By: Arayanna
Featuring Harry Potter
Chapter 1
Hermione Granger sat in the living room of the hotel room she was sharing with her two bestfriend's, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. This was a gift from their parent's at the end of their 5th year at Hogwarts. They always wanted to visit the states and what better way then to visit New York for a month.
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were a little apprehensive at first along with Hermione's parent's but after careful consideration they decided to let them go. Harry really didn't have to work hard to convince the Dursley's to let him go because they really didn't want him home anyway and the fact that they weren't paying for anything made them even happier that he was going. The only thing that almost made them say he couldn't go would be because he would be having fun and they didn't want that. All Harry had to do was mention Sirus's name and they caved in like usual.
Hermione sat in the living room of the mostly dark hotel room and fingered the silver pentacle she recieved from Professor Dumbledor in her 3rd year. While fingering the pentacle she stared at the full moon as if she willed it to answer the question's of her fate.
~*~ Hermione's recap of the past ~*~
As the year's progressed in Hogwarts I knew instantly that we were different from everyone else at the school. Mostly everyone noticed Harry because in their opinion he was the boy who lived through all of Voldemort's attacks bt no one ever saw the depth of the situation.
As the years progressed Harry, Ron and I had been sent to go back to Hogwarts a month and a half before everyone else and then appariate back to platform 9 and 3/4. See everyone thought that Harry was the only one who could and always have defeated Voldemort but that wasn't entirely true. The summer of my 3rd year, which was the same year Professor Dumbledor gave Harry, Ron and I our silver pentacles, Dumbledor told us that we were the gifted three that the phrophecy talked about.
Very few knew of the real phrophecy, which stated that the most powerful decendants of Hogwarts' inventors would fight in the ultimate battle of evil and come out victorious. See Harry, Ron, and I are the chosen three. We are the most powerful magical beings since Godric Gryffindor himself.
You see Harry and Ron are Gryffindor's heir and I am the heir of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. You see not many people know that the lady Ravenclaw bared a child of Gryffindor but it's true. See Harry, Ron and I are mages but only four other people know about that; Dumbledor, McGonagall, Lupin and Sirus. Like everything natural, magic is harvested in the universe and that's why wizards and witches use wands and talismands to control and direct certain powers towards a certain target but Ron, mine, and Harry's case the power comes from inside us. New powers appear often and that's why we spend most of the summer's at Hogwarts. So we could harvest our new power and keep it under control.
Dumbledor was the first to catch the truth about us because he himself is a mage, only half but a mage nonetheless. He knew that we were part of the phrophecy because even when Harry went after the Sorceror's Stone he had help from Ron and I. When he went to save Ginny for Voldermort he had help from Ron, when he had to save Sirus from getting the kiss of death I was there, and when he had to fight Voldemort in the Tri-Wizarding Tornament he was alone and defeated him b himself. that said that what Harry lacked in certain areas Ron and I helped out in but that he was also fully capable of taking care of himself if need be. The real reason Voldemort tried to kill Harry was because he knew Harry was a mage and he felt that if Harry had even a forth of his natural power he would be able to kill him with a flick of his wrist and that threatened his leadership over the world.
It was easy to keep people from finding out all three of them were mages because people thought it was heredtary, indeed it was but not only from your parents. It goes way down to your ancestory. Harry, Ron and I are the only recorded full mages in over 2 centuries. Harry's parent's as well as Ron's were only half mages and their strong genes resulted into making a full mage. Everyone wondered how I got my power but when they found out who's heir I was they were pretty sure I got it because of ancestory. There hadn't been magic in my family for over a century so they just called themselves muggles when in all reality they weren't. It was very funny that Mr. Olivander didn't notice that we were mages when he gave us our wands but we figured he was just losing his touch.
After our 4th year we didn't really need our wands but we had to use them to keep our cover. It was a well known fact that mages didn't need or really use wands because they already had the power so if people say them using the wands, they would never guess that they were mages.
~*~ Back into regular time ~*~
I was thinking over my past when I felt the sofa go down. It felt as if someone was sitting next to me. I turned around to see Harry's green eyes probing mine.
"What's wrong Hermione?" he asked.
"Nothing...why are you up?" I asked trying to change the subject.
"I couldn't sleep and decided to watch some television but I saw you sitting here. Now I'll ask you again, what's wrong," Harry asked.
"Nothing," I said as I nervously fingered my pentacle. I couldn't let him know what I was thinking before he came out. I had let my mind wander pass that line I had set a long time ago and I will not let Harry know what I was thinking.
"You know you can tell me anything right, Hermi?" Harry asked.
"Yes...it's just that if I tell you you're either gonna get angy or you're gonna feel uncomfortable around me," I said as I turned my head away from his intense gaze.
"I seriously doubt that," Harry said.
I looked at him for a minute and felt that it was time tell him my biggest secret. A secret that has been harvesting in me for a while. "Harry...for a couple of years...okay let me start over. Harry I'm in love with you and have been for some time," I said as I turned away from him.
Harry just sat there looking at Hermione as if he was waiting for her to finish.
I looked at him and said, "Aren't you going to say something?"
"Is that all you wanted to say?" he asked with a smirk on his face.
"Why are you smiling? Do you find something funny? I told you something that was heart felt and you sit there sm..." I started but was cut off by Harry's lips.
I sat there shocked for a minute but I quickly got over the shock of the kiss and responded with just as much instensity and passion and Harry gave out. My hand went around his neck and twirled the hair on the nape of his neck while he caressed my cheekswith his fingers. We slowly separated an Harry smiled when he noticed how flushed I was.
"Now was that so hard?" Harry aked m as he wrapped his arms around her waist and gently pushed her towards him so that she leaned her back against his chest.
"Actually it was," I said.
"Why is that?" Harry asked.
"Harry I have known you for almost 6 years and not once did you show romantic interest towards me. I have been in love with you for years I'm happy I told you because a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders but you never once gave me a signal that you even had an ounce of romantic feelings in you towards me. Why Harry? Why didn't you ever tell me how you felt?" I asked.
"Basically the same reason you didn't tell me. I have been in love with you since our 3rd year but I figured I could never have you so I went to someone else I thought was cute, which happened to b Cho. It was ver hard for me to keep my feelings inside when I spend 75% of my life with you. Now that e have eveything out in the open, do you think that you migt want to be my girlfriend?" Harry asked.
I turned toward Harry and kissed him full on the lips with all the passion I could muster and then I resumed my earlier position and said, "What do you think?"
"I think I found myself a girlfriend," Harry replied.
We talked for hour reminicising about the past, present, and near future. During our conversation we both fell asleep in each others arms.
