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"Me and my teddy, gettin' all ready, getting' all ready for bed! Hey, does anyone know the rest of the song?" It finally happened, Hermione Granger went psycho. Everyone knew the time would come someday, but so soon? It seemed like the world was going to end.

Recap
It was a birthday like any other. Hermione received from her parents dental floss and "Healthy Teeth are Happy Teeth!"- a five hundred page book on how to keep your mouth healthy. Ron thoughtfully getting her a gift this year, gave her a guide to Wizard's chess. Hermione hadn't yet gotten her present from Harry but she figured he would get her a book about Quidditch. Well, Hermione thought gloomily, at least I'll have plenty to read. Hermione went to get breakfast in the Great Hall before anyone else arrived, or so she thought.

When Hermione got to the Great Hall, there was already somebody in there. That's strange, Hermione thought, what's Harry doing up so early? Harry wasn't even eating anything. Oh, I hope there's no Quidditch matches today, Hermione thought wearily. The last thing she wanted to do today was sit outside on the bleachers, watching a game that could theoretically last for hours into days. To tell the truth, many of the games just bored Hermione half to death. She'd rather do some extra credit in her free time or throw in a bit of light reading.

When Hermione got to the table she saw a huge red box with a gold ribbon along with a cupcake containing a single candle. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Hermione, happy birthday to you!" Harry sang. Hermione blushed as she sat down next to Harry.

"You didn't have to get me anything Harry!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Of course I did Hermione, you're one of my best friends. Now make a wish and blow out the candle" Harry imitated Mrs. Weasley. I wish- I wish that whatever is in that box is not Quidditch related. In fact I wish it isn't even a book. Hermione blew out her candle.

"So," Harry said, "what'd you wish for?"

"If I tell you my wish, it'll never come true," Hermione reasoned.

"True, open your present!" Harry said excitedly. Hermione opened her present very slowly making sure not to crumple up the wrapping paper or mess up the ribbon.

"Oh, it's a teddy bear! Harry, I love it!" and Hermione meant it. The teddy bear was white with a red ribbon wrapped around its neck. It was the sweetest present Hermione ever received. She threw her arms around Harry's neck.

"Wow," now it was Harry's turn to blush, "I'm glad you like it."
End recap

Hermione pranced around all day with her teddy bear. All the girls scowled when they found out Harry gave Hermione the bear. Hermione didn't understand why they were being so rude. Harry, Ron, and Hermione have been best friends since first year, what did they expect?

"I think I'll name him Theodore." Hermione stated to Harry at dinner that evening.

"Why name him Theodore when you can name him Harry?" Harry joked. "Harry," Hermione giggled.

"I'm naming it Theodore because President Theodore 'Teddy' Roosevelt, refused to shoot a bear cub when he was hunting, therefore, if it wasn't for him, these very well COULD be called 'Harry bears.' Besides, if I named him Harry, people will think we're dating."

"I don't see what's wrong with that. I'm a highly attractive male. I'm actually quite well-known too, you may have heard my alternate pseudonym, The Boy Who Lived," Harry joked.

"Who's President... Theodore Roosevelt?" Ron asked with a full mouth.
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Hermione had always had a little crush on Harry, what girl couldn't? But the thought of dating Harry didn't appeal to Hermione. She didn't want to destroy their friendship. So how do I tell him I don't want to date him without ruining our friendship either? Hermione wondered. Hermione was getting ready for bed. Finally, it came to her; Hermione just wondered why the thought hadn't occurred to her in the first place.

Putting on her school robes, Hermione ran outside. It didn't take long for Hermione to find her special star. She had been saving this star for a while, she wanted whatever she wished for to mean something. Hermione reached into her robe and got out her wand which she pointed at her star.

"Wishing Star, please help me fix my problem," Hermione whispered under her breath. The star got dimmer and dimmer until it completely diminished. Hermione went back to her dorm to find Theodore staring at her.

"Stupid bear." Hermione threw the bear into her waste bin and went to sleep.

Hermione woke up the next morning staring into the face of a stranger. A boy stranger.

"Who are you? How did you get in here? This is the girl's dormitory, it's forbidden to boys!" Hermione sputtered. Hermione took a deep breath, surely this isn't happening. It's okay, she told herself, this is just a dream. There's not a boy with his foot stuck in my waste bin. And this boy is also not trying on my dress robes... This is just a dream, once I pinch myself I'll wake up and everything will be normal. Hermione pinched. Hard. It hurt.

Why aren't I waking up?!

"Well, yesterday you said you were going to call me Theodore, and now here I am." The world swirled around her and Hermione fell into the darkness.