Harry Potter: Love's Second Chance

As Sirius looked at his godson and his wife, he remembered the two of them saving him two years previous. He remembered the way they just seemed so natural together back then, and now he saw the same thing but even more pronounced. "OK, you two get back to school but keep in touch. I'll let you know what Dumbledore says," Sirius looked around the kitchen and at the house-elf.

"Hermione, if my godson can listen to you, maybe I can as well," He turned to the elf that was still standing where Sirius had commanded him to stay. "Kreacher, would you like to help rebuild this Noble house into something Regulus would be proud of. A house that fights against Voldemort, just like Regulus was trying to do at the end?"

"Kreacher would like that, Master," The little elf said.

"When that locket is destroyed," Harry said pointing to the golden horcrux. "I will make sure you get to see it," He promised the house-elf. "And someday, when Voldemort is destroyed and the evil that protects Regulus' locket is removed, I will do my very best to make sure that locket is recovered and given to you."

"Kreacher would like that very much," Kreacher replied.

"I have one request, though," Harry said to the elf. "The day the locket is destroyed and is shown to you, I want you to promise never to call Hermione a mudblood ever again. She fights against Voldemort, too. She's risked her life to fight him, just as brave Regulus did."

Kreacher hesitated but his eyes flickered up to Hermione. "The day the locket is destroyed," He said with a nod.

"We'll be in touch," Harry said to Sirius and gave the man a hug.

A short time later the two Potters found themselves back in the Shrieking Shack. They exited out the passageway under the Whomping Willow, only having to wait short time for a passing couple to clear the area before dashing out.

"We never did get breakfast," Harry grumbled.

"Are you starting to channel Ron now?" Hermione asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh...no but I am hungry."

Hermione looked at her watch, "We can go see if breakfast is still available. If it isn't we can go to the kitchen and grab something."

When they entered the Great Hall, there were still a small amount of people at every table eating. At the Gryffindor table a red head looked in their direction. When he saw who it was he came scurrying over to them.

"Hey guys, you'll never guess what rumor was started this morning," Ron said when he came up to them. "People are saying you two are a couple and were seen kissing in the common room," Ron shook his head in amusement. "Pretty stupid, isn't it?" He turned back toward the table. "If you haven't eaten yet, there's still food on the table."

"Ron," Harry called and when his old friend turned around. "It's true," Harry took Hermione's hand in his. "We are a couple. Hermione is my girlfriend."

"Oh come off of it," Ron chuckled. "I'm not falling for it. I've lived with my brothers for too long to fall for something like that."

"Shall we prove it to him?"

"Most definitely."

"Is there a rule about kissing in the Great Hall?"

"Nope."

Harry and Hermione demonstrated to Ron that without a doubt the rumors were true.

As Harry and Hermione ended their kiss, they turned and looked at the person they had considered their best friend. His face was distorted in a mask of confusion and disbelief.

"Now do you believe us Ron?" Harry asked as his hand slid into his pocket where he grasped the handle of his wand.

It took several seconds before recognition appeared on the face of the youngest male Weasley, "But…but it can't...I mean I gave you the perfume," Ron stammered as he looked at Hermione.

"What?" Hermione asked in obvious confusion. "Perfume?"

"For Christmas, I gave you the perfume and Ginny said you wou..." Ron started and then stopped as his eyes went wide in panic.

To say Ginny Weasley was angry would be like saying there is water in the ocean or her brother snored; it would be seriously understating the feelings of the redhead. What should have been the best weekend of her life had turned into a nightmare. She had snatched the snitch right out from under that bitch Chang's nose. That had shown Harry who the better Quidditch player was. Even the idiot Corner had played his part perfectly, he had whined about Ginny stealing the victory from Ravenclaw and Ginny had quite loudly split up with him. She had known Harry would be around and hear the break-up. Even better was that Corner had ended up comforting Chang. Everything had fallen into place perfectly. Last night should have been it, Harry was going appreciate her Quidditch skills, know she wasn't going out with anyone and there was a party to celebrate the Quidditch Cup. EVERYTHING had been perfect. When the party started she could already feel Harry's lips on hers. But during the party Harry had stayed near Hermione discussing something called Grawp. Even when she had tried to talk to HER Harry, he hadn't mentioned the snitch or Cho or her break-up. When both Harry and Hermione had left the party early to go to bed, Ginny had been extremely annoyed.

"Then this morning," Ginny reflected as she put another small bite of food in her mouth. "I put on my special perfume and he was looking at me, I saw it, but he goes to HER and kisses HER and calls HER his girlfriend. What did that bookworm do to my Harry?"

A commotion near the doors of the Great Hall snapped Ginny out of her Hermione hatred thoughts. As she looked up, she saw the end of the kiss between HER Harry and the bitch and her anger flared again. The hatred was replaced by panic as she heard her brother mention the perfume he had given her at Christmas.

"Oh crap," She thought as she raced over to her brother, thinking the whole way. "If she finds out about that perfume, Ron will tell her who gave it to him to give to her."

Hermione was trying to remember back over two years previous to that Christmas. It was the year Ron's father was bitten by the snake. "Oh, he did give me a bottle of perfume that year, horrible smelling cheap stuff," She told Harry.

"So? What does you giving me perfume have to do with me and Harry?" She asked Ron.

"Ginny said…"

"I said that it would let you know he does think of you as a girl," Ginny finished Ron's sentence as she appeared at her brother's side. Seeing HER eyebrow shoot up in question she continued, "Remember last year before the Yule Ball, Ron stuck his foot in his mouth about you being a girl."

Ron turned to Ginny, "But you said it would..." he never finished that sentence either as Ginny glare silenced him.

"I think I need to examine that bottle of perfume," Hermione said to her husband.

"Speaking of perfume, what do you think of mine this morning Harry?" Ginny said with a slight shake of her head that caused her sleek hair to move seductively. "The advertisement said after I put one of my true love's hairs in the bottle, one whiff and he would be mine and I got one of Harry's hairs last night."

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