I'm Scared (To Say I Love You) Part I
Disclaimer-I do not own anything to do with Harry or Hermione they belong to the wonderfully talented J.K. Rowling and "I'm Scared" belongs to Hoku or whoever wrote this song
Rating-G. Because there is nothing bad or vulgar about what I am writing.
Summary-A H/H fic. I'd like to think that they were in their 5th year so that this doesn't seem like it's just pre-teen infatuation instead of real love.
He had put it off and put it off but he couldn't put it off anymore. He had to tell Hermione how he felt about her. Well sure everyone might not think that she was the best looking but that wasn't what Harry was looking for. He needed someone with a heart, someone who knew what was right from wrong, who had a good look on life and someone who loved him as much as he loved her. Yet he still wasn't sure if Hermione returned the same feelings
"Is there anyway that I can tell Harry how I feel," Hermione thought as she sat on her bed. Visions of Harry always had a way of keeping her up at night. Everyone just thought of him as the great Harry Potter who had banished Lord Voldemort so many years ago. She liked to think that she was the only one who thought of him as a boy who had stolen her heart so many years ago and yet never returned it in anyway.
(The following morning, in the Great Hall)
It had been hard for Harry to fall asleep when all he kept dreaming about was Hermione. Whenever he wanted to get back to sleep he heard her singing the same song over and over. Now he couldn't even get the song out of his head. It was like he was meant to hear it.
Practically not even looking at what she was eating for breakfast, Hermione sat thinking about the night before. Her dream about Harry was so vivid and yet so unreal. He kept singing the same song over and over like it was something special to him. Maybe it was telling her about something that would never happen.
All throughout the day uncomfortable looks were exchanged between Hermione and Harry. Ron was starting to get suspicious of something. "Oy, what is going on between you two? I've never seen two best friends not talk to each other for this long," he complimented during Transfiguration. "I just haven't had much to say to Hemione that's all," Harry said. I suppose he spoke for both of them because just as the bell rang, signaling the end of class, Hermione rushed off her dormitory.
(During lunch, Hermione in her dormitory)
I know what I have to do, Hemione thought as she sat down to get to work. It was now or never
**I won't say that there won't be a second part but if I don't get that many reviews and everyone hates it then I won't continue**
~*DanceChica*~
Disclaimer-I do not own anything to do with Harry or Hermione they belong to the wonderfully talented J.K. Rowling and "I'm Scared" belongs to Hoku or whoever wrote this song
Rating-G. Because there is nothing bad or vulgar about what I am writing.
Summary-A H/H fic. I'd like to think that they were in their 5th year so that this doesn't seem like it's just pre-teen infatuation instead of real love.
He had put it off and put it off but he couldn't put it off anymore. He had to tell Hermione how he felt about her. Well sure everyone might not think that she was the best looking but that wasn't what Harry was looking for. He needed someone with a heart, someone who knew what was right from wrong, who had a good look on life and someone who loved him as much as he loved her. Yet he still wasn't sure if Hermione returned the same feelings
"Is there anyway that I can tell Harry how I feel," Hermione thought as she sat on her bed. Visions of Harry always had a way of keeping her up at night. Everyone just thought of him as the great Harry Potter who had banished Lord Voldemort so many years ago. She liked to think that she was the only one who thought of him as a boy who had stolen her heart so many years ago and yet never returned it in anyway.
(The following morning, in the Great Hall)
It had been hard for Harry to fall asleep when all he kept dreaming about was Hermione. Whenever he wanted to get back to sleep he heard her singing the same song over and over. Now he couldn't even get the song out of his head. It was like he was meant to hear it.
Practically not even looking at what she was eating for breakfast, Hermione sat thinking about the night before. Her dream about Harry was so vivid and yet so unreal. He kept singing the same song over and over like it was something special to him. Maybe it was telling her about something that would never happen.
All throughout the day uncomfortable looks were exchanged between Hermione and Harry. Ron was starting to get suspicious of something. "Oy, what is going on between you two? I've never seen two best friends not talk to each other for this long," he complimented during Transfiguration. "I just haven't had much to say to Hemione that's all," Harry said. I suppose he spoke for both of them because just as the bell rang, signaling the end of class, Hermione rushed off her dormitory.
(During lunch, Hermione in her dormitory)
I know what I have to do, Hemione thought as she sat down to get to work. It was now or never
**I won't say that there won't be a second part but if I don't get that many reviews and everyone hates it then I won't continue**
~*DanceChica*~