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"No, Aengus, that obviously isn't right. Have you even seen a shape of a tent before? We're meant to be able to sleep in that." Robyn tried not to burst out into laughter. "Look at Harry and Hermione's. Ours is meant to be identical to theirs, can you see the difference?"

"I haven't finished, Robyn. Give me a moment and it will be like your home away from home." He said smugly, bending down and trying to figure out what had gone so wrong. "I think the problem is that we haven't stretched it out enough."

"You think that's the problem? That is obviously the problem."

"They must have cheated, why can't I use magic?"

"Excuse me, we didn't cheat! We're just better at tent building then you are," Harry laughed as he and Hermione sat on two deck chairs outside their tent watching them fail.

"Stand back, Curran. I've given you long enough to prove yourself and you've failed, now it's my turn."

Aengus held his hands up and took a step back. After about five minutes, the tent was perfect. "Did you see how I did that? It isn't hard to do if you really try." She laughed.

"Well done, Robyn." Hermione cheered as Harry whooped.

"Thank you, thank you," she bowed, "should we set up the BBQ now? When I say we, I don't mean you, Aengus," she winked.

"I'm king of the BBQ, where is it?"

"Follow me," Robyn ordered. "Do you two mind going to the shop and getting some food? It's only down the road." She asked Harry and Hermione.

"No problem," Hermione stood up and smiled.

*

"I think this is going to be fun," Hermione exclaimed as they walked down the road together.

"I'm glad, I'm sorry I was so pushy about taking you away from Ireland."

"You only did what I would have done if I thought you were in a danger. I shouldn't have run after Aengus, but I knew he would have done something stupid and irreversible if we didn't stop him."

"Should we make a deal to not speak about him again? We escaped relatively unscathed."

"Agreed," Hermione smiled. She put her hand in his as they carried on walking.

"You know what I've been thinking lately?" Harry asked after minutes of enjoying the words of nature.

"Enlighten me."

"I've never taken you out on a date." He stated, "we seemed to skip that bit. I was ill then we went to Hogwarts, now we're here."

"What about that night in Paris? That was a date." She argued.

"No, it wasn't. I mean a proper date. Where I pick you up and we're both nervous at the start. Not really knowing what to talk about or where to look. And then after the best night of your life, talking and laughing and swapping life stories, I would walk you back to your house and then there would be the anticipation of whether or not I should kiss you, and if I did kiss you, whether you would pull away. Then you would walk into your house and close the door and we would lean on either side wondering whether we should have gone further, you wondering whether you should have invited me in for a drink, me wondering if I did everything I could to make you feel like a princess. Then the agonising wait and worry about who should make contact first. You would sit up all night watching the night's sky for an owl, I would be pacing my room thinking about what I should write if I should write anything at all. Then you would get sick of waiting so you would send me a 'Thank you for a wonderful evening.' note and I will press it to my heart, daring to write something back to you, something which would make you spin around on the spot when you read it, reading it over and over again until it was imprinted on your mind."

Hermione was taken aback, she had definitely not expected something like that to come out of Harry's mouth. "What would we do on that date?" She whispered.

"We would get all dress up. My tie would match the colour of your dress. You would look absolutely mesmerising, just like at the Yule Ball. You would say that I looked handsome and I would say something inaudible and nonsensical, you would laugh and smile and I would smile because of that. Then I would stick out my arm and you would wrap yours around as I pulled you closer to me. I would have made reservations at a fancy restaurant, the one you have always wanted to try. We would be given a window seat, so that when your beauty became too much for me, I could look out the window and dare to dream of our future. We would laugh and talk, blocking out the noise of other diners and waiters. Time would be slipping away from us, and before we knew it, I would have to be asking for the bill and we would be ushered out. I would lace my fingers around yours and take you dancing or to see a show or what I know you would enjoy the most, a walk around the park. You would have deliberately forgotten a warm jacket so I would place mine over your shoulders. Then you would break my heart and say, 'my parents will be wondering where I am, and I would sigh and think about saying something to make you stay with me for a bit longer, but I hold my tongue. We slowly make our way back to your house, the conversation would be little, both of us thinking about what we are going to say at the end of the evening. Then we would stand outside your door, I would look into your eyes, you mine, and I would tuck a bit of loose hair behind your ear just so I could feel your skin."

"Harry, I-" She stuttered, they had stopped walking now and were looking at each other.

"I would cup your face, like this," he demonstrated, "and my thumb would trace your lips and I would bite mine, trying to compose myself. You would wrap your slender hand around my thumb and kiss it, moving it away. Our breathing would become fast and shallow." Everything he had described had come true. "I would push your chin up gently and carefully and slowly-"

"Yeah, that was-" She tried to say after the demonstration had ended, but couldn't because everything had just taken her by surprise.

*

"What took you so long?" Aengus shouted once Harry and Hermione came into view. "We're starving."

"Have Ron and Aoife turned up yet?" Harry asked, one of the bags of food swinging from his arm.

"No," Robyn said.

"When they do come back, I'll apologise to her. I shouldn't have turned on her like that, I didn't think she would have taken it so badly."

"That's very big of you, Aengus," Harry smiled as he placed his two bags down on the table by the BBQ. "We got a mixture of things. Robyn, we didn't know what you liked, I hope there's something."

"I'm a vegan," she blushed, "sorry, I should have told you before you left."

"We've got that covered, do not fear. Hermione's vegetarian."

"Brilliant! Thanks." Robyn smiled. "Aengus has offered to do the cooking, he wanted to make up for the tent debacle."

"Right, okay," Harry laughed.

"Hermione? Are you alright?" Aengus asked. "You haven't said anything."

"Yeah," she breathed before getting into the tent.

"Is she alright? Is it Calum?" Aengus asked Harry.

"I'll just go and check on her."


Hermione had put charms on the tent so no one could hear what was being said inside the tent, but she hadn't made it any bigger as she felt it was cosy enough as it was. "Hermione, why have you hidden away?"

"I'm just thinking," she informed. Her legs were crossed and she was sitting up straight.

"About?" He asked softly.

"Just about what you said about dates. I can't help think that we rushed things."

"Are you saying you regret it?" His heartbeat had suddenly raised.

"No, I don't regret it. I just think that we missed out on things. It's not a problem."

Yes, it was a problem, Harry thought. Most girls dream of a bit of romance at the start of a relationship, but Hermione hadn't got any of that. She was too busy trying to keep his head from completely drowning. "I'll fix that," he promised.

"What?" She smirked.

"This year, I will surprise you and take you on dates, who says that romance is exclusive to the beginning of relationships? You deserve to be made to feel special, Hermione. To make up for everything I put you through last year."

"Oh, Harry, you don't have to-"

"Yes, I do." He smiled, leaning over and kissing her cheek.

*

The next couple of weeks were perfect for all six of them. Mr and Mrs Haynes had moved out of the cabin, but each couple had been enjoying the cosiness of the tents, they had decided to turn down the opportunity to have more room. Aengus and Aoife had made up and everything was blissful.

They spent the days exploring everything Devon had to offer and the evenings relaxing by the tents, eating and playing games.

Harry hadn't forgotten about his promise to Hermione, but they still hadn't gone on a date because he wouldn't be able to pick her up and drop her back, he was planning on something when they were in Belgium, he just didn't know what the plan was. He did have an idea of how he was going to end his year of romance, something that he frequently asked Ron and Aoife for help.

"I was thinking about going into Exeter to do a bit of shopping," Robyn announced one morning in August.

"Can I come with you?" Harry asked, he had thought about something else he wanted to do for Hermione.

"Of course, anyone else?" Robyn asked.

"Yeah, why not," Ron said.

"If you're going, I'm going," Aoife added.

"So it's just Hermione and me staying behind?" Aengus asked.

"It looks like it, we'll see you later then," Robyn smiled. They each said goodbye to everyone as they went their different ways.


*

"What do you want to do then?" Aengus asked Hermione when they had sat down.

"Relax and enjoy the sun?" Hermione suggested, closing her eyes.

"Sounds perfect," Aengus followed.

As he sat next to Hermione, wondering whether or not she was asleep, he thought about his feelings towards her. This is something he hadn't allowed himself to do for a while because it used to always end up making him feel worse. Sure, he would probably always think of her differently to his other female friends, but his heart no longer ached for hers, hopefully, Robyn had something to do with that.

"You and Robyn seem good together," Hermione said.

"Yeah, this summer has been really fun with her. I wish she didn't have to go back to Hogwarts in September."

"Have you spoken about that with her?"

"No, we said we would discuss it if it came to it."

"I'm glad you're happy," she smiled.

"You're thinking about our results, aren't you?" Aengus laughed.

"Maybe just a little bit. I'm sorry, you mentioned Hogwarts and that made me think that it isn't long until our results come."

"Tomorrow," Aengus confirmed.

"What? It's the 19th tomorrow?" She panicked.

"Yep, time flies when you're having fun."

That was it for Hermione's nice relaxing afternoon, she was far too worried to do anything as trivial as that.

*

"Thanks, Kit," Robyn said as she stepped out of the truck her brother drove.

"Thank you," the rest of the chorus sung.

"Not a problem, I'll pick you up at about five, is that alright?"

"That would be great, thanks."

"This is so cute," Aoife expressed about her surroundings. "Yes, I like it here. It's not too big, not too crowded."

"Glad you like it, Aoife. I know for a fact that there are a couple of wedding dress shops down there..."

Aoife's eyes widened, "I think that would be a fantastic idea." She exclaimed.

"Will you two be alright on your own?" Robyn asked.

"Yes, you two go and have fun," Ron laughed as they rushed off down the road. "It's good to see that they're getting on now."

"Yeah, why do you think Aoife didn't like her at first?" Harry asked.

"I think she gets jealous of anyone who gets close to Aengus, maybe she gets overprotective or something. Now, what do you need?"

"A bracelet," Harry stated.

"What?"

"For Hermione, I want to get her something to remember this year and I was thinking about getting a charm from every country we visit."

"That's very...romantic of you. You two aren't normally like that."

"I know, I want to make up for it. So, this is how I'm going to start. Her birthday is in September, so next year that will be one of her presents."

"That does sound nice," Ron agreed. "Let's find a jewellery shop then." He smiled. Despite the colossal price difference, Harry was adamant that he was going to buy the more expensive one not only because of the look of it, but because it would last longer. "Are you going to charm it?" Ron asked as they left the shop.

"I don't think so. I want this to be a non-magical present. Do you need anything?"

"Don't think so, what's the time?"

It hadn't even been an hour since they were dropped off, they considered Disapparating back, but they decided to walk around for a bit longer. "Ron! She's found the perfect dress!" Robyn exclaimed.

"She has? Great. Is she in there?" He pointed to a shop opposite them.

"Yeah, but you're not allowed in there. You can't see her. She's just having it pinned to her side and then she's going to reserve it. She looks gorgeous."

"That's good to hear," Ron smiled. "What else do you want to get?"

"I think we should buy something for your parents, to thank them for letting us stay all summer," Harry announced.

"That's a nice idea, Harry. What were you thinking?"

"That's something you need to help us with, what do they like?"

"We'll have a wander around and see if we find anything nice," Robyn suggested.

*

"You're back!" Aengus cheered as they walked towards him.

"Miss us?" Harry joked, "where's Hermione?"

"She went for a walk. She remembered that we get our results tomorrow and she's a bit stressed."

"Oh, why did you remind me? I was happy not knowing." Ron groaned. "Well, that's this evening ruined."

"Don't be dramatic, Ron. You've done well," Aoife encouraged. "Besides, George said you could work with him, you're going to be fine."

"I suppose you're right. When are we eating?"

Everyone stared at Ron before bursting into laughter, "good to see you're not too worried about it, Ron." Harry laughed. "Which direction did she go in?"

"That way," Aengus pointed to his right.

"Thanks, see you in a bit." Harry strolled off to look for Hermione. He laughed to himself at how stressed she got when she knew full well she had aced every exam. She wasn't far away, sat on a bench with her phone in her hand. "Hey," Harry smiled, sliding in next to her.

"Harry, it's the 19th tomorrow."

"I know, what are you worrying about? You've done well."

"How do you possibly know that?" She fretted.

"Because you know things, Hermione. You worked hard and that will be rewarded." He took her hand. "Talking to your parents?"

"Thanks, Harry," she smiled. "Yeah, I've worked out how to send messages. I much prefer writing letters, but this is instant."

"How are they?"

"Good. Mum's back at work, she feels better than ever."

"You don't sound too happy about that?"

"I am. I just wish we had an explanation. How was shopping?"

"Good, I got you something." He smiled.

"You have? What?" She smiled.

"Do you promise you'll stop worrying about your results and enjoy the rest of our time here?"

"I promise," she nodded.

"Good," he kissed her. "Here you go," he handed her a box.

"Oh, Harry!" She almost screamed. The box housed beautiful pearl earrings. "You shouldn't have," she breathed.

"Why shouldn't I? I want to treat you. You can wear them on that date I'm going to take you on."

She laughed, wiping a tear from her ear. "I love them."

"More than me?"

"Oh, much more." She laughed. She used her lips to thank him properly.

"I should get you presents more often." He joked.

"Oi," she said, smacking him lightly.

"Should we go back?"

"No, I want to sit here with you for a little bit longer." She smiled.

*

The next morning was slightly more tense than all the previous ones. Despite everyone trying to calm everyone else about their results, now was the morning for them to find out their futures. Hermione woke up extremely early and lay next to Harry until he woke up. The owls were due at 11. Hermione had charmed the field they were staying in so that no one outside the wizarding world would see the unlikely sight of six owls landing on tents and benches. "Harry?" Hermione whispered - no answer. She checked her phone and saw that it was only 7. There were hours to wait.


"Morning," Ron yawned as he crawled out of his tent to find Hermione and Harry sipping on cups of tea.

"Morning," Harry smiled. "How are you feeling?"

"Not too bad, you two?"

"Slightly nervous," Harry admitted. "Hermione is terrified."

"It is our futures on the line. You two aren't taking anything seriously." She stood up and took her tea into her tent.

"Girls," Ron rolled his eyes.


"Hermione," Aengus called, "Hermione, they're here."

Her head shot out of the tent flap, making sure he wasn't lying. "Come on, Hermione. This is what you've been waiting for." Aoife smiled.

"Have you opened yours?" She asked everyone as she walked over to them.

"No, we were waiting for you," Robyn explained. They were all clutching their envelopes, Ron and Harry had two as oppose to one.

"There's two for you too," Harry said as he handed them to her.

"Okay, I'm nervous now," Ron proclaimed.

"Let's just open them," Aoife said.

"Happy with that," Aengus expressed after scanning his.

"Same," Aoife smiled, "what did you get?"

"4 O's, 2 E's. You?" He placed the piece of paper back in his envelope.

"4 O's, 1 E. I've also been accepted into the training program at St.Mungo's." She beamed.

"Oh well done, Aoife. I'm so happy for you." Aengus hugged his sister.

"Well done, Fe," Ron smiled.

"How'd you do?"

"Good. 1 O and 2 E's."

"Told you you'd do great," Aoife smiled, kissing him quickly.

"What's in the second envelope?" Aengus asked.

"Oh, yeah. I haven't opened that yet."

"Robyn? How did you do?" Aengus asked.

"Quite happy, can definitely do four of my subjects at NEWTs." She smiled.

"Well done." Aengus was more conservative than his sister as he kissed Robyn's cheek.

"Harry?"

"3 O's, 1 E." He smiled. "Well done, Aoife. You're going to be a great Healer. Hermione?"

Hermione had stayed quiet until now, she looked slightly embarrassed, "8 O's." She whispered.

"Bloody hell, Hermione. How did you manage that?"

"She's brilliant, that's how" Harry smiled.

"Well done, Hermione," everyone said in unison.

"Any of you opened your second envelope yet?" Aoife asked.

"Bloody hell," Ron repeated, "they've offered me a place on the Auror training, due to the events of last year. "

"Oh Ron, I'm so happy for you!" Aoife sang. "I guess that's what yours says too?" She asked the other two.

"Yep." Harry smiled, "well done, Ron."

"Congratulations, mate." Ron beamed.

"I've been offered a place on most of the department's training programs," Hermione smiled.

"Which one are you going to accept?" Aoife asked excitedly.

"I think The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, carry on with SPEW."

"What?" Aengus asked.

"Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare. It something I started in our fourth year. I'll finally be able to get House Elves the treatment they deserve." She beamed.

"Good cause," Robyn agreed. "So that's everyone's immediate futures sorted, what are you planning on doing, Aengus?"

"I've been thinking about training to teach Ancient Runes. I've been accepted to train at the Department of Magical Education. In three years time, I may be teaching Aisling at Hogwarts," he laughed.

As everyone started filtering away to talk about things more privately, Harry signalled for Hermione to go into their tent. "Well done," she smiled as he zipped up the flaps.

"Thanks, you too." He sat down opposite her. "I was sent three envelopes, Hermione."

"Oh? What's the third one?"

"This," he handed her a letter from the Administrative Registration Department.

'Dear Mr Potter,
Enclosed is the key to the Gringotts Vault containing items that were saved from 7 Godric's Hollow on the night and subsequent days of your parent's passing. This is something we have kept from you until we had checked all the items taken from 7 Godric's Hollow to be absolutely sure no Dark Magic was within.
7 Godric's Hollow is property of the Ministry.
I do hope you had a nice summer.
Sincerely,
Elizabella Plante.'


"Oh, Harry," Hermione said with tears in her eyes. "Do you want to go today?"

"Yes." He nodded, "but I don't want to bring everything back here."

"You can go to my parent's house, I'll let them know."

"Can you excuse us from the others for the day?" He asked, fiddling with the key.

"Of course," she smiled as she made her way out of the tent. "Hey, Harry and I are going to go and see my parents. I promised we would before we left for Belgium and now seems like the perfect day as we both have something to celebrate." She explained to the foursome.

"Will you be back for dinner? Only we thought about having something of a feast." Aoife said.

"You can count us in. We'll be back by 7."

"Perfect. Have fun." She smiled.

*

"Ah, Mr Potter. It's a pleasure to see you. I see you have the key to your parent's vault. Congratulations on your graduation from Hogwarts." One of the goblins said. "I'm Norx. Follow me."

She led them down to the carts that would take them to the right place. "Is it far?" Hermione asked.

"Not too far, Miss Granger. Just sit back and relax."

"Did you bring your bag?" Harry asked just before they sped off.

"Y-eee-sss-" Hermione screamed as they shot off.

"Here we are. Not too bad, I hope," Norx giggled. "Follow me," she said for the second time. She waddled down one of the paths for several minutes until the were standing in front of the vault. "There's quite a lot to take away. Will you require more than one trip?"

"Not a problem," Hermione said holding up her trusted beaded bag. "We'll be just fine."

"Mr Potter, the vault will only open for you. Once you take the last item, the key will dissolve and you will no longer be able to access the vault - only one vault per being." She explained. Harry nodded as he to a step towards the vault and placed the key in the lock. The door swung open to reveal 1 tiny box. "Oh, someone must have tidied up."

"I thought you said only Harry could open the vault?"

"Harry and Professor McGonagall." Came a Scottish voice from behind them. "Oh, and Hagrid, of course. This vault was all his idea."

"Professor, what are you doing here?" Harry asked opened mouthed.

"My vault is just down there," she pointed, "I wanted to congratulate you both on such a fantastic set of NEWTs. Miss Granger, I do believe you have set a new Hogwarts record." She smiled.

"Thank you," they both blushed.

"I do hope you have accepted training programs? I asked them to postpone the start for you as I knew you were planning a trip. Merlin knows you all deserve it, the Curran's too."

"Thank you, Professor. For everything." Harry said. "We couldn't have achieved any of this without you."

"It was my honour to watch you both flourish into the witch and wizard you are today. Take care of yourselves, I'll always be around to help if you ever need it." She said before she walked rather quickly away. Harry swore she saw her wipe away a few tears.

"Right, shall we put the box in that bag of yours, Miss Granger?" Norx interrupted the rather touching scene, she did, after all, have a job to get back to.

"Yes, of course." Hermione agreed. Harry held the key to his heart before he picked up the box and carefully put it in Hermione's bag.

"Let's get you back above ground," Norx said just as a cart pulled up behind them.

*

Hermione's parent's house was empty - they must have both been at work. "I've been thinking, Sirius left me his house when he died," Harry said.

"Uh-huh."

"Do you want to live there?" He asked.

"Really?" Hermione's eyes widened.

"Yeah, if the house in Godric's Hollow isn't mine, we might as well use Sirius'. We'll have to do it up, of course, but it's not far from the Ministry which would be good for our training."

"Sounds perfect," Hermione smiled. "Do you want to go there now and see what needs doing?"

"Why not," Harry said so they disapparated again.

*

As they stood out Grimmauld Place, Hermione hoped that part of hers and Ron's plan had come together. "You should go in first, Harry," Hermione said as he signalled for her to open the door.

"Alright then," Harry said, turning the handle and opening the door. "What the-" he exclaimed.

"Surprise!" Hermione screamed. "This is just a small thank you from all the students at Hogwarts and their families. We wanted to thank you for saving the world."

The house was done up beautifully. There were pictures of the three of them, Hagrid, Harry playing Quidditch, Christmases with the Weasleys, Hedwig, Sirius, Dobby, Dumbledore all hung nicely on the freshly painted walls of the hall, the kitchen, the living room, the library and the bedrooms. There was every picture Harry could imagine, including one of Ron and him in the middle of a game of Wizard's Chest in their first year. "It's everything I could have hoped for," Harry exclaimed as he walked around. The kitchen was one any Muggle would have been proud of, not only that, but the house had electricity.

"The Ministry thought that the house no longer needed to be protected from Muggles, so everyone can see it," Hermione explained. "They needed to do some serious memory modification, but they think it was worth it."

"It's perfect," Harry smiled. "We should invite everyone over."

"Maybe later, first you should look in the box," Hermione said, handing him the bag. He walked into the living room which boasted a beautiful bay window, two elegant sofas and a TV in the corner. He sat down on the bigger of the two sofas and took the box out of Hermione's bag. "What do you think will be inside?" He whispered.

"Pictures, toys, books." Hermione listed. "You won't know until you open it." She encouraged.

So he carefully opened the box. The first thing that he saw was a picture of his parents on their wedding day. They were standing out what looked like Godric's Hollow's church with a massive smile on both of their faces. Lily was wearing a simple but elegant dress and James was wearing a striking suit.

"She's beautiful," Hermione observed as she looked over at the photo. "You look just like your dad, Harry. It could almost be you."

"They look so happy," Harry smiled with a tear in his eye. "I wish I could have seen their wedding day. I wonder if there's a picture of Sirius anywhere."

"It'll probably be in here," Hermione said, taking out a large photo album. It was white but had 1978 printed in silver in the middle just below James Fleamont Potter and Lily Juliet Evans which was also written in silver.

"I never knew those were my parent's middle names," Harry observed. "What sort of name is Fleamont?" He laughed.

"Perhaps it's a relations name," Hermione suggested.

Harry had to admit that he never really thought about his other relations, he began wondering what had happened to them. He opened the album which was full of pictures from their wedding day. The first one was of Lily and two other women, most likely bridesmaids, getting ready. Lily was sitting down as the other two fussed about her hair. "None of these move," Harry said.

"Maybe it was made by your mum's side."

"That would explain it." He agreed. There were some more pictures of Lily and her friends, Lily and what seemed to be her parent's and Lily and a happy looking Petunia with a slightly slimmer Vernon. "At least they were happy for them on this day."

Harry turned the page which revealed pictures of James, Sirius and Lupin getting ready. They were much less serious, joking around and having a laugh. There was one nice photo, they were standing in a line, James in the middle, outside the church. "It looks like it was a fantastic day," Hermione smiled.

"Look who it is!" Harry exclaimed. There was a photo who's subject was a man with a long beard, half-moon glasses and fabulous wizard robes.

"Albus Dumbledore went to your parent's wedding?" Hermione asked in astonishment.

The last picture was one of all the family. Harry's parents - the newlyweds, James' parents and grandparents stood on his right, Lily by his side beaming at the camera. Her family, which was slightly bigger - Petunia, Vernon, her parents and grandparents stood on Lily's left. They were smiling and laughing and the photographer. Harry's finger ran across the photo. "They got married so young."

"You can see how much they adored one another." She said. Harry nodded as he stared at the photograph. He never wanted to look away for in that photo, his parents were alive and happy. "Harry, look what it is." Hermione squealed.

Harry took his gaze off the photo and his mouth fell open. "Do you think it's the same one as the one in the picture we found?"

"I think it must be." She said holding up a little toy broom. He used to whiz about the place on that thing, it was so small. He put the album next to him as he looked back into the box.

He found a Golden Snitch, "this must be the first one my dad caught." Hermione nodded and smiled. He found a small, dainty bag with had his mother's engagement and both their wedding rings in. "What should I do with these?"

"Whatever you want. Keep them. They are just one symbol of their love for one another."

He carefully placed them back in the bag and put the bag back in the box. "Their Hogwarts letters and results!" Harry laughed as he looked through them. "Wow, mum was nearly as clever as you." He said, running down through the results.

"Must be where you get it from," Hermione said.

There were a lot more things in the box that Harry didn't know the meaning of. Trinkets which Hagrid obviously thought were valuable enough to keep - even though he didn't know the significance of them, Harry was glad they were saved. "This must be why Hagrid bought Hedwig for me," he said as he held up a small stuffed owl toy. "He might have thought that I would remember this."


It had been a couple of hours since they began searching through the box and both Harry and Hermione were getting tired due to their tears. "I'm so glad Hagrid picked these things up. Even though it's impossible, I feel closer to them."

"It's not impossible, Harry. Those photographs are an insight into their lives."


*

It wasn't until five minutes to 7 that Hermione remembered her promise to be back at the campsite. Her and Harry and spent most of the day thinking. She made several trips to her parent's house to bring some items that would make her feel at home here. They hadn't actually spoken about it, but Hermione suspected that this would be their home for the remainder of the month until they went travelling. "There's enough room for the other four," Harry said after almost two hours of silence. "We should invite them over here, we've been camping for long enough - not that I didn't enjoy it." He quickly added.

"I'll go and get them, then." Hermione stifled a yawn. She would be happy when this day ended as it had been and incredibly long one.

"Wait," Harry said, standing up and holding her hand. "I'm really proud of your results, and I hope that SPEW is a massive success." He kissed her and sent her one her way.


"Bloody hell," Harry heard Ron shout. "This is not how I remembered it."

"Everyone did a fantastic job," Hermione agreed. "We must thank them when we can."

"How about-?"

Hermione shook her head, "it's won't be ready for some time. I think we will get our training done before we even think about that." She said as she guided them into where she had left Harry.

"I'm in here!" He called from the kitchen. "I didn't know whether you had made food so I ordered take away - somebody left the menus by the phone in the hall." He laughed.

"Thanks for helping us pack up back there, Harry." Ron scowled.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, I forgot about that."

"Course you did," he winked. "So, when's the food coming?"

"Do you ever think of anything else?" Aoife laughed.

"Oh, I can think of one or two things, yes."

*

Nobody could believe how quickly time had flown. Before anyone knew it, they were outside Kings Cross as they dropped Robyn off. Aoife had decided that as they were catching a normal train, they would let Aengus say goodbye to Robyn on Platform 9 3/4 on his own. "I'm going to miss you," Robyn said sadly at five to 11.

"I'll write to you practically every day when I'm-"

"Not having too much fun?" She laughed. "Don't worry about me, I want you to have the best time possible. We'll talk about us when you get back." She smiled.

He cupped her face and gently pressed his lips against hers. "I'll miss you, too. To me, there's nothing to talk about when we get back, we're an us now and we will be next year." He whispered once he had broken away.

She nodded as he wiped a lone tear from her cheek.

*

"I'm so excited!" Aoife cheered. "It's going to be so much fun."

"How was it?" Hermione asked sympathetically once Aengus had walked back through the barrier and over to them.

"I hate goodbyes." His head dropped.

"You'll see her soon, mate," Ron said, patting his shoulder. "They do say absence makes the heart grow fonder."

"Yeah? Let's hope so." Aengus said, bucking up slightly.

"Are we ready?" Aoife asked.

"Let's go on holiday!"

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