A Whole New Beginning (Completed)

Chapter 9

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Hermione asked Harry as they sat in the common room. He nodded.

"I'm positive. We need to learn how to defend ourselves."

Hermione stared at him, trying to figure out the sudden change of heart.

"Is there something that you want to talk about?" Hermione asked. Harry shook his head.

"No."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded. "It's your birthday, Hermione."

"It is," Hermione said, smiling softly at Harry. "And our one month anniversary was a few days ago."

"How about we celebrate both at Hogsmeade. What do you say-it's a date?"

"It's a date," she said, leaning down to give him a kiss. He pulled away a moment later. "So, since it's my birthday, do I get to do whatever I want?"

"I think you already know the answer to that," he grinned at her.

"It's such a beautiful day, why are we inside? We still have some time before curfew, and I have a boyfriend that happens to have an invisibility cloak."

He grin grew. "But you're a prefect."

"Your point?" she said, smiling at him. "Come on."

She grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. He grabbed his cloak and put it on them. They then walked out of the common room.

"Where do you want to go?" Harry whispered.

"Hang on," she whispered back, grabbing her hand. "I put a silencing charm around it. No one can hear us. Want to go to the lake?"

He nodded, and they walked down to the lake. They sat down and leaned up against the tree, watching as the sun began to fade.

"It's so beautiful," Hermione said, leaning her head against his shoulder.

"Yeah," Harry said, leaning down to kiss her head.

"We've been together for a month, Harry. Can you believe it?"

"Not to sound too sappy here, but, it has been a great month."

She sat up and straddled his lap, putting her hands on his cheeks. She then brought her head down and met his lips.

The kiss was fierce, not like the ones they've previous had. It was fast and they both poured all they could into it. He placed his hands on her hips to steady her, while hers drifted into his hair, pulling at the strands.

He quickly pulled away and pressed their heads together.

"I love you, Harry."

He pulled away from her, closing his eyes at those beautiful words.

Then, the prophecy came across his mind.

'I can't get Hermione involved.'

"I love you, Harry James Potter."