A/N: This is a fic in response to a challenge given by Little Wolf Blossom. I am had fun writing this!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of these characters, I only own the plot.

"Come on, Harry! Tell us who it is you want to ask out!" Ron cried out for about the thousandth time that evening.

"No!" Harry shouted back, louder than he meant.

Hermione had had enough of this bantering. It had been going on for over an hour now, and the Gryffindor common room had emptied out due to the row.

"Will you two just drop it? Ron, Harry doesn't want to tell you who he likes. Harry, Ron's just expressing curiosity."

"Too much," Harry muttered under his breath.

Hermione sighed. Gathering her books from the table the trio sat at, she took her bag and huffed off to the girl's dormitories.

"Come on, Harry! Take the lover's leap!" Ron said enthusiastically.

"Ron? Where did you hear that? You do know that that phrase refers to suicide," Hermione called from the doorway.

"Bloody Muggle news," Ron muttered, flushing.

"Ron, I'm sorry, I can't tell you who I want to date with," Harry paused, making sure Hermione was gone. "With Hermione around." He finished quietly so no one could hear him. Ron gaped.

"You don't want to date HERMIONE, do you?" Ron practically screamed this. Harry sighed.

"No Ron, Hermione would make fun of me." Harry knew he was terrible at bluffing. But no matter what he did, there was no way Hermione would find out that he loved her.

"Hermione's not like that, Harry. Who IS it?" Ron asked one more time, hoping for the answer. Harry groaned.

"Take a hike, Ron."

Ron harrumphed. "Fine." With that, Ron too stormed out of the room.

Hermione re-entered carefully. She had been hiding behind the door, listening to the conversation as it persisted. Harry had his back to her in the shadows of the corner. She heard him speak softly.

"Hermione, I know you're there, so just tell me what you want," Harry started, hoping that she wasn't going to start in on him like Ron had.

"Don't worry Harry. I just want to know who it is you want to date so badly."

He sighed. This was not going to be easy. He mumbled something into his hands, purposely obscuring the words, hoping Hermione would face him for the answer. She put her hand on his shoulder and turned him to face her.

"What did you say, Harry?" Hermione didn't speak harshly, she actually spoke with care and sympathy in her voice.

"It's you." Harry said the two words bluntly, then kissed Hermione. She started to squirm, but Harry held her close. After a few seconds, Hermione realized what he was doing, and she understood. She kissed him back. Harry found his voice.

"Hermione, will you go out with me?" Harry spoke slowly, as if his words might hurt Hermione if he spoke too fast. She grinned.

"Of course I will, you stupid git," Hermione answered playfully.

With that, she tackled him with kisses.

-fin

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A/N: So, it was short, but sweet. How'd you like it? Please Review!

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