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Be Careful of What you Wish for...	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 21247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2 – The Plan

‘Ok, explain again, I have questions,’ Harry said as he looked at the very excited Luna before him, Luna took a deep breath and started again.

‘The spell is not moving the person physically, she will be sent to her future form, she will look like as her future form, she will remember nothing of the years in which she will be transferred through, she will remember the things she does now. She needs to be unconscious so when she’s here, you will hit her with a spell. I should remain hidden somewhere, and then I will do the rest, her body in this timeline will be in slumber and it will remain like that until the spell is over. All her biological needs will be magically satisfied so she won’t feel hunger, pain or anything else.’ Luna said, once again and Harry nodded his head once more, mostly to himself as he preceded the information.

‘Will anyone from the future know about her being there? For example, will I know she’s different? I mean, since I know now, will I know… then?’ Harry asked, not sure if he made himself clear but Luna shook her head.

‘None will know, she will have to find her way with everything that will be happening then, it’s not like she will be a bystander, she will be in her own body, she will have to act as herself, but the people around her won’t know about her change, they will probably get suspicious but since they don’t know now, they won’t know then, as for you, your future form, like this one now, doesn’t know in which period of her future life will be transformed so you will probably not be able to understand.. as for me, I will know but I will be abroad the time she will be transformed… good for me.’ Luna said and Harry sighed, not sure he got what she was saying.

‘She will have trouble accepting all these facts, she’s a person of facts.’ Harry said, thinking the fear she will feel when she’ll realize that things will be so different. ‘She will be in shock,’ Harry added and Luna added with a huge smile.

‘That’s what she needs, a shock, a push, something to prove to her she needs to make the right choices.’ Luna said and Harry gave a small smile as Luna considered him the right choice.

‘And what her future self will act like after her current self will return here?’ Harry asked.

‘She will remember and know everything that happened, for the time her present self will be there, her future self will be absorbed there, it’s not like she will have two personalities, her current one and that of the future,’ Luna replied and Harry sighed, he wasn’t sure of what he asked and what the answer was.

‘And what period of her life will she be taken to?’ Harry asked and Luna smiled.

‘Ten years from now, 2010, it’s the period of time I saw through divination but I can’t tell you more specifically.’ Luna said and Harry sighed again, was all that crazy?

‘The distance of London to Canada is 3.500 miles…’ Luna pointed out as if she could see what he was thinking and Harry sighed, having Hermione gone to Canada was also crazy.

‘OK and for how long should we send her there?’ Harry asked and Luna shrugged.

‘A week,’ Luna answered and Harry looked agape at her.

‘A week? She will be in slumber here for a week? And how exactly are we going to explain to the rest she’s gone for a week?’ Harry asked and Luna grinned.

‘Her mother’s birthday approaches and we’ll lie about Hermione wanting to go abroad for a week, with her parents for Mrs. Granger’s birthday, everyone will believe it, especially if you and I say that she had the time to inform us only because of the last minute decision.’ Luna said and Harry sighed and nodded his head, ever since Hermione had took her parents back to England, two years ago, she had indeed been very close to them.

‘And what exactly will we say to her parents?’ Harry asked and Luna grinned.

‘That she will be in a seminar of the ministry for a week, with no means of communication because of the seriousness of the course, I can manipulate my voice with a spell and call them through the felephone, pretending I’m Hermione to make sure they will be ok.’ Luna said and Harry sighed.

‘Telephone,’ he corrected and Luna nodded.

‘That one,’ she confirmed and Harry stared at Luna for a moment.

‘What about the ministry? She can’t be away from her job for an entire week, someone will notice,’ Harry said and Luna smiled again.

‘I can make a letter, calling sick, and I will change the handwriting,’ Luna said simply and Harry groaned.

‘That’s illegal.’

‘Since when do you follow the rules?’

Fair point…

‘You really have thought about the whole thing, haven’t you?’ Harry asked and Luna grinned with her big dreamy eyes shining.

‘Well, when I was reading about this particular kind of time-traveling I thought of an example and Hermione was the subject of my example, and as I tried to imagine what happens in such occasions, my mind built up the whole plan that would be needed, thing useful as now we’re going to make it.’ Luna said and Harry sighed once more that evening.

‘And it’s certain she won’t be in any kind of danger, right?’ he asked and Luna looked at him funny.

‘You’re sappy, you know… and no, she won’t be in any kind of danger, I promise that,’ Luna said and Harry nodded, he hesitated for a moment and then decided to ask.

‘Since I’m involved in that future, can you tell me what happens?’ Harry asked but this time Luna shook her head.

‘First thing, it’s Hermione’s future we’re talking about here. Everything you know now, can change what will happen then, that’s the reason we have Hermione to be through this, if we don’t, the future I saw will probably never happen, but if we do, the things she will be sent to will take place, and believe me, Harry James, with its up and downs, the future I saw is worthy the try…’ Luna said and Harry sighed and nodded. ‘If you both know about the future… things can be changed, it’s better only if she knows, and when she will be back and things will be finalized with her decision, she can tell you.’ She added but Harry’s mind remained in the previous information.

‘What ups and downs? Will she be in trouble?’ he asked, if someone told him a few days ago that he would be asking questions about details on the results of Luna’s divination results, he would have sent them to the hospital, but now things were different.

‘Life is not perfect, Harry, her future is happy because she has chosen for it to be, like we all do after a point in our lives, we just decide that we’re happy, but there will always be people and situations to trouble us.’ Luna said and Harry this time stood up and started pacing, Luna suddenly became full of riddles and he didn’t like that.

‘Luna… be clear, will she be fine?’ Harry asked and Luna nodded her head firmly.

‘She will, but not everyone will be fine with her choices. None can have that in any timeline or space…’ Luna said and Harry sat back on the couch, a headache was slowly starting.

‘But she will be safe?...’ Harry kind of asked and Luna nodded again.

‘Yes, perfectly safe AND fine, she will just have to adjust the first couple of days, may I say, her future is quiet interesting…’ Luna said and Harry sighed, his curiosity was eating him inside out but he knew time was something not to play with, it was enough what they’d do.

‘We somehow need to give her a clue on what happens, we shouldn’t just let like that in whatever she will be sent to.’ Harry said and Luna nodded.

‘I will make sure to magically give her a note that only she will see and understand. She will be informed of where she is, of what year she will be sent to and maybe the fact of me sending her there, she will figure that you’re involved too but lets hope that after she’s back, next Wednesday, on the 30^th, she won’t hex us for the next millennium. Then, you can both attend the ball the ministry has invited us all in on the 1^st of May. None will be suspicious of her absence since she’ll be back the day before the ball and two days before the National Wizarding Day of memory on the 2^nd.’ Luna explained her plan and Harry felt like Luna had spent more than just a few times thinking over her plan, he wasn’t sure if he should feel relieved or freaked out...

‘Now, we should make dinner for her and then wait for her to come, I’ll hide in the kitchen, under your invisibility cloak, she will probably tell you about Canada, when she does, offer more drinks, I have a sleep potion with me, we’ll slip it in her glass and the rest will be upon me.’ Luna said and Harry sighed, he felt so bad for giving Hermione a potion and then bewitching her but he couldn’t do something more, she needed that shock Luna talked about.

‘OK, lets do it,’ Harry said and Luna grinned and stood up.

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Hermione Granger sighed as she took her wand and put it in her pocket before she could put on her robes. She was ready to go at Harry’s and prepare dinner for them both. Ever since she left Luna’s house, she had been thinking of what to do and even if she was scared, worried and sad, she had decided that going to Canada was the best option, she was done with Ron he wanted it or not, and she would probably never have something with Harry so taking her distances would help everyone, especially her.

It was a hard decision but the logical part of hers screamed for this opportunity, both for her career and her sanity, she needed a break, and a few years’ break seemed good. The only thing was to break the news to Harry, her parents, her friends and then accept the offer and leave… it sounded frightening.

She gripped the bags with the groceries she had bought earlier, shrunken and put them in her pocket before she could apparate.

The next moment she was inside Harry’s flat, with all the familiar colours and furniture, she and Harry had decorated the place after his break up with Ginny and she had to admit, her taste was everywhere in the place.

The sound of movement in the kitchen put Hermione in alarm as she gripped her wand and moved cautiously close to the door, Harry wasn’t to have returned until later and none was to be inside his flat.

The moment she was to show herself in the doorway an-out-of-breath Harry opened the door and looked surprised at her.

‘I knew I heard the sound of aparation even above the sounds of the muggle devices.’ Harry said as he smiled at Hermione while she lowered her wand surprised. ‘My patronus is a stag, by the way,’ he added and only then Hermione moved close to him and hugged him tightly.

‘You’re back earlier,’ she said close to his shoulder as their hug lasted longer than the usual. She felt him nodding his head but not moving away.

‘Yes, we finished earlier than expected,’ Harry replied as his eyes were closed and her aroma was intoxicating him. He finally let go of her and the two young people looked at each other for a moment, their arms still loosely holding each other. He was sweaty, with an apron she had bought for him and his heart racing only at the idea of having to give her the sleep potion Luna had, the fact of Luna having gotten under the cloak just a mare second before Hermione could show up was another reason for him to sweat.

‘You look nice with the apron…’ Hermione teased him and Harry blushed but grinned.

‘It was a gift from the Greatest Cook in Great Britain,’ Harry teased back and Hermione shoved him playfully.

‘I have improved!’ She exclaimed and Harry only nodded his head with a “yeah sure” look on his face as the two got inside the kitchen. ‘So how was the mission?’ Hermione asked as she perched herself on the counter, away from where Harry was already preparing their meal, she took out her own shrunken bags of groceries and with a wave of her wand, sent them inside the fridge for the next time.

‘You know… boring, exhausting…’ Harry said casually and Hermione grinned.

‘Too simple for the Man-Who-Concurred, right?’ Hermione said this time with a gentler teasing tone, as in an extend, she was right, Harry was still being taught about how he should act in situations he already dealt with as a child.

‘Exactly…’ Harry said in the same tone and puffed his chest playfully but then sobered and opened the first stewpot to add a bit of salt inside the sauce for the lasagna. He took a small portion of it in the spoon, blew it to get colder and brought it close to Hermione’s lips, with his other hand making sure he won’t make a mess. Hermione trusted him it was cold enough and touched her lips to taste the sauce, she gave a smile and nodded.

‘Really good, Mr. Potter,’ Hermione praised and Harry grinned and tasted too, giving the same nod. Harry glanced at the place Luna was hidden, behind the kitchen table as not to accidently stumble on Hermione and then he looked back at Hermione whose gaze had been lost somewhere between the fridge and the kitchen’s window.

‘A penny for your thoughts?’ Harry asked and Hermione looked back at him, he knew what she was thinking about, not only because Luna had told him, he knew her so well.

‘I broke up with Ron, at least did so in my part, he is not accepting it yet.’ Hermione finally said and sighed shortly afterwards. Harry let the spoon on a small plate as not to make a mess and approached Hermione closer as she sat on the counter. He took her hand in his and smiled up at her sober face.

‘It was to happen, we all knew it, it will be better like that, now… you can have a clear mind to decide what you want…’ Harry said, hoping she would get the message.

‘I… when we’ll eat, I want to talk to you about something…’ Hermione said and Harry decided to play oblivious even if his heartbeat exhilarated, she had made her decision and since she was to tell him, she had decided to go to Canada, any doubt and fear about bewitching her flew out the window as this was his only chance.

‘OK… is something wrong?’ he finally asked, playing dumb, Hermione nodded but gave a small smile.

‘It is but… I think it’s the best thing to do,’ Hermione said seriously but then tried to bright up, unsuccessfully, Harry had to admit. ‘But, let that for later, I’m starving and as I remember, you have that great wine hidden somewhere in here, right?’ Hermione asked and Harry sighed after another moment, Luna’s eyes were piercing a hole on his back. He finally nodded his head and pointed the cupboard behind her head.

Hermione summoned two glasses and opened the cupboard carefully not to harm her head. She opened the bottle and purred the wine into the glasses, took one and handed the other to Harry who took it with a smile and raised it between her and himself.

‘To our future,’ he said and he would swear he heard a specific cloaked person chuckling lightly as Hermione clicked her glass with his, without saying a word but giving a brave smile.

The two prepared the rest of the meal with light chat and catching up of the past days, when they were done, their wands guided everything out of the kitchen and on the small table of the living room, the coffee table was cleaned with a wave of Harry’s hand and the dishes with their meal, the glasses of wine and the rest of the things they needed were all set. They sat comfortably on the carpet and grinned as Harry pointed his wand at the wireless and turned on the music. Soft music started playing from a radio station and the two immediately relaxed as they preferred music over the television or silence.

They started their meal, with Hermione finally admitting Harry’s a better cook, having him whooping for his success, earning another shove from Hermione.

‘Stop doing that!’ Hermione complained playfully as Harry was still making dances of victory, she elbowed him and he recoiled, his arms moving down in reflex and knocking a small bowl with cheese, Hermione gasped in surprise but Harry took care of it with a simple Scourgify.

‘You’re so cruel with me,’ Harry commented and Hermione grinned as they made sure everything was cleaned. They both frozen when they realized what song was playing as they set their plates back on the table to make sure they won’t cause any other damage.

They are knocking now upon your door

They measure the room, they know the score

They're mopping up the butcher's floor

Of your broken little hearts

They both felt totally comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time, it reminded them of a carefree moment, a moment they had needed so much back then, but it also reminded them the almost moment they had, when they were supposed to be involved with other people, people that now were what they should always be, simple friends.

Harry decided that this shouldn’t be wasted, he stood up slowly, and as if nothing had changed, as if Voldemort was still alive and they were still on their own, somewhere on the run, he outstretched his hands for her to take so they could dance.

Hermione looked up at him with glassy eyes, did she always have to be on the edge to dance with him? Back then because Ron had betrayed them, because they had no hope to make it with the war and all and now because she had to tell him about her decisions… she felt so sad, so worried, as if this dance would be their last, and since she had decided to leave, it was true in more than one ways.

She took his hands slowly, her palm, like back then, three years ago, fitting perfectly in his male palm and he supported her so she could get to her feet. He took her away from between the couch and the coffee table and they moved in the center of the room as the song went on slowly, it was a long song, long enough for them to enjoy themselves once again.

And just like back then, they started dancing slowly, sharing the pain of the unannounced news and at the same time, absorbing the freedom of them moment, the two of them before two totally different reasons, but the same cause: their unexpressed feelings.

Harry was the first to spun himself, holding her hand, and from there, they started playing with the dance, totally trusting each other to fool around like they did before anyone else. Harry helped Hermione spun herself too, allowed her to move slightly away and then pulled her back against his body and she laughed and grinned as they held each other as if to dance tango but only moved back and forth as their hands held them close to each other. Their faces were lucid as if from within, the trust and the happiness and the comfort they shared evident in the air as the song kept up.

Like back then, he had started the dance after seeing how fragile she had looked, just like this time, he wanted to lift her spirits, because he knew what she wanted and he didn’t like it, that’s why he was going to do something this time, no hesitation, no holding back, this time, after this dance, he was going to act in a very different way so they could have what they denied the first time, a future.

He had comforted her like she had with him by touching her hand lightly on his head, back then, when his eyes had closed on their own accord at her touch, his body always knew better than his clouded mind.

After having her a couple of steps away again, he pulled at her hand playfully and wrapped his arms around her as he leaned his head on her shoulder and took in her aroma.

‘So tell me…’ he whispered and felt her shoulders slumping, her body stiffening and her head resting on his head with her face looking away.

‘The ministry… is giving me a job opportunity, a promotion…’ Hermione started, not sure how else to approach the whole thing but being straight with it. ‘In Canada… for a few years,’ she whispered that part. ‘And I’ve decided to take the job,’ she added, this time, she wasn’t sure if he heard her since her voice was almost extinguished but his nod made her understand that he had. They stopped dancing but didn’t dare to look at each other, Hermione felt afraid, will he be mad at her? Will he scream at her for not even considering his opinion? The song was slowly fading away, the last lyrics being repeated at the end.

Only then Harry moved his head away, causing her to do the same, and as they did, their faces were mare inches from each other, their gazes fell on each other’s lips before they could look up and mix emerald green with chocolate brown.

Harry’s mind was racing, she had revealed what she wanted, and having her saying it out loud hurt more than what he expected. He decided to act quickly so he could finally have the plan started. Even if his entire being, body soul and mind wanted to just close this bloody little distance and kiss her senseless, show her without bewitching her what he wanted, what they both did, what they deserved. He pulled back, he knew kissing her would only complicate things, would only make her more desperate.

‘This is…I mean…. Is this what you want?’ he finally asked and Hermione looked at him almost shocked, no screaming at the moment, she had prepared herself for a different reaction....

‘Well… yes,’ she finally lied and wondered if he could see it like he had seen so many more things in the past.

‘Then, we have to make a toast for this promotion…’ He finally said, he could see the pain in her eyes, the desperation, he could hear the forceful way she had lied to him. He knew her way too much to fall for her lie, yet, he played along. ‘Wait here until I refill our glasses for a toast to your new job…’ Harry said and left her arms immediately, moving close to the table, gripping the glasses and moving in the kitchen, living behind him a depressed and disappointed Hermione.

He rushed in the kitchen the moment Luna took off the cloak and moved close with the little vial of the potion as Harry moved close to the bottle of the wine.

‘Do not get confused with the glasses and end up sleeping…’ Luna whispered as she slipped the potion inside Hermione’s glass before Harry could shake it lightly to mix it with the wine he had just added.

‘Be ready for the spell,’ Harry whispered back and took the glasses quickly and moved out of the kitchen, his heart beating faster and rising to his throat as the moment had come.

‘Here we go,’ he said as he approached Hermione on the couch, where she had sat, her gaze lost again on the floor, her face a mask of pain. It killed him inside but she had decided to bring them both to this point with her decision. They had been just fine being both cowards inside the borders of England…

‘To this new promotion…’ Harry finally said, raising his glass a bit, Hermione stared straight inside his eyes for an endless moment before she could click the glass with the potion and drink from it like Harry did from his own.

Harry set his glass down first, knowing he would need both his hands soon. Hermione did the same, much slower as the potion took effect instantly. Her movements became slower, her face softened completely and as she turned towards him, her eyes closed and she fell asleep as Harry had the time to lay her on the couch, stand up and take her bride-style in his arms towards his bedroom.

‘Luna! She’s out!’ Harry called and the blond witch showed up after a moment with a huge smile on her face as Harry fought the guilt that tried to creep up inside him, if this wasn’t successful, he had lost the second chance to kiss Hermione AND he would have to explain why he bewitched her… if she didn’t cut his tongue magically along with other parts of his anatomy.

Luna and Harry moved inside his bedroom, where Harry laid Hermione on the bed, fixing her full of curly hair head with pillows and making sure her body wasn’t somehow uncomfortable, it was going to stay like that for days. Luna took out the time turner and put it around Hermione’s neck, lifting the brunette’s head lightly as to put the chain around.

Luna pushed Harry away with her elbow and the raven haired man obliged to her gesture, taking two steps back to let her perfume the spell, his eyes glued on Hermione’s closed eyes that until a few moments ago, were looking at him with such sadness and pain.

Luna closed her own eyes and took out her wand, pointed first between Hermione’s eyebrows, then her lips, her throat, her heart, her belly and then close to the zipper of her jeans and finally her feet. She then made a circling motion above the sleeping form, tapped the time turner 7seven times and spoke, with eyes still closed.

"My use and value unto you are gauged by what you have to do. I mark the days every one nor have I yet outrun the sun." Luna cast the spell, Harry knew this was written on the time turner Hermione now had unwittingly around her neck, Harry had no idea the words on the time turner were an actual spell.

The little device, now rested on Hermione’s locks, glowed seven times and then stopped, Luna, as to free her hands, put her wand behind her ear, touched the time turner and gave it seven turns, the little object hovered on its own above Hermione’s chest, up to the point its chain allowed it to and it kept turning around itself with the little hourglass never having the time to let the sand move from one chamber to the other. Luna finally turned around, looked at Harry and smiled after a moment.

‘We’re done, she’s in the future, she will be waking up in the morning, only ten years later…’ Luna announced happily and Harry felt butterflies in his stomach.

That was it; they sent Hermione, ten years into the future...
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