same
time."

Hermione laughed. "Well, I agree with you about the sneeze feeling. ... but ... it seemed more
like vanilla to me."

Harry said, "Did you know that would happen, what we both felt?"

"No, I didn't. Patronus' are from our happy feelings but, I didn't think they
could connect and feed back to us."

"Hmm ... seems we've found another connection between us," said Harry
thoughtfully.

They lay quietly next to each other for a few minutes. Then, Harry sat up and turned his body to
face her. Taking her hands, he gently pulled her into a sitting position also. He held her hands
and they just looked at each other for a moment. Time seemed to slow down.

He thought about what they had been through together since that day he met her on the train. She
had always been by his side helping him accomplish what he had been called to do. She had freely
chosen to stand by him through it all, enduring the risks and consequences of that choice. Her
faithfulness to that decision had never wavered even in their darkest and seemingly hopeless
moments.

She looked back at him and saw her best friend. She thought of the trust and understanding they
shared in each other. He had supported and unconditionally accepted her, just as she was, from the
beginning. In spite of all his burdens and uncertainties, there had always been a subtle and
steadfast connection between them. She felt so much more now, beyond friendship, and knew that it
grew from their deep and genuine care for each other.

Harry said, "Hermione, your friendship has meant so much to me over all these years.
You've made my weakness' strong and helped me become more than I ever thought
possible." Smiling he said, "Sorry to have caused you so much trouble."

She smiled and said, "It was a bit challenging at times wasn't it." Then, becoming
more serious, she said, "But you helped an insecure little girl grow in so many ways. You
helped make her complete by being a kind and supportive friend. It just feels right being with you.
I can't imagine my life any other way. In spite of all the hardships and risks we endured, I
would not trade it for anything."

Harry felt his heart start to beat faster. He looked deeply into her eyes. Softly and sincerely he
said, "You are my closest and dearest friend. I thought it could never be better than that.
But over the past months, it has become better. I've fallen in love with you."

The intensity of his gaze into her eyes made her heart race. She said, "Oh Harry, I'm in
love with you too. It's such a happy feeling when I'm with you." She looked softly
into his eyes, and held her breath.

Harry said, "I love you so very much ... and ... I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
... Hermione, will you marry me?"

To Harry, it seemed the question hung in the air for such a long time waiting for an answer.
Jubilation flared from her heart. Then a sparkle in her eye and a radiant smile dawned on her
face.

"Oh yes Harry!" She embraced him. "Yes! Yes! Yes I will marry you!" Then she
threw her arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her. They kissed long and
lovingly.

They released each other and Harry took her hands again. They looked at the joy in each other's
face for a moment. Then, Harry put his hand into his pocket and withdrew a gold engagement ring.
The diamond sparkled in the sunlight. Hermione took a quick breath at the sight of it. Harry slowly
slid the ring onto her finger. As he did, the diamond began to sparkle more brightly. Harry held
her hand for a moment and they both looked at it intently. Her beautiful hand, that shimmering ring
with two intertwining spirals on the band, it was marvelous. Their parallel lives had just changed
direction and were now tracking toward a union. Harry felt great happiness and fulfillment.
Hermione felt like she would burst with joy.

Hermione moved forward and guided Harry onto his back. She lay on top of him and passionately
kissed him, pouring in her love and joy. Harry held her tightly and with similar enthusiasm,
focused his happiness on her. They had little perception of anything but each other as a soft
golden glow of enchantment enveloped them. The breeze rustled the tree leaves and the birds sang
sweetly in that peaceful heavenly place.



A short while later, cuddled in each other's arms, Harry said, "I want to stay with you
here like this forever. But, we should start back to the Burrow."

Hermione reluctantly nodded and after giving him a kiss, released him. They packed up everything
and were about to mount the broom when Harry stopped. Hermione looked at him as he took out his
wand and moved toward the tree trunk. He carved the shape of a heart into the bark of the tree. He
added a 'Harry' inside the shape and then looked at Hermione. She smiled and took out her
wand to complete it, adding 'and Hermione 1998 * *' making a pink and blue puffball. They
kissed softly.

As their lips parted, they glanced toward the tree and saw that hundreds of other carvings in the
tree had appeared. They looked back at each other with delighted smiles. Then, they began looking
at the other carvings on the tree. Most were weathered and old.

Harry said, "Look! Arthur and Molly."

"1969" said Hermione. "Not long after they graduated Hogwarts. Ginny mentioned that
to me once."

"Hermione, look up over there, that small tree branch. There are two leaves on it with Arthur
and Molly's name."

"Yes ... and look at those seven flowering buds under the leaves. There's one for each of
their children! One has a vine growing out of it."

Hermione said, "Oh! Harry, look over there! James and Lily 1978."

Harry silently looked at it for a moment. The carving had a doe and a stag.

Hermione bit her lip and pointed. "Harry, the branch is there." Harry looked to see a
small branch with two leaves on it with the names James and Lily. There were two buds under it, one
flowering, the other closed. Harry stared at it.

Hermione put her arm around him. In a quiet voice Harry said, "What do you think about that
closed bud?"

"I don't know. We'll have to ask Arthur and Molly."

"Hang on ... where's our carving again?" said Harry. They went back to where they had
carved their names in the tree. Then, they began looking up at the branches.

"There!" said Hermione pointing. A new small branch with two leaves holding the names
Harry and Hermione was there. Under the leaves, two, very tiny, unopened buds.

Harry turned to Hermione with a soft glorious expression and smile. "Two children? ...
Ours?"

Hermione smiled back and softly said, "Perhaps. But Harry, I think this tree shows what might
and has happen; not what will happen."

Harry looked thoughtfully at her and nodded his head saying, "Guess we'll just have to
wait and see what grows from our love. I think I like it better that way."

"Me too Harry."

They shared an embrace and a long kiss. Then, mounting the broom, they kicked off and started back
to the Burrow.



Ron and Ginny were sitting at the Weasley picnic table under a shade tree drinking pink lemonade.
They had been having a quiet and pleasant brother sister conversation. Ron couldn't remember
the last time this had happened but they were both enjoying just spending time talking to each
other. They both agreed that they should do it more often.

A spot appeared low over the trees across the meadow and began to grow larger.

"Here they come," said Ron.

Ron and Ginny walked toward the broom shed watching as they touched down. Harry and Hermione were
both smiling broadly at their friends. Hermione got off quickly and moved toward Ginny with her
left hand outstretched in front of her. Ginny squealed and they hugged each other.

Hermione turned to Ron who took her left hand in his. After a brief moment, he looked up at her
face and smiling said, "Congratulations Hermione."

Hermione embraced him. Ron said, "I wish all the best for you. I know you will be happy
together."

"Thank you Ron," said Hermione with tears in her eyes. Then she kissed him on the
cheek.

Ginny had moved to Harry. She had a broad smile and tears of joy in her eyes as she hugged him and
said, "I'm so happy for the both of you."

"Thanks Ginny," he said as he looked at her again. "I think Hermione likely has a
lot she wants to talk to you about. Go with her, I'll bring your broom."

Ginny smiled and kissed Harry on the cheek. "Thanks," she said. Then, Ginny and Hermione
left for the house in excited conversation. Harry and Ron watched as they went inside.

"Did you find it ok, the family tree?"

"Yeah, it was perfect." Harry smiled. "She is very happy right now. There were also
a few surprises in that tree for me too that you didn't mention."

"That makes me feel really good then," said Ron smiling. "You look very happy too.
Congratulations mate!"

"You are already my best mate but I want to ask you properly. Will you be my best man at the
wedding?"

"Yes, I'm honored mate. When is the bonding day?"

"In a few months, I think the planning and details will get worked out fairly quickly,"
said Harry with a smile. Ron nodded in agreement and also smiled.



They were all sitting around the kitchen table sipping tea, talking, laughing and planning. There
was a whoosh from the floo. The conversation around the table abruptly ended and four very broad
smiles greeted Arthur and Molly as they stepped into the kitchen.

Molly's eyes slowly narrowed as she surveyed the scene. "Ok ... what's going on here?
I can tell you lot are up to something."

No one said a word. After a moment, Arthur stepped beside his wife and said softly to her,
"Molly dear, have a look at Hermione's left hand."

Molly's eyes widened as the realization of a ring on her third finger set in. "Oh my word!
How wonderful! Oh I'm so happy for you! Come here you two." After giving each of them a
smothering hug, she smiled and said, "When did this happen?"

Harry said, "Just this afternoon on our picnic at the family tree."

"Oh, how lovely!" said Molly. "Hermione, do your parents know yet?"

"No, not yet."

Molly said, "Why don't you call them and see if they want to come over for a bit of dinner
so you can tell them too."

"Thank you, that would be very nice."

When Arthur arrived with Hermione's parents, it took her mother only a few seconds before she
squealed and ran over to hug Hermione and Harry.

Harry went over to Hermione's father and said, "I want to ask you for your blessing to
marry your daughter."

"Thank you Harry. You've had our blessing since our time together in Australia. We know
that Hermione will be well cared for and loved by you. We will be very blessed ourselves to have
you as a son-in-law."

There was lively conversation as a quick meal was prepared. A few bottles of champagne found their
way to the table.



After dinner, they all went to sit in the family room. Harry whispered something to Hermione and
she enthusiastically nodded her head.

Harry said, "Arthur, Molly, you've been like a father and mother to me for many years.
Will you stand in for my parents at the wedding?"

Molly quickly pulled a hanky from her pocket. Arthur smiled and said, "We'd be very
honored to Harry."

Hermione said, "Harry and I went on a picnic today at what we now know is called the family
tree." She looked at Harry and smiled. "It was lovely there and that's where Harry
proposed to me." Turning to Arthur she said, "We saw lots of interesting things in that
tree. Can you tell us more about it?"

"The family tree is alive with the life force of the families it represents. You must have
seen many names and mementos carved into its trunk. Each branch grows from a bud of a previous
generation and the leaves have the parent's names on them. If you want to know about family
genealogy, you just need to go and have a look."

"Will my Mum and Dad's names be there too?" asked Hermione.

"Yes, once you and Harry are bonded in marriage. There would be no past generation but they
would be the start of a new branch and connected with you and Harry."

Harry said, "We saw unopened flower buds, what are those?"

"Those are possible children if the couple decides so. You should only count the blossoming
buds," said Arthur. "A bud will blossom when a child is born. When the child marries, the
blossom sprouts into a new extension of the branch with vine connections to both sets of parents.
I'm sure you noticed the whole tree was very tangled. It goes to show just how interconnected
we all really are."

Hermione said, "Mum, Dad, I want you to see the tree after Harry and I are
married."

"We'd very much like to do that," they responded. "We are learning so many
wonder things about the magical world."

They all talked for a while longer. Then Harry and Hermione thanked the Weasleys for dinner and
prepared to take Hermione's parents home. Hermione and Ginny agreed to talk more the next day
before Ginny returned to Hogwarts. They floo'd to the Granger home. Harry and Hermione spent a
long while with Dan and Emma talking about the Granger's wedding and sharing their joy with
them.



A few hours later, Harry and Hermione return home to their flat. They had taken a few steps toward
the hall and bedrooms when Hermione stopped and turned to face Harry. There was a bit of uneasiness
in each of their faces. It was clear to each of them what the other was thinking.

"Erm ... Harry, ... I want to wait to have ... umm ... to consummate our union until our
wedding night."

Harry nodded and said, "And we're both wondering ... can we resist the temptation if we
sleep in the same bed until then."

"Ye-es ... Can we do that? ... That is ... wait until then? There is a special ceremony
I've been thinking about. There is so much special magic in this particular marital bonding. I
think we'd both want to experience it."

Harry said, "We slept together last year on Christmas day in the tent."

"Yes, but we were fully clothed and you were in an awful painfully sick state then. I was just
trying to comfort you. Our relationship is much different now. We'll both have much stronger
desires to be intimate, to keep moving closer in our relationship. It will be hard to
wait."

"We could stay mostly dressed like we did on the sofa," said Harry. "Wear
pajamas."

"Ye-es, but ... maybe a little bit more comfortable than that ... sometimes?" There was a
momentary distant expression on Hermione's face remembering the last time they slept on the
sofa. Then, with a slightly shocked look, she said, "Oh my ... see what I mean?! It will be
hard!"

"I like that thought," grinned Harry. Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled warmly.

Harry said, "How about we have my Mum and Dad in the room too? They can chaperone
us."

"Harry! That's a wonderful idea! But ... will they let us snog each other in bed wearing
just knickers?"

Harry smiling broadly and said, "I think so. This seems very important to you and I trust your
judgment to know what is best for us. I will honor your desire to wait."

Hermione said with a mischievous smile, "Ok then ... so ... my place or yours?"

"Yours," said Harry with a grin. "It has the nice comfy queen size bed."

Hermione giggled.

Harry said, "Have I told you lately how much I love you?"

"Hmm ... why no, not in the last few hours."

"Well then," said Harry, "we need to remedy that as soon as my Mum and Dad are
settled in your room."

...

Harry used a sticking charm to affix the portrait of his parents by the bed in Hermione's room.
Then he touched the picture frame and James and Lily appeared standing side by side. They briefly
glanced around the room and then looked back at him smiling.

"Mum, Dad, Hermione and I need your help. We're engaged now and it's important to us
that we not be fully intimate with each other until after our bonding. Cool us down a bit if it
looks like we're getting physically out of control with each other."

A delighted grin came to face of James as he said, "This is going to be fun." He walked
off the edge of the frame and after a short moment, returned holding a glass pitcher with water
sloshing in it. A few drops splashed on Harry and Hermione's faces. He took his place next to
Lily and looked out at them with a broad grin. Lily rolled her eyes at James and then smiled as she
looked at them also.

Hermione, with a slight worried look on her face said, "Maybe you shouldn't have used the
words, 'cool us down'."





11. Vinculi Spiritu
-------------------


**Chapter 11: Vinculi Spiritu** (Bond of the Spirits)

Arthur and Molly invited Harry and Hermione over to the Burrow the following weekend for a
planning meeting. Dan, Emma, Ron and Ginny were also there. Hermione came armed with a wedding
planner. Many of the wants and desires discussed the previous week were quickly worked out. Harry
desired to have the bonding ceremony at the church in Godric's Hollow. They discussed wedding
dresses, tuxedos, the bonding ceremony and the many reception details. Everyone volunteered to help
so Hermione assigned and scheduled the things that needed to be done. Harry could see that despite
all of the work and details, Hermione was enjoying herself. The next day, Hermione sent an owl and
confirmed their mid-November reservation for the church and reception hall.

A week later, Hermione, Ginny, Katie, Molly and Emma spent an entire day shopping for dresses. They
had visited both magical and muggle shops. They returned to the Burrow at suppertime exhausted but
very satisfied. The dress arrangements were completed. The guys had supper waiting for them upon
their return. Dan and Arthur decided on a barbeque at the Burrow and Harry and Ron helped with the
preparations. The following day, the guys went tuxedo shopping at Diagon Alley after lunch. They
were back by mid-afternoon, mission accomplished.

The following Saturday, Harry took Hermione to the jewelry shop in Diagon Alley where he had
purchased her engagement ring. Taking her hand, the shopkeeper said he had never seen the
engagement ring sparkle more brightly or look more beautiful. Hermione smiled broadly. He told them
that magical rings reflect in their glow the love shared between the couple. After hearing that
they were planning to bond with the Vinculi Spiritu, the shopkeeper showed them rings appropriate
for the ceremony. These rings were different in metallurgy and the magic within them. This type
ring was sold only in matched pairs and sizing needed to be done very carefully. After much
discussion, Harry and Hermione settled on a ring set they both liked and that also matched her
engagement ring.

They walked to Florean Fortescue's and enjoyed an ice cream cone. Then, after spending some
time in Flourish and Blotts, they visited George and Angelina at the joke shop. The shop was
crowded and George would periodically demonstrate a product to the crowd with a sales pitch.
Talking with Harry and Hermione, George said he had a lot of suggestions to liven up their wedding
day. He was particularly proud of 'His and Hers Magic Dancing Shoes'. Not only did the
shoes know all the dance steps, they also kept you from stepping on your partners' feet. And if
that weren't enough, the shoes would also shoot magical flames and colored sparks depending on
how the wearer stomped down on the heel. Harry thought they were brilliant and smiled
enthusiastically. Hermione however, told George that they were a great idea but not quite what she
was looking for just now. George said to Angelina that Hermione had always been a 'tough
sell' and they all laughed.

Later, Harry and Hermione went for a quiet walk in the park to talk and plan their honeymoon, some
non-verbal conversation also occurred. The weather had turned cold so a tropical destination was
quickly agreed upon.Harry said he would make the necessary travel and hotel reservations.

While at the park, Hermione told Harry about the bonding ceremony and how she came to know about
it. It happened on the first day she had helped with the rebuilding effort in the Hogwarts library.
She found a dusty old book lying in a pile with other books on the floor. The book had a partially
torn page sticking out. After mending the page with the repairo charm, an image of a griffin on the
page caught her eye. She had spent the next half hour sitting on the floor with the book in her lap
reading about the ancient ritual. It was intriguing and interesting. She had gone back to the
library after everything was back in order but had not found much additional information about the
ritual.

Hermione said to Harry, "The ritual suggests that other connections between a husband and wife
are possible, like sharing thoughts, feelings and magical powers. The description in the book
mentioned other couples in the past that had successfully bonded in this manner. It described the
type of people they were and the traits and attitudes they seemed to have in common."

Hermione continued, "I think the relationship you and I have very much fit these descriptions.
Like our deep and trusting friendship; we are honest, truthful and caring with each other. We can
talk about anything and there is always consideration of each other's opinion and thoughts. Our
thinking is both common and complementary. We know the right thing to do for each other and when
one of us is weaker, the other compensates for it by being stronger. There's concern and aide
for others when it is in our power to do so. Harry, we've been doing these things since our
first year at Hogwarts."

Harry and Hermione decided to talk to McGonagall about the ceremony. They also wanted to ask her to
officiate at the ceremony. The next day, Hermione sent an owl to McGonagall and received a reply a
day later. McGonagall asked them to come to her office that week to discuss it. The best man and
maid of honor would also need to be present at their meeting. Ginny and Ron were free that Friday
evening so they planned on having dinner together in the Great Hall and then speak to McGonagall
after.


**** "Good to see you all," said McGonagall. "Please come in and be
seated."

Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny entered the headmistress' office and sat down in chairs in front
of her desk.

McGonagall seated herself at her desk and said to Harry and Hermione, "I was so pleased and
happy to receive your owl. Congratulations to both of you! I am honored to accept your invitation
to officiate at your bonding. I am most proud and impressed by your choice of the Vinculi Spiritu
ceremony."

Hermione said, "Thank you headmistress. Could you tell us more about it?"

"It is an ancient bonding ritual. The couple seeks to unite themselves in body, mind and
spirit resulting in an enhanced relationship with each other. The ability of the couple to share
thoughts telepathically is likely to develop. This is not forcibly reading private thoughts but a
willful act of giving a thought to a husband or wife. More rare is the ability of the couple to
experience some of each other's strong feelings. Such as happiness, pleasure or pain. Most
rare, is the ability of the couple to combine their magical powers greatly intensifying the
strength of a mutually cast spell. Each of these abilities, if present, is under willful control
and each individual must consent. The degree to which any of these abilities develop varies with
each couple and is based on their relationship, moral character and attitude toward
others."

Harry said, "That is so extraordinary. Do many couples use this ritual?"

"Not many. The prerequisites and the ritual itself require much commitment and dedication. And
there is no guarantee that any of the abilities will develop. Like any bonding, magical or muggle,
it is the man and woman that freely initiate, sustain and grow the bond as they desire. Friendship,
love, purity of both individuals and a true commitment to each other for life are essential
requirements for this bonding ritual."

Hermione asked, "How is the bonding accomplished?"

"It is done over three days. The first day focuses on perceptions and interaction with the
physical. Things such as sheltering, protecting, care during sickness and making a home for the
family. It involves non-magical labor and self-denial through fasting. The second day involves
personal reflection and meditation, the replacement of a corrosive thought or attitude with a life
giving one. The third day is the ceremony of the spirit bonding. It is similar to a normal bonding
ceremony in form but it is much more. Each person pledges the essence of his or her being to the
other. There are special incantations and charms that are used. It is a deep magic that is called
forth and it elevates the bonding to a spiritual degree. It is a most serious and unbreakable
bond."

Everyone sat in silence for a moment. Hermione turned to Harry and softly said, "So what do
you think Harry?"

He looked at her and said, "I could have never imagined all of the things we've learned
and experienced in the magical world. This bonding ritual might be the beginning of another
wondrous part of it. I love you more than I can say and want our magical life together to be the
best it can possibly be. Even if these abilities don't happen with us, we'll still have
each other and our love and friendship. We should do it. How do you feel?"

"Ever since reading about it, I've felt it was something that should be experienced. I
love you so very much and the chance to make our marriage so special is too great an opportunity to
pass up."

McGonagall smiled and said, "Very well then, we shall proceed. Have you chosen a date for the
ceremony?"

Hermione said, "Yes, it will be on the third Sunday in November to minimize the impact to our
studies here at Hogwarts." Then, with a smile she said, "Harry and I also want to arrange
some time away together."

McGonagall smiled warmly and said, "I think arrangements can be made. Please speak with each
your professors to make arrangements for your lessons and assignments."

McGonagall said, "Do you have any further questions for me at this time?"

Harry looked at Hermione and then said, "No headmistress. Thank you."

McGonagall said, "If you and Hermione would wait downstairs in the Great Hall, I would like to
speak with Ron and Ginny. They will return to you shortly."

Harry and Hermione got up and left the room. After they had left, McGonagall said, "As best
man and maid of honor, you have an active role to play in the bonding ceremony. You will help
perform the logistics of the three day ritual so that Harry and Hermione can focus fully on its
personal aspects."

Ginny said, "That might be a challenge, particularly with Hermione. She likes to plan things
ahead of time." Ginny looked at Ron who was nodding with a smile.

McGonagall smiled and said, "Indeed. But you are all close and trusted friends. You should
have little difficulty."

McGonagall took two small books from her desk drawer and handed them to Ron and Ginny. Then she
said, "These books will tell you what needs to be done so you can prepare. The three of us
will have additional meetings to ensure your full understanding. Just to quickly summarize what you
will do ..."

She spent a few minutes going over the general content of the book. Then, McGonagall said,
"Please keep the information private so as not to burden Harry and Hermione. The two of you
may discuss the books content with each other. We will meet again next week."

"Thank you headmistress." said Ron.



Ginny and Ron rejoined Harry and Hermione in the Great Hall.

"My word!" said Ginny. "This is an exceptional bonding you two are undertaking. It
goes well beyond just 'tying the knot'."

Everyone smiled. Then, Ron said, "Yeah. I've never heard anyone in the Weasley family ever
talk about this ceremony. I know you two can do it and you'll be successful."

Hermione said, "Thanks to both of you. I hope it won't be too much trouble for you. What
did McGonagall talk to you about?"

Ginny said, "We can't say too much about it now. But we'll be meeting with her a few
times to go over it in more detail. This is so exciting!"

Ron said, "Yeah, and it's no trouble at all. We want to do whatever it takes to make your
bonding day just the way you want it." Ginny nodded enthusiastically.

Hermione said, "But there must be something more you can tell us so Harry and I can
prepare."

Ginny and Ron just looked at her and shook their heads.

Harry said, "Hermione, I think Ron and Ginny are very serious about this. They'll make
sure things are done right. Thanks Ron, thanks Ginny. You two, any your whole family, are simply
the best."

After a brief moment, Hermione reluctantly nodded and said, "Ok".



On the evening before the beginning of their three-day bonding ceremony, Harry and Hermione were at
their flat making final preparations. Hermione was still going over and checking her wedding
planner. Harry had boxed up the last of the decorations for the reception.

"Tux?" said Hermione.

Looking at the contents of the box and closing it, Harry smiled and said, "Ron has it at the
Burrow."

"Wedding dress with Mum." said Hermione to herself. ... "Flowers, candles, guestbook
..."

In their living room, there was a flash of green light and a whoosh as Ginny stepped from the floo.
A moment later another green flash and Ron also stepped from the floo.

"Harry? Hermione?" said Ginny. "We're here."

"Be right there," called Hermione from her bedroom.

A moment later a box floated out from the hall. Harry guided the box with his wand and set it on
the floor by the sofa.

"Hi!" said Harry. "That's all the decorations for the church and reception hall.
They've been charmed to float into position by themselves. Just open the box in each
room."

"Ok. I'll make sure it gets done," said Ron as Hermione joined them studying her
wedding planner.

"Ron, you and Ginny have the rings?" Hermione asked not looking up from her wedding
planner.

Ron looked at Ginny and smiled. "Yes, Hermione. We have them safe."

After another moment, she closed the planner and handed it to Ginny. "I think everything that
needed to get done is done." Then, with a slight concerned and sheepish look, she meekly said
to Ginny, "Check it over once more ... just to be sure?"

Ginny smiled and said, "Yes, I will." Then with a slightly stern expression she said,
"Hermione, you need to put the planning out of your mind now. Don't think about it
anymore. There are more important preparations to be made, you and Harry."

Hermione opened her mouth to say something. But seeing Ginny's look, she closed it again and
nodded.

Grinning, Ginny said, "Any last minute goodbye time needed?"

Hermione smiled, "No, we did that a few minutes ago. But ... since you asked ..."
Hermione flung herself at Harry embracing him tightly and kissing him. ...

"Ahem ..." said Ron. Ginny giggled as Hermione released Harry and he staggered
slightly.

Ron said, "I reckon you both remember all of this but McGonagall wants us to go over it with
you one last time. You can't see or talk to each other until the ceremony on Sunday. You can
only use magic for reasons of security and safety. If you need anything, ask us. You must witness
the sunset each day, Ginny and I will help with that."

Harry and Hermione nodded.

"Ok, anything else before we go?" asked Ginny. Everyone looked at each other in silence.
"Right then, Hermione, you're with me." She took Hermione's hand.

Hermione looked at Harry and, in a quiet lonesome voice said, "Bye Harry."

"Bye Hermione. See you in a few days."

There was a loud crack sound as Ginny and Hermione disapparated.

Ron said, "Ready mate?" Harry nodded and took Ron's hand. They disapparated with a
crack!





12. Diem de Corpus
------------------


**Chapter 12: Diem de Corpus** (Day of the body)

It was 6:00 am when Ron brought Harry to a remote farm in the countryside. Ron took out his wand
and faced Harry. While taping on each of Harry's shoulders, he said "diem de corpus."
Then he said, "Remember your fasting today; only water until sunset."

Harry nodded and they both turned and walked up the steps of the farmhouse porch and knocked on the
door. The door behind the screen swung open and an old weathered man looked out at them.

Ron said, "Mister McGregor? I'm Ron and this is Harry. Harry is here to accomplish first
day bonding."

They moved back as the screen door opened and the man stepped out onto the porch.

"Been expecting you." Then, looking at Harry he said, "Ready to begin?"

"Yes I am Mister McGregor," said Harry.

"Call me Ian," he said. Then, turning to Ron he said, "You can leave. Come back
before sunset."

Ron nodded and after walking a short distance away, he disapparated.

"You can start in the family garden. This way."

Harry spent the morning working the ground of the McGregor's garden. The remains of the
harvested plants were turned into the soil. He weeded and tended to the late bearing plants. Harry
found the work moderately burdensome but he had done similar chores while growing up at his Aunt
and Uncles house in Little Winging. Ian stopped by from time to time to give him further
instructions. Harry seemed to surprise Ian once or twice. Harry had selected the proper tool for
the job from the shed.

About mid-day, Harry moved to the barn to do some repair work. He needed more help with this and
Ian seemed to enjoy answering his questions and showing him what to do. Part of the barn door had
been damaged and with hammer and handsaw, Harry cut the necessary wood and nailed it in place. He
gained a new understanding and respect for those who call themselves carpenters. Though it was a
lot of work, he felt a special satisfaction once the job was completed and he looked at the results
of his labor.

About mid-afternoon, Ian gave him a tool belt to wear containing hammer, nails, fence wire and wire
cutters. After instructions from Ian, Harry walked the fence line making needed repairs as he found
them. The fence line needed only a few repairs as it wound its way around the very large field
looping back to the farmhouse. This gave Harry some time to think and look around at the farm and
countryside. It was quiet and peaceful with little more than the wind and the smell of the plowed
wheat field to keep him company. The fence was the only marker in that vast open valley that
identified the McGregor farm. It helped Ian and his neighbors live in peace with each other.



A sleepy Hermione and Ginny arrived at the entrance to St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies
and Injuries. Ginny took out her wand and faced Hermione. She tapped Hermione on each shoulder with
her wand while saying "diem de corpus." Then Ginny said, "Remember, you have to fast
from all food today. Only water until after sundown."

Hermione smiled and said, "Yes, I'll remember."

"Ok then," said Ginny. "Let's go in. We need to go to the administration desk
and ask for Althea." ...

"Good morning," said Althea. "You must be Hermione and Ginny. I've been
expecting you."

"Hello, I'm Hermione and this is Ginny. I'll be staying with you today."

"Welcome to St. Mungo's," said Althea. "Minerva has briefed me. Are you ready to
begin?"

"Yes I am," said Hermione.

"Very good," said Althea. "Ginny, you can meet up with Hermione before sundown at
the elder care center. It's the tall building a short distance from here. There are stairs that
will take you to the observation deck on the top of the building."

"Thank you," said Ginny. "I'll be going then. See you later today
Hermione."

"Bye Ginny."

Althea said, "You will be helping us with various tasks such as serving meals, assisting
visitors and visiting with patients. If a patient has concerns or a medical related question,
inform someone at the nurse's station. Most patients are here following some type of accident.
They can be feeling anything from embarrassment to anger. Part of your work today is to help the
patients feel at ease. This assists their body's natural healing process. Take this clipboard.
It contains floor maps showing the patient areas that you may enter and other general information.
If you have any question throughout the day, you can ask me or at a nurse's
station."

"Thanks," said Hermione.

"Ok. We'll be starting you off in the maternity section." Althea smiled and said,
"We had a couple of new arrivals into the world last night!"

Hermione spent most of the morning on her feet accomplishing her assigned tasks. She cared for and
helped entertain the young children in the day care area while parents went to visit family
members. She organized activities and played games with them. One particular game was a big hit and
the children enjoyed it very much. So much so, that some of the children cried when being picked up
by a parent to leave. Hermione would silently mouth "Sorry" to a parent while the child
got one more turn at the game. The parents on the other hand, would mostly mouth back "Thank
you". Hermione spent a fair amount of time in the mush pot.

Later, she helped serve lunch to many of the patients and there was barely a moment for rest. She
talked to some of the patients and helped brighten their day. Some patients were cross and
irritable. Others were embarrassed. But most were just looking forward to the day when they would
be able to leave. One of the tougher areas for her to serve lunch was in the Janus Thickey Ward.
She saw Gilderoy Lockhart who asked if she wanted a signed picture of him. After says yes, he gave
her ten. But the hardest to bear was serving lunch to Frank and Alice Longbottom. She tried to talk
to them and tell them how their son had helped defeat the Dark Lord. But Frank and Alice just
looked at her with a vacant stare for a moment before tucking in to their lunch. She felt so sorry
for them and particularly Neville. She wished in her heart that there was something she could do to
make Frank and Alice's minds whole again as she had done with her parents memories.

By mid-afternoon, she was in the elder care center walking from room to room just talking with the
aged residents there. They all had stories to tell about events in their lives and about their
children. Sometimes she heard parts of the stories more than once but they were all happy to see
her and smiled broadly. It seemed to Hermione that her youth and life force was reenergizing the
elderly, for a time, simply by her being there and listening to them talk.



Late in the afternoon, Harry was sitting on the farmhouse porch talking with Ian and his wife
Martha.

Ian said, "Not many wizards come to do the ritual anymore. Seems folks are in a hurry these
days. I never expected I'd meet you. You're not anything like I imagined."

Martha said, "You are such a nice down to earth person. Your fiancée is a very lucky
girl."

Harry said, "Thank you. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have known about the ritual.
It was her idea and I am the luckiest man in the world to be engaged to her."

Martha said, "How long have you been engaged?"

Harry said, "A few months. But we have been good friends with each other for seven years.
We've been through a lot together."

Martha said, "Ian and I only knew each other for three months before we were married. We both
came from farming families and chores came before courtship. Having farming in common helped us to
know we were right for each other. It took about a year for our telepathic link to form. For some
couples we've met, it took years."

She reached over and patting Harry's hand said, "Be patient, it will happen." She
smiled at her husband and said, "It's so nice when it finally does."

Ian smiled and said, "Nice indeed. I always felt a little sorry for my brother Dougal. He
doesn't have any magical abilities. My brother owns the farm on the other side of that distant
tree line to the north."

There was a sound of a crack as Ron arrived. Harry introduced his best mate properly to Ian and
Martha.

Pointing, Ian said, "The two of you better get going to that hill there. The sun will be
setting soon. You are both welcome to stay for supper when you get back."

After looking at Ron, Harry said, "Thank you. Yes, that would be very kind of you."



Ginny arrived at the elder care facility a short time before sunset. As she entered the building,
the sound of people singing a short way up the hall greeted her. She made her way up the hall and
it opened into a large common area. She looked in and saw the room filled with elderly people. Some
were eating supper. Others were hunched over in wheelchairs but smiling none-the-less. Many others
sat in chairs throughout the room and were singing. At the far side of the room, Ginny saw Hermione
holding a piece of sheet music. She stood between a woman playing the piano and a man playing a
stand up bass. Both musicians seemed to be in their sixty's. Ginny smiled.

*...
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away.*

[You are my sunshine; Oliver Hood 1933]

The song ended and everyone in the room clapped. Hermione looked up and saw Ginny grinning
broadly at her. Hermione covered her mouth with the sheet music as she laughed. Then, she motioned
to Ginny to come over to her.

Hermione said, "Ginny, I'd like you to meet the musicians. Playing the piano is Liz Beth
and over here on the bass is Tom. ... Liz Beth, Tom, this is my best friend Ginny."

"Pleased to meet you," said Ginny. Then she said, "Hermione, it's almost sunset.
We need to go and witness it."

"Ok," said Hermione. "But I want to come back after and do a few more songs before
we go."

"Ok." said Ginny. "Let's go now then."



Harry and Ron walked to the top of the hill. There was a clear view of the countryside to the
western horizon. As the sun was setting, Harry thought about the events of the day and particularly
about Hermione looking at the same sunset. He missed being with her right now.



After asking an orderly, they climb the stairs leading to the observation deck on the top of the
building. It was cloudy and the sun was mostly covered. With a concerned look on her face, Ginny
took out her wand and said, "Video Sole Occasu!". The clouds at the horizon parted and a
spectacular orange sunset became visible. The clouds reflected in shades of red and orange and
beams of light spread in many directions.

Hermione smiled and said, "Oh Ginny, well done! It's beautiful!" She watched silently
as the sun slowly set thinking about Harry who was also watching the same sun. Then, quietly,
Hermione began to sing.

*"You are my sunshine ...*

Ginny looked at Hermione and smiled warmly.



Harry and Ron joined Ian and Martha for supper. The old couple talked about the farm and about
their now grown children and their grandchildren.

As they were about to leave, Harry said to Ian and Martha, "Thank you for helping me today. I
learned a lot from you. I'd like to invite you to the bonding ceremony."

Martha said, "We'd love to come. Thank you so much for asking."

Harry said, "Great. It will be at the Godric's Hollow church at 2:00 pm. Thank you
again."

Harry and Ron went back outside. Harry waved back at Ian and Martha. Then, he and Ron
disapparated.



Hermione and Ginny returned to the common area. Liz Beth and Tom were sitting at a table eating
supper. There were two other empty places at the table with covered plates. Hermione smiled. She
eagerly moved to the table and sat down followed by Ginny. They talked quietly with Liz Beth and
Tom while they ate supper.

Hermione asked, "Liz Beth, do you and Tom play music like this often?"

"My husband John passed on about ten years ago now. We use to play music together quite
regularly for special occasions. It was so nice when we'd join up with other singers and
musicians. When we played and sang together, there was oneness and a special magic that happened.
It's hard to describe. It's not like a feeling. It's more like a connection that is
just there, unrealized, dependable and deeply synchronizing. That's how we met Tom. Since then,
Tom has been my support in this way. Playing music with him and helping people feel happy is all
that I need now."

Hermione said, "Harry is generally nervous about singing and dancing. Though, he has
reluctantly done both once or twice in the past during school. To be fair, while he was growing up,
it was hard for him to be happy. I hope I'll be able to help him feel different about singing
and dancing in the future."

After a pause, Hermione said, "Liz Beth, Tom, I would be happy if you'd come to the
wedding. It's on Sunday, 2:00 pm at the church in Godric's Hollow."

"We'd love to be there," said Liz Beth. "Thank you."

Hermione smiled and said, "Can we do one last song together?"

"How about this one?" said Tom, handing Hermione a sheet of music.

Hermione giggled, "Ok."

The three of them made their way to the piano and bass. The music began and Hermione began to
sing.

"*Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do ...*" [Daisy Bell; Harry Dacre 1892]





13. Diem de Menti
-----------------


**Chapter 13: Diem de Menti** (Day of the mind)

The second day began with a 6:00 am arrival by Harry and Ron on a secluded hillside. They stood
for a moment in the absolute quiet of that place. Pine trees were loosely scattered around them.
The hill became steeper and rose up a few hundred feet more to a rocky peak that continued on as a
high ridgeline. A valley to the west stretched out below them. Ron took out his wand and placing
the tip lightly on Harry's forehead said, "diem de menti." Ron then set up security
wards and disillusionment charms. Harry meanwhile set up a small wizard camping tent.

"All set then mate?" said Ron.

"Yeah. Thanks."

"Ok. Here's the book you need to use today. I'll be checking up on you every so often.
See you later then."

Ron walked outside of the security wards and disapparated. Harry read the ritual booklet for the
second day activities while he ate a simple breakfast.

*Day 2: Solitude, reflection and focusing of the mind.

Goal: To make peace with yourself and accept the person that you are as your beloved does.

Reflect on a selected question honestly and truthfully in writing. Then, meditate on your response.
Take time. Select or use your own questions for reflection.*

*1. Who am I?
2. How do I appreciate the beauty within me?
3. What makes me smile?
4. What will I do for my beloved today?
5. If God whispered something in my ear, what would I like Him to say?
...*

*Meditation is being ...*


Hermione and Ginny similarly arrived at 6:00 am on the edge of a forested plateau. Only the birds
broke the utter silence of that place. From this place, the ground sloped gently downward toward
the west and was blanketed in ash, birch and elm trees. Ginny placed her wand on Hermione's
forehead and said, "diem de menti." After setting up a tent and security wards she helped
Hermione get settled.

Ginny said, "I'll be checking up on you. You've got the DA coin if you need my urgent
help."

"Thanks Ginny."

"This is the booklet you need to use today. See you later." Ginny walked off and
disapparated.

Hermione ate breakfast while reading the ritual booklet. The activities were questions for personal
reflection and hourly meditation exercises. The booklet contained extendable blank pages and a
magical pencil for writing.


*Meditation is being present to what is without judgment or expectation; to notice thoughts
and become aware of their impact on one's life. Awareness reflects and permits
self-introspection.*

*1. A word or phrase
2. Your breath or heartbeat
3. A flower, plant or tree
4. An imaginary place*
...




It was mid-morning when Ron apparated in a short distance away and made his way to Harry in the
tent. Ron saw Harry writing as he quietly peeked into the tent. Harry looked up and smiled.

Ron said, "Ok Harry? Need anything?"

"Everything is fine Ron. Thanks."

Ron took a minute to check the wards and then disapparated.

Harry read another question, "What will I do for my beloved today?"

Harry leaned back and thought. He would not see or be with Hermione today, at least, not
physically. He was not allowed to use direct magic or something like a muggle phone. Maybe somehow
the meditation could be used, somehow project his thoughts or feelings to her. That is after all,
one of the goals they were trying to achieve by using the ritual. He got up and went for a walk to
think about it.



When Ginny made the mid-morning checkup on Hermione, she was sitting by a tree reading.

"Hi Hermione. Everything ok."

"Hi Ginny. Yes, everything is fine. It's such a nice morning."

"Do you need anything?" asked Ginny.

"Yes Ginny, I do. I'd like you to bring me a broom."

"A broom?" asked Ginny.

"Yes. The one I want is under Harry's bed at our flat. Can you bring it to me?"

"Sure but, I thought you weren't all that keen about them."

"It's something that will help me today," said Hermione.

"Ok. Be back in a few minutes."

A short while later, Ginny returned with the broom.

Hermione looked up from her writing and said, "Thank you Ginny."

"Need anything else?"

"No, nothing else."

"Ok. See you later then." She walked to just outside the wards and then
disapparated.

Hermione completed writing in the ritual booklet. Then she laid the broom in front of her. She
crossed her legs, sat up erect and closed her eyes. She sat motionless for a long while breathing
deeply and regularly. Very relaxed, she opened her eyes, held out her hand out over the broom and
said "up". The broom rose to her hand and her fingers wrapped around the handle. There
were a few butterflies in her stomach as she stood and mounted the broom. Remembering how Harry had
done it the day he proposed to her, she gently kicked off into a low hover. She cautiously began to
practice turning, pivoting and easing the broom forward and backward. The movements were jerky and
being unsure, she remained only a few feet off the ground. She continued to be aware of her
breathing, working to keep herself relaxed, but it was difficult to concentrate on both at the same
time.



Ron arrived mid-day. "Here's some lunch for you."

"Thanks Ron. There are a couple of things I need you to get for me from my room at the
flat."

"What are they?" said Ron.

"In the top drawer of my nightstand is a music box. Under my bed is a broom. They will really
help me today with the assignments."

"Ok. I'll be back in a bit then," said Ron.



Ron arrived at the Burrow with a flustered expression on his face.

"What's the matter Ron?" said Ginny with a concerned look. "Is everything ok
with Harry?"

"Yeah. Harry is fine," said Ron somewhat exasperated. "But he asked me to bring him
a broom from under his bed and it wasn't there. I looked around their flat but I couldn't
find it."

Ginny said, "Hermione has it. She asked me to bring it to her earlier this
morning."

Ron let out a sigh and said, "What should we do? I can't tell Harry she has the broom. And
if I bring him one of ours, he'll know something is up."

Ginny thought for a moment and said, "Maybe not. Take my Nimbus broom to him."

"When Harry questions me, what should I say?"

"Tell him it's special to Ginny that he use my broom. Don't say anything else or
answer any other questions about it."

"Ok, thanks Ginny."

"I've got to take lunch to Hermione now. Good luck."



Harry had been trying to complete what he felt would be a proper meditation since mid-morning. He
tried deep breathing, focusing on a single thought and trying to feel oneness with the
surroundings. But it was difficult for him to let go of himself and put aside distractions. The
booklet said that this was normal and to just take breaks and keep trying. Harry thought,
"*What would Hermione do; besides go find the answer in the library?*" He answered
his question with, "*She would think logically about it.*" But that seemed the
opposite of meditation to him.

He was finishing his lunch in the tent when Ron returned. Ron handed him the music box and leaned
the broom against the side of the tent.

"Ron, that's Ginny's broom."

"I know mate. It's special to Ginny that you use her broom."

"Oh ... ok then," said Harry looking back at the resolve in Ron's face.

Ron said, "If that's all you need, I'll be going. See you later."

"Thanks Ron," he said as Ron quickly exited the tent. A moment later, Harry heard a crack
in the distance as Ron disapparated.

Harry picked up the ritual booklet to do another meditation exercise but he stopped as his mind
came back to an unsettled question. Why had Ron brought him Ginny's broom and left abruptly?
Harry had put his broom under his bed. Ron got him the music box so he did go into Harry's
room. That means that Ron couldn't find the broom. Only he and Hermione knew about it ...

"Hermione!" he said aloud.

He thought back to the question he was working on, 'What will I do for my beloved today?'
She knew he loved flying on a broom. But it always made her nervous to do it. Harry's eyes got
misty at the remainder of that thought.



Ginny arrived with lunch for Hermione and asked, "How are you doing with flying the
broom?"

"Better but I'm still not very confident and it's not very smooth," said
Hermione.

Ginny said, "Try not to think about the mechanics of control. Just think and feel where you
want to go, sort of like riding a bicycle. You don't think about falling when you ride a
bicycle. It's the same with a broom."

"Ok. I'll give that a try. Thanks Ginny."

"Need anything else?"

"No, I have what I need."

"See you later this afternoon then." Hermione began eating her lunch as Ginny
departed.



In the tent, Harry put the music box on the table in front of him. He wrapped his hands around it
and began thinking of the song he wanted. He only knew a few of the words that he had seen, written
by Hermione, in her wedding planner. He concentrated on the words and repeated them a few times.
Then, Harry opened the music box. His mother's voice began to sing the song. Harry smiled. This
was a meditation he knew he could accomplish.



Hermione sat on the broom hovering a few feet off the ground. Her left hand held the broom handle.
Her right hand held her wand resting in her lap in case an 'aresto momentum' spell was
needed. She closed her eyes and began deep rhythmic breathing concentrating on the release of
tension each time she exhaled. As she became relaxed, she partially opened her eyes and squinted at
the distant horizon. Then, with each exhale of her breath, she quietly said, "superior".
Almost imperceptibly, she began to move vertically upwards. She watched only the horizon in front
of her. Her thoughts shifted to the day she flew with Harry to the family tree. They had gently
turned left and right, smoothly moved higher and lower. Her hand on the broom became an extension
of her thought. Where she pointed the handle, the broom followed. If her hand put forward pressure
on the handle, the broom moved forward. She opened her eyes fully and realized that she was now
flying large figure eight's a hundred feet in the air. A few butterflies tickled in her stomach
but she remained focused in her determination to master the broom. Moving her hand cautiously
downward, she began to descend toward the ground. And putting backward pressure on the handle
caused the broom to slow and stop as her feet touched the ground.

She punched the air and yelled, "YES!!!" Taking the booklet, she began to write. Then,
mounting the broom and kicking off, she practiced again and again.



Ron returned mid afternoon. Harry was sitting in the shade of a tree. He seemed relaxed and looked
peaceful.

"Last call, need anything mate?" he said quietly.

Harry said, "No, I've got everything I need now. When you come at sunset, bring your broom
with you. Join me if I'm flying when you get here."

"Ok. See you then."

Harry turned to the last meditation in the booklet and read.

*You are an immortal being currently dwelling within a mortal body. Therefore, know
that:*

*"You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars ...*"
[Desiderata; Max Ehrmann]




"Last visit before sunset," said Ginny.

"I don't need anything," said Hermione. "Ginny, when you come at sunset, bring
your broom with you."

Ginny smiled and said, "It's good to hear you say that. I will."

Hermione smiled and Ginny left.

Hermione looked up after reading the last meditation in the booklet and closed her eyes.



Harry spent most of the remaining afternoon slowly soaring across the ridge of the hill and
skimming the treetops. A feeling of peace and complete freedom filled him. He thought about the
words in the booklet. He thought about his friends and how they had helped shape his life,
particularly Ron. He thought about Hermione and how much she meant to him. That somehow, he knew
her beyond friendship and beyond romantic love. How was it possible?



Toward the end of the afternoon, Hermione was confident in her skills to control the broom. She
floated above and sometimes between the treetops. She felt at ease moving faster and looking around
as she flew. She could hover and close her eyes knowing that the broom would only move where she
wanted it to go. She thought about her parents, her friends and especially Ginny. She thought about
Harry and their friendship and love for each other. About how they might become closer, if that was
even possible.



Ron returned with his broom and a light dinner for the two of them. He caught sight of Harry
floating peacefully in the evening breeze rising off the mountain slope. Harry looked like an eagle
soaring as he slowly circled just above the ridgeline. The sun was very low on the horizon and
about to set. Ron stowed dinner in the tent and then silently flew up toward Harry on his broom.
Ron took up a position behind and a few yards off on Harry's right side. Smoothly locked into
that position, Ron watched Harry in silence. Harry's eyes were closed and he slowly circled as
if scanning the horizon for something. Presently, he came to a stop and opened his eyes.

"She's in that direction," he said looking toward the horizon.

Ron smiled and remained silent. He knew where Hermione and Ginny were. Harry had indeed indicated
the correct direction. Ron was most surprised though, when Harry began to sing.

*You fill up my senses
Like a night in a forest
...*

[Annie's Song; John Denver, 1974]



Hermione was at peace flying on the broom. Ginny was on a broom flying next to her. They both
hovered nearly motionless, like kites on a string, high above the trees. Hermione faced the setting
sun with her eyes closed, the last warming rays of the day reflecting off the contented expression
on her face.

A faint suggestion of a song drifted into Hermione's mind. The words were familiar and she
unconsciously pivoted her broom. Though she heard only a light wind in her ears, the words seemed
to be coming from the direction she now faced.

Ginny watched in silence and smiled as Hermione began to quietly sing looking toward the distant
horizon. Soon, there were happy tears in her eyes.



*...
Come let me love you
Come love me again*

Harry continued to gaze at the horizon for a minute and then turned on his broom to watch the
remainder of the sun disappear below the horizon.

After a moment Ron said, "That was beautiful mate. Do you think she knows?"

"Yeah ... it felt like she was there."

After a short pause, Harry said, "Do you think you'll do this ritual with Katie one
day?"

"I think so mate. We both meet the requirements so far," he said with a smile.

"Ron, have you ever thought about how unbelievably lucky it was that Hermione, you and me met
up in our first year?"

"Quite a few times, I can't imagine how it would have been otherwise." Ron pointed up
and smiled, "Someone up there was really looking out for us."

Harry said, "Do you mind if we stay a while longer and watch the stars come out?"

"No mate, not at all."



Hermione wiped her eyes. Ginny moved close beside her and said, "Are you ok?"

"Yes," said Hermione. She took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. "I'm very
happy right now. I think Harry just sang that song to me."

"Did you hear him?" ask Ginny with a concerned look on her face.

"No ... the words just came into my head so I sang along. It's called Annie's Song. I
was considering it a few weeks ago for the reception. He must have seen it in my wedding
planner."

"It was beautiful," said Ginny. "Appropriate considering what you and Harry are
trying to achieve."

After a moment, Ginny said, "You seem to have mastered flying on a broom."

"Thanks to you," she said with a smile. "I'm looking forward to having Harry
with me in the future. Sunsets are so wonderful to watch from up here." She gazed at the
fading twilight.

"Ginny ... Is it ok with you if we stay and watch the stars for a while? I want to spend some
time talking with my best girlfriend."

"That would be wonderful," said Ginny smiling.





14. Diem de Spritus
-------------------


**Chapter 14: Diem de Spritus** (Day of the spirit)

The wakeup alarm sounded on the clock in the living room of Dan and Emma Granger. Hermione and
Ginny stirred from their separate sleeping places on the two sofas in the room. Ginny reached and
groped for her wand as she sat up. She brushed the red hair from her face trying to wake up.
Hermione sleepily sat up also. In retrospect, she thought that she and Ginny probably should not
have talked so long last night. But they had both been very excited about this day. Hermione stood
up and Ginny moved close to face her. Ginny touched the wand lightly to Hermione's chest and
said, "diem de spritus". Then, they both went back to their respective sofas and lie down
again for a few more hours of sleep.



"Harry, Harry. You need to wake up for a minute," said Ron.

Harry sat up as Ron's room at the Burrow came into focus. Ron was sitting on his bed rubbing
his eyes. After another minute, they both stood. Ron took his wand and touched it to Harry's
chest and said, "diem de spritus".

Then, while covering a big yawn with his fist, Ron said, "A few more hours of sleep
then?"

"Yeah. That's a good idea Ron," said Harry as he fell back onto the cot.



Molly fussed over Harry and attached a red carnation to his lapel. He wore a white tuxedo with long
coat tails and a white bowtie. After scrutinizing him one last time, Molly pronounced him ready and
then hurried back upstairs. Harry stepped outside to wait as Ron had asked.

"Ginny," said Ron at the floo. "Are you and Hermione at the church?"

"Yes, we got her a while ago. I've got her in a room on the left side by the
entrance."

"Ok. I'll bring Harry then."

Ron stood up and straightened the coat of his charcoal colored tuxedo and bowtie. He also wore a
red carnation on his lapel. He touched his hand to his coat pocket and felt the small case
containing Hermione's wedding ring. He said to Arthur, "We'll be going then. See you
and Mum at the church."

Ron stepped outside and after joining Harry said, "Ready to go mate?"

Harry smiled and said, "Yeah Ron. Really looking forward to seeing her again."

Ron smiled and they disapparated.



The guests were seated in the church wherever they wished and quietly conversing with each other.
In attendance were the extended Weasley family, Hogwarts school friends, Hagrid, Liz Beth, Tom,
Ian, Martha, Wilbur and most of the professors from Hogwarts. Two large flower arrangements were in
front on both sides of the sanctuary. Lit candles, with flowers around the bases and draped with
fluttering red, white and gold ribbons, floated along the walls.

Music began to play. Harry and Ron walked in from the side and stood in front on the right. Arthur
and Molly Weasley carried a lit candle up the center aisle. A three stem candelabra stood at the
front with a single unlit candle in the center. Molly added the candle she carried to the
candelabra and then she and Arthur seated themselves. Emma Granger then entered carrying another
lit candle up the center aisle. She also added it to the candelabra and then seated herself.

Minerva McGonagall entered from the left side and walked to the center. She stood beside the
candelabra and faced the guests. Smiling and carrying a bouquet of flowers, Ginny walked up the
aisle wearing an elegant deep green dress. Ron met her in the center, took her arm in his, and led
her forward a few more steps. They then separated and turned to face the guests. The music shifted
to the bridal march and everyone stood and turned toward the entrance of the church.

Hermione wore a white satin strapless wedding gown with a layered and pleated skirt that flared and
hung just above the ground. It was accented in lace from her waist up. At waist level and to the
side, was an arch of white roses. Her hair was elegantly arranged, held in place by Fleur's
tiara. Lily's griffin necklace rested high on her chest. Upon seeing her, Harry was mesmerized,
his gaze transfixed on the woman he loved. She was beyond beautiful. Her face radiated a pure white
glow as Dan Granger led his daughter slowly up the aisle.

Hermione felt a delightful weightless elation. She blushed slightly seeing that all eyes were
unblinkingly looking at her. Her gaze fell on the man she longed to be with, he was waiting for
her. There was radiance about him. Everything else in her field of view went out of focus.

Harry moved toward them. His eyes fixed on hers. Dan Granger kissed his daughter on the cheek and
stepped back allowing Harry to take his place next to Hermione. It was very hard for both Harry and
Hermione not to wrap each other in a hug. Joining arms, they walked forward and stood before
McGonagall. The music faded to silence.

McGonagall said, "Good afternoon to all. I would like to welcome you here today to witness and
celebrate the bonding of Harry Potter and Hermione Granger in marriage. It is my great privilege to
officiate at this ceremony. I have been blessed to see them grow from children into adults of
courage, honesty and virtue."

"The particular ritual that they have chosen is called the 'vinculi spiritu' or
'bond of the spirit'. It is ancient and not often used. Its origin dates back at least
three hundred years. It seeks to confer spiritual blessings on the couple in addition to their life
union as husband and wife. This marriage bond is most sacred and serious. It is not entered into
lightly or without careful consideration."

"The 'vinculi spiritu' requires purification in mind and body. Harry and Hermione
completed the preparatory parts of the ritual in isolation from each other over the last two days.
The best man, Ronald Weasley and the maid of honor Ginny Weasley have stood by them throughout this
time. They kept watch and aided them at certain times. On this third day, in the presence of us
all, Harry and Hermione will bond themselves into a new life that shares body, mind and spirit with
each other. In doing so, their union is beyond a promise. It will be part of their true being and
we may rightfully refer to them as soul mates."

"We begin with a scripture reading about love which is the foundation of a
marriage."

Katie stepped forward to a small podium. Then, she began to read aloud.

"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a
clanging cymbal. ... Love is patient and kind ... the greatest of these is love." [1 Cor
13:1,4,13]

McGonagall looked at them and said, "Harry and Hermione, have you come here freely, and
without reservation, to complete your bond to each other in the sight of God and these present here
today?"

"We have," they said together.

"Harry and Hermione, do you understand that you will be bound to each other as husband and
wife for the remainder of your earthly life?"

"We do," they said together.

"Harry and Hermione, since these are your intentions, I ask that you face each other now and
join your right hands."

They turned and smiling at each other, joined their hands at chest level. Taking out her wand,
McGonagall passed it in an arc over their joined hands. A golden ribbon appeared and then wound
itself around their joined hands.

McGonagall said, "Harry, please pronounce your pledge to Hermione."

Looking into her eyes he said, "Hermione, I freely present to you all that I am in body, mind
and in spirit. I take you as my wife to share with you my life, hopes and dreams. I promise to be
true to you always. I will comfort you in your sorrow, celebrate in your joy, and care for you
always. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life."

McGonagall said, "Hermione, please pronounce your pledge to Harry."

Looking into his eyes she said, "Harry, I freely present to you all that I am in body, mind
and in spirit. I take you as my husband to share with you my life, hopes and dreams. I promise to
be true to you always. I will comfort you in your sorrow, celebrate in your joy, and care for you
always. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life."

McGonagall said, "In the presence of us all, witnesses of the words spoken by each of you
today, we bless and approve your pledges to each other." She lightly tapped their joined hands
with her wand. A spark flew up from their joined hands and settled on the top of the unlit candle
in the candelabra. It scintillated like a star. The ribbon was replaced by a golden glow that
dissolved into their hands.

McGonagall said, "The rings, that they will now give, are a sign to all of their solemn
pledges to each other."

Harry turned to Ron. Ron held out Hermione's gold wedding band in the palm of his hand. Harry
took it and turned back to face Hermione taking her hand. Looking into her eyes while sliding the
ring onto her finger he said, "Take and wear this ring as a sign of our love and
fidelity."

Likewise, Ginny held out Harry's gold wedding band for Hermione. Looking into his eyes she
said, "Take and wear this ring as a sign of our love and fidelity." She slid the ring
onto his finger.

After a short pause, McGonagall said, "Please join your left hands for the consecration of
your bond."

Harry and Hermione raised their hands to chest height, with palms facing down, and laced their
fingers. McGonagall held her wand tip above their rings and said,

"liberum arbitrii electio de mentibus" (free-will choice of the minds)
"cum caritas de corda" (with love from the hearts)
"esse nunc coniuncta in spiritus" (be now united in the spirit)

The rings both began to radiate and pulse in a blue glow. McGonagall smiled with a slight nod of
satisfaction. She touched the rings with her wand tip and the glow faded away.

McGonagall motioned and Ginny moved to stand very close Hermione. Ron stood close to Harry. Moving
back a few steps, McGonagall said "Harry and Hermione, you may now seal your bond with each
other."

Smiling and holding each other's hands, Harry and Hermione moved toward each other and kissed.
An instant later, they each felt a shock of joy. Perception of their surroundings clouded for a
moment. A golden wave of light emanated from Harry and Hermione and it spread through the room
touching all present with a brief tingling sensation. Their kiss separated and they swayed a bit
still holding each other's hands. Ron and Ginny reached out to steady them and felt a warm and
soothing sensation.

Hermione was regaining her composure when there was a soft and gentle "*I love you
Hermione.*"

She looked toward Harry and her mouth half opened. He had a thoughtful gaze fixed on her. Realizing
that Harry had not spoken with his voice, tears of joy formed in her eyes. "*I love you
Harry,*" she thought back to him.

Both of their faces beamed as they strongly embraced each other in excited happiness.
"*We'd better keep this to a minimum for now out of respect for our guests. ... Yes, I
agree. I'm so happy!*" They released each other and Harry turned to Ron and nodded his
head.

"Yes!" Ron said as he embraced and clapped Harry on the back.

Hermione, wiping tears from her eyes, nodded to Ginny and she squealed and embraced Hermione.

McGonagall, understanding what she had just witnessed between the four of them, smiled happily. She
could not be more proud of all that Harry and Hermione had accomplished. She took a step forward
and announced, "Having sealed their bond, I declare that they are now husband and wife. I am
privileged to present to you Harry and Hermione Potter."

There was applause as Harry and Hermione turned to face their guests and linked each other's
arm. The closing wedding march began to play. After a moment, they walked arm in arm out of the
church followed by Ron, Ginny and their guests.

They greeted each of their guests as they exited the church and walked the short distance to the
reception hall. Everyone in attendance enjoyed a buffet as Harry and Hermione continued to make
their way around and talk to all of their friends and family.

Later, when everyone had a glass of champagne at the ready, Ron said, "Please raise your glass
to my two best and closest friends, Harry and Hermione. May your new life together be filled with
love, fulfillment, happiness and peace."

"Here, here!" everyone said.

They shared a sip of their champagne with interlinked arms. They gave each other cake. Music began
to play and they danced. Everyone had a very good time.

Late in the afternoon, Ron and Ginny came up to them. Ron said, "Sunset time you two. You can
witness it just out that side door."

"Ok. Everyone is welcome to join us," said Hermione.

Outside was a small patio area with a deck that faced west. A meadow sloped gently down and away.
The sun hung just above the horizon and the scattered clouds were aglow in orange and red. Harry
and Hermione stepped onto the deck in front of their guests and held each other's hand looking
toward the sun.

"*I like it much better holding your hand at sunset,*" thought Hermione.

"*Yeah. I really missed you. I think I felt your presence last night,*" thought
Harry.

"*I felt you too Harry. Your song to me was beautiful.*"

He turned to look at her in surprise. "*You heard it?*" thought Harry.

She smiled, "*No, but your words came to me and I sang along. I hope you'll sing it to
me again sometime.*"

"*Yes, I will.*" he thought to her. Then, using his voice, he began to sing to
her.

After a moment, Ron looked at Ginny standing a short distance away. She was already looking at him.
Ginny silently mouthed to Ron, "sunset yesterday". Ron beamed a smile and nodded back to
Ginny. The expression of a squeal came to Ginny's face and she clapped her hands softly in
delight. Then, the expression on her face became dreamy. Looking back at Harry and Hermione, she
wiped the corner of her eye. Ron, with an arm around Katie's waist, felt a peaceful comfort for
his two closest friends.

The last of the sun was disappearing below the horizon as he finished the song. Hermione sang the
last chorus of the song with him. They embraced and kissed. A moment later, there were cheers,
clapping and rice being thrown by their guests. Magic fireworks exploded above them. Pop! Pop!
Confetti and streamers floated down on them. Their lips separated and they beamed at each
other.

Ron went over to Ginny and asked, "You reckon this is a good spot for those last two bonding
customs?"

"Yes, this will do nicely," said Ginny. She turned to Arthur and said, "Dad, will
you officiate?"

"Certainly," said Arthur.

Arthur raised his voice and said, "Ok. I need all of the eligible ladies in this area over
here. Come on now, don't be shy. Hermione, if you would please come over here with your
bouquet. Face away from them."

Arthur took out his wand and touching the bouquet said, "Impervius." Then he said,
"Ok ladies, charms like accio won't work so don't even try. On the count of three
Hermione, throw the bouquet over your shoulder. Everyone ready? ... one ... two ...
three!"

The bouquet flew high into the air. Hands stretched upward as it fell into their midst. Excited
squeals were heard as a hand held the bouquet firmly. The hand was attached to a beaming Katie. Ron
caught her eye and smiled with a satisfied expression. People around him clapped him on the back
saying things like, "No hope for you Ron" and "You're next".

Arthur said, "Ok. Now I need all of the eligible men in this area over here. Hermione, if you
would sit here. Harry, you have a job to do."

Hermione lifted her skirt as wolf howls and whistles were heard. She laughed and shook her head.
Harry removed a blue garter from her leg.

Arthur said, "Impervius ... Ok Harry, on the count of three. Everyone ready? ... one ... two
... three!"

The garter flew high into the air. Hands stretched upward as it fell into their midst. Then,
"Yes!" as one hand took hold of it. That hand belonged to George. Angelina beamed at
George as he danced and caused more fireworks and confetti to appear. There was laughter and
applause. Harry and Hermione took each other's hand and everyone went back into the reception
hall.

Later, Harry and Hermione had changed cloths and were about to leave on their honeymoon.

Hermione embraced Ginny and then Ron saying, "Thanks you two for all you did for us these last
few days." Harry did the same and said, "Yes, thanks. We really appreciate it. Hope we
can return the favor one day for each of you."

Ron smiled and said, "You two have a great trip. See you when you get back."

Hermione waved and said, "Bye everyone. Thanks for sharing in our special day."

Hermione put her arm in Harry's and after a short pause, they disapparated.





15. Time For Us
---------------


**Chapter 15: Time For Us**

There was a thud and Harry and Hermione found themselves standing in a small square room. In
front of them was a mirrored door that reflected two people with smiling faces standing arm in arm.
After a brief pause, they heard the muffled ding of a bell. The mirrored door before them split in
two from top to bottom and then slid open into the walls. Harry and Hermione stepped forward into a
vestibule with marble floors, dark wood paneled walls and a small chandelier hanging from the
ceiling. Behind them, the doors of a very ordinary looking muggle elevator closed and the magical
travel point was hidden from view. A small sign on the wall contained the words "Lobby and
Front Desk" and an arrow pointed to the left. They turned, still arm in arm, and began to
slowly walk up the hallway.

After a short distance, there was a large window that let in sunlight from the outside. They
stepped toward the window and stopped to look out. The view overlooked a very large area containing
two enormous swimming pools with palm trees and hedges on the far side. Surrounding the pools were
lounge chairs and tables, some containing towels and tote bags. Guests were reclined and reading or
napping in the late afternoon sun. One of the pools contained children swimming and splashing in
the water. In the other pool, some older adults were swimming leisurely. Another large group
congregated at a swim up bar talking and drinking colorful beverages.

Harry and Hermione glanced at each other momentarily and then continued walking. After a short
distance, the hallway opened into a large lobby. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling and
cast a warm inviting glow into the room. Green and flowering plants were scattered around the room
and large chairs were arranged in small groupings. On the far side of the lobby there were large
glass doors. Through the doors Harry and Hermione could see a number of muggle automobiles and
luggage carts being loaded by bellhops. Guests entering through the doors moved toward a very large
front desk on one side of the lobby.

Hermione nudged Harry and then pointed to a man standing behind a much smaller front desk on the
other side of the lobby. The man was looking at them with his hand raised above his head. As Harry
and Hermione walked toward him, they passed through a magical transparent barrier. The noise from
the other people in the lobby faded away as they stepped up to the front desk.

The concierge said, "Good afternoon sir. Reservation name?"

"James Evans," replied Harry.

The concierge glanced at the records and then lifting a small card said, "Ah yes, three days
tropical accommodations with private, beachfront cottage. If you would sign here
please."

"Very good, is this your first stay with us?"

"Yes, it is." said Harry.

"Welcome sir and madam. These are your room portkeys. As you step through the door, you will
step into your requested accommodations. Your particular accommodations are some distance from
where we are now. They are enclosed within security wards to ensure beach privacy. Should you wish
to avail yourselves of any of our other services or restaurants here, simply exit your room. Room
service is also available. Your room is located down the hall on your right. Have a pleasant
stay."

...

As they stepped into the room, the sound of waves rushing onto a beach could be heard in the
distance. They passed the bathroom door and stepped into the single spacious room. On one side was
a small seating area. On the far wall, below a large open window, a table was set for two. A gentle
sea breeze touched their faces bringing with it the scent of the ocean air. A king-size bed was on
the other side of the room. They slowly stepped forward between the table and bed that led them out
to a porch. One side of the porch held a hot tub with a view of the beach. The waves could be seen
about fifty feet in the distance. They walked hand in hand part way out onto the beach among the
palm trees that swayed gently in the breeze.

"Harry, this is wonderful and so romantic!"

Harry put his arm around her waist and said, "Yeah. This will be very nice. What do you fancy
now, dinner or a walk on the beach?"

She smiled and said, "Dinner then a walk on the beach. We spent most of our time talking to
our guests and didn't get much time to eat. I'm hungry."

...

Harry now wore shorts and a loose fitting button down shirt both in tropical colors. Hermione had
changed into a two-piece swimsuit under a sarong and loose fitting top; also in tropical
colors.

"The card says to sit down, say 'room service', the entrée and then 'place
order'," said Hermione.

Harry moved a chair back so she could seat herself. She smiled and sat down. Harry sat down in the
other chair next to her and as he did so, the two candles on the table lit themselves. They smiled
at each other and then moved their heads close to look at the menu. After deciding, they spoke
their orders.

After a moment, their orders appeared in front of them. A bottle of champagne also appeared with
two glasses. Harry looked at the card attached to the bottle. Smiling, he read the card aloud,
"Congratulations you two! Have a wonderful time. Ron and Ginny."

"Oh, that was so sweet of them," said Hermione.

Taking the bottle into his hand, the cork popped and flew across the room. Looking at her Harry
said, "Some champagne Mrs. Potter?"

Smiling she said, "Why yes please, Mr. Potter." Harry filled the two glasses.

"Oh, that reminds me," said Hermione. She reached inside her pocket and withdrew two
small vials each containing a small amount of colored liquid. Smiling she said, "This is the
contraceptive potion we talked about. It's effective for a month."

She handed the bluish colored vial to Harry and then she drank the pinkish colored one. Her nose
crinkled slightly and she took a sip of water. Harry smiled and drank his potion also.

Harry took his champagne glass and held it up. Hermione held her glass up also. Harry said,
"To our new life together and all the wonderful magic it will bring."

They lightly clinked the glasses and a gentle ethereal singing sound rang out. With delighted
smiles, they interlinked their arms and took a sip while looking into each other's eyes.

They unlinked their arms, their faces now very close. Harry leaned forward and kissed her lightly.
Then he said, "I love you."

"I love you," she said and kissed him in return. She took another sip of champagne. With
a surprised expression on her face she said, "Oh Harry, this champagne is delightful. Each sip
has a slightly different flavor."

Harry took another sip of his champagne. He smiled and said, "A hint of apple this time. My
first sip had a hint of strawberry."

"Pear and then peach for me," said Hermione. She raised her glass and said, "To our
very best magical friends, Ron, Ginny and the whole Weasley family." The glasses clinked and
the singing sound rang out.

...

After dinner, while the last glow of twilight was fading, they leisurely walked on their beach that
seemed to stretch for miles. The waves rolled onto the beach with a blue bioluminescent glow and
the sand sparkled beneath their feet with each step. Moonlight shimmered on the water. They stopped
every so often to pick up and examine a shell or embrace and kiss. Their dress slowly became just
swimsuits as they splashed in the ankle deep warm water that washed up over their feet with each
wave. The moon and stars cast a magic spell over them and the rest of the world faded from their
thoughts. The world had only two people in it now along with the gentle roar of the waves. The warm
tropical breezes heighten their senses and desire for each other.

Later, with her comfortably sitting in his lap, they gazed out across the sand watching the waves
and sipping champagne. The palm trees swayed in the evening breeze. They breathed in the subtle
aroma of the pineapple and coconut scented water that foamed and rippled in shades of red and gold.
She set down her champagne glass and leaned back against him lettings out a deep breath in a
relaxed sigh. He held her as the warm bubbling water swirled around them and lightly tickled their
skin.

Harry said, "I just had a very happy realization. Now I can say 'This is my wife
Hermione' when I introduce you to people. I really like the sound of that."

"Calling you my husband makes me feel warm and contented inside."

After a moment, he smiled and said, "We don't have to be chaperoned by my Mum and Dad
anymore."

She pursed her lips and then said, "I'm very happy about that. I still don't think we
were excessively hot and steamy that night. And we were wearing our underwear. He just wanted to
pour that water on us. You saw the smirk he had on his face afterward. Both of them could hardly
keep from laughing. And the water was cold too!"

He laughed and said, "Yeah. Really spoiled the mood didn't it."

She got up, turned to face him and reseated herself in his lap wrapping her legs around him.
"Well," she said with a grin, "you were thoroughly enjoying yourself watching me use
that drying charm on the bed."

With a faraway expression on his face, he said, "Oh yes. You looked very nice like that,
beautiful eye candy." Then, he looked at her with an expression of knowing and said, "You
enjoyed teasing me."

She smiled and with a mischievous expression said, "Yes ... I did." They both
laughed.

He began to gently massage her shoulders and neck. As his fingers massaged her temples and head,
she cooed softly. Her eyes closed and there was a blissful expression on her face. They wrapped
each other in a loving embrace and kissed passionately. Soon, swimsuits lie on the floor as they
explored each other with a delicate touch. A while later, she wrapped her arms around his neck and
they looked deeply into each other's eyes. Their gaze for each other was tender, desirous and
submissive.

He gently picked her up in his arms and carried her inside. Somewhere music seemed to be playing as
they danced very slowly and rhythmically. As he watched, a delighted smile appeared on her face.
Their eyes looked deeply into each other and they danced ever closer. She wrapped herself tightly
around him and pulled him into a loving kiss. They were sweeping each other away from their
surroundings. Reassuring words and feelings flowed silently between their connected minds and
bodies as their breathing quickened. Gazing at each other, their eyebrows narrowed. Then, as if an
immense cathedral bell had been forcefully struck, their heads tilted back and their eyes squeezed
shut.

A disconnected image formed, dim fog like surroundings. Here in its center, many pure white
ghost-like beings were present. In what seemed like an open area within their spherical midst, two
of the beings approached each other. There was a glorious happiness and each radiated in a bright
glow. They stretched out toward each other and wrapped their vaporous forms as they met and
touched. Turning into each other in a whirlpool of delight, they merged into a single being that
pulsated and reverberated in a joyous song. Waves of light emanated in all directions like ripples
on a pond. The surrounding beings flared and, in a cascade of warmth and light, imploded. The
incandescent light expanded rapidly and drove the joyous song outward in all directions. After a
moment, and an eternity, the merged being dissolved into the surroundings with random scintillating
sparkles.

The image morphed to an infinite blackness sprinkled with an uncountable number of stars. A
prominent dark cloud split open and rays of light burst forth from its center. The cloud was pushed
away and the new naked star burned brightly, its wavering intensity becoming smooth and steady. The
image dissolved and the reverberations subsided into the sound of the wind rushing through the palm
trees and waves crashing onto a beach in the distance.

Eyes slowly opened and beheld a beloved in dreamlike euphoria. Breathing slowed and a feeling of
warmth and well being infused their senses. For a peaceful time, only wind and wave filled the
silence between them as they lay snuggly collapsed in each other's arms.

She took a very deep breath and sighed. "*Wow!*" she thought to him. "*Are
you sure you've never done this before?*"

He felt a warm tingle. Smiling he thought, "*Must be beginners luck.*"

She smiled mischievously, "*Skillful I'd say. You're very good with a wand you
know.*"

He chuckled and then, with a concerned look on his face thought, "*Did it
hurt?*"

"*You know that it didn't,"* she thought with a smile. *"It was all so
very wonderful.*"

He lightly stroked the silky soft skin of her back for a moment. Then, he thought, "*I felt
feedback from you, like that day at the family tree, but much more intense."*

"*Yes. It was almost overwhelming, passing back and forth between us all those
times.*"

After a quiet moment, he thought, "*Did you see a vision?*"

"*Yes, but my brain is a bit numb right now,*" she smiled. "*I'm not sure
what it means.*"

He thought, "*Just a moment ago, when you took that deep breath, I felt a tingling in my
chest.*"

"*You did?*" she thought. "*Do the same for me.*" *
* Looking at her intently, he took a very deep breath and exhaled slowly.
** She smiled at him and thought, "*That's so incredible. Oh Harry, I feel
like your wrapped up inside me. I've just felt your breath of life.*"

He thought, "*I feel so deeply a part of you too. Doing the bonding ritual was your most
brilliant idea ever.*"

"*Thank you Harry. You've made me the happiest girl in the world. I so dearly love
you.*" She squeezed him tightly and then contentedly closed her eyes.

He thought, "*Sweet dreams my love.*"

A moment later, they were both asleep.





16. Being With You
------------------


**Chapter 16: Being With You**

Mid-morning light filled the room as she opened her eyes. The smell of salt air wafted in on the
gently breeze through the open window facing the beach. It had been the deepest and most restful
night's sleep she could remember. She looked at Harry still asleep under her arm. His face was
peaceful and his hair in its normal state of disarray. She listened to his slow rhythmic breathing
and felt his pulse under her fingertips. She was acutely aware of his life signs, they seemed as
familiar as her own.

She thought about how they had slept in the same bed since the day of their engagement and the
agreed boundary they had not crossed. They had used it to experience the subtle nuances of their
courtship. Now, another beginning was being built on that firm foundation. There was new wonder,
anticipation and excitement that she had not felt before. And now, an awareness of something much
more. A realization that within the living prescience of his body, there resided the true sacred
being that is the Harry she knew. The source of his life, thoughts and love for her, somehow
infused in the flesh and blood she lie against. It was that being, beyond the limitations of
humanness, she chose to be with and know a little better each day.

Harry stirred and then stretched. He sighed contentedly as he opened his eyes. He looked at her and
said, "Good morning beautiful."

"Good morning my dearest. How did you sleep?"

"Deep and restful, best night's sleep ever. Have you been awake long?"

"Just a few minutes, I was thinking and watching you sleep."

Harry said, "I was having a dream just now. It was about us as spirits, choosing to be with
each other."

She raised her eyebrows and said, "I was just thinking that too. It's so nice when that
happens. Seems that the ability to share our thoughts is working quite well. We'll need to
learn a bit of thought control."

"You want to limit our connection?" asked Harry with a concerned look. "Insightful
thoughts like that I want you to share with me."

"Yes, I promise I always will. I'm sorry. What I meant to say is not share the daily
unimportant decisions or work related thoughts. Think of what it would be like if our every thought
or mundane decision flooded into each other's head. Should I study arithmancy or charms? Will
there be test questions about this or that? Paper or plastic? You'd never have time for your
own thoughts. Eventually, we'd start to close down the connection and I don't think either
of us wants that. I want you in my head, at anytime, or for anything you think is important to us.
The pros and cons of deciding which color socks to wear? You may keep that to yourself."

"Ok. That sounds better," said Harry somewhat relieved. Then he smiled and said,
"Guess that means you won't be helping me answer my Hogwarts exam questions."

Shaking her head and smiling she said, "No, I'll have my own exam questions to
do."

"Ok. Shall we go and get something to eat?"

"Definitely."



After an unusually long morning shower, Harry and Hermione were seated at a quite table enjoying
brunch at the hotel breakfast buffet.

"What would you like to do today?" asked Harry.

"We should do some shopping and get thank you gifts."

"That's a good idea," said Harry. "We had so much help, especially from Ron and
Ginny."



Harry and Hermione walked up to the front desk of the hotel. The concierge said, "Good day.
How may I be of assistance?"

Harry said, "We would like to get information about places to shop in the surrounding
area."

"Yes, one moment." The concierge collected some pamphlets. Placing one on the counter in
front of them, he said, "If you exit the lobby to your left, a boardwalk will lead you to a
village of small specialty shops." He placed a second pamphlet on the counter and said,
"Out the north lobby entrance, about four blocks walk, is a large shopping mall in the main
downtown area." Placing the last pamphlet on the counter he said, "Continuing down the
hall past your room, your portkey will give you access to the thaumaturgic shop area."

Harry thought, "*Thaumaturgic?*"

"*Magical*" was her thought reply.

The concierge said, "May I assist you with anything else?"

"No. This is good. Thank you." said Harry.

"Very good." said the concierge. "Have a pleasant day."

Harry and Hermione spent the next few hours leisurely visiting the shops along the boardwalk. There
were shirt and hat shops, clothing shops, toyshops, a bookshop, a candle shop, a kite shop and a
shop that sold wind chimes and music boxes. There were also people in the park area selling
paintings, handmade crafts and jewelry. Harry and Hermione exchanged thoughts with each other as
they looked at gifts for their friends. Gradually, it was becoming second nature for them to share
thoughts of interest with each other. There were a few funny looks from people when Harry or
Hermione laughed for no apparent reason.

They had just exited one of the last shops on the boardwalk when Harry stopped and listened. He
said, "Hermione, do you hear that music?"

"Yes, it seems to be coming from further up the boardwalk."

"I know what it is! C'mon, let's go and see. It will be fun!"

They started walking toward the sound and the music grew in volume. As they turned a corner, a
large carousel came into view.

Harry excitedly said, "Let's go for a ride! Maybe you'll get a brass ring!"

"Brass ring?"

"Yeah! Come over here and watch," said Harry as the carousel began to turn. "See the
riders on the outside horses? The attendant will extend a ring dispenser. See ... there! You reach
out and try to pull a ring from it as you go by. Most of the rings are iron. If you get one of
those, throw it there." Harry pointed as a rider tossed a ring. "But if you get a brass
ring, keep it and give it to the attendant after the ride ends. You can get a prize or another free
ride."

"Ok," said Hermione. "I think I fancy a ride on that pink horse."

Harry smiled and went to get admission tickets. The carousel stopped and they got on. Harry mounted
the black horse behind Hermione.

As the carousel began to turn, Hermione looked back and thought, "*Is the black stallion
going to try and catch me to win a prize?*"

"*Trying to distract me from getting a ring are you? You are enough of a distraction already
just being in front of me.*"

The ring dispenser was extended. Both of them missed on the first pass. On the next pass, Hermione
missed and Harry pulled an iron ring. On the next turn, Hermione got an iron ring and Harry missed.
On the next pass, they each pulled a ring and Hermione held it close. Harry felt a wave of
happiness wash over him. The dispenser was retracted and Hermione spent the remainder of the ride
teasing Harry as the horses moved up and down.

When the ride ended, Hermione thought, "*Join me in that heart shaped love
seat.*"

The love seat had a large red heart shape on each end. The pink seating area between was just wide
enough for two. When seated, the occupants were mostly hidden from view. They sat down as the
attendant came by. Smiling, Hermione handed him the brass ring. Harry reached into his pocket for
another ticket but the attendant held up his hand, smiled and left. As the carousel turned, they
held each other closely and exchanged a prize or two.

The carousel began to slow and Harry said, "I have two more tickets. Shall we have another go
at the rings?"

With a smile, Hermione said, "Let me think." She squinted her eyes and with a mock
thoughtful expression on her face, tapping her chin with her finger. "Should I sit here and
snog you or have one last go at the rings. Tough decision." A second later, she grinned and
gave him a quick peck saying, "Well, since I can snog you anytime I want, let's do the
rings again."

Harry laughed. They got up and mounted the horses again. During this ride, they each pulled a few
rings but neither of them got a brass ring. As they were walking away from the carousel, they
decided that a consolation prize was in order. And it just so happened that an ice cream shop was
close by. They sat on a bench in the shade of a tree with ice cream cones in hand; Hermione's
with 'Vanilla Cherry Delight' and Harry with 'Chocolate Banana Surprise'. Happily
licking their ice cream, and sniggering and laughing at thoughts about ice cream flavors that
passed between them, they watched young and old alike enjoy a ride on the carousel.



Later in the afternoon, now in bathing suits, they shared a doublewide lounge on their private
beach facing the ocean. The sun was getting low in the sky. A small table on each side of the
lounge held a tropical drink with a miniature umbrella in it. A large piece of pineapple was on the
rim of the glass. Holding a book, purchased earlier that day in one hand, Hermione was reading
while her other hand lightly caressed Harry's back. Harry sat next to her and held a kite
string in each hand. Enjoying the pleasant tingling sensations of her touch, he caused the kite to
twist and turn over the waves as its colorful streamer traced a path in the sky.

Hermione laid the book on her chest and reached for her drink. After taking a sip she said,
"You're very good at flying that kite. Have you flown one before?"

"A few times, when I was very young," said Harry. "Uncle Vernon said it was an
inexpensive way to have me out of the house for a while."

Hermione frowned and said, "Honestly Harry, I don't know how you became such a caring
person being raised in a family like that."

Harry said, "You and Ron. Our friendship was the best thing that ever happened to me, short of
marrying you that is."

Hermione leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Well, I think your Mum and Dad had a lot to
do with your personality too."

Harry said, "Would you like to fly the kite?"

"Yes, it looks like fun," said Hermione putting her book down. "What do I
do?"

Harry smiled and said, "Come over here and sit between my legs in front of me."

"This is going to be fun," said Hermione as she ducked under the string in his right hand
and sat in front of him.

"Ok, take the strings from each of my hands, use the little handles."

"Oh! ... It has quite a pull. It feels like it's alive."

He put his hands on hers and said, "Now, just move one hand toward you and the other away to
make it turn and dance, like this." He guided her hands and the kite turned left and
right.

"This is great!" she exclaimed. "And without magic!"

Harry felt happiness wash over him like had happened on the carousel. He watched as she cautiously
made the kite turn in the wind. In a short time, the kite was zooming across the sky, climbing high
and swooping low over the water. He wrapped his hands around her waist and put his chin on her
shoulder.

He felt contented sharing in her delight. He looked down and saw his hands wrapped around her. He
was holding the embodied sacred spirit that he so dearly loved, it was miraculous. It seemed like
an incredible dream. Yet here they were together, feeling like two souls that had been separated by
an eternity of time, touching each other again. He marveled at the intimate and extraordinary
relationship that would be with them for the rest of their lives.

"*That felt good. Such a wonderful thought Harry.*"

She felt him tighten his grip and turn his face into her neck. After a moment, the scent of her
suntan lotion recalled the memory of their previous night in the hot tub. He began to gently kiss
her on the neck and behind her ears.

Hermione smiled and said, "Is this how you flew kites when you were young?"

Switching to her other ear, he continued to kiss her and said, "No. ... I didn't have my
lovely wife in a skimpy swimsuit with me then."

Hermione squirmed and giggled, "That tickles. So how am I doing?"

Without stopping he said, "Perfect."

Hermione laughed. "No, I meant flying the kite!"

Harry started to run his fingers through her hair and massage her head. He said, "You have
'Exceeds Expectations' now. You'll get 'Outstanding' if the kite is still
flying after this."

The kite soared high into the sky and floated on the wind. She tilted her head back, closed her
eyes and let out a long sigh saying "mmm ... I think all my NEWT's should be like
this." She leaned back against his chest with a dreamlike expression on her face. Harry felt
happiness and contentment.

After a short while Harry said, "How about a date tonight? Would you like to go out for some
dinner and dancing at that dinner club we saw just off the boardwalk?"

She looked at him and said "Why Mr. Potter, I'd love to!"

"Well, fair warning Mrs. Potter. You might want to put protective charms on your
feet."

She smiled and said, "You did very well when we danced at our reception."

"That was the easy slow dancing. We just held each other and turned to the music. I'm not
very good at the fancy stuff. Maybe you should put a dancing charm on my feet."

"You'll do fine. Besides, I like hold and turn dancing with you." Then she smiled and
said, "Well, since we're going out on a date, we should go in and wash the sand and suntan
lotion off."

Harry grinned, "Another shower today? I'm such a lucky guy."

Hermione laughed. "We'll both be so squeaky clean."



After dinner, they danced and talked with other couples. People from many different parts of the
world were there on holiday with interesting stories to tell. Some were celebrating birthdays or
anniversaries. Others were there for business travel. Later in the evening, as Harry and Hermione
were enjoying a slow dance, another couple danced up beside them.

The woman smiled and the man said, "Please pardon our intrusion on your evening. We both just
wanted to say a quick thank you. The awards you received are very much deserved. Have a wonderful
evening."

"Yes," said the woman. "And congratulations, you are a beautiful couple. We wish you
all the best and a happy life together."

"Thanks." said Harry and Hermione as the couple danced away from them.

Harry thought, "*I didn't think anyone would recognize us so far away from
England.*"

Hermione grinned and thought, "*I suppose I'll have to expect that now. I married the
famous Harry Potter. He's the chosen one you know. It's a burden I'll just have to
learn to bear.*"

Harry rolled his eyes and smiled, "*Yeah, and I married the bright and witty Hermione
Granger. She's the brightest witch of her age and totally awesome. You're my chosen
one.*"

Hermione pulled him close and thought, "*Oh Harry, I love you so much. This has been such a
wonderful day. Just one more thing I want to do with you.*"

"*And what might that be?*" thought Harry with a smile.

"*A dance on the beach,*" she thought with a coy smile.

"*I like that idea,*" thought Harry. Looking into her eyes, he gave her a tender
kiss as the music ended. Then, they walked off the dance floor hand in hand.





17. Of One Spirit
-----------------


**Chapter 17: Of One Spirit**

The fresh sea breeze and sunlight of another pleasant day filled the room as Harry and Hermione
awoke from another restful night's sleep. It was a while before they got out of bed, their
drowsiness ebbing away more slowly this morning. After leisurely eating breakfast in their room,
they made their way out onto the beach with swim fins in hand. A few seagulls were gliding on the
wind and calling out to each other. A pelican, with motionless wings, passed by skimming inches
above the turquoise blue water. Harry and Hermione waded out into the warm water just beyond the
break of the gentle waves. After putting on the swim fins and casting a few charms, they floated
face down for a few minuets before diving below the water's surface.

"*It seems like we're swimming in an aquarium,*" thought Harry.

"*Yes, it looks so beautify. Look at all the fish and coral!*"

"*Your bubblehead charm is working great Hermione.*"

"*And being able to thought talk with you comes in really handy too,*" she
thought.

"*It's all so beautiful, the warm crystal clear water, the colorful fish, seeing you
swimming.*"

She smiled and thought, "*I'm very happy you are enjoying our swim. You make a nice
addition to the scenery too. Harry, during the second task, was it like this in the
lake?*"

"*The water here is clear and much warmer; though the gillyweed made the sensation of the
cold lake hardly noticeable. I think Fleur, Cedric and Victor used warming charms. It's also
far less dangerous here, no grindylows.*"

"*These fish seem quite friendly to us,*" thought Hermione. "*I can almost
touch them.*"

"*Look over there by that coral,*" thought Harry. "*Hundreds of little fish
in a tight cluster!*"

"*Harry, look there! A cuttlefish. We need to stay back from it.*"

"*I don't see it.*"

Hermione thought, "*It just changed to match its surroundings. Watch just in front of that
red coral for a minute.*"

"*It just moved; I see it now,*" thought Harry. "*It really knows how to
blend in with its surroundings! It has a very good invisibility cloak.*"

... A while later, she thought, "*Harry, how long do you think we've been
swimming?*"

Harry looked at his hands and thought, "*A long time by the looks of my fingers. Have you
seen enough?*"

"*Yes, I think so. Let's go in and lie on the beach for a while."
* Back on the beach, the warm sun dried them as they rested from their swim.

Harry said, "Do you want to see the magical part of the resort this afternoon?"

"Yes I do. I want to find a magical gift for my parents. I haven't a clue yet what to get
them but I want it to be very special. I still feel a bit guilty about all the time I missed as a
family with them."



Closing the room door behind them, they turned and walked further down the hallway and around a
corner. At the end of the hallway, they came to a door that had no doorknob. Harry touched his
portkey to the door. An instant later, the lock clicked and the door swung open. A large sunlit
scene greeted them. A winding lane led away from the door in two directions. They stepped in, or
was it out? The door closed behind them. They were standing in a small quiet park. Birds sang in
the trees and a few people were seated on park benches talking. A short distance away, they could
see some of the shops and began leisurely walking toward them. The shops were widely spaced on
either side of the lane. Trees, shrubs, tables, seating areas, waterfalls, floating signs and
lampposts filled the spaces between the shops. At one of the tables, two men were playing chess. At
another table, people were talking and having a bite to eat. There were many other people walking
about but it was not as crowded as on the muggle boardwalk.

They made their way along the lane stepping into most of the shops. There were magical displays in
most of the shop windows advertising the latest merchandise the shop had to offer. Books, magical
toys, T-shirts and hats with moving insignias, a jewelry shop and gift shops with all manner of
magical things. The gift shops contained many unique things to look at and they finished picking
out thank you gifts. In one of the shops, Hermione was inspired with the perfect gift idea for her
parents. They purchased the item. She and Harry would complete the gift after their return home.
Walking a little further along the lane, they stopped in front of the broom shop and looked in the
front window at the brooms on display.

After a moment, he smiled at her and said, "So how did you like riding my broom at sunset the
other day?"

"I liked it a lot. It was easy to control once I got the hang of it and ..." She stopped
abruptly with a surprised expression on her face. Then, narrowing her eyes she said, "How do
you know I used that broom?"

He grinned and said, "I asked Ron at lunchtime to bring it to me. He brought me Ginny's
broom instead. He said Ginny wanted me to use it and then left very quickly."

"That's because I had asked Ginny to bring me your broom earlier in the
morning."

"Yeah, after Ron left, I worked that out fairly quickly since only you and I knew it was under
my bed."

"Ron and Ginny must have had a bit of a panic over that."

"Especially Ron I suspect," said Harry with a smile. Then he said, "But it was very
touching when I figured out what you were up to. It really meant a lot to me that day ... and it
still does."

Hermione shyly smiled and taking his hands said, "I know how much flying means to you and the
freedom you feel. I've also banished a fear in my life and I enjoy it now too."

Harry smiled warmly and gave her a quick kiss. Then he said, "So, do you like that broom? Or,
should we go into this shop so you can pick out one for yourself?"

"Really?! ... Yes, I'd like to pick one out, with your expert advice of
course."

He smiled and opened the door of the shop for her. For the next hour, Hermione looked at almost
every broom in the shop. The sales person mentioned the features and flight characteristics of each
broom. The shopkeeper quickly learned, much to Harry's amusement, not to patronize this witch.
She knew what she was doing. Hermione asked about the type of wood used for the handle and the
aerodynamic properties of the finish used on it. She asked about the type and length of the
bristles and how they were attached to the handle. She asked about the witch or wizard who had
placed the final flying enchantment on the broom and to what degree the enchantment would respond
to the flyers control input.

Harry spent most of this time looking at other things in the shop and watching Hermione and the
shopkeeper covertly from the other side of the room. He could see that both Hermione and the
shopkeeper were enjoying the experience. Being a hotel shop, Harry thought the shopkeeper probably
rarely got anyone in that wanted to know so much about a broom before making a purchase. The
shopkeeper excitedly looked up details to answer Hermione's questions and helped her compare
the merits of the particular broom models. The shop had a flight test area in the back and Harry
watched as she tried four or five brooms. When she had it narrowed down to two brooms, she asked
Harry to try them also and give his opinion.

"I like the handling and control of this one better." said Harry.

"I do to. But it's a lot more expensive."

"You will likely have the broom for a long time. We should get you the one you like
best."

"Ok then," said Hermione with a smile. She gave him a quick kiss and said, "Thank
you my love."

Hermione's magically extended beaded bag was becoming very full with gifts for their friends
and now a broom. A happy shopkeeper smiled and waved as they left the shop. They sat down on a
bench to rest a minute.

Harry said, "You really had a good time in there. I didn't realize you knew so much about
brooms and what to look for in a good one."

She smiled and said, "I learned most of it from just listening to you, Ron and Ginny talk
about quidditch. I've never been much interested in the pro teams, statistics and that sort of
thing. But the magic that makes a broom fly has always interested me. The three of you were my
teachers."

"You learned your lessons very well," said Harry. And with a smirk added, "No
surprise there." Then he said, "You picked out a very good broom. I really enjoyed
watching and you also made it a happy day for the shopkeeper."

It was now evening and they decided to have dinner at a wizard restaurant called Hannah's
House. It was quiet and there weren't many people present. After seating them, the waitress
handed them menus and said, "My name is Sara. The special of the day is turkey dinner with all
the trimmings, definitely the best."

Later, after finishing a wonderful dinner, a woman came up to their table and said, "Welcome
to Hannah's House." Harry and Hermione recognized her from the dance floor the previous
night.

"I am one of the owners of this restaurant. We are happy you chose to dine with us this
evening and hope your dinner was enjoyable."

"Very much so," said Harry. "We're stuffed."

"Yes, it was so good," said Hermione. "You have such a nice quiet place. Please give
our compliments to the chef."

"I will. The chef is Henry my husband. We've been open for about a year now. We're
still building the business. Please tell your friends."

Hermione thought, "*I'd like to help them Harry.*"

"We will," said Harry to Hannah. "Anything else we can do to help spread the
word?"

Hannah said, "You are so kind. Would you mind if we took a picture and displayed it on the
wall with the other pictures of people who have dined with us?"

Hermione thought, "*That's ok with me.*"

Harry said, "Yes, that would be ok with us."

A few minutes later, Henry had snapped a picture and showed it to them. They both smiled their
approval and signed the picture "A superb place to dine. Harry and Hermione."

"You two are absolutely wonderful. Thank you so very much." said Hannah.

"You're welcome." said Hermione. "Hope your business does really well for
you."

"Have a pleasant evening," said Hannah.

A little later, back outside the restaurant, they began leisurely making their way down the winding
lane back toward the entrance door.

Harry said, "It's our last night here. What would you like to do?"

She smiled and said, "So we'll have some strength for our trip back tomorrow, a snuggle
and snog with you on the beach, under the stars, will be just right."

Harry smiled, "That sounds good to me."



The waves rolled onto the beach and the stars twinkled brightly above them. They were quietly
enjoying being in each other's arms on the lounge. They shared their thoughts about the vision
of the new star. They gazed up at the immense night sky and wondered. Were the stars somehow
created by spiritual love? What other worlds or life might exist around each of those points of
light? Does magic exist on them? They both thought it would since magic existed in this world in so
many different ways, in both the magical and muggle worlds. They were quiet for a while.

Then Harry said, "Hermione, we are able to do two of the three abilities that McGonagall said
could occur after we were bonded. We can share our thoughts and our feelings. What do you think
about the last ability, combining magical power?"

In a thoughtful voice she said, "That is an extraordinarily rare ability Harry. McGonagall
said it is almost unheard of. I've never read anything about it. It could be dangerous in the
same way that the elder wand is the most powerful."

"That is a very good point," said Harry. He thought for a moment and then said, "But
we've had access to powerful magic over the years; the stone, the sword of Gryffindor, a time
turner and the elder wand. We've always been able to use things like that properly, for
others."

"That is true Harry. And you in particular, have experienced some very extraordinary things.
You've been through so many awful things and you're still the kind gentle man that I
love."

He gave her a gentle squeeze.

"So, how do you think we could check for the ability to combine magical power?" asked
Hermione.

Harry said, "I have an idea. But first, we should be sure there is no one watching us. Like we
did last night."

Harry and Hermione stood up and took out their wands. They each moved in a circle around the lounge
casting detection charms. After finding nothing, they circled again and cast their own security,
muffliato and disillusionment charms.

Both lying back on the lounge, Harry said, "Ok, remember that day at the family tree, we each
cast our patronus and then merged them. There was a feedback and we each felt a connection. I think
we should try that again."

She nodded with a thoughtful expression. Then, looking at Harry, she smiled and said, "Expecto
Patronum." The misty silvery otter immediately appeared, very bright and well defined.

Harry looked at Hermione, "Expecto Patronum" he said with a smile. A very bright vaporous
stag appeared a short distance from the otter.

They glanced briefly at each other and then, pointing their wands, the stag and the otter moved
toward each other. As they met, the forms began to swirl around each other. Harry and Hermione
watched without blinking as a tingling sensation moved up their wand arm. It sent shivers up and
down their spines and made the hairs on the back of their necks stand up. The patronus forms
gradually became indistinct as the silvery mists merged into a single vaporous cloud. Then, the
cloud began to glow red and then golden as it changed into a new more solid form. A majestic
creature the size of a centaur now stood before them. Its head, wings and front feet were like an
eagle. Behind the feathered wings was the body and hindquarters of a lion. Its tail was long and
serpent like.

"It's a griffin!" exclaimed Hermione.

"It's beautiful!" said Harry.

The griffin stood in a silent golden glow looking at them intensely. Harry and Hermione got to
their feet and moved to stand, hand in hand, before it. The griffin's gaze bored into them for
a long silent moment studying them. Harry and Hermione felt awed and humbled in its powerful
presence. They also felt a sense of familiarity, caring and security; like what a young child feels
when being held in the arms of a father or mother. The eyes of the griffin softened and a proud
gentle voice came into their heads.

"How wonderful the difference you've made in this world. You are exemplary in character,
integrity and compassion. Do you desire confluence of magical power and accept the responsibility
it places on you?"

Harry and Hermione turned their heads and their eyes met. There was a gentle squeeze of each
other's hand. Their thought responded, "We do."

The voice said, "Prerogative is consecrated on the union of your spirits. Call it forth, after
thoughtful consideration of consequences, by your unity of spirit in truth. Use it not for personal
gain. For on that day, I will depart from you. Compassion will be your guide. Preserve and nurture
life."

The griffin then reared up on its hind legs. It opened its beak and the loud cry of an eagle and
the roar of a lion sounded around them. They were blown in a great wind by the beating of its
wings. The griffin became vaporous again and the golden mist moved to envelope them.

The golden cloud dissolved into them and disappeared from sight. As it did, a mild pain shot
through each of them and a hot itching sensation on their skin spread to the extremities of their
bodies. Their faces flushed red and grimaced in discomfort. A feeling of electricity and strength
invaded each of them forcing itself into the confines of their being. It nearly overwhelmed their
thinking and visions blurred as a cascade of images from their shared experiences flashed in each
of their minds eye. They each began to tremble uncontrollably.

Harry and Hermione reached out to hold each other as they settled onto the sand. The new magical
energy within each of them jostled to take up a restful place. It seemed to displace and also unite
itself within each of them. With determination, their minds focused to reign in control of their
bodies and magical powers. Holding each other tightly, they breathed deeply trying to calm
themselves. Slowly, their minds and visions began to clear and the magical power that invaded each
of them was put under control.

After a moment Harry said, "A..are you ... are you ok H..hermione?"

"Y..yes." said Hermione in a quiet voice. "How a..bout you?"

"Over..w..whelmed but I'm ok."

"K..keep h..holding me Harry."

For a long while, they sat in the sand and held each other. Confidence, courage and soothing flowed
between them. The trembling and hot itchy feeling in their skin slowly faded away. They placed
their heads against each other and slowly they became tranquil and calm. There was a sense of
clarity of mind and sharpness of vision in each of them. They felt very much alive and energized
beyond what either of them had ever felt before.

They released their mutual embrace and looked deeply into each other's eyes. They each saw a
child happily dancing in delight and excitement.

"YES!" said Hermione with a delighted smile. "This is so amazing! I feel like
jumping up and down and squealing with joy! I always felt we'd be able to share thoughts. But
this is way beyond anything I imagined. Oh Harry, I'm so happy for us!"

He felt waves of her joy and elation wash over him. Harry grinned and then said, "ACE! This is
absolutely brilliant! Hermione, we achieved all three! We're connected to each other in ways I
never dreamed. This is totally awesome!"

She grinned as waves of his delightful happiness washed over her. Then, with a more somber
expression on her face said, "Do you think we are possessed now? The griffin dissolved into
us."

"No, I never lost a sense of you or our surroundings. It feels more like an empowerment, like
there's an additional source of magical energy to draw upon."

"Then we were overwhelmed by each other's magical energy in addition to our own! At first,
it was like a waterfall pouring in on me. It seemed like I was trying to hold onto my own identity.
Now, it feels like I have magical strength enough to move a mountain. I've never felt like this
before. You are a very powerful wizard Harry."

"The griffin must be the connection joining our magical powers now. I don't think each of
us was prepared for that connection being turned on so quickly. It was a bit like a light switch.
You are a very powerful witch Hermione. I realize now just how much magical energy is in you. I
think this connection is going to take some getting use to."

Then Hermione looked at Harry with a very serious expression and said, "Harry, we have to keep
this secret, just between the two of us. If or when we choose to use it, we can't draw
attention to ourselves. That would be self-serving. It could cause some people to become
intimidated or afraid of us. Others would be challenged to try and defeat us or use us for their
own self-gain. We would have little peace or solitude."

"I completely agree with you Hermione. That must be why this ability is so rarely heard of. We
have to be very careful. What should we say to Ron, Ginny and professor McGonagall if they question
us?"

She thought for a moment and then said, "They know we can share thoughts from what happened on
our bonding day. I'm not sure about the other guests. If questioned about the other two
abilities, we should say that we want to keep it private. The last two abilities did first happen
during very private moments between us. I so hope Ron, Ginny and professor McGonagall will
understand."

Harry said, "I think they will. They had to keep information about the ritual from us too. We
can also say, at least to Ron and Ginny, we don't want to spoil their experience of the ritual.
And for all we know, these abilities might not happen with them. In that case, they would feel
hurt."

They each stood up and brushed the sand off. After a moment of thought she looked at him and said,
"I wonder how many have the ability to do special magic for others?"

Harry said, "I think we'll never really know."

Hermione sighed and then smiling said, "I thought this was going to be a quiet evening of rest
and silent conversation with you."

He smiled and said, "Well, the lounge is there and we certainly have a lot more to think about
and discuss."

She put her arms around his neck. Smiling she said, "I think we should continue the discussion
indoors where it's more comfortable."





18. Home and Beyond
-------------------


**Chapter 18: Home and Beyond**

The concierge said, "Was our service satisfactory?"

"It was very good," said Harry. "We really enjoyed our stay."

"Excellent sir. We look forward to serving you again in the not too distant future. Have a
safe and pleasant journey to your next destination."

Harry walked back to where Hermione was seated and said, "We have a few hours before our
travel time. What would you like to do until then?"

"There's a maritime museum not far from here. It has a magical travel point close
by."

"That sounds interesting," said Harry as he held out his hand and helped her to stand.
"Let's take a pedicab to the museum."



It was early evening as Harry and Hermione walked hand in hand up the walk to the front door of
their flat. Their trip home via the magical travel network had been uneventful. Upon reaching the
porch, Harry stopped and turned to face Hermione.

He took her hands and said, "So Mrs. Potter, did you have a nice time this last
week."

"The absolute best ever Mr. Potter," smiled Hermione. "It will be hard to top
because many of my dreams, and some I didn't know I would have, came true."

He smiled and said, "I never could have imagined all that has happened this week. It will be
an extraordinary and wonderful life being married to you."

They embraced each other and kissed. A moment later, they separated and the lock on the door
clicked.

Harry said, "Ok. I want to do this properly. Put your arms around my neck please."

She giggled as Harry picked her up in his arms. The door swung open and he carried her over the
threshold. The lights of the room came on and Harry, still carrying Hermione, stopped and stared.
Then, they both began to laugh and Harry put Hermione back on her feet.

A large heart shape, like someone would carve on a tree, was on the far wall. The names
'Harry' and 'Hermione' were floating within it. It twinkled and flashed in many
colors each time cupid, a short distance away, shot an arrow at it. When an arrow reached the
heart, the names would alternately spin like a top for a short time and say "Oh Harry!"
or "Oh Hermione!" A large banner above the fireplace proclaimed, "Congratulations
Harry and Hermione." Horns and noisemakers made various odd sounds. Fireworks burst at random
around the room and hundreds of small transparent colored bubbles floated everywhere. A wedding
bell, hanging in the corner of the room, gently chimed.

Harry took out his wand and said, "Silencio!" The noise stopped but the objects remained
active. He looked toward the hallway and grinned. A flashing sign across the entrance had the
words, "Do Not Disturb! Family Formation In Progress!"

Hermione looked at Harry and said, "I'm not sure I want to go into our
bedroom."

He chuckled and said, "Pluck up some Gryffindor courage." Then, taking her hand said,
"Off we go."

He led her slowly across the room and gently brushed the bubbles aside as they went. He reached out
to remove the sign but it swung back like a gate to admit them. After they stepped past, it closed
again. Hermione shook her head and smiled. Harry cautiously pulled her forward. The door to his
room was closed. He smiled at Hermione and then turned the doorknob. He gave it a gentle push and
let go. The door swung open, the hinges creaking ominously. ... Nothing happened. They waited.
After a moment ... nothing still happened. Wide eyed, Harry and Hermione cautiously peeked into the
room.

A small sign floated in the room. It read, "Harry doesn't sleep here anymore." Then
it changed to "Unless Hermione is cheesed off at him!" Harry and Hermione, looking at
each other, sniggered and shook their heads.

They turned and cautiously stepped toward the other bedroom which also had its door closed. Harry
looked at her. Hermione, with eyes wide and biting her lower lip, nodded to Harry. He reached for
the doorknob. But before touching it, the doorknob turned by itself and the door swung open with a
long foreboding squeak of its hinges.

The room was dimly lit with candlelight. The bed was now heart shaped, white with red trim around
the base. There was also red trim on the ends of the pillows. The scent of rose greeted them as
they stepped into the bedroom. Everything else in the room appeared to be in its place.

Hermione said quietly, "This is a set up, he's up to something."

He grinned and said, "I guess there's only one way to find out."

Hermione looked apprehensively at him and asked, "How's that?"

"We lie on the bed," smiled Harry.

Harry felt a chill wash over him as Hermione said, "Ooo ... this is worse than no ink on exam
day."

Harry chuckled. He let go of her hand and kicked off his shoes. He moved to the bed, got on and lie
on his side with his arm propping up his head. After a moment, nothing happened. With a smirk on
his face, Harry looked at Hermione and patted the free side of the bed with his hand. With an
unsure look on her face and once again biting her lower lip, Hermione kicked off her shoes. Then,
she lie on the bed facing Harry. Her hand reached into his and held it firmly. They looked at each
other and waited. ... Nothing happened.

Harry said, "Seems like they were just being romantic in this room."

"I don't believe that for a minute!" said Hermione authoritatively.

"There there my love," said Harry. "Let me change your mind." He leaned over
and gently kissed her.

From the corner of the room, cupid appeared and floated in mid-air lightly strumming a harp.
Hermione pursed her lips and nodded her head with an expression of "I told you so" on her
face. Then, a soft glow illuminated the ceiling above. Looking up, Harry and Hermione saw a
reflection of them lying on the bed. Hermione started to giggle. Then, the bed began to gently
shake and vibrate. They both broke into fits of laughter.

Waves of pleasurable sensations washed over each of them. Both were wiping the tears of laughter
from their eyes as Harry's hand brushed the headboard of the bed. The bed stilled itself and
cupid disappeared. He took out his wand and pointed it at the electric light switch. The room
lights brightened to partial intensity.

Hermione said, "I'm not going to be the first one to use the bathroom. Whipped cream will
probably come out of the shower!"

This statement caused a far away expression to appear on Harry's face as a mental image of that
thought formed. Slowly, a contented smile dawned on Harry's face as he looked at
Hermione.

A slight tingle washed over her and Hermione rolled her eyes. Gently hitting him on the arm she
said, "Oh, honestly Harry."

Harry laughed and said, "George got you good!"

Harry reached toward the wall and touched the picture frame of his parents. His parents appeared
and Lily was smiling sweetly at them. James had a grin on his face and was holding a large bucket
of water.

Hermione reached over and took Harry's left hand with her left hand. Holding them up so that
the rings were clearly visible to the portrait, she said in a stern voice, "We're
officially married now. Chaperoning will no longer be necessary."

James shoulders slumped and his face had a disappointed pouting expression. Lily and Harry laughed.
James sulked off the edge of the frame carrying the bucket sloshing with water. A moment later, he
returned holding a bouquet of red roses. He took Lily's hand and they both held the
roses.

Looking out at Harry and Hermione, Lily said, "May your new life together be a happy
one."

James said, "Congratulations you two."

"Oh, how sweet, thank you!" said Hermione with a smile.

Harry said, "Dad, do you know of anything else we should ... umm ... look out for ... here in
the flat?"

"Well ..." said James clearing his throat and looking somewhat uneasy, "That's a
tough question for someone like me to answer. The unspoken prankster code of conduct says ..."
James was cut off as Lily gently hit him on the arm. Looking at James, Lily frowned slightly
shaking her head. Harry and Hermione grinned.

"Oh ... right then." James bounced on his feet a few times and then said, "Well,
ahem, let me see ... we couldn't actually see anything but ... we did hear something mentioned
that we didn't quite understand ... What's an extendable ear?"

Hermione's eyes narrowed as she said in a whispered voice, "They're listening to
us!"

Hermione looked around the room. After a brief moment, she spotted it. An extendible ear hung
partially concealed behind the curtain by the window.

"There," said Hermione pointing to it. Then she said with a loud voice, "I'm
going to get you George Weasley! ... Just ... you ... wait!"

From the extendable ear came the sound of roars of laughter.

A moment later, George's voice said, "Hermione, you can't image ... he he ... all of
the new Weasley products ... he he ... your marriage has inspired. he he he ... How about those
squeaky door hinges? ... And I love that whipped cream idea!"

Harry laughed and even Hermione giggled.

Ron's voice said, "Can we see your flat ... umm ... you know ... with all of the
decorations active?"

Harry smiled, flicked his wand and then nodded to Hermione. Then she said, "Ok. The floo is
open. Come on over."

A moment later, there were green flashes of light as friends and family began arriving. There was
much laughter and conversation the remainder of the evening.



A few days after their return, Harry and Hermione took Ron and Ginny out for dinner as a thank you
for all they had done for them. They gave Ron a clock that kept perfect time and never ran down.
The wood of the clock was carved with magical runes. On the face of the clock were magical pictures
of Harry, Ron and Hermione wearing their Order of Merlin medals. Ginny received a golden brooch pin
of a witch flying on a broom with her arm stretched out to capture a snitch darting inches from her
grasp. The four friends were together well past midnight talking about all that had happened during
the bonding ritual.

A few days later, Harry and Hermione took Dan and Emma to see the family tree. They were surprised
when Dan and Emma said they wanted to go there by broom. After they floo'd to the Burrow, Dan
rode with Hermione on her new broom and Emma rode with Harry. Dan and Emma very much enjoyed the
trip and were amazed when they saw the tree and the carvings on its trunk. And just as Arthur had
said, a branch with Dan and Emma's names and a flowering bud were now visible on the
tree.

Later back at the Burrow, Arthur and Molly were delighted to receive a thank you gift from Harry
and Hermione. The gift was a magic wind chime that played different musical songs and instruments
depending on the direction and strength of the wind. Dan and Emma received a domed crystal display
with a polished dark green marble base. Within the crystal dome floated two enchanted red roses in
full bloom. The roses were surrounded by randomly sparkling points of light. Hermione explained
that the beauty of the roses would never fade. And with a half smile, she said that additional
roses might appear a few years in the future.

When Harry and Hermione resumed classes at Hogwarts, they met with McGonagall in her office.
McGonagall was very moved at their words of gratitude to her for helping them begin their union. To
her delight, they gifted McGonagall with a bronze sculpture of a griffin. It would rear up on its
hind legs and beat its wings when it was touched. The griffin was mounted to a rosewood base that
contained a wedding picture of Harry and Hermione and an engraving that read,

*With gratitude for initiating our life together.
Vinculi Spritu, Harry and Hermione 1998*

Later, Harry and Hermione went to the Great Hall. Friends and classmates were excited to see
them and greeted them with congratulations and well wishes. They were talking with a group of
friends at one of the long tables when Luna entered the Great Hall. Luna stopped the moment she
caught sight of Harry and Hermione seated at the table. With her mouth half open in astonishment,
she just stared at them. Then slowly, Luna walked toward them with a broad and happy smile on her
face. She stood behind the group of friends sitting across the table from Harry and Hermione. Her
eyes were unblinking and she appeared to be in a trance, which for Luna was fairly normal. Harry
and Hermione looked up at her with quizzical expressions. The conversations died away and many of
the people turned to look at Luna.

Hermione said, "Hi Luna ... umm ... how are you?"

After a short pause during which her eyes continued to stare, Luna said in a dreamy matter-of-fact
voice, "I've never seen auras do that, wrackspurts must be making my brain go fuzzy. Your
auras keep moving back and forth between the two of you. There's a third golden one as well.
It's all so beautiful."

Harry said, "Luna, would you like to sit down and join us?"

Luna said, "No, I'd better go so my wrackspurts don't affect you too." Then,
before turning to leave, she said in a quiet and distant voice, "That must be what happens
when Gryffindor students marry each other. It's so lovely to behold."

Harry and Hermione glanced at each other as she departed. Their other friends at the table just
giggled and sniggered among themselves.

Watching Luna walk away, Hermione thought to Harry, "*Luna is truly gifted with a special
way of seeing things. I won't be so quick to dismiss anything she says again.*"

Harry thought to Hermione, "*Yeah. I think we need to sit down with her privately and
talk.*"



Harry and Hermione's love continued to grow and deepen. Despite the chores of school, fledgling
careers and the everyday cares of the world, thoughts were shared between them at free times during
the day. There were candle lit dinners at their flat and the occasional date to a show, a picnic on
a hillside, or a sunset spent together on a broom.

On Christmas Eve, they joined Dan and Emma for dinner and spent the early evening with them
exchanging presents. After returning home to their flat, Harry and Hermione spent the remainder of
the evening with each other exchanging presents and snuggling in front of the fire. On Christmas
day, Harry, Hermione and the Grangers joined the Weasley family at the Burrow for Christmas supper.
The excitement level at the Burrow went up tenfold when Ron and Katie arrived. There was now an
engagement ring on Katie's finger.

The next year brought somewhat regular visits of Harry's godson Teddy Lupin. He was a bundle of
energy and kept them happily busy looking after him. They spent time with their friends at
Hogwarts, helped with the DA and attended the Gryffindor quidditch games. Under Ginny's
leadership, Gryffindor handily won the Hogwarts quidditch cup that year.

While completing school, Hermione began entry-level work in the Department of Mysteries in healing
charms development. She enjoyed the work very much since it involved investigation and research
into new and unknown areas of magic. She was most often found in the immense Department of
Mysteries library. The library contained thousands of books on every aspect of magic imaginable.
She also helped set up an innovative retrieval system to help researchers find needed information
more quickly.

Harry began work in the MBI while completing his studies at Hogwarts. Initially working as a
liaison officer, he began to establish working relationships with his detective counterparts, both
magical and muggle, in England and other countries. As a MBI detective, Harry's security
clearance gave him access to most restricted areas. So, in addition to crime investigation, he also
worked with a team chartered to improve the Ministry of Magic's security.

On one occasion, Harry had to go on a work related trip to the continent for a few days. This had
resulted in a clingy and drawn out goodbye between them. But they found that distance was no
barrier to their shared connections. Many lascivious thoughts flowed between them in the evenings.
Upon his return, there was an extended reunion. James would have needed a waterfall to cool them
down.

After completing school and graduating, they transitioned to full time jobs at the Ministry. A few
months later, they moved to a home in the countryside around Godric's Hollow. Friends and
family were always welcome and Harry regularly visited Wilbur. It was after moving to Godric's
Hollow that unexplained events would sometimes occur.



Late in the night, a nurse at St Mungo's passed through a secured door. It took longer than
normal for the door to close behind her but this went unnoticed. After checking up on the two
sleeping patients in the dimly lit room, she departed. A moment later, the lock on the door
clicked. The male patient had a vacant and strained expression on his face. Two hands holding wands
appeared and floated in the air above his head. The wand tips touched and a golden vaporous griffin
formed and began to descend toward the man's head. The griffin was rebuffed and shuddered in
anguish. With resolve, the light of the griffin grew brighter. Then, a muffled shriek was heard as
the griffin dissolved into the head of the man. His face turned very dark and then a black cloud
emanated from it and diffused into the air. The man's facial expression relaxed and became
peaceful in appearance as he continued to sleep. The wands slowly floated toward the female
patient. A short while later, her face was also relaxed and peaceful. The wands disappeared and
after a moment, the lock on the door clicked. The door of the room opened and then closed again. A
few days later, people noticed that Neville had a new bounce in his step.



Harry and Hermione joyfully shared the day Ron and Katie completed their bonding. Harry acted as
the best man for the three-day ritual. As Harry and Hermione always knew, they remained very close
friends with Ron and now Katie. Ron and Katie's telepathic ability was not immediate but it
quickly developed with help from Harry and Hermione.

Ginny and Hermione remained the best of friends and they frequently met to talk. Ginny and Harry
would often talk about quidditch and the rigors of her being a pro level player. Like Hermione and
Ron, Harry and Ginny felt like brother and sister. After a few years time playing as a pro for the
Harpies, Ginny met Nick and eventually fell deeply in love with him. She transferred to the
coaching and management staff to have more time available for him. In this career role, she often
worked with Ron at the ministry. Hermione was the maid of honor for Ginny and Nick's three day
bonding ritual.

When George and Angelina married, the celebrations depleted a fair amount of merchandise from the
joke shop. But it would go down as the merriest wedding ceremony that anyone could ever remember.
The dancing shoes made everyone laugh hysterically during George and Angelina's first dance as
husband and wife. And there was a surprise for George the day he and Angelina returned from their
honeymoon. It was the next evening, during a welcome back get together, that they talked about
it.



Harry and Hermione stepped from the floo into the kitchen of the Burrow. All of the Weasley family
was present and they began greeting them. They stopped when they reached George and Angelina who
were looking at them warily.

With an innocent smile, Hermione said, "Hi! Welcome back."

"Yes," said George. "That was quite a welcome we received." The room became
quiet.

"We?" said Hermione. After a pause, understanding dawned on her face and she began to
giggle.

"Yes ... we," said Angelina with a smile and a piercing stare. Harry also began to
chuckle.

Hermione said matter-of-factly, "Well, I was honor bound as a fellow Gryffindor to keep my
word to George." Then, as if questioning a professor she asked, "Was there a proper time
delay before the 'effect' occurred; not until toward the end?"

Both George and Angelina nodded their heads in unison still staring at her.

Hermione beamed, "Oh wonderful! I was particularly proud of that bit of finesse, more of a
surprise that way." Then, Hermione smirked and said, "Angelina, it was ... unfortunate
... that you were an innocent causality at the same time." Harry and Hermione began to
laugh.

Ron said, "Ok, clue in the rest of us. What happened?"

George said, "Earlier today, tomato sauce came out of the shower in our bathroom."
Everyone in the room burst into laughter. And after a moment, George and Angelina also started
laughing.

After the laughing died down, George looked at Angelina and said, "It was quite good
wasn't it. Though, I might fancy a bit more oregano. Don't you?"

Angelina said, "You need to be careful with oregano as it can easily spoil the overall
balance, same with the vinegar. Maybe a bit more garlic instead."

George said, "Yes, quite right. That would be better."

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at both of them in disbelief.

George said to Hermione, "The bicycle bell ringing was also a nice touch. Overall, it was very
good and well done indeed. I congratulate you. Put 'er there." He extended his right
hand.

Hermione, with a devious smile, took his hand. They both gripped each other's hand firmly.
There was a buzz and a tickling sensation as smoke began to rise from their joined hands. George
and Hermione both began to laugh uncontrollably. They tried to stare determinedly at each other as
tears of laughter began to fall. The rest of the people in the room laughed hysterically.

When George realized that Hermione was not going to give in, he said still laughing, "Ok,
we're even. ... he he he ... On the count of three then ... he he he ... One ... he he ... Two
... he he ... Three!"

Their hands broke apart with many gold sparks and two loud POP's! Everyone in the room was bent
over holding their sides in stitches of laughter.

A moment later, still wiping tears from her eyes, Hermione looked at the laugh buzzer Harry had
received from George as a birthday present in her right hand. She beamed and said to George,
"This is a brilliant product! Really quite fun."

Later in the evening, when they were leaving, Harry and Hermione gave George and Angelina heart
felt warm hugs and best wishes for their new life together. Business thrived at the joke shop and
George and Angelina always had a smile to share.

The star repeatedly flared, pulsated and sang with a rapturous joy as it consumed itself without
concern for its ongoing existence. It toiled unconditionally and without need of recompense to
spread light and warmth into the darkness. The light became a guide point reaching out into the
universe in all directions. The symphony of its love song touched and slowly organized the
remaining fog. Prominences, like arms, stretched out from the star and scooped the dust together.
Like clay being molded, a form took shape that glowed red in the golden light of the star. The star
became steady and unwavering, infinitely patient to wait for the proper time. It pulled in ice to
rain down and cool the molded form. And after a time of travail and persistent effort, the magic
deep within the seeds sown by the star at its inception, sprouted into new miraculous life. A dawn
of great joy and jubilation occurred.

Two years later, on an eventful and blessed day, their son James was born. In the weeks and
months that followed, the daily routines of Harry and Hermione were significantly reprioritized.
But practiced hands and knowledgeable advice was always available to them from the Grangers and the
Weasleys. There were many happy times and special moments, and a few harder ones also. At the times
when it seemed that all of life's demands would overwhelm and consume them, their love would
grow in a new way giving them unexpected strength, consolation and resolve. And so it was that a
year later, on an equally happy and blessed day, the arrival of their daughter Rose added another
special new dimension to their life and love. Harry's godson Teddy became as much a family
member as James and Rose. And in the living room of the Granger home, in a special place on the
mantle of the fireplace, a domed crystal display now contained five enchanted red roses floating
inside.

There were times, as in all married couples lives, when differences needed to be worked out between
Harry and Hermione. But these were very few and far between due to the cherished connections they
shared with each other. Those connections and secret abilities were honed and perfected. Harry and
Hermione became an innate extension for each other. All the pain, hardship of their school years
and the war was forgotten. Their life together was as Ron had toasted, one of love, fulfillment,
happiness and peace.