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Harry Potter and the Memories of the Future	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 13966 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six – Birthday Wish

Hermione was above him, a thin gown leaving nothing for his imagination as it clung on her sweaty skin, she moved up and down on him, her beautiful breasts moving in the rhythm while her head was thrown back and her long mane played around her, his hands almost bruising on her thighs. She moved her head back up to look into his eyes and their gazes locked, eyes wild, breaths in gasps, he wanted to be on top now and ravish her, her gripped her waist and turned her to his right…

‘OW!’ he groaned as his head banged on the corner of the nightstand and his entire body fell off the bed with a thud that had Hermione waking up on the other edge of the bed and rolling quickly to help him, that’s what you get when you sleep on the edges of the bed for days in awkwardness.

‘Oh my God, Harry, are you alright?’ Hermione asked in panic as she crawled across the mattress to help him, erection and wet dream destroyed Harry allowed her to help him back on the bed, him in his shorts and sweaty t-shirt while she was in a gown similar to the one of his dream, only this one had a thicker fabric but the same V neck, he groaned. ‘Oh you’re hurt,’ Hermione half-misread his groan and he nodded.

‘You have no idea how much,’ he said as he rubbed on his elbow while she touched lightly the quickly forming lump on his forehead, close to his scar, he had a long time to feel his head in pain and he hadn’t missed the sensation, however he enjoyed the touch of hers.

The past four days had been more awkward and disturbing than ever with Harry and Hermione acting like dead fishes around each other ever since their encounter in the beach, they had said it would be now or never but so far they were frozen and afraid to step back or forward and that had them sleeping on the edges of the bed, Margaret constantly worried about them and only that morning pushed them closer with Harry’s fall.

‘Let me get my wand, you’ll have a lump on your birthday if we don’t fix that now,’ Hermione said in a low voice but Harry held her hand for a moment, he had totally forgotten about his birthday.

‘Use mine, it works perfectly for you like yours does with me,’ he finally said as he handed her the phoenix wand with his other hand, Hermione nodded and cast the small spell on his forehead, elbow and ribs. ‘Thanks,’ he said after a moment and Hermione only smiled and handed him back his wand.

‘Happy birthday, Harry,’ Hermione said with a smile and all the awkwardness and fears pushed aside, hugged him tightly while he still sat on the bed and she had knelt next to him, her arms wrapping around him as he turned his body as to hug her close.

‘Thank you,’ he whispered as he closed his eyes, his face lost in her mane, he inhaled her beautiful sense and was ready to add something but a tapping on the window made them both look at it.

Hermione moved close to the window and allowed the owl in, they both recognized the bird, Pig, Ron’s owl, their hearts kicked uncomfortably. The owl moved close to Hermione and she took the scroll of parchment and gestured for Harry to take it but he shook his head and showed for her to open and read it, she obliged with a sigh as Pig left from the window and flew downstairs where there were three more owls, finding Margaret, probably bringing gifts from England.

‘Mate

I hope you’re alright and with Hermione, I have no idea where are you since you left for days with not a word, bloody Hell, Harry, I was worried when I learnt you were gone, I had to contact the ministry to learn that you and Hermione took your days off at the same time… I talked with her mother and she only said you’re two are in Italy, what are you doing there? You could have informed someone… I realized you were abroad two days ago when I sent Pig at Hermione’s and he returned with the letter unanswered.

Anyway, I guess you two are alright… Happy Birthday, mate, my gift is sent along Ginny’s and Mum’s with the family owl.

Tell Hermione she could have bloody well informed someone as well… we’re not as close as we were but I’m not a stranger, I hope…

Ron

‘We totally forgot about him,’ Hermione said after she finished reading the letter out loud and Harry sighed and nodded his head, a big dose of reality had just been injected inside them, showing the awkwardness they were to face when they’d be back, as a couple or not, a week away and the first touch with Ron via an owl is awkward and almost nothing has happened between them, what is going to happen if they return as a couple before everyone?

Harry collapsed back on the bed, his feet still off it but his back and head on, he sighed and looked up at Hermione who was staring at the letter, probably thinking the same things.

‘I’m glad I’m away from the Wizarding World on my birthday,’ he finally said and Hermione only sighed and left the letter close to his head on the bed.

‘It won’t be forever so don’t get too comfortable,’ she said almost bitterly as she exited the room and he sighed once again, they needed to solve their “issues” before they were to return.

He got ready for the day and moved downstairs, Hermione was there already, talking with Craig and having her breakfast, both Craig and Margaret stood up and hugged their grandson happily.

‘Happy Birthday sweetie!’ Margaret said as Craig hugged Harry too while his grandmother brought him a gift. ‘We weren’t sure what to give you for a gift, but we think this will do,’ Margaret said and Harry smiled and unwrapped the paper that held the gift, it was a photo album, some pictures of Margaret and Craig and some of them with their daughters were on the first pages. ‘Hermione here helped us the past days with revealing and locating charms, Lily had left us some memories after all, all we needed was magic and Hermione helped.’ Margaret said and Harry smiled and nodded his head as he looked at the pages, his mother was in many muggle photos, probably younger than his own age now, all happy and cute. Harry’s grandparents hugged him again but Harry looked at Hermione and mouthed a “thank you” that was answered with a soft smile, the tension forgotten for now.

They sat around the table and kept up with breakfast, Margaret continually smiling and patting Harry’s back and shoulder, she had her grandson for the first time on his birthday… one of the many first things she wanted to be there for.

‘Ok Craig and I have planted the day for you, you’ll go for a dive, then we’ll have lunch, and then you’ll go downtown to have fun, you can go bowling or some other activity, you decide that,’ Margaret started and Harry and Hermione were ready to say something but she didn’t allow them. ‘I know something happened with you two the night of the dinner with the couples but I won’t let it get into you and the day. I want you to be back for dinner but until then I want you two to finally go and have fun with each other. I won’t say what I think about you but as far as I know you’re best friends of a rare kind and that means you’re supposed to have fun with each other as well as sharing burdens and pain.’ Margaret spoke clearly and left the younger people in silence as her words had spoken the truth and only. She nodded her head mostly to herself and then handed to Harry the gifts that had been sent from England.

‘I almost had a heart attack when I saw the owl inside the house, I hadn’t seen one in my kitchen in years… and then more arrived.’ Margaret said and Harry smiled and nodded his head. He took the presents and opened the first one, from Luna. There was a magical detector of Nargles, Harry smiled and moved to the next gift, from Hagrid, a brand new wand case from dragon leather, it was great, he then looked at the handwriting of the next sender, Ginny. He opened it while he glanced at Hermione who had seen the name of the sender and was looking away. Ginny had sent him a wristwatch, he almost smiled, not too deep of a gift but certainly practical from a person he knew for years and once was involved with. He moved to the next gift that was from Ron and Hermione kept her eyes away in discomfort. He opened the box and saw another wristwatch… Harry actually laughed and shook his head, he wasn’t sure if he was depressed or relieved for the obvious distance between him and Ron, once he couldn’t imagine how he’d go on without his mate who would speak Quidditch with, now he was almost happy he didn’t have his constant presence looming around him and Hermione.

The rest of the gifts were practical and interesting from Neville, Luna’s father, McGonagall and Hermione’s parents gift was sent from the muggle post, Harry looked at Hermione.

‘And your gift?’ he asked with a smile and the Evans looked at her too, she smiled with a small blush and shook her head.

‘I’ll give it to you later,’ she finally said and Harry smiled and nodded his head.

The morning passed quickly with Harry and Hermione having some fun in the beach again, the water did them good every time, they returned for lunch and a nap and then Margaret kicked them out of the house so they could go downtown to Bari for the afternoon. Bowling had sounded good since they were both crappy at it, they had nothing to lose, or gain so they decided to find some sort of mall in the city as to spend their time there. They bought ice-cream, moved around the stores and finally stopped at the bowling arena, Harry paid for the two of them and they took their shoes, Hermione being Hermione made sure none was watching as she pointed her wand at the two pairs of rental shoes and sterilized them.

‘I’m not getting infected by rental shoes…’ she said and Harry grinned and shook his head as they changed and got to their playing area. They both looked at the colorful balls on the stand before they could chuckle.

‘Sooo…’ Harry said and clapped his hands as Hermione remained next to him with her own hands on her waist.

‘I’ll go first, mum and dad sometimes took me for bowling, I usually ended up sending the ball to the corridor next to ours but that’s beside the point…’ Hermione said and Harry held his laughter as she was glaring at him already. ‘So I guess it will be boy versus girl…’ Hermione added as she chose a pink ball and put the right fingers in the three little holes. Harry watched carefully as he had never played bowling before, he had only seen people playing in movies and now he watched Hermione to see how to use his own body.

The pink ball hit five of the ten pins in her two tries and Hermione moved her head on the side in disappointment, at least the ball didn’t roll on the side. Harry took a black ball and Hermione moved aside for him to give it a try, he released the ball in a similar fashion with Hermione, only his went straight to the side and got lost, he tried again and got one pin, Hermione smirked and Harry glared at her.

‘It was the first time ever,’ he said and Hermione nodded but the smirk remained, it wasn’t every day she could beat him in a sport… she would enjoy it while it lasted.

The next time she took down seven out of the ten pins and her arms flew in the air in celebrating as she jumped up and down in excitement. Harry decided to focus and he chose a green ball this time. He released the ball and it took down eight of the ten pins in his two chances, earning a groan from Hermione and having himself with a royal smile.

‘Oh boy…’ Hermione whispered as she chose a yellow ball, she knew that once Harry Potter got the rules of a game… she was pretty much the loser. However, she moved stoic back before the corridor and released her ball, this time hitting only three balls, Harry was watching interested at her moves. She was still ahead in points but she knew he would catch up soon so she took another ball and tried for her second chance, this time, knocking down all the remaining pins.

It was fast, she started jumping up and down and hugging Harry tightly in her excitement with him forgetting their competition and hugging her back as she squealed and laughed. After a moment they stopped and looked at each other as they were still in the hug.

‘Well done, wife,’ Harry finally said as their faces were a breath apart, Hermione blushed and nodded her head.

‘Thanks... your turn,’ she finally said and moved away, Harry smiled one more time, mostly because they were both awkward and finally reached for a ball, this time his try resulted to failure and he wasn’t surprised, his mind was totally off the game…

The rest of the game was plunged in awkwardness and silence that was momentary broken by smiles of victory and some cheering. They left the arena with Hermione as the winner as her experience helped her win and they returned to the car, wishing they could at least talk easier to each other.

They returned home and only then they realized they had spent hours at the mall and the arena, the twilight was making everything look odd as they parked the car and found the house with no lights on, there was silence as well.

‘Where are they?’ Harry wondered and Hermione looked with narrows eyes around the house, she shrugged and they both reached for their wands, they exited the car and moved silently close to the door, Margaret had given keys to Harry in the past days so he used the key to open the door and enter the silent house.

‘SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!’ Margaret, Craig, Silvio, Carla, Evita, Roberto, Anna-Patricia and Luigi called out at the same time as they turned on the lights and Hermione grinned at Harry’s surprised face.

‘You were in this too?’ Harry asked as the couples moved closer to the young people in joy, Hermione shrugged.

‘They planned it this morning; I just had to keep you away for a few hours.’ Hermione said before Harry could be lost in the hugs of the older people and receive his gifts.

They cut the cake after singing “Happy Birthday” and Harry blew the little blue candle after making a wish for something to end all the struggles he was currently facing… then he hugged Hermione, his grandparents and the rest.

The ladies had prepared many delicious dishes for everyone to enjoy and soon the music was on. For people their age, the three couples knew how to have fun, the “girls” took Harry dancing for one song each and Harry actually danced an ABBA song with his grandmother while the rest just laughed and danced around them.

After “Dancing Queen”, “What Hurts the Most” started and Margaret almost clashed Hermione on Harry, the young pair hugged –or rather bumped- on each other, after Margaret’s pushing and they started dancing slowly in the middle of the living room while the old couples quieted down and watched them as Harry held his arms around Hermione’s waist, hers around his neck and their heads rested against each other’s.

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house

That don't bother me

I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out

I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while

Even though going on with you gone still upsets me

There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok

But that's not what gets me

‘Thanks for this,’ Harry whispered in her hair and Hermione looked up at him, ‘Thanks for all of it, being here, helping me, being with me back then… being here in general…’ Harry said and Hermione smiled.

‘Always a master with words.’ Hermione teased and Harry grinned and poked his tongue out at her but then smiled gently.

What hurts the most

Was being so close

And having so much to say

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could have been

And not seeing that loving you

Is what I was tryin' to do

‘You still haven’t given me my present,’ Harry said and Hermione nodded and took her wand in her hand from her dress’ pocket, she made a small movement and Harry unwrapped one arm around her as to take the little box. He opened it and looked inside, his first snitch, the one that had contained the resurrection stone.

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go

But I'm doin' It

It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone

Still Harder

Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret

But I know if I could do it over

I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart

That I left unspoken

‘Touch it with your lips,’ Hermione whispered and Harry looked at her as he did so, the moment the snitch clicked open, a small melody started playing that he was familiar with, O’Children was heard but with not the lyrics, just the beautiful melody played by harp and piano.

‘So I can be with your in missions and whenever you’re away… I had found the snitch while I was having my last year at Hogwarts, I knew you had left it somewhere in the forest, Firetche helped and I only had to accio it…’ Hermione said and Harry looked at Hermione with eyes full of emotions, he couldn’t begin to describe how he was feeling about this…

‘Thank you,’ Harry said quietly and Hermione smiled and nodded, holding back the urge to kiss him right then and there, she had been preparing the gift for weeks, mastering the melody’s volume and tempo the previous night, his eyes looking at hers in that way were worthy all the effort.

What hurts the most

Is being so close

And having so much to say

And watching you walk away

And never knowing

What could have been

And not seeing that loving you

Is what I was trying to do…

‘You finally put it in your head,’ Hermione said and Harry allowed her to elaborate. ‘I’m not leaving,’ she added and Harry felt his heart like bursting as he closed the snitch. ‘Even if we… even if we’re not what we have to be, or should or could be or whatever, I’m not leaving,’ Hermione finished her words and Harry stopped swaying in the rhythm of the song, it was time for him to end the struggle, his birthday would become reality because he would achieve it.

‘Come with me,’ He said firmly and took her hand in his, they exited the house and none protested or questioned as the older couples knew the two of them needed to short out things…

Harry took her away from the house and to the beach, he finally stopped under the tree they liked and stood before her as the shore was illuminated by the full moon’s brightness.

‘What do you think we can handle? Harry asked firmly and Hermione looked at him in question. ‘Answer me please, after the things we’ve been through, what do you think we can handle?’ Harry asked again and Hermione knew she was stepping into his trap by answering this.

‘Anything…’ her word was quiet and almost unfinished as his lips crushed on hers and his tongue requested entrance from her lips, entrance given in a heartbeat as they wrapped their arms around each other in a heated embrace and a kiss that had only the full moon to witness.
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