Harry woke to his arms full of a certain brown haired witch and thought 'I could get used to waking like this'
'You better as I plan on being here a while' came the reply from Hermione but Harry could tell there was a hint of sadness in her thoughts.
"What's the matter love? Do I snore? Steal all the covers?" said Harry trying to lift her spirits.
She held him tighter "oh heavens no Harry! Nothing like that, I'm just being silly that's all!"
"Hermione Potter being silly, now this I've got to hear! You know we can't keep secrets from each other so out with it."
Hermione buried her face into his chest to hide her blushes
"Harry I'm just being a silly little girl whose fantasy was to walk down the aisle and have the prince of her dreams waiting, with everyone who'd ever called me buck toothed, ugly bookworm, bushy haired, insufferable know it all there to watch! After reading the book last night we know that's not possible but I've have the prince of my dreams so nothing else matters!"
Harry felt her warm tears land on his chest and thought his heart would explode with the love he felt for his wife.
Kissing the top of her head he asked "How does next Saturday sound? I know Christmas would be more romantic but I have a date that nothing will make me break so Saturday works for me"
Hermione lifted her head and looked at Harry with the confusion evident in her eyes.
Harry smiled at her "Ok you want the words! Hermione Jane Potter I would be honoured if you would consent to being my Bride next Saturday at the venue of your choice."
He wasn't sure whether Hermione had grown extra limbs or cast a silent full body bind as the hug seemed to squeeze the life out of him, but as long as she kept kissing like this there was no chance of him complaining!
When they finally decided breathing wasn't optional but actually a necessity Harry held her tight and asked "so no witty banter, no 'kiss me' just straight to the point!"
Hermione was now laughing "Harry you know we're older now so why waste time talking when we could be kissing!"
"Now there's the genius I married" said Harry placing a kiss on the tip of her nose "but if I'm not mistaken we just added to an already very long to-do list so I suggest it's time to face the parents and godparent or we could stay here all day?"
Hermione gave him a gentle kiss on the lips before untangling herself and heading into the bathroom for a shower.
I hate it when she's right thought Harry "Winky" he called
She appeared instantly
"Good morning Winky, how is everyone this morning? And may I say you look splendid in your tunic"
Harry didn't know till that moment that elves could blush but Winky had a definite pink hue to her cheeks
"Morning Harry, the Grangers and Sirius had a few more brandies after you and Hermione went to bed so I have some hangover cure ready for them"
Harry laughed, "That's brilliant Winky I'm sure they'll appreciate it! Could we have breakfast for seven in about twenty minutes please?"
Winky was about to protest about the number for breakfast but one look at Harry made her smile and change her mind "yes Harry"
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Harry and Hermione were first into the 'common room' and went for a chat with his ancestor's portrait
"What's urgent in the castle that we need to know about Godric?" asked Harry
"Short version Moody was a polyjucied death eater, Durmstrang needs a new headmaster, Hogwarts needs a new potions teacher and Albus hasn't been seen since he left the castle yesterday!"
"Ok, the to-do list just got even longer! I think we need McGonagall and Pomfrey for the parent talk as well. Godric do you know where they are and how can we get them here?" asked Hermione
"Actually you are in luck as they're both in the infirmary discussing the real Moody who had been locked in his own trunk for months. You can use the fireplace to floo call them and I'll set the access permissions so they can floo to Gryffindor apartment"
"Thanks, Hermione can you round up the adults and ask Winky if she can add another two for breakfast. Is there any way I can share a memory Godric? Hermione and I can share each others but I want to show a specific one to a group."
"What you need is a pensieve Harry, there should one on the shelf with mind magic books. Ask Sirius how to use It.," said Godric
Harry's head was no sooner out the floo when his astonished head of House stumbled out the fireplace closely followed by the Hogwarts healer.
"Mr Potter you have some explaining to …"
Minerva McGonagall had been teaching at Hogwarts for nearly forty years, she'd been Head of House to the Marauders, she was known as the 'Strict Scot', she was blushing like a giddy schoolgirl as the handsome young man wrapped her in a hug, kissed her cheek and said "thank you for caring."
She stood speechless as he repeated the process, with the same result on her friend Poppy when loud laughter reverberated around the room.
"You really are the son of a Marauder, that was absolutely brilliant! Why did we never think to try that?" said Sirius while trying to regain his breath from laughing.
Minerva wasn't about to let a former pupil get away with that, "Perhaps because none of you ever had the charisma to pull it off!" and Sirius was silenced!
The whole room were now chuckling at the Marauder's spectacular crash and burn.
Winky had set breakfast out on the balcony with a warming charm covering the whole area, and as the spectacular view of the Hogwarts landscape was matched by the splendid food, the group enjoyed each others company knowing the answers would come soon.
Everyone recognised it was time and made their way into the common room as Harry produced Godric's pensieve, Sirius removed the silver thread of memory from Harry's forehead and set the pensieve to project the images for the group to watch.
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