Hey everyone, it's me again!

This is my next piece of Harry Potter fanfiction.

Which will be updated over time.

10 drabbles, all Harmony.

Here's my first piece, All Mine!

Read and review, thanks and enjoy!

10 Drabbles of Harmony

All Mine

Harry and Hermione had been together for a month now, after their surprise revelation at Hogwarts.

Harry and Hermione were sat next to each other on the couch in the empty common room.

They're both alone, the fire slowly dimming, everyone else in slumber, upstairs in their dormitories.

Both starting to feel sleepy, but both not talking, both too trapped in the ecstasy that was the other.

Both of them, too trapped up in their affection for the person next to them.

Hermione felt her eyes begin to feel heavy, she knew she would fall asleep real soon.

She knew she should tell Harry they should head up to their dormitories, but for some reason, she didn't want to move.

She was too comfortable how she was, sat right next to Harry, head leaned on his shoulder.

Harry felt the same, his head on her head, transfixed with her hair, how it glowed in the light of the fire.

Hermione couldn't help it; couldn't control it, she fell asleep right there and then, right next to Harry.

She unintentionally placed her head on his chest, and Harry looked down and smiled gently at her sleeping figure.

He knew she must have been tired, after all the studying she had done that day.

He didn't want to move, or he'd wake her, which he definetely didn't want to do.

So he just wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, keeping her warm.

And - as if by instinct - he started gently stroking her hair, her soft hair.

He had fancied Hermione for ages, and a month ago, had been happy when she loved him back, when they kissed.

He could still remember that day, sitting in the clock tower of Hogwarts.

Flashback.

Harry was sat in the Astronomy Tower, observing the sky, watching the stars as they shone in the evening sky.

Harry didn't notice Hermione come and lie herself next to him.

He only noticed, when Hermione suddenly spoke up, with a quiet; "Hi, Harry."

He didn't jump, he just smiled and replied, "Hi, 'Mione."

They just stayed like that, unintentionally moving closer to each other, just staring at the sky.

Then, as if some great powerful force made him do it, he grabbed Hermione's hand gently.

Hermione gasped quietly, but didn't move her hand, instead intertwining their fingers.

Harry just smiled at her, and she smiled back, getting lost in his green eyes.

Their faces inching ever closer together, their lips centimetres apart, their lips then joined together in a small kiss.

Hermione opened her eyes in surprise, realising she was kissing Harry Potter, THE Harry Potter; her long-time crush.

When they broke apart, about thirty seconds later, they were both out of breath, panting heavily, still staring into each other's eyes lovingly.

They then got up, and walked to the common room, hand-in-hand.

End of Flashback.

Harry couldn't stop thinking about Hermione day-in day-out.

For some reason, his feelings were stronger than what an average crush would feel like.

Then he made a sudden realisation, that he truly loved Hermione.

She was his, he was her's, he loved her.

He smiled to himself, at his sudden realisation.

And whispered out loud, quietly still; "Hermione you're always going to be mine, all the time, all mine."

The End

Thank you for reading my first out of 10 drabbles that will be published over time.

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