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"Why is this so hard? It was easier with Cho, and I liked her too." Harry thought miserably. Harry was aboard the Hogwarts Express in a compartment with his closest friends. Neville, Ginny and Ron were discussing Quidditch, Luna was reading the latest edition of The Quibbler, and Hermione was sitting against the window, reading her possibly favorite book, Hogwarts: A History.

"She looks so cute when she is reading like that. God, I wish I could tell her how I feel." Yes, Harry James Potter, The Boy- Who- Lived has fallen in love with his best friend, Hermione Jane Granger, and he did not deny it. She was very pretty. What with her Golden Brown hair, gorgeous, bright brown eyes, and her amazing personality. She was an angel sent from Heaven above.

"But if I did tell her, Ron would be furious. And Ginny, oh Ginny, she would be heartbroken. I mean, everyone knows that Ron has liked Hermione for ages, and I don't think Ginny has gotten over her crush on me. And Hermione! What would she say? She'd be shocked, furious, or I don't know! If I don't tell her though, I won't be with the love of my life. I just need the perfect way to tell her." Harry thought inside his head.

"Oi, Harry!" a voice yelled at Harry.

"What?" answered Harry, snapped out of his thoughts.

"I was asking you what you thought of the Chudley Cannons for the tenth time!" Ron exclaimed at Harry.

"Can you please be quieter, I am trying to read you know." a female voice asked Ron.

"Well, Hermione, if Harry had answered me in the first place, I wouldn't have yelled!" Ron snapped at Hermione.

"You still could have been quieter!" Hermione snapped back at Ron.

"Will you two stop it already?" Harry yelled before Ron could retort back at Hermione, who was now glaring in such a Mrs. Weasley way, her arms crossed on her chest. "We're not even at Hogwarts yet. The least you could do is not fight until we're there."

After much silence, the two sat back down and continued what they were originally doing. Since the dispute was settled, Harry joined Ron's and Neville discussion on Quidditch, while Ginny talked to Luna about The Quibbler. Hermione, however, reached for her book, dusted it off, and continued to read from where she left off.

The castle came into view, so they decided to put on their school robes and get ready to leave. The train came to a complete stop and they all hurried out to get a carriage to themselves. Ginny, Neville and Luna sat on one side, while Harry, Hermione, and Ron sat on the other. Ironically, Harry ended up sitting next to Hermione, which made him all nervous again.

"A whole new year, a fresh new start!" sighed Hermione. Harry smiled. The thought of new learning opportunities always excited Hermione.

"I wonder how many books in the library Hermione has read already." Before Harry could ponder that, the carriage stopped and everyone was getting out. As Hermione was stepping out, she slipped and almost fell to the ground. Harry quickly reached out and grabbed her waist, holding her close. (A/N: sigh Too bad that's not me. ) Harry could smell the scent of her hair, the scent of Sweet Vanilla filling his nostrils. Oh, how he would love to bury his face within those curls.

"Oh, thanks Harry." Hermione said.

"Err, your welcome." Harry said letting go of her waist and leading the way into the Great Hall to wait for the Sorting to begin.

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