Yanking, Pulling, Kissing, Shoving

"Harry?"Hermione asked. I stared at the ceiling of my bedroom at my house, which used to be Sirius's. I swallowed as my hand shook while holding the phone.

"Yeah?"I asked into the reciever.

"Did you hear me?"

"Maybe...refresh my memory,"I said, rubbing my left temple.

"Lord, Harry. Listen for once. Are you going to meet Ron and I at Platform 10 tomorrow or not?"Hermione asked.

"Yeah, sure,"I said.

"Okay, well, bye."There was a click and I knew she was gone. I rubbed my feet and pushed aside my covers. Damn it my head hurt...why did it hurt so much? I stared at my clock. And why the hell did Hermione call me at 1 o'clock in the morning.

I threw my shirt away and stared at my packed suitcases and trunk. Hogwarts, tomorrow, god not yet. Summer can't be over yet. I don't want to go back right now!

I turned around, snapped my fingers and made sure my light was out before I fell asleep, Hedwig happily snapping her beak in her sleep.

"Idwig, shut up,"I snapped furiously as I threw a damp and soggy wet sheet over Hedwig's cage and pulled my trolley down the stairs. I walked outside, drew my key and locked the door, dragging my broom with me. I yanked my Invisibility Cloak around myself, pinned it to my shoulders and connected my things to the invisible thread dangling from my broom. I kicked off the ground and flew into the air, my trunks and Hedwig following me.

I stared at the clouds above my head, reaching up and running my fingers through the soft and milky clouds. When I saw the train station below him, I pulled into a dipping dive and stopped in dead air, hopping off quickly and hiding my broom under the Invisibility Cloak. I pulled that off myself and wrapped my broom under it.

I turned into the station and passed Platform 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8..9...

"I! Over here, mate,"Ron called. I turned and saw a tall, lanky red haired boy wearing a forest green turtleneck and dark blue jeans under his Hogwarts robes. I smiled and turned to look at Irmione...

"Hermione?"I said, dropping my jaw. Hermione smirked at me. Her hair was so...smooth and straight! And she was in great shape. She wore a pair of faded blue jeans and a white golf shirt under her robes. I smiled and ran up to them.

"It's good to see you,"she said. I inhaled her perfume. It smelt like roses on a crisp autumn day...if that's possible

"Harry, uh, can I talk to you mate?"Ron asked. I nodded as Ron pulled me to Platform 9.

"Listen, if Hermione gets really flirty with you it's because she's figured out you like her...she really wants to make out with you, mate!"Ron jumped excitedly and tried to high five me, but I was in happy, the land of dreams. And about all of those dreams in happy land had just come true.

I turned to Hermione and walked towards her. She gave me a smirk. A flirty smirk? Then, she raised her eyebrow and winked with her other eye. I raised my eyebrows quickly and then dropped them.

"Stop that, it's bloody annoying!"Ron said. Hermione laughed and kissed Ron's cheek.

"Let's go on the train."Hermione took my hand and wrapped her fingers around my hand. I squeezed her hand and let go.

"Me first,"I shouted and ran into the wall between Platform 9 and 10. I froze for a second until Hermione ran into me.

"Oww,"I moaned.

"Oops,"she said innocently. I smirked and threw my things into the back of the train.

"Come on, sugar,"she said to me as she barely missed my head throwing her bags in. I turned around and snatched her hand, yanking her into the train compartment.

"Harry, let go,"she said as I sat down into a compartment. She sat across from me and crossed her legs, making it look like she was irresistable. And she was.

"Ron, compartment 12 please.Privacy,"I said in my head. Ron and I learned how to communicate with our minds.

Hermione looked around."Ron coming?"she asked. I shrugged and moved closer to her. She smiled and pressed her finger against my nose."Shh,"she said. I frowned."You suck!"I snapped sarcastically.

Hermione grinned and smirked at the same time as she leaned in for my lips to touch hers...

"Harry, wake up you bloody squirrel,"Ron snapped. I opened my eyes, seeing Hermione in the seat across from Ron and I. Was it a dream?

"You made me faint, you sexy beast!"I laughed. Hermione raised an eyebrow."Excuse me? How did I make you faint?"she asked."You've been asleep for over 50 minutes...the minute you got back to me with Ron, you fell to the floor sleeping...we dragged you in here,"she said. I shook my head. Yeah, a dream. Damn it. So close too.

"Never mind,"I murmered. Hermione pattedmy hand.

"We're here, anyway,"she said and stepped out of the compartment. Ron and I followed, but I suddenly was yanked on the arm and pulled into the closest compartment next to me.

(A/N)OMG!!!Who do you think did it?PLEASE R&R..next chapter coming soon.