A/N: Hi, Jaden Clark_GX here. Yeah, I'm back since Summer school has been over and I'm glad to just be able to relax for a while. Anyways, this wasn't intended because it was for my English class but it became a fanfic in the end. A special someone inspired this as well so I hope you guys will enjoy it.

Due to FN's tech problem, I had to re-upload my fic. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Thank you!

Ok, some of the italics are thoughts and some are dream sequences. But the dream sequences will be obvious.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry or Hermione. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. And the quote "You don't meet a girl like that every once in your life time" doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Disney but I tweaked it a little. Except for the plot, my imagination and creativity belongs to me. No copyright infringement is intended and I'm not making money out of this. This is just for fun. R&R please! Thank you!

Dreaming of You

By: Jaden Clark_GX

A thin, and well toned bodied boy with unruly hair and a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead woke up with a start, his lightning bolt shaped scar hurting him more than usual. He was panting and sweating like he had ran a marathon.

He rubbed his pained forehead and winced, as he got out of bed. The boy looked out of the window at how beautiful the day was going to turn out to be as he stretched, smiling. This was non other than the boy who lived, Harry Potter.

He took a shower and dressed in his Quidditch robe as he darted out of the Gryffindor dormitory with his broom in hand.

Harry was alone when he got to the field, of course, since all of the others are still in bed.

But this is how he liked the Quidditch field to be at the moment: peace and quiet. It was just him and the whole Quidditch field.

Harry closed his eyes for a moment and smiled at the thought, then he opened them again and walked towards the chest he had brought out of the Quidditch equipment room.

He smiled when he saw the small golden ball with the small wings on either side of it.

It's time to practice!Harry thought with a smile still visible on his face. He unlocked the latch that binded the snitch, it flew in front of his face as it flew away towards the sky.

Harry grinned as he got on his Nimbus 3000 and zoomed after it. He looked around for the snitch when he spotted the it by the flag post; Harry flew towards it.

He stood up on his broomstick as he always did and made a grab for it but he lost his balance and fell towards the ground, snitch in hand.

Hermione Granger woke up with a gasp. What does it all mean? She thought, scratching her head as she looked around her dorm room. It was just herself, since this was the Head Girl dorm and her best friend, Harry Potter's room is right down the hallway from hers.

She sighed and stared down at her bed, for she had just woke up from a wonderful but embarrassing dream as she can't seem to stop smiling and blushing at the same time.

Hermione stretched and yawned, smiling at the visions in her dream again as she got out of bed. This is ridiculous! It's never going to come true, Hermione! This is your best friend we're talking about here, especially when he's Harry Potter! So you might as well forget it. She told herself, sighing sadly.

Hermione shook her head and took a shower quickly since there was something she wanted to do. But for the first time in her life, it didn't involve books.

Though it did have something to do with a certain wizard that can make her heart beat faster than any exam she have had. She smiled and blushed at the thought of him as she got out of the shower and got dressed.

Hermione wanted to tell Harry about her dream, but thought better of it. She still wanted to see him, so she went to the Head Boy's dorm and looked in by the doorway after she told the password to the portrait.

Hermione was sad and disappointed when she saw his messy and empty bed.

Then suddenly, her face lit up when she thought of the place she could look for him and the only place he'd liked to be. Hermione grinned from ear to ear and ran out towards the Quidditch field.

Out on the field, Harry dropped down and hit his head along with the rest of his body after he had hit the ground. "Ow!" He said, wincing.

He tried to get up but fell back down again as his arm hurt and so does his head, but Harry knew he was ok because he can still remember everything that had happened. He winced again as he tried to sit up with difficulty but failed once again.

Harry sighed as he laid there, staring up at the sky and wondered if anyone would ever come and rescue him from this state he was in.

Just then, a beaming Hermione came running out towards the field and she was looking around for something.

But she stopped as she seemed to have found what she was looking for and stood there looking at Harry with her mouth hung open in shock.

Why is she standing there looking at me like that if she was looking for something? Harry wondered. But boy, am I glad to see you, Hermione! He thought, a smile creeping up on his face.

"Harry!" Hermione called out and ran out towards him onto the field. She looked down at him with worry and concern when she reached him.

"What happened, Harry?" Hermione asked. Harry winced as he tried to sit up again.

"I fell off of my broom when I was trying to make a grab for the snitch during practice, Hermione." He told her. "But now my arm hurts and I can't seem to get up."

Without thinking, Hermione chanted the spell as she pointed her wand at Harry.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" She said and Harry started to levitate off of the ground.

Hermione levitated Harry and floated him to the hospital wing, smiling at the familiar surroundings around her when they got there.

Harry sighed since this had been the billionth time that he had been here, and every single time was for one thing or another.

Madam Pomfrey walked over as Hermione set Harry down gently on one of the empty beds.

She smiled and looked at the nurse as Madam Pomfrey came over to see what had happened. "Miss Granger, what happened to Mister Potter this time?" the school nurse asked, since she had seen Harry and attends to him for his injuries from Quidditch often.

Hermione smiled and looked at Harry, then back at Madam Pomfrey again. "Well, he fell from his broom while he was trying to catch the snitch during practice and hurt his arm again." She told the nurse.

Madam Pomfrey nodded and smiled. "I see." She said as she looked at Harry.

"Mister Potter, you need to be more careful and take better care of yourself, don't you think?" the nurse asked.

Harry blushed and nodded, knowing that the nurse is well intended. "Yeah, I know, Madam Pomfrey. I should have...but unfortunately, I love Quidditch." He told her.

"Well, you should try to be more careful next time, mister Potter!" Said Madam Pomfrey and Harry nodded sullenly.

He turned to Hermione and smiled. "Thank you, Mione! You always seemed to come to my rescue when I need it." Said Harry. This made Hermione blush and she smiled as she looked down shyly.

"You're welcome, Harry." She replied. Harry nodded and smiled.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot! Can you help me put the equipments away out on the Quidditch field?" He asked as he reached out to give her the snitch and the equipment room key. Hermione smiled and nodded, taking both the snitch and the key with her.

"Sure, Harry!" She said. Harry smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Mione!" he told her appreciatively as he sighed and stared up at the ceiling after she had left.

"You have such a wonderful friend, Mister Potter!" Madam Pomfrey said, smiling. Harry nodded with a goofy smile on his face, grinning.

"Yeah, I know." he told the nurse. "I'm very thankful that I do."

Madam Pomfrey nodded and smiled. "Remember that you do, mister Potter, and don't let her go. She's smart, beautiful and bright...You don't meet a girl like that every once in your life time!" she said. "But you don't have to take my word for it, mister Potter."

Harry smiled and nodded as Madam Pomfrey prepared a pain killer potion for him. She handed him the drink and Harry made a face as he gulped the concotion down his throat.

"Well, you can't really expect pumpkin juice out of this stuff, mister Potter." Madam Pomfrey said.

Harry shook his head as he laid back down on the bed again.

"I'm sorry it isn't but it will help you feel better. So, you should get some rest and your arm will get better in the morning, mister Potter." the nurse told him.

Harry smiled at her and nodded. "Thank you, Madam Pomfrey!" he told the nurse as she walked out.

Harry smiled as he stared back at the ceiling, thinking of a certain brown haired witch out on the Quidditch field who was helping him put away the Quidditch equipments.

He sighed contentedly as sleep overpowered him and he drifted off, dreaming of himself and Hermione as kids while he stared after her in Potions class again.

"What are the ingredients to make a Polyjuice Potion, Mister Potter?" Snape asked. "I don't know, sir." Harry had replied, embarrassed. Hermione raised her arm up eagerly to answer the question, while Harry sat next to her and couldn't answer any of them. Harry chuckled at his own foolishness in his sleep and he smiled. Then he knew nothing more as he drifted off into a deep sleep.

Hermione ran back in with a big grin on her face, quite proud of herself that she hauled a chest that felt about fifty pounds back into the Quiddtich equipment room. "Harry, I..." She said, but stopped when she realized he had fallen asleep.

Hermione smiled as she walked over and set the Quidditch equipment room key down by Harry's bedside table. Then she help take his glasses off and set it down by his bedside table as well. Harry groaned and rested his hurt arm on his stomach, but continued to sleep nonetheless.

Hermione pulled up a chair and sat in front of his bed, staring at her best friend who had this goofy grin on his face while he slept.

Hermione smiled as she caressed his face gently and stroked his hair back, brushing it out of his eyes.

He's so cute when he's sleeping. She thought as she looked at him, but blushed when she remembered her dream again.

Harry smiled as he continued to dream of himself and Hermione laughing and joking around while they walked out of their classes together with their best friend, Ronald Weasley while they were still in their third year.

Hermione kept looking at him dreamily and yawned as sleep over took her. Hmmm...I think I'll just rest here for a while with Harry. Maybe he and I can go to Hogsmead after we finished studying when his arm gets better. She thought, smiling.

Hermione rested her head on top of her stacked hands at the edge of Harry's bed and fell asleep. She smiled and blushed as she dreamed of a certain boy with unruly hair and a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, of whom have the most power over her heart...

To be continued...

A/N: Well, what do you guys think? Did you like it? Tell me in a review because I didn't get it beta checked so I hope it's alright. Anyways, I won't upload the second chapter after I get a certain number of reviews. So, please give me an honest critique. Thank you!

Sincerely,

JadenClark_GX