Hermione sighed in relief as Harry reappeared. She was the person he treasured the most and after saving her, he had gone back to save Gabrielle Delacour.
"Harry!" Her boyfriend looked at her and Hermione pulled him into a hug. "You're okay."
"Yeah I am." He said and joked, "would you rather I be dead?"
"Oh hush!" She lightly slapped his arm and kissed his forehead. "I'm glad you're okay."
"Me too," he mumbled. "But I'm upset that you didn't kiss my lips." He pouted.
Hermione rolled her eyes fondly with a small smile and kissed him. "There," she said after pulling away. "Is that enough for you?"
"Yes," he answered, grinning goofily.
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Eight Kisses- A Harmione Story √
FanfictionThey met when they were eleven. And they fell in love through Eight Kisses. A HARMIONE AU DISCLAIMER: I only own the plot. The rest belongs to J.K.Rowling, who I do not support. COMPLETED AND EDITED THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN BY ME! KEEP IN MIND, PLAGIA...
