To start off I don't own any of the characters in this story… yet. Tehe, in later chapters I will have some of my own characters added into it but that's later on. So yea that's about it so go ahead and read my first chapter of my first Harry Potter fic!

So begins the 7th year at Hogwarts. Harry said that he would not return even if the school did re-open, but he changed his mind. He decided that he wanted to be there if something happened, if something miraculously went wrong. And Professor McGonagal needed him, she was the new headmistress and Harry couldn't just leave her to deal with her new responsibilities. He knew that he would never fully get over losing Dumbledore, especially when he died in such a close succession to the death of Sirius. Harry was just really having a bad couple of years. He was growing up far too fast.

Harry had left the Dursley's house a few days ago and was very happy that he didn't have to return. He did feel as though, he would actually miss his aunt Petunia, seeing how she was the one who kept the power of his mothers love alive and how she actually cared enough to take him in and care for him as Dumbledore had asked her too. On the other hand he knew very well that he would not miss his uncle Vernon or his cousin Dudley, they just weren't worth it… at all!

The Burrow was the only other place besides Hogwarts that Harry had ever really felt at home. He knew in a way that the Weasley's were like his family. When he arrived things were clambering on as usual, even as the second war against Lord Voldermort was brewing. He found it comforting in a way that they could go on with things as if they were normal, to keep their heads and only think of the mortal danger when it was really very necessary.

That morning Harry awoke with a start. For some reason he had no idea where he was or who he was. It took him a moment to gather himself but he then realized that he was the one and only Harry Potter and he was of course at The Burrow.

"Harry, mate, are you okay?" he was sharing Ron's bedroom and Ron was already awake sitting up in bed when he saw Harry jump up like he had just had a nightmare.

"Huh? What? Oh yea I'm fine…" Harry said just realizing that Ron was staring at him with much concern in his eyes.

"Wait a minute… what are you doing up so early? It is 9:00 in the morning; you usually don't get up until about 4:00 in the afternoon during the summer. What's up Ron?"

Ron blushed quite heavily; he didn't want Harry to know that he hadn't slept at all last night with the excitement of knowing that Hermione would be here today. She was arriving at 10:00 A.M. He was really very nervous, because of everything that was happening he didn't want to lose Hermione, especially if she didn't know how he felt about her… how much he loved her. Ron had decided that during Hermione's stay at The Burrow he was going to tell her how he felt before it was too late. He just hoped that he doesn't make too much an ass out of himself, and that she hopefully felt the same way he did.

"Nothings up, just woke up early today for some reason, I don't know why. So just lay off okay!"

Harry was a little shocked by his answer but didn't take it personally.

"Hermione is coming today. That's why Ron is up so early, he has to get ready and think of all the things that he wants to say to her when she gets here." Ginny had appeared at the door out of nowhere and was now making kissy faces at Ron and mouthing the words I love you, obviously picking on Ron and how much he liked Hermione.

"Just get out Ginny you stupid little git!" Ron was quite made at the way Ginny was making fun of him but he had a bit of retaliation of his own. "Well Ginny, why don't you just tell Harry here how much your still in love with him and how all you could talk about until he got here was how much you wanted to snog him!"

Ginny's nostrils flared, and her face turned as red as her hair. She looked as if she was going to explode with some nasty retaliation, but obviously she was too embarrassed to think of one and she stormed out of the room clearly very pissed off.

"Was I really all that Ginny could talk about?"

"Yeah, it was really pretty annoying. I mean nothing would shut her up. Anything you tried to talk about reminded her of you."

"Well, what about you? I'm sure that all you could think about, according to Ginny, was Hermione and how much you want to snog her. I mean, it's always been obvious that you had feelings for her…"

"OH NO! HERMIONE! I was so busy arguing with Ginny that I didn't even realize that it's already 9:45! She'll be here in 15 minutes! I got to go Harry! Sorry!" With that Ron dashed out of the room to go get ready. He had to look good when he saw Hermione for the first time in about a month and a half right?

All Harry could do was laugh at his best friend. He really was crazy. Harry got out of bed and went over to his trunk to get dressed for the day. When he had just finished getting dressed and was walking down to get some breakfast there was a knock at the door. Unmistakably he knew that it had to be Hermione.

Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen, making sausage, toast, pancakes and God only knows what other heavenly foods, when she heard the knock at the door. She walked over to answer it, and when she opened it she screamed in utter delight as she realized it was the darling Hermione.

"HERMIONE DEAR! Oh how we have missed you!"

Mrs. Weasley grabbed her and hugged her as if she hadn't seen her in years. Hermione tried to breathe but to no avail. Harry had to grab Mrs. Weasley so she would let Hermione go.

Hermione then gave Harry a hug, she had missed him so much, he was after all her best friend. But Hermione was also dealing with something else, she wanted her other best friend, Ronald Weasley, as more than a friend. She was so excited to see him but she didn't see him anywhere around and she was shocked that he was not already downstairs eating like there was no tomorrow. Even thought there really was no guarantee that there would be a tomorrow.

"Where Ron?"

"Oh, he's upstairs getting dressed and everything for the day. He should be down soon… I hope" Harry quietly muttered the last part under his breath.

Than Hermione smelt that oh so too familiar Ron smell, she turned to the stairs, and there he stood on the top step, looking down at her, with those beautiful blue eyes of his. There stood her Ron.

Yeah so that was my first chapter of my first Harry Potter fic, so tell me what you guys think. I'm prepared for the good, the bad, and the ugly so tell me the truth. I hope you liked it! THANKS!