Harry and Hermoine: Love at First Chance
Chapter 1: Past Love Becomes a Reality
Harry Potter was awakened by the sound of multiple sounds of chattering coming from his roommates. Groggily, Harry sat up and stuck his head out of the curtains surrounding his four-poster bed.
"Bloody Hell! Hey! Can't you see that people in here are trying to get some sleep?" He snapped.
"Harry, don't bicker at us. We are just trying to figure out who's in that bed of yours with you. Who is it?" Ron answered.
"What are you talking about? Can you please explain this to me."
"Well yeah but I think that if you looked behind you in your bed you'd figure it out."
Harry did as Ron told him to do, closed the curtain and looked next to him. Oh my god, he thought, it's Hermoine. He couldn't believe it. Hermoine, his best friend, was snuggled up next to him, sweetly sleeping. He stuck his hand out and shook her gently.
"What?" She groaned.
"Hermoine? It's me, Harry. Time to get up please."
In an instant, Hermoine sat up next to him and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Gazing into each other's eyes, Harry and Hermoine's memory of the night before came flowing back like a river in their minds. She smiled and Harry smirked wildly.
"Hey you." Harry said and kissed her on the cheek.
"Hey back. What's with all the chatter and comottion outside?" She replied and gave Harry a small but sweet peck on the lips.
"Us, apperently. Well actually that's what Ron said. How are we already dressed?"
"I think that I remember this. We fell asleep this way."
"How about we get out of bed and go see about something for breakfest or something like that. What do you say about that?"
Hemoine nodded in agreement as Harry drew the scarlet canopy curtains open and they got up holding hands.
"So?" Neville Longbottom asked nosely.
"So, what? Neville what is it?" Hermoine asked back, totally confused.
"Are you two together or not? We want and need an answer." He replied.
"How do you need to know, Longbottom?" Harry snapped playfully.
"Hey! Don't try that Harry I am not gonna fall for any of your cruel pranks."
"You already did. Check the mirror." Harry snickered.
"Anyways......"
Harry and Hermoine exchanged a quick glance and returned their attention to Ron, Neville and the rest of the boys standing their with eager and gossipy eyes.
"Yeah, we are, everyone." Harry and Hermoine answered in complete unison.
Ron turned around and walked out of the room, furiously. Even though she didn't, Ron had always been in love with Hermoine and for him Hermoine was love at first sight. That morning and finding out that Harry and Hermoine were together was difficult because Ron's one and only love of his life was once again taken. And not only that but by his best friend. The feeling nearly killed Harry to see Ron like that. Harry knew how Ron felt but he didn't care for some reason because like, Ron he was also and always has been in love with Hermoine. Deeply in love. If only he knew how to tell her how he felt about her.
"What's with him?"
"Oh him? He j-j-just................"
"Grumpy! Ron gets that way in the morning, sometimes, Right Seamus?" Harry interrupted Seamus Finnagen, another friend and fellow Gryffindor.
"What? I never said anything about nothing!"
"Anything about what, Seamus?"
"Hemoine? Can I please speak to you alone?"
"Sure." She answered.
They walked back over to the bed and got on, closed the curtains up and Harry put a silencing spell on the area. They talked for hours, and every minute that they did they loved each other more and more but a love a strong as that might not be able to survive an old flame returning to Hogwart. Could Harry's love for Hermoine and Hermoine's love for Harry survive a brutal fight between hermoine and Harry's ex?
--------- END CHAPTER ONE-------------
Chapter 1: Past Love Becomes a Reality
Harry Potter was awakened by the sound of multiple sounds of chattering coming from his roommates. Groggily, Harry sat up and stuck his head out of the curtains surrounding his four-poster bed.
"Bloody Hell! Hey! Can't you see that people in here are trying to get some sleep?" He snapped.
"Harry, don't bicker at us. We are just trying to figure out who's in that bed of yours with you. Who is it?" Ron answered.
"What are you talking about? Can you please explain this to me."
"Well yeah but I think that if you looked behind you in your bed you'd figure it out."
Harry did as Ron told him to do, closed the curtain and looked next to him. Oh my god, he thought, it's Hermoine. He couldn't believe it. Hermoine, his best friend, was snuggled up next to him, sweetly sleeping. He stuck his hand out and shook her gently.
"What?" She groaned.
"Hermoine? It's me, Harry. Time to get up please."
In an instant, Hermoine sat up next to him and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Gazing into each other's eyes, Harry and Hermoine's memory of the night before came flowing back like a river in their minds. She smiled and Harry smirked wildly.
"Hey you." Harry said and kissed her on the cheek.
"Hey back. What's with all the chatter and comottion outside?" She replied and gave Harry a small but sweet peck on the lips.
"Us, apperently. Well actually that's what Ron said. How are we already dressed?"
"I think that I remember this. We fell asleep this way."
"How about we get out of bed and go see about something for breakfest or something like that. What do you say about that?"
Hemoine nodded in agreement as Harry drew the scarlet canopy curtains open and they got up holding hands.
"So?" Neville Longbottom asked nosely.
"So, what? Neville what is it?" Hermoine asked back, totally confused.
"Are you two together or not? We want and need an answer." He replied.
"How do you need to know, Longbottom?" Harry snapped playfully.
"Hey! Don't try that Harry I am not gonna fall for any of your cruel pranks."
"You already did. Check the mirror." Harry snickered.
"Anyways......"
Harry and Hermoine exchanged a quick glance and returned their attention to Ron, Neville and the rest of the boys standing their with eager and gossipy eyes.
"Yeah, we are, everyone." Harry and Hermoine answered in complete unison.
Ron turned around and walked out of the room, furiously. Even though she didn't, Ron had always been in love with Hermoine and for him Hermoine was love at first sight. That morning and finding out that Harry and Hermoine were together was difficult because Ron's one and only love of his life was once again taken. And not only that but by his best friend. The feeling nearly killed Harry to see Ron like that. Harry knew how Ron felt but he didn't care for some reason because like, Ron he was also and always has been in love with Hermoine. Deeply in love. If only he knew how to tell her how he felt about her.
"What's with him?"
"Oh him? He j-j-just................"
"Grumpy! Ron gets that way in the morning, sometimes, Right Seamus?" Harry interrupted Seamus Finnagen, another friend and fellow Gryffindor.
"What? I never said anything about nothing!"
"Anything about what, Seamus?"
"Hemoine? Can I please speak to you alone?"
"Sure." She answered.
They walked back over to the bed and got on, closed the curtains up and Harry put a silencing spell on the area. They talked for hours, and every minute that they did they loved each other more and more but a love a strong as that might not be able to survive an old flame returning to Hogwart. Could Harry's love for Hermoine and Hermoine's love for Harry survive a brutal fight between hermoine and Harry's ex?
--------- END CHAPTER ONE-------------