(A/N: This is just a little drabble I came up with a few weeks ago. It's basically an internal dialouge where Hermione realizes that she is in love with Harry. Hope you like it!)
Too Young To Love
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What is this? This weird feeling in the pit of my stomach when I think of him, the fluttery sensation I feel in my chest whenever I see his face? I've never experienced this before..
It's strange, yet I can't seem to get enough of it! Oh Harry! Why do you do this to me so?
Harry, sweet, caring, gentle Harry…why is it that I can no longer think of you without feeling like I'm floating in the clouds; unable to touch you without blushing like mad? What is wrong with me? It couldn't possibly be love, could it? No…no it couldn't, you are just a friend, a brother…and I, well I'm too young to love.
There I go again! The strange feeling in my stomach! Could it be a crush? No, this is different.. I've had crushes before. Viktor, Ron…none of them made me feel the way I do now… Maybe I'm just sick? Perhaps I should visit Madam Pomfrey…
But what if? What if it is love? Is there an age limit in which one can fall in love? Could one find love, true love at the tender age of 17?
With all my intelligence I have gained from books, none of them can explain the feeling of love. If this is so, then how does one know when they are in fact in love? Is it just a revelation? Do you suddenly realize that you are in love? Could it come without you realizing it?
Do I love Harry? Yes…of course, he is my best friend. I'd do anything for him!
But…
Am I in love with him? Maybe… maybe I am…
Yes…
Perhaps I am not too young to love after all…
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