AN: You should know this is taking place during what would be Harry, Ron and Hermione's 7th year. In The Deathly Hallows, shortly after Ron leaves. It's just Harry and Hermione right now, as Harry debates what he's feeling. There may be some OC's in the story eventually, if there is I'll tell you more about them as they're introduced. For now though, please enjoy the first chapter of: _ (This story is currently title-less, so if you have any suggestions for a title please let me know). ALSO please, give me some feedback! I'd greatly appreciate anything you have to say that may help me out in writing this story.

Chapter 1 – Harry's perspective.

A few days had passed since Ron had left Hermione and I in our search for horcruxes. It still ran vividly through my mind what he had said before he left. How he suspected there was more between Hermione and I than friendship. At first I was furious with him, angry that he would even think such a thing, since Hermione and I were in fact only friends. But as time has passed, and as the last conversation with him is still vivid in my memory, I'm starting to think maybe he was right.

I glanced over at Hermione, it was late at night and I was guarding the door to our tent while she got a few hours of sleep. As she laid there, she looked so peaceful, in fact she looked beautiful. Maybe it was the fact that we were constantly on the run, and running low on food that was making me think this way, or maybe I was actually starting to develop genuine feelings for her. I couldn't be sure as I turned around and looked back out at the night sky. Although, I had found myself thinking about her quite frequently lately. She was brilliant, and that seemed to have left an impression on me. Especially since our hunt for horcruxes began. She'd really helped me out since the Death Eaters showed up and Bill and Fleur's wedding, and it meant more to me than I can possibly say that she didn't leave with Ron when he left. My mind's flooded with thoughts about the entire situation. Why had Hermione decided to stay here, rather than leaving with Ron? Up until this point, I suspected she had feelings for him but since she seemed to have chosen me over him... I can't help but wonder if maybe she has feelings for me instead of him.

I heard her wake up and get up out of her bed. As she made her way over to me, I could almost tell by the way she was walking she wasn't impressed with something. As she sat down beside me, it was more evident in her voice that she definitely wasn't happy. "What time is it?" she asked, in a tone that showed she was trying to stay calm and not be upset. I glanced down at my watch that was still on my wrist.

"About 4 am." I said back to her.

She nodded slightly and I could tell she was searching for the right words, "why didn't you wake me?" she asked in almost a whisper, "we agreed on 3 o'clock to trade shifts... Why didn't you wake me?" she asked a second time, as I could hear her voice rising slightly.

I looked down, unsure of what to say. "You needed the sleep, Hermione" was all I could manage to get out, as she looked at me and the anger in her face deepened.

"It's not fair to you."

I looked at her, and begged her with my eyes not to be angry with me. "You haven't been sleeping much, and you looked so peaceful I couldn't possibly wake you up..." I sighed slightly, as I waited for her to raise her voice more in my direction, but that moment didn't happen. Instead, she sighed herself and looked up at the stars for a long time before looking back at me.

"Than give me my wand, and go get some sleep yourself while I guard. I can guard until morning." She said as she held her hand out for her wand. I handed it to her, and went back inside. Not realizing until I was inside exactly how cold I had been outside on guard. Before I climbed into my bed, I took another glance at her. She already had a book out, not that I was surprised, she read most of the time she was on guard. I smiled slightly at the picture she made, how she seemed normal almost as if she was just studying for another test at Hogwarts. I almost hated that I was putting her through this torture, but I knew I'd never talk her out of helping me so I've come to accept it. As I finally fell asleep, I was still thinking of her, and I realized something, I might in fact have feelings for Hermione Granger.