Moonlit Stroll (Hermione)

[Harry Potter]

Harry felt like he was a genius. Somehow, he'd managed to coax Hermione into letting the Weasleys (Ron and Luna) take care of 6-month old Michelle for the night and then, even more astonishing, to not take the time and work. They'd tried to spend time together in the evenings when Michelle was down for the night, but something always came up and interrupted them.

If Hermione wasn't in her office or their flat, then no one could bother them. Call him selfish, but Harry missed the companionship that his wife provided, not only because she was the love of his life but his best friend as well.

He was wearing a pair of blue jeans rolled up, a white undershirt and a green button up shirt that was completely undone. His shoes and socks were carried in his right hand as he walked along the small beach of the lake.

Harry looked over to his left at his moonlit-bathed bride. "See, I told you this would be a good idea."

[Professor Hermione Potter]

I laughed lightly at his joking manner. "Yes, for once you had a good idea." My eyes twinkled along with the smile on my face as I squeezed his hand with my right. "I have missed this. You and I being able to spend time together. I guess we were wrong when we thought that work and life wouldn't interfere on some level."

I turned my head to look at the lake, enjoying the feeling of the sand amongst my toes. It didn't matter that the night was slightly chilly. I was dressed similar to my husband with blue jeans, but I was wearing a green sweater instead. My shoes and socks were held in my left hand, almost a mirror image of my husband.

Turning back to him, I smiled even wider, showing off my perfect teeth- due mostly to my parents having been dentists and a slight shrinking spell when I was younger. "But you know, I wouldn't trade the good we do or our daughter for all the alone time in the world."