Harry Potter was lying on his bed staring up at the ceiling in his dorm. He kept replaying what happened over and over again in his head. Everytime he thought about it the pain of it came back.
Flashback
"Hermione I love you. Will you go out with me?" Harry said. He felt as if his heart would explode. It took him five weeks just to come up with the courage to ask her, if she said no he would be crushed because all his arguing with himself and panicking would have been all wasted.
"Harry, I can't...I don't think of you that way..." replied Hermione
Hermione walked away and left Harry all by himself in the empty hall. Harry backed up against the wall and slumped down, head between his knees. His own tears staining his robes.
End Flashback
Harry decided he was going to win her heart by being romantic. How? He did not care how many stupid things he had to do he was going to win Hermione over.