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Hermione sighed. She'd been doing this a lot this year ever since You-know...Voldemort (she corrected herself. There's no logic in fearing a name. She mentally chided herself) came back. And there's also that horrid Umbridge woman. Speaking of the devil, it's her class in ten minutes.

She was coming back from Arithmancy class. Harry and Ron had divination. They would meet in the DADA classroom. She hoped that today Harry would be able to finish the class without getting a single detention. He'd just finished the recent batch yesterday and his hand just barely finished bleeding.

As she rounded the corner she came face to face with Harry. He was panting as if he came running from the north tower.

"Hermione." He breathed.

"Harry! Why are you running like this. Filch will give you detention if he cathes you."

"Forget Filch. I've something important to tell you"

"Can't this wait?" She asked irritably. "We've class in just ten minutes."

"No, this can't wait. It's very urgent. And it's also very important that I tell you now."

Hermione took a good look at him. He still looked breathless. Maybe his scar was troubling him. Maybe he had another vision in the divination classroom. Maybe this was urgent. Plus those green eyes of him was pleading her to listen to him. Damn those eyes they're always a weakness of her. So she decided to listen to him.

"Okay. But be quick. If Umbridge catches us talking here she might give you a detention. She just wants any reason to give you one." She said in a commanding tone.

Harry looked relived and nervous at the same time. "Come with me." He said pulling her towards the end of the corridor. "I know just the place for us to talk peacefully.

Reaching the end of the corridor he opened a door and shoved her inside. Then he too got inside and locked the door. He also used some locking spell to be more cautious.

It was pitch black inside. After she cast a 'lumos' she realized that Harry's good place for talking was a...," Broom closet!" She said incredulously. "You think Umbridge won't give you detention if she finds you here?"

"She won't find us here." Harry absentmindedly said. Then he straightened up and said, "Now will you be quiet and let me say something?"

She flushed. She had this tendency of rambling. So she nodded to him and waited for him to start talking.

But nothing came. Harry was fidgeting and looking at his shoes as if they were the most interesting thing in this whole world. So she waited some more. After another thirty seconds of waiting she snapped.

"Harry! Are you gonna talk anytime in this century? We've class in five minutes."

He looked up from his shoes. Took a very deep breath. Opened his mouth to say something and closed it again. Then he tried again. But just opened his mouth and closed it again.

After seeing him trying to do a gold fish impression for sometimes Hermione had enough she turned to go back to class. As she was done unlocking the door she heard Harry say something in a rush. She could not quite catch it.

"Would you mind saying it again. And this time utter a sigle syllable at a time." She said in a very calm voice though she was getting quite irritated with every passing second.

Harry closed his eyes breathed out like he was trying to resolve himself.

"Hermione, would you like to go to hogsmade with me?" He said very slowly.

'Harry asked me! Harry asked me!' It was going on and on in her head. Harry her best friend, the boy on whom she had a crush on since third year had asked her. She wanted to say yes immediately but she thought she would let him sweat for some time.

"This is your important thing! Harry, we always go to hogsmade together." She said innocently.

"No, yes but... I mean yes this is my important thing. I mean would you like to go on a date with me?"
Harry nervously said.

"You're asking me on a date!" Hermione feigned surprise. "But don't you like Cho?"

This time she didn't have to feign that much. Because Harry did like Cho, the asian beauty. She cursed herself mentally. Why'd she had to bring it up when Harry had finally asked her out.

"What? Cho ? No I don't like her. Well I liked her for a very short time in third year."

"But you asked her to the Yule Ball. Why'd you ask her if you didn't like her?" She asked him confusedly.

"Yeah, I asked her but she wasn't my first choice."

"She wasn't? Then who? Who was your first choice?"

"You."

"Me!" She asked. This time she didn't have to feign surprise at all.

"Yes, you." He replied calmly, "But I was late. As I was gathering my courage to ask you out Krum beat me to it. I saw him asking you in the library and I kept quiet. Today some boys were talking about hosmade and who they'd ask. That's why I'm asking you out now. This time I don't want to be late.I really like you. More than a friend. That's why I want to go to hogsmade together and it won't be like our usual tour. It would be just you and me and we will be doing whatever stuff they do at dates."

By this point he was rambling. So Hermione decided to calm him down. She put a finger on his lip and said,"Yes."

"Yes we could go to three broomsticks and we can... Wait, what ? Did you just say yes?"Harry asked eyes open wide.

"Yes."

"Yes, what? Yes, that you said yes or yes,that you'd go out with me."

Hermione laughed. He was so adorable. But looking at his eyes she understood he really didn't have a clue. So she decided to free him from his misery.

"Yes, Harry I would like to go out with you."

Harry exhaled a breath noisily. He looked relieved and happy and excited.

"Really?"

Hermione stepped forward and grabbed his hands with her own. "Really. I would like it very much to go on a date with you. Because you know what I like you too more than a friend."

Harry was now grinning like an idiot. "You don't know how much it relives me. I was so scared."

"There's nothing to be scared of Harry. Its just me.'' She said still holding his hands.

" Yeah." He said looking down at their joined hands. Then suddenly he asked, "Hey, Hermione, can I kiss you?"

"What?" Hermione squeaked.

"No... I mean can I kiss you? I know we haven't dated yet. But we do know each other for so long so we can forgo formalities and kiss we don't have to follow the rules. I never liked following them anyways."

There he was rambling again. 'What am I gonna do with him.' She thought fondly. She put her hand on his cheek that made him stop and look at her.

"Harry! Shut up." Closing the distance she looked up at him and said, "kiss me."

Harry's breath hitched up. He looked down at her and lowered his head. Hermione closed her eyes. This was finally happening. She's going to kiss her best friend.

"Wait! What if we don't like it? It would be weird." Harry said stopping millimeter away from her lips. His breath hot against her lips.

Hermione sighed. "Harry you're thinking too hard again. If this Doesn't work out nothing will be weird. We're best friends remember."

"Yes, we are." Harry smiled softy and lean down to touch her lips.

Hermione stood on her toes and met his lips halfway. There was no fireworks, no explosion when their lips touched. But she was burning, her entire body was on fire. There was nothing in the world only him and his soft lips on her.

When they separated Harry rested his forehead on hers and said, "Nope, no weird at all."

But Hermione was done with all the talking so she pulled down his head and locked their lips again.

Coming up for breath Harry said panting, "Hermione we're gonna be late for Umbridge's class."

Pulling his head down again Hermione said, "Well, I don't give a damn."

When they arrived twenty minutes late for class panting and disheveled it looked like Umbridge's Christmas had come two months early.

Sitting on her seat Hermione sighed happily. Well Harry couldn't quite make it out of the classroom without getting a detention but this time he'd have her to keep him company.

AN: This is my first attempt at writing fanfiction. Please let me know how I did.