A/N: Set in Harry and Hermione's Third Year.
Harry climbed through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor common room. Hermione was sitting on the lounge reading a book. There she is, Harry thought, as beautiful as ever. Hermione was in her casual jeans and trademark pink hoodie. She was so cute, ringlets of brown bushy hair falling down her face, deep in concentration. Do it Harry said the voice inside his head. Do it.
"Hermione I have err something I want to tell you." Harry said mumbling the words. He could feel the pit in his stomach, the hollow emptiness, his nerves were getting the better of him.
"Yes Harry? What is it?" Hermione inquired. She could see it was important he was getting all flustered. It was so cute when he was nervous. It was a rare sight, it must be important.
"I err…you…me…flaffle" Harry stuttered. Flaffle. You just said flaffle. You were meant to tell her you love her and you said flaffle. Smooth Harry, smooth.
"Flaffle? Harry what is it?" Hermione was getting annoyed. He was wasting her time. How hard can it be to tell her whatever it is?
Harry sat down and took a deep breath. He moved closer to Hermione and reached for her hand and squeezed it. The pit in his stomach was large enough to fit a horse but he knew he had to do it. Ignore the nerves he though. Ignore them. Before he knew it he planted his lips firmly on hers. Caressing her hand he moved his other up to her cheek and rubbed his thumb back and forth over it. Hermione broke the kiss. It was over before it started. He'd chickened out for three years but finally he'd done it. This was a triumph.
"Harry… I" Hermione stuttered.
"Hermione I love you" Harry interrupted.
"Really?" Hermione was shocked. Yes she had feelings for Harry since first year but this was a total surprise. She never thought he felt the same. Ever.
"100 percent positive." He replied smiling.
Hermione jumped on Harry and hugged him senseless and whispered "I love you too"
"Hermione…need…breathe" Harry struggled to get the words out. His lungs were squished by Hermione's embrace.
"Oh sorry Harry" she released him and smiled.
All was going well for Harry he had the girl of his dreams. Hermione Granger. Unfortunately he or Hermione didn't see the little red-headed girl staring angrily and intently from the balcony.
"He. Will. Be. Mine" she stated.
A/N: Really happy with this. It was supposed to be a one-shot but it might continue on since I added that part with Ginny. The last part works just as good if you picture her with red, glaring eyes.
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