DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter nor am I making any money out of this. 

AUTHOR'S NOTE: written from Hermione's POV. I hope you all enjoy my little romance, adventure, mystery fic….

"Hold Me"

It was a beautiful, bright day at Hogwarts. The sun was shining and the courtyard was just buzzing with laughter and excitement from all the children playing: girls skipping rope, boys practising their quidditch.

You could hear the bells chiming all around. It was lunchtime, the best time of day. It was a time to relax and to hang out with friends. I walked across the courtyard trying to dodge all the children who were running about. Most of them were quite young as most of the older children gathered in the common room and thought it immature to play. I was definitely one of them. I couldn't stand all these little kids under my feet. One of them even tried to look up my skirt; the nerve!

I carried a small brown bag with a sandwich and an apple for lunch in my left hand and in my right hand, I held four big books full of new magic tricks. Learning new magic always excited me and I was looking forward to getting the top grades in the class. I didn't care whether people thought I was a geek for studying at lunchtime, it was what I liked doing.

Up ahead I saw Ron standing alone by the entrance. He looked a bit lost as he was just staring into space. Ron was so cute and adorable, with his floppy red hair and his rosy cheeks. I wasn't sure if I had a crush on him, I wasn't sure. He certainly didn't seem that interested in me, or perhaps he was just shy, I wasn't sure.

I waved at Ron but he didn't see me. He was still staring into space. I came closer to him and waved my hand in front of his face. He still didn't see me.

"Ron! Ron!" I shouted.

He shook his head and snapped out of the daze."

"Oh, oh, hi Hermione," he said. "I didn't see you."

"Oh Ron, you have to wake up. So what are you up to?"

He paused and seemed a little scared. "Um, uh, nothing. I'm not doing anything."

Ron said, stuttering. "I'm just enjoying the sunshine."

"Yeah, it's a lovely day isn't it?"

I smiled and looked back at Ron. His cheeks were even rosier than before. It confused me somewhat, what on earth did he have to be embarrassed about? He was only talking to me. After a brief silence, Ron finally answered.

"Y-Yes. Yes, it is. It's the start of spring, always the best time of year around Hogwarts."

"Yeah." A silence as neither of us could think of something to say so we just looked at each other and smiled nervously. I broke the silence first. "OK, well, I've gotta get a move on. I've got lots of work I've got to catch up on."

"Yeah, ok. It was nice talking to you."

"Yeah, you too."

I waved goodbye to Ron. He half extended his arm out to me. He really was a peculiar young man. I didn't really think I could love someone as strange as him, there were other people and I was positive I could meet someone less strange than Ron to fall in love with.

I turned the corner in one of the narrow corridors of Hogwarts. There were people going in all directions and it was really hard to get somewhere without being barged around. I was trying my hardest to protect my lunch from being crushed but it was becoming increasingly difficult with all the people bumping into me.

I looked at my brown paper bag and it was badly creased. The sandwich inside was horribly mangled inside, no doubt. I tried squeezing past people as I wasn't very tall and fairly skinny, I could fit in-between a lot of the people quite easily.

I looked down at my lunch again and was relieved to find it still in my hand. My books as well were perfectly in tact; the worst thing at that time would be to drop them. I raised my head back up when suddenly I felt a thud in my shoulder and a massive force, which sent me crashing down to the floor, dropping all of my books and my lunch.

I got on my hands and knees and started to brush my hair back into place. I was hot and flustered and really embarrassed. Everyone had stopped and were now staring at me as I quickly tried to regain my composure and gather my books and lunch back into my arms.

I looked up to see what had happened. Someone had ran into me hard and when I looked to see who it was, I was shocked to see Harry Potter staring down at me with his thick glasses.

"Harry, you idiot! What do you think you're doing?"

He didn't answer. His face showed no emotion and his eyes were as cold as ice. I got to my feet and dusted myself off. I then approached Harry.

"Don't be so careless, Harry, look where you're going. That could have really hurt me!"

Still he said nothing and I was starting to get really angry.

"Answer me, Harry. What do you have to say for yourself?"

He turned away from me and began walking down the corridor towards the entrance door. I ran after him but my books and lunch were slowing me down so I just dropped them on the floor. I caught up with Harry and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. Harry had got quite tall over the last year or so. I remembered when we were the same size or when I was even a little taller than him, but now he was a good five inches taller and I had to reach up to tap his shoulder.

Harry spun around as soon as I tapped him. He stared at me with that harsh, cold stare he did before. I said nothing this time, I was afraid. Harry seemed angry at me and I had no idea why. I watched him walk away from me and towards the exit. I didn't try to stop him this time.

At the entrance way I saw a blonde haired young man walk up to Harry. It was Draco Malfoy, a really horrible young man, who was neither a friend of Harry nor myself. Draco extended his arms out to Harry and hugged him. I couldn't believe it. What on earth was going on? Harry hugged him back and I tried to get near them so I could ask them what was going on. However there were too many people in the way and I was getting barged around.

When I next looked, Harry and Draco had left through the front door.