Chap 1, re-edited

"HARRY!" I screamed as I heard the door open in the next room over. I ran into the kitchen and had barely registered his not-so-clean-shaven face, his always untidy hair, and his sparkling emerald eyes before pushing my brother Ron away and jumping into his awaiting arms. More quietly I said, "You're back," and I could'nt contain the wide smile that spread across my face as I uttered those words.

"Yeah hun," He whispered so only I could hear, "Back to stay." His warm breath on my ear still sent shivers up my spine.

He had been working with the Order rounding up Death-Eaters after Voldemort's downfall for the past month and a half. It was dangerous work, and every day I would worry, every second I feared the worst...

But now he was back, and I could hardly contain my ectasy. He put me back on my feet and leaned down to kiss me softly. The feeling of his breath... don't even get me started on the feeling of his moist, full lips caressing mine lightly. He pulled away and leaned his forehead against mine. His jet-black hair fell into his eyes, and i brushed it away. He stroked my face with the back of his hand and looked like he was about to say something more when Ron groaned loudly.

"Oh, here they go. My best mate has been gone for almost 2 months, and he is going to be completely absorbed in kissing his girlfriend, my sister-" He looked like he wanted to say more but Harry stopped him by sticking a hand over his mouth and grinning. Just to annoy Ron I stood on my tiptoes and kissed Harry again, wrapping my arms lightly around his kneck. He smiled and turned back to Ron keeping one arm on my waist. Laughing at Ron's eye-rolling, Harry grabbed me and Ron each by the hand and pulled us into the living room. Harry and I sat on the small couch while Ron sat directly across from us glaring.

"When's Hermione getting here?" Harry asked Ron, "I'd have thought she'd have been here by now." He seemed a little disgruntled by the absence of his other best friend.

"She's working," Ron said shaking his head. "When I asked her when she would be here she said, and i quote, 'I think Harry would put my working towards the freedom of minor magical species, above me being there for his homecoming.' and then she went off on a tangent about how I need to be more supportive of her work if or relationship is going to work out. Honestly." He rolled his eyes. Again.

Harry laughed. God, I love his laugh. It's warm and comforting, and it can brighten the entire room instantly. I was overcome by a wave of love for him. His gaze met mine as I peered up at him. He leaned down and muttered, "Why don't you go the kitchen, I'll be right there." I smiled and excused myslef mumbling something about drinks. I leaned against the counter in the kitchen smiling in anticipation as I heard Harry excuse himself as well.

My heart jumped as he entered the room. He walked over to me, looking at me with adoration filling his eyes. "I've missed you," he whispered, bending down to kiss my forehead. I shivered, and it wasn't because I was cold. I reached up to bring my lips to his and I felt a faint jolt of electricity as our lips met. We kissed softly for a moment enjoying the feeling of one another. The feeling has always jolted my senses, and after 6 long weeks, I was ecstatic to have him back. I wrapped one of my arms around his waist, pulling him closer to me. I bit his bottom lip shyly, and I could feel his smile through our kiss. He caressed my cheek, and my skin tingled at his touch. We broke apart, each of us with grins on our faces, our foreheads leaned against eachother. At that moment, we were so connected, I finally realized that he was back, and here to stay.

I opened my mouth to whisper in his ear, "I l—"

We were interrupted a loud groan from the doorway. We broke apart both breathing heavily to find, guess who? My Satan of an older brother rolling his eyes. Ugh, ugh, UGH! He has the worst timing IN THE WORLD! Ugh.

"Really, guys, REALLY?" he groaned. "I thought you were going to stop that." Harry had a stupid grin on his face that would have contrasted my fiery glare just about perfectly I imagine.

"Yeah, cuz you and Hermione don't go around like a bunch of eels sucking each other's faces, ALL THE TIME" I shot back sarcastically, and Ron blushed maroon. Just then, the kitchen door opened and a disheveled Hermione appeared.

"Speak of the devil..." Harry muttered under his breath grinning. "Hey 'mione," he said louder.

"HARRY!" she squealed and threw her arms around him. She stepped back and placed one hand on his shoulder while looking him up and down. "You look good." She said.

"So do you," Harry laughed. She squealed and hugged him again.

"I'll get those drinks," I said smiling. I grabbed 4 butterbeers and lead the way into the living room.

As Hermione and Ron were quickly immersed in very passionate kissing, Harry leaned over to me and whispered, "I'm back."

"You're back." I whispered back.

"To stay." He grinned and kissed me.