Chapter one:
Hermione's pov:
I love Hogwarts in winter. It is honestly so amazing to just sit outside and stare at the lake while it is frozen over. Once i even conjured ice skates and skated across it, It was a magical evening. I always sit near the lake to clear my mind. It seems i've been doing it a lot lately. It's where i sit to get 'Won Won' and 'Lav Lav' Out of my brain. It pains me to see them so in love. He told me that he loved me... Then he said that i'm not "wild enough" And that all i do is read and don't put in effort for how i look! Why should i put in effort?This is school, we are here to learn. As a muggle born i need the best grades i can get for even a simple job. This society is awfully biased and muggle born are not welcome. I don't care about my looks when i need to concentrate on making my part in the world!
God Ron has just ruined me. But Harry has been my shoulder to cry on. That wonderful boy. He really is something special. Kind to pretty much everybody, Unless he has a reason not to be. People just see me as this Bossy know it all muggle born and he sees me as who i really am. He seems to be the only person who sees me for who i am... But maybe it means nothing? Maybe i am just thinking too hard. Either way, I care for him deeply...Very deeply.
I think i have liked him since first year, when he saved me from the troll. Even back then Harry had his 'Saving people complex' I wasn't going to complain though as that complex literally saved my life. I was really depressed when he didn't ask me to the yule ball, I suppose i should have just asked him. I had fun that night though despite not going with Harry. I did everything in my power to help him through the Triwizard tournament, and it worked, but Cedric still died and i know how much that affected him. Harry was slightly withdrawn that year and so at that moment i vowed to try and let him know i was there for him. Despite my own problems i knew i should always be there to help my friends like they helped me.
Harry's pov:
I love sitting here just staring at her with her hair blowing in the soft wind. Her cheeks flushed red because of the cold air. Her chocolate brown eyes deep in thought. Even if those eyes are leaking tears. Ron had messed up her emotions. He doesn't deserve her. If only she would realise that... I love sitting here just staring at her. It sounds creepy i know. She will never return my feelings. But i know i love her. Shes completely amazing. There's nothing i wouldn't do for her. I wish she didn't have to cry over Ron, He isn't worth it... If only she could see that.