"The way to see by Faith is to shut the Eye of Reason, but open your eyes to see True Love." She was willing to allow him to get closer. But she wasn't willing to open herself up to find disappointment. He didn't know how to act around her; she was so different from the rest. He was certain to gain her trust, and wasn't gonna give up on her.

A/N: This is my first story so be nice :P
Please review, It will help me write better. And continue the story.
I do not own Harry Potter, I just have my own views of the characters. So don't sue me.
Enjoy, :)

Chapter 1

A New Year

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Her suitcase closed and she was finally done with her packing, Hermione pulled out her wand and shrunk it to fit in her purse. She turned around to see herself in the mirror. Wearing slim jeans with a light blue t-shirt, and a black light sweater over. She turned around and noticed her hair grew longer this year, her curls were a lot more noticeable now, and her hair wasn't as bushy. She walked out to her doorway and turned back around to see if she had missed anything.

Satisfied with herself she closed the door and walked down the hall and downstairs, to say goodbye to her parents.

"Are you all packed and ready to go sweet heart?"

"Yeah mum I'm all good to go."

"AHEM."

Hermione turned around and saw her best friend standing in the living room, hands on her hips, and looking quite smug.

"Are you gonna come over here or not?" She said with a smile.

Hermione just stood there shocked for a second or two until she ran to Ginny and both girls embraced each other and trying to catch up with any exciting events, like any other pair of teenage girls would do.

They were soon interrupted by Hermione's father by jokingly scolding her on how she should be on her way.

"You two better get going, I don't want you girls to be late for anything, like your mother." With a smirk on his face.

Her mother smacked her husband on the back of his head. "Go on girl and have fun. But be careful though."

"Oh! Okay well Goodbye mum, bye dad," As she kissed both of them on the cheek.

They both said goodbye to her parents and flooded to the Burrow.

As soon as they entered the living room, they were greeted by Ginny's mum.

"Oh, dear how nice to see you again," Molly said from the kitchen.

"Come in we were just about done having breakfast, the boys are right up stairs getting their things ready. You should check on Ronald. He's really excited for the Game today."

"I bet he is, we all are actually! We're going to kick ars today!" George said while coming down the stairs, with Fred following.

"Ello, Mione. You just get here?" He looked straight to her eyes to her bosom and saw her newly developed breasts. "She's becoming more beautiful by the day" He thought to himself. Fred gave him a nudge in the arm to get his attention that he was directly staring at her.

"Come on Mione lets go to my room," Ginny said while pulling Hermione away before giving her a chance to speak.

As they went upstairs they were both stopped and turned to head back and lead out the door by Arthur followed by Ron, and Harry.

"Come along now kids, we must be on our way, I don't want to be late for the game." He said, they all went out and were soon ported to the camp site.

As they got settled inside the tent, the boys had gotten all dressed up in the support of their team. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were talking things on their way to their box.

"So who do you think will win?" Harry asked Ron.

"Obviously the Irish!"

"Don't be so sure, Viktor Krum is the best and the youngest seeker anyone has ever known. He might just catch the snitch well 15 minutes into the game. What do you think Mione?" Harry said.

"Hmm"

"Earth to Mione." said Ron.

"Sorry, guys I was thinking about the school year, you know how to pass more classes." Reaching to the top of the box, followed by the rest of the Weasly's.

"Geez, Hermione you really need to take a breather on that no? Just enjoy the game."

"Well, unlike you Ronald, I care about my education, and wish to graduate earlier." She snapped. Sitting down and opening a book to read instead.

"Look Hermione, Don't get your knickers in a bun, I was just suggesting to have a chance at fun for bloody sakes. You're always being so serious and taking every simple joke up the ars. Don't be such a cow"

Hermione just glared at him, and looked down to hide a tear threatening to fall. She didn't know why Ron had to be a jerk to her at times, most of the time she's helping him and Harry out with everything.

"Ron, stop being an ASS to Hermione. If I don't remember correctly, I presume that SHE was the one that ALWAYS helped you and Harry out when you couldn't do anything right in your potions class, and with homework. If it wasn't for her you wouldn't have passed..." Ginny defended her best friend with her arms crossed. She sat down next to Hermione.

Ron just stood over Hermione staring, he didn't know what else to say. Why did she have to be such a book worm? Can't she just live a little? He was starting to feel a little bad for his last remark, and was about to apologize until.

"Look there's Viktor Krum!" Harry shouted while pointing.

Ron quickly turned around, his apology out the window and quickly got into the game.

"Don't listen to him Mione, hes just being a prat." Ginny said trying to comfort her.

"Thanks Gin." Hermione said as she looked up to smile at her best friend before going back to her book.

"Isn't he cute Mione?" Ginny squealed trying to make her best friend feel better.

"Who?"

Hermione looked up, and stared straightly into the Bulgarian man starring at her. Caught in his deep dark chocolate brown eyes, she started felling butterflies in her stomach, and weak on the knees. Her checks were burning at the sight of Viktor, but can't seem to look away. He was tough and rugged looking, but soft in the eyes. Those intense eyes.

VPOV

Hearing the crowd go wild he swoops high above and tries to look for the snitch. But something caught his eye instead, He sees a light brown bushy hair girl reading. Reading? Of all things why is she reading during a quidditch game? But there was something about her that he couldn't really look away. She looked so graceful, and soon she looked up and their eyes locked. It seemed everything else was fading away as if they were the only two there. Her mouth was partly open, and He saw those plum pink lips, and desired to fly right to her pick her up and kiss her.

"Who is this girl?" He thought.

He was memorized by her light brown eyes. They were the color a light caramel that shined with the sun wrapped around with beautiful long black eyelashes. Those eyes demanded attention and respect, but they sparkled like any star in the night sky.

"I must meet this girl." He promised to himself.