A romantic secret
Harry's POV It was late and Harry Potter rose up from his place by the fire in the Gryffindor common room and went over to the big window in the corner where he usually sat and thought late into the night.
He was regarded as the hottest boy in school with his untidy longish black hair and his deep emerald eyes that you could get lost in. Some of the most popular pretty preppy girls would die just to go out with Harry and all of the boys were jealous of him. But as he sat and looked through the window all he could think about was her. She wasn't the most beautiful girl in the school or the sweetest, she was just Hermione. But Harry couldn't shake the thought of her. To him she was perfect and he couldn't stand the thought of being without her for another second.
Hermione's POV
Hermione sat up straight in bed while her roommates were fast sleeping, putting the finishing touches on her Arithmancy homework. Hermione was a perfectionist the top student at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Her frizzy walnut brown hair had grown and was down to her lower back and she had started to develop and was trying to finish her homework when she heard a faint whisper of her name. It sounded familiar so she got up and opened the door. Outside just a few feet from the bottom step of the staircase that led to the girls dormitories Harry Potter stood looking as handsome as he could staring up at Hermione.
Harry's POV It was late and Harry Potter rose up from his place by the fire in the Gryffindor common room and went over to the big window in the corner where he usually sat and thought late into the night.
He was regarded as the hottest boy in school with his untidy longish black hair and his deep emerald eyes that you could get lost in. Some of the most popular pretty preppy girls would die just to go out with Harry and all of the boys were jealous of him. But as he sat and looked through the window all he could think about was her. She wasn't the most beautiful girl in the school or the sweetest, she was just Hermione. But Harry couldn't shake the thought of her. To him she was perfect and he couldn't stand the thought of being without her for another second.
Hermione's POV
Hermione sat up straight in bed while her roommates were fast sleeping, putting the finishing touches on her Arithmancy homework. Hermione was a perfectionist the top student at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Her frizzy walnut brown hair had grown and was down to her lower back and she had started to develop and was trying to finish her homework when she heard a faint whisper of her name. It sounded familiar so she got up and opened the door. Outside just a few feet from the bottom step of the staircase that led to the girls dormitories Harry Potter stood looking as handsome as he could staring up at Hermione.