Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter just a set of his books & DVDs to date, a few of his games & the words below.

I've decided to combine the related oneshots & just make a collection of them instead. Nothing new but easier to read at least.

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In a room of the second floor of number twelve Grimauld place, Harry Potter was having a hard time trying to get to sleep. The three reasons as to why were the nightmares that plagued him about the end of his fourth year at Hogwarts; he was kept in the dark about many a thing in which at least he was sure that several included something to do with him; his best friend Ron Weasley was in the bed next to his sound asleep sawing logs with a chainsaw that made more noise than fire kindling.

There had been several moments when Harry was about to finally drift off, but then Ron snored a single yet louder note that brought him straight back to reality. Had he not had a hearing about casting spells underage and in a muggle environment in front of one, despite it being his cousin who was more pig than muggle, Harry would have cast a silencing spell on the motor mouth in the next bed.

As the thought occurred he suddenly wondered if he could do magic in his Godfather's home. Seeing as it was under the fidelius charm, surely not even the Ministry could track the spells cast from under the concealment charm unless of course someone in the ministry was told exactly where he or she was located.

Putting the thought on hold, Harry decided to ask Sirius in the morning the first chance he got. Usually he would have asked Hermione who would have given him a textbook answer as well as advise him about what to do and not do with the information she had just told him but right now both her and Ron were not in his good books at the moment.

Despite both of them apologising and nearly swearing on their magic that they practically knew next to nothing about what the order was doing, even with the help of the twins Extendable Ears, Harry had still not truly forgiven them for not trying to write to him before the dementor fiasco occurred.

It did not hurt much with Ron, ever since the break up because of someone setting up to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, Harry had wisely decided to not give Ron his full trust just in case something else happened to ignite the red head's jealousy of his unwanted fame and wealth although he did not expect something like this to happen.

The real stab wound came from Hermione. Being a muggleborn and the brightest in her year, if not the brightest since one Lily Potter, Harry was sure Hermione would have had the common sense to call him via telephone seeing as he had given her his number at the end of their second year. Unfortunately, despite both his and Ron's influence, Hermione was still a stickler for rules and listening to teachers. So when Dumbledore told her and Ron that they were unable to contact Harry in case their letters were intercepted, Hermione dutifully obeyed and Harry had no idea if she did or did not like it regardless.

When Ron suddenly snored rather loudly, Harry actually felt himself lift right off the mattress when he jumped before quelling the urge to whack the red head with his pillow. After resisting the urge, although it was getting harder to do so each time, Harry resigned himself to a long and loud night when he suddenly heard the door to his and Ron's room open with a soft click followed by it closing just as quickly. Harry did not have time to even find his glasses before he felt someone suddenly crawl under his covers and was now lying beside him. Fortunately, Harry did not need his glasses to see that it was Hermione who had suddenly crawled into his bed; her figure pressing against him and her bushy hair tickling his neck gave it away.

"How in Merlin's beard can you put up with him at Hogwarts?" Hermione asked him as if sneaking into Harry's bed was a common occurrence for her.

"Silencing charm" Harry answered as if it was so obvious. Apparently it was not obvious enough for Hermione as he heard her groan at her stupidity. "I'd cast one on him right now if I knew whether or not we could do magic here without it being registered"

"The fidelius charm is like your invisibility cloak Harry, it only hides you until you give away yourself when you cast a spell and someone sees where it came from" Hermione told him just barely after he finished his sentence. "However, Sirius told me that this place has been charmed so that you can do magic here undetected"

Upon hearing those words, Harry made to turn round to his bedside table to reach his wand only to be stopped by Hermione putting an arm on his shoulder.

"Could you just leave him please?" Hermione asked in a small voice. "It's just so that we can know when he's actually waking up, although anything short of a five course meal is unlikely accomplish that"

Despite seeing the humour in her last sentence, Harry could not help but be confused at what Hermione was going on about until he felt her shaking. It was not until he heard her crying softly that he realised that she was upset.

"Hermione, what's-?" He tried to ask as he wrapped his female friend in his arms as she began weeping into his chest. It took a few minutes for her to calm down enough to explain.

"I'm sorry for not trying to contact you" She wept as she pulled back slightly to look into Harry's eyes knowing that he could see her well enough without his glasses. "I could have called you over the phone, sent letters the muggle way, I could even have tried coming over to see you personally. Instead I just complied with the headmaster's wishes and didn't try to contact you. If you hate me and don't want me as your friend anymore, I'll completely understand as I really deserve it for doing what Professor Dumbledore asked instead of trying to help you, especially after what happened-"

Seeing that Hermione would not shut up until she finished her rant, Harry needed a way to silence the girl long enough to speak as well. There was a problem however, his arms were currently wrapped round her waist and were pinned there by Hermione's arms and he could not tell her to shut up without inadvertently either waking up Ron or someone else. Surprised at his sudden boldness, Harry leaned in and kissed the girl cutting her off mid sentence. The plan worked but for some reason he did not want to pull away.

Hermione meanwhile, was completely shocked that her best friend had just kissed her as her heart rate suddenly went a hundredfold at least. She knew that one day she would be kissing one of them, but she did not know that it would be Harry let alone Harry starting it. Those few thoughts were the only ones to flit through her mind in less than a second before she literally melted into the kiss until he pulled away a few seconds later.

"Now that I have your attention" Harry said although he was mentally shaking his head to keep it on track and not just kiss her again. "I want you to know that, whilst I do resent the fact that you did nothing to try and help me earlier this summer, I do not want to lose you; both as a friend and girlfriend if you want. Ever since I started at Hogwarts, I would not have lived passed my first quiditch match let alone a Hungarian Horntail without your help"

Hermione could have sworn the glow she was giving off was helping her see in the dark after Harry's praise and unasked question. Out of him and Ron, Hermione had definitely seen the possibility of being together with Harry but dared not believe it because she was boring looking and did not play quiditch, like one Cho Chang she thought harry was crushing on.

"Even though we fought in third year, you were still there for me" Harry continued on. "And with the way things are going, I'm going to need you more than ever in the years to come"

Hermione could no longer contain herself and quickly recaptured Harry's lips as if telling him she would stand by his side and be there for him until the end of time itself. Harry apparently got the message as his hands wondered down to the small of her back whilst moving so that she was now pinned between her new boyfriend and the mattress.

They would have gotten more intimate, had Ron not suddenly snore like a hippo huffing in boredom. The two lovers quickly realised what they were doing and reluctantly separated themselves. As Hermione swung her legs over the side of the bed and began to stand up, she felt Harry's arms wrap round her chest before pulling her back towards him.

"Don't ever think for a moment that I don't need you, Hermione" Harry whispered in her ear. "I doubt I could get anywhere without you"

Hermione smiled as she turned round in Harry's arms so that she was staring into his emerald orbs once more. "I wouldn't be anyone without you Harry"

After one final kiss, Hermione pulled herself out of Harry's grip and quickly exited the room. Harry waited until he heard the sound of the door clicking shut before collapsing onto his bed as if his whole body had suddenly been struck by the spell Lockhart attempted to heal his arm with. After quickly finding his wand and casting a silencing charm on his other friend, Harry drifted off into a pleasant dream all the while thinking of ways to continue his and Hermione's relationship and knowing that she would be doing just the same; possibly for the next few years knowing her.

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My second HP fic, hope you liked it.

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