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Back to my roots
Chapter 6 Back to my roots
Disclaimer: Do I have to say it every time? I do not own Harry Potter and all the other characters associated with Harry Potter.
Author\'s note: Yeah, I know the sex is slow to come, but it\'s cumming.
\"Harry why is your Uncle so crazy? I thought he hated you, not me! And what was that metal thing he was holding?\" Ron asked question after question. Harry and Hermione answered them all a bit worried. They hadn\'t even started their hunt for Voldermort, and they already had an injured party. This made them realized that they didn\'t know enough healing spells and that they needed a bit more supplies to heal injuries. They apparated at the entrance of the village of Godric\'s Hollow. Harry looked a bit teary eyed when they took their first step into the village. Lupin had given Harry the directions to his parents house in an owled message a few days ago. He said the villagers had rebuilt James\'s and Lily\'s house in honor of them, and had a plaque explainning their story. When they entered the drive, Harry was in front of them, and they could hear a sniffle here and there coming out of him.
They entered the house. It was a bit eerie. Everything was clean, but not lived in. Technically, the house was Harry\'s, but they didn\'t know if the villagers would except him, so that was one of the reasons that they didn\'t want anyone knowing they were there. They dropped their stuff in the kitchen, and explored the house. Hermione checked the top floor, then went down stairs again. When she entered a room at the bottom of the stairs, she saw Harry, standing beside his baby crib, stony faced.
\"Harry, are you alright?\" Hermione whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder. Harry turned and gathered her in a tight hug. She gently patted his back, and stroked his hair. He backed away from her a bit, still holding her. \" Hermione, how could someone destroy a life like this. They split a family in two. They killed my parents, just to kill me. My parents died, and they couldn\'t even do what they had come to do. They died for nothing.\" Harry whispered, the sadness apparent in his voice.
He hugged her tight again. Hermione didn\'t know quite what to say. He usually didn\'t say what he felt, unless you almost threatened him, and there he was spilling his guts to her. The only thing she could think to do was hold him as tight as she could. After a few moments, Harry let go of Hermione, then leaned in next to her ear and whispered, \"Will you always be there for me Hermione?\" \"Of course Harry!\" she exclaimed. After her response, he leaned close to her again, and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. \"Thanks\" was all Harry said.
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\"I didn\'t know you could cook this good Hermione. This is really good stuff!\" said Ron around forks full of food, and Harry nodded his head in agreement, with a big smile. Hermione had gone into the village to get food for them for their lunch and supper. She had made a simple meal of vegetable soup and fresh bread. The boys ate everything up. Ever since the kiss between Harry and Hermione, they tried to act as if nothing had happened. Harry didn\'t know what had pushed him to do that, but now he was afraid of what Hermione would think. He realized that he liked Hermione, a lot. Maybe she only saw it as friends kissing, maybe it meant absolutely nothing to her. He hoped she wasn\'t thinking like that. He wanted more of her, much more.
\"OK guys, we have to go in town and get some medical supplies, and books on magical healing.\" said Harry after their delicious lunch. They magically locked up the house, and walked into town. To their luck, they actually found a small magical healing store. They walked in, and found a middle aged witch perched atop a stool, reading a muggle romance novel. \"Hi! My name is Hilda, how may I help you?\" inquired the witch, curiously. She knew everyone that lived in the Godric\'s Hollow, and she didn\'t know any of these children, but the black haired boy did look familiar.
The Golden trio had agreed to give as little information as possible as to the reason they were here. They didn\'t want people to know that Harry was on the move to kill Voldermort. \"Hi, we\'re here to get medical supplies, we want to research some plants in Ireland, and we don\'t want any surprises that we can\'t handle. Could you help us make appropriate healing kits?\" asked Hermione in her sweetest voice. The witch looked at her fondly, and began making them kits.
After many explanations as to the supply, Harry asked her, \"We also need supplies against spells and curses.\" The woman looked at him strangely. \"May I ask your name young man, you remind me of my best friend that passed away many years ago, Lily Potter.\" Hermione gasped at that admission, involuntarily. \"She was my mother.\" Harry responded simply. \"Then you must be Harry Potter. My goodness, Harry Potter has come back home! Welcome back! Are you living at your parents house?\" \"I\'m not here to stay. As we said, we\'re going to study plants in Ireland.\" Harry responded, not looking Hilda in the eyes. \" I know you\'re lying to me Mr. Potter, your mother did the same thing when she was hiding something from me. But I guess I can\'t expect you to divulge all your secrets to me. When are you leaving?\" \"We\'re leaving tomorrow morning, and also, I don\'t want people knowing I\'m here. It would cause to much noise. I would like to move along silently.\" Hilda nodded her understanding. She wrapped up their purchases. \"This is on the house. I don\'t want any payment from you, not from my best friend\'s son. I hope these supplies help you along your journey.\" she said with a brilliant smile. She gave Harry a formal bow, and ushered them outside. She leaned on the doorframe of her store, a tear falling down her cheek. \"Lily, he grew up into a very handsome young man, and I think he is destined to great things.\"
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\" That was a weird day. I never thought I would see my mother\'s best friend. \" said Harry in the late evening. The three friends were sitting in front of the fireplace in the living room. After another wonderful meal from Hermione, they had lazily sat in font of the fire, and they had been there ever since. \"When are we leaving tomorrow Harry?\" asked Ron. Harry told him he wanted to leave sometime in the morning. Since they had left number 4 privet drive, he didn\'t care when they would be traveling, nobody could really follow their movement tracing their magic.
Ron was getting a bit scared. Yeah, they had fought Voldermort before, but Ron had never faced him directly like Harry had, and he didn\'t know if he was strong enough to do that. But, he was with his best friends, and what would happen, would happen, weather he died or not. He didn\'t want people mistaking him, he didn\'t have a death wish, but he rather die beside his friends, trying to save the wizarding world, than dying at home in a surprise attack, or being attacked in his sleep without a chance to defend himself.
As childish as it may seam, that night they all slept again in the same bed. They were too used to each others company at night. They felt safer knowing that they were within reaching distance from one another. As soon as Ron hit the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep. His wound had tired him. Harry and Hermione laid side by side, wondering what to say. \"Harry, about that kiss.... umm.. well... what did you mean by it?\" asked Hermione in a small voice. \"Well, I like you Hermione. You\'re my best friend, but you\'re starting to be more than that to me, much more...\" Wow, two times in one day Harry had shown his feelings. She had to remember this day. \" I like you a lot too Harry...\" Hermione leaned closer to Harry, and gave him a more forceful kiss than they had shared that morning. Harry groaned slightly under Hermione\'s assault. The kiss ended too soon in Harry\'s opinion, but he didn\'t want to scare Hermione since she didn\'t have much experience in these maters . \"Night Harry,\" Hermione whispered as she laid her head on Harry\'s chest. \"Night Hermione,\" Harry responded, while kissing the top of her bushy head and placing an arm around her waist.
Disclaimer: Do I have to say it every time? I do not own Harry Potter and all the other characters associated with Harry Potter.
Author\'s note: Yeah, I know the sex is slow to come, but it\'s cumming.
\"Harry why is your Uncle so crazy? I thought he hated you, not me! And what was that metal thing he was holding?\" Ron asked question after question. Harry and Hermione answered them all a bit worried. They hadn\'t even started their hunt for Voldermort, and they already had an injured party. This made them realized that they didn\'t know enough healing spells and that they needed a bit more supplies to heal injuries. They apparated at the entrance of the village of Godric\'s Hollow. Harry looked a bit teary eyed when they took their first step into the village. Lupin had given Harry the directions to his parents house in an owled message a few days ago. He said the villagers had rebuilt James\'s and Lily\'s house in honor of them, and had a plaque explainning their story. When they entered the drive, Harry was in front of them, and they could hear a sniffle here and there coming out of him.
They entered the house. It was a bit eerie. Everything was clean, but not lived in. Technically, the house was Harry\'s, but they didn\'t know if the villagers would except him, so that was one of the reasons that they didn\'t want anyone knowing they were there. They dropped their stuff in the kitchen, and explored the house. Hermione checked the top floor, then went down stairs again. When she entered a room at the bottom of the stairs, she saw Harry, standing beside his baby crib, stony faced.
\"Harry, are you alright?\" Hermione whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder. Harry turned and gathered her in a tight hug. She gently patted his back, and stroked his hair. He backed away from her a bit, still holding her. \" Hermione, how could someone destroy a life like this. They split a family in two. They killed my parents, just to kill me. My parents died, and they couldn\'t even do what they had come to do. They died for nothing.\" Harry whispered, the sadness apparent in his voice.
He hugged her tight again. Hermione didn\'t know quite what to say. He usually didn\'t say what he felt, unless you almost threatened him, and there he was spilling his guts to her. The only thing she could think to do was hold him as tight as she could. After a few moments, Harry let go of Hermione, then leaned in next to her ear and whispered, \"Will you always be there for me Hermione?\" \"Of course Harry!\" she exclaimed. After her response, he leaned close to her again, and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. \"Thanks\" was all Harry said.
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\"I didn\'t know you could cook this good Hermione. This is really good stuff!\" said Ron around forks full of food, and Harry nodded his head in agreement, with a big smile. Hermione had gone into the village to get food for them for their lunch and supper. She had made a simple meal of vegetable soup and fresh bread. The boys ate everything up. Ever since the kiss between Harry and Hermione, they tried to act as if nothing had happened. Harry didn\'t know what had pushed him to do that, but now he was afraid of what Hermione would think. He realized that he liked Hermione, a lot. Maybe she only saw it as friends kissing, maybe it meant absolutely nothing to her. He hoped she wasn\'t thinking like that. He wanted more of her, much more.
\"OK guys, we have to go in town and get some medical supplies, and books on magical healing.\" said Harry after their delicious lunch. They magically locked up the house, and walked into town. To their luck, they actually found a small magical healing store. They walked in, and found a middle aged witch perched atop a stool, reading a muggle romance novel. \"Hi! My name is Hilda, how may I help you?\" inquired the witch, curiously. She knew everyone that lived in the Godric\'s Hollow, and she didn\'t know any of these children, but the black haired boy did look familiar.
The Golden trio had agreed to give as little information as possible as to the reason they were here. They didn\'t want people to know that Harry was on the move to kill Voldermort. \"Hi, we\'re here to get medical supplies, we want to research some plants in Ireland, and we don\'t want any surprises that we can\'t handle. Could you help us make appropriate healing kits?\" asked Hermione in her sweetest voice. The witch looked at her fondly, and began making them kits.
After many explanations as to the supply, Harry asked her, \"We also need supplies against spells and curses.\" The woman looked at him strangely. \"May I ask your name young man, you remind me of my best friend that passed away many years ago, Lily Potter.\" Hermione gasped at that admission, involuntarily. \"She was my mother.\" Harry responded simply. \"Then you must be Harry Potter. My goodness, Harry Potter has come back home! Welcome back! Are you living at your parents house?\" \"I\'m not here to stay. As we said, we\'re going to study plants in Ireland.\" Harry responded, not looking Hilda in the eyes. \" I know you\'re lying to me Mr. Potter, your mother did the same thing when she was hiding something from me. But I guess I can\'t expect you to divulge all your secrets to me. When are you leaving?\" \"We\'re leaving tomorrow morning, and also, I don\'t want people knowing I\'m here. It would cause to much noise. I would like to move along silently.\" Hilda nodded her understanding. She wrapped up their purchases. \"This is on the house. I don\'t want any payment from you, not from my best friend\'s son. I hope these supplies help you along your journey.\" she said with a brilliant smile. She gave Harry a formal bow, and ushered them outside. She leaned on the doorframe of her store, a tear falling down her cheek. \"Lily, he grew up into a very handsome young man, and I think he is destined to great things.\"
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\" That was a weird day. I never thought I would see my mother\'s best friend. \" said Harry in the late evening. The three friends were sitting in front of the fireplace in the living room. After another wonderful meal from Hermione, they had lazily sat in font of the fire, and they had been there ever since. \"When are we leaving tomorrow Harry?\" asked Ron. Harry told him he wanted to leave sometime in the morning. Since they had left number 4 privet drive, he didn\'t care when they would be traveling, nobody could really follow their movement tracing their magic.
Ron was getting a bit scared. Yeah, they had fought Voldermort before, but Ron had never faced him directly like Harry had, and he didn\'t know if he was strong enough to do that. But, he was with his best friends, and what would happen, would happen, weather he died or not. He didn\'t want people mistaking him, he didn\'t have a death wish, but he rather die beside his friends, trying to save the wizarding world, than dying at home in a surprise attack, or being attacked in his sleep without a chance to defend himself.
As childish as it may seam, that night they all slept again in the same bed. They were too used to each others company at night. They felt safer knowing that they were within reaching distance from one another. As soon as Ron hit the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep. His wound had tired him. Harry and Hermione laid side by side, wondering what to say. \"Harry, about that kiss.... umm.. well... what did you mean by it?\" asked Hermione in a small voice. \"Well, I like you Hermione. You\'re my best friend, but you\'re starting to be more than that to me, much more...\" Wow, two times in one day Harry had shown his feelings. She had to remember this day. \" I like you a lot too Harry...\" Hermione leaned closer to Harry, and gave him a more forceful kiss than they had shared that morning. Harry groaned slightly under Hermione\'s assault. The kiss ended too soon in Harry\'s opinion, but he didn\'t want to scare Hermione since she didn\'t have much experience in these maters . \"Night Harry,\" Hermione whispered as she laid her head on Harry\'s chest. \"Night Hermione,\" Harry responded, while kissing the top of her bushy head and placing an arm around her waist.