Harry Potter and the Blood Risen Moon (Completed)

Chapter 23: The Cup

Harry paced the living room floor. He needed a plan and just his luck, one was eluding his mind. Hermione was losing hers just watching him pace back in forth. She couldn't stand watching him anymore so she got up off the couch and went upstairs. She just needed to read.

Harry though for the longest time, waiting to follow Hermione upstairs. He had an idea, but he wanted to pass it off to her. He just wanted to make sure he had everything figured out before he flew off on his broom. He ran his fingers through his hair and made his way upstairs.

Hermione sat in one of the overstuffed chairs and flipped through a book. She had a notepad on her lap and was taking notes from different pages. It was like they were at Hogwarts again. "Hermione." Harry said getting her attention.

She looked up from her book and smiled. She pushed her book and notes aside and waited for him to continue.

"I have a plan." He said.

"I'm sure you do, let's here it then." She said.

"Two guards, right?" Harry said. Hermione nodded and he continued. "We don't do anything to them. If they are attacked, shift change will alert Voldemort. We get it out with no one knowing, Voldemort won't know." Harry said.

"I'm glad you came to that conclusion. I doubt a mere invisibility charm won't fool them." Hermione said.

"I still have my cloak." Harry said.

Hermione smiled, "You brought it with?"

"In my bag." Harry said.

"Okay so say we get in, how do get it. Snape didn't exactly tell us where he hid it, or if it even looks like the cup." Hermione said.

"Simple Accio should take care of that." Harry said.

"Actually, knowing Snape. I doubt that will work." She said.

Harry sat down in the other chair and rested his head in his hands. "What do you think?" Harry asked.

"We look. There's nothing else we really could do." Hermione said.

"Great. That's our plan? We look?" Harry said. He leaned back and let out a deep breath. Hoping to calm himself down.

"Harry, it'll be okay. A lot has happened. Just relax, okay?" Hermione pleaded with him. She didn't want him to get too stressed out. She didn't know how 'out of control' he could get when stressed.

"How can you tell me to be okay? Were at war, and I alone can kill Voldemort. The sooner we get this done, the sooner the war is over." Harry said. He cracked his neck and rubbed his eyes. He felt a headache coming on.

Hermione stood and walked up behind his chair. "Just lean back." She said. Harry looked up to see her smiling down at him. How could he say no to that? He leaned back and felt her hands squeeze his shoulders.

He sighed in comfort as she continued to work out the knots in his shoulder and neck. It wasn't long that he was completely relaxed, his head dropped forward. He moaned as she worked out a tense spot on the back of his neck.

He felt something moist and warm touch his neck for a second. Hermione was kissing him. He moaned again. "Do you feel better?" She asked.

"Umm….don 't stop." He managed to get out. She chuckled and kissed his neck, underneath his ear. Harry turned around in his chair. She went to kiss his neck again but missed. Instead she kissed him on the lips. He wrapped his arms around her, not letting her go, and pulled her over the chair while managing to flip himself as well.

Hermione landed in his lap and Harry's arms went around her waist. If this was how she helped him unwind, he would get worked up more often

"Hmm…Harry…we…have…to…" Hermione said while gasping for air.

"Yes…hmm.. .'mione…" Harry managed to get out.

Eventually they pulled apart to breath. Hermione rested her forehead against Harry's and sighed. "We should get the cup."

Harry's shoulders dropped in defeat, "Alright, I'll get the cloak." He said. Hermione got off his lap and straightened her blouse. Harry stood and rushed off down the stairs to get his backpack. Hermione followed him enjoying the way his backside looked as he hustled.

Harry found his bag and quickly rummaged through. "Ah ha." He said pulling out the silky fabric. He smiled boyishly at her causing her to giggle as he stood and put it on. His body disappeared, but his head still remained to be seen.

"Care to join me?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows and opening the cloak.

"Harry." She said. She stepped into his arms and walked with him out of the house. They made it to the end of the property and felt the wards lift. With a pop, they were gone. When gravity pulled at them again, he felt the rush of air, and solid ground beneath his feet.

They easily found the house. It was the only one that looked like a teacher lived there. Rundown and

greasy looking. Definitely Snape's home and the two death eaters standing guard was a shoe in for identifying Snape's house.

Harry and Hermione crept forward hoping no one would notice. They waited hoping for a chance to sneak past. Luck was on their side when the shift change came. The guards were talking with their backs to the door.

They creeped past and get through the door quickly. The inside of Snape's home wasn't to brag about. The shelves were worn down, the furniture old. The only thing to be proud of in the house was the potion cabinet against the wall.

"Let's find this cup." Harry said.

They threw off the cloak and searched the house head to toe. They found nothing that resembled a cup of splendid glory that Voldemort would use to house his soul.

Harry growled and leaned against the wall. Hermione sighed and came over to rub his shoulders. "It'll be okay. We'll find it." Hermione said.

"We've looked all over. He said it was here." Harry said.

"Perhaps we've over looked something." Hermione said.

"This is Snape were talking about. He would hide it in plane sight." Harry said thinking out loud.

"Harry, that's it." Hermione said. She rushed out of the room and into the kitchen. Harry followed after her. She opened the cabinet and pulled out a solid gold cup.

"Snape can't afford solid gold silverware. He is after all just a teacher. Look at his house." Hermione said holding out the cup to him. Harry smiled and hugged Hermione. She giggled as he kissed her on the lips.

"Let's get back home." Harry said. He set Hermione back down and went to gather his cloak. He sniffed the air and found the guards back in place. They'd have to wait till they got away from the door so they could get out. Snape wasn't the guy for windows in his house.

Hermione joined him under the cloak and they waited for the longest time. After awhile the guards moved from the door and they made a break for it. No one noticed the door swing open and then closed. They made their way far enough from the grounds to apparate back to Godric's Hollow.