Chapter 1
A/N: Okay people. Here's the deal. This is my first Harry Potter fan fic. I've written many fan fics for Holes and I'm sorry to say that I don't have them on record to post up here. I don't really like Holes anymore anyways. Okay, I'm not sure if this will be a long fic or not. It all depends on you guys. So please read and review! If enough people like it I will make it longer or write another, it once again depends on what you, my readers want. So be sure to tell me in a review. Since this is my first HP fic just bear with me as I get everything straight. I hope you enjoy!
Hermione's point of view (POV)
Wow. I never noticed how green his eyes really are. The Hogwarts Express just went over a bump in the tracks and Harry's glasses came off. I got a really good look at his bloody gorgeous eyes as he picked them back up. Over the summer, he became more physically appealing. Although his hair is the same, raven black and hopelessly messy. He has well toned muscles, especially in his arms, chest and abs. Mainly because of Quidditch. He's not too bulky...not too cut-just right. Wait, I'm not supposed to think these things about my best friend. That's wrong. It's like Ron thinking that about me. Oh, I hope he doesn't. Then again, why would he? We're just friends. Of course, that's how I thought I felt about Harry.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione had a regular evening for the first day of school. They got of the train, got into the carriages and then went into the great hall and saw the first years get sorted. Although no one voiced it, they were all thinking about how quickly time had gone by. Why, it seemed like it was only yesterday that Harry had been in that shack on the rocks, wishing himself a happy birthday. It not too long ago, eleven-year-old Hermione was reading Gulliver's Travels when she was interrupted by a large owl at her window. It seemed like so time had passed since the time Ron had been pushing in-between his older brothers and fighting off his anxious little sister to get his first Hogwarts letter. As the Golden Trio reminisced some of their happier memories, they didn't notice a rather large commotion in the back of the great hall.
"What do you mean, she asked you? Why the hell would she do that?" yelled Dean Thomas, one of Ron, Harry, and Hermione's fellow 6th year Gryffindors.
"I don't know why," Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin, replied. "Maybe because she wanted to."
"Give me one good reason why she would want to," demanded Dean.
"Why does it matter to you?" questioned Malfoy.
"Boys, stop. Please. It's not a big deal. Dean, I am no longer going out with you, it is none of your business who I do or do not ask out," snapped Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister. She then stormed out of the room, closely followed by Malfoy.
Dean ran up to Ron.
"Your sister has just bloody asked Malfoy to be her boyfriend. And just as surprising, HE ACCEPTED!" He quickly informed him. Hermione and Harry simply stared at him in shock. Ron, however, didn't take it so well.
"WHAT?" he yelled, standing up from the table? "I'm gonna kill that ferret!"
"Ronald, calm down. You don't know the whole story. Let me go talk to her. You know she won't tell you anything," said Hermione. At that moment, Professor Karlimo, the new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, decided to come see what was going on.
"Children, is there a problem?" she asked suspiciously.
"No, professor," the four of them replied.
"Are you sure?" she inquired, the same suspicious gleam in her eye.
"Very, sure Professor," answered Harry.
"Alright. I'll let you go now, but one more thing out of any of you and you'll be in my office," she said, once again, very suspicious of them all.
"She's scary," commented Ron once she was out of earshot.
"You're telling me," said Seamus, suddenly in their conversation. Then, seeing as everyone finished eating and Ron was no longer hungry, they went back to their common room.
Later that evening, Hermione did talk to Ginny. She reported to Ron that Ginny had always slightly fancied Malfoy ever since she decided getting Harry was hopeless. She didn't plan for their relationship to get serious and just wanted a boyfriend for the sake of having one. Ron chose to not attack Malfoy, since so far there seemed to be no problems, but he intended to watch them like a hawk.
Harry's POV
Hermione is so beautiful. Why haven't I noticed this?
Because she's my best friend.
She's still absolutely gorgeous. I noticed this while we were working on a 3-rolls-of-parchment essay for Snape. I love the way her hair falls into her face as she writes. She has definitely changed over the summer. Her hair is about to the middle of her back and is no longer frizzy. It falls down her back in soft curls, and now has some natural blonde highlights from the sun. Her figure has also changed noticeably since our fifth year. She has become more, how should I say this, developed in all the right places.
It's crazy that I'm thinking about her this way. How can I?
Because you like her.
Great. Not only do I fancy my best friend, but I'm arguing with myself.
Hermione's POV
I can hardly stand to be in the same room as these two. Ron is still fuming because of Ginny and Malfoy, and Harry… Well, Harry is just so distracting! How can anyone expect me to concentrate on a potions essay when he's sitting right next to me? He smells really good for one thing. It's an indescribable scent. It's a wonderful smell though. So I'm trying to write a seemingly endless report on a Polyjuice potion and he's right next to me, smelling good. I know enough about the Polyjuice potion already, I learned about it in my 2nd year. I learned the hard way that it is not meant to be used for human-to-animal transformations. I didn't know it was cat hair…
Time goes by quickly when you're having fun, or trying to pretend you don't fancy your best friend. Before anyone realized it, it was late September and the first Hogsmeade weekend. Ron was going with his new girlfriend, Luna Lovegood. It didn't surprise Harry and Hermione at all when he announced that they were a couple. Ginny, of course, was going with Malfoy. Oddly enough, Malfoy had been fairly civil to Ron ever since Ginny asked him out. As far as anyone knew, he also treated Ginny like a princess. So this left Harry and Hermione. They were going to Hogsmeade and they were going together. Not as a couple, neither of them had gathered the courage to express their feelings for the other.
They sat in The Three Broomsticks, sipping butterbeer and talking as usual.
"Hey, Hermione?" said Harry.
"Yeah, Harry?"
"What do you think about getting Ginny, Luna, Ron, and I guess Malfoy together and going back to school?" he asked.
"What for?"
"I was thinking we could play a game."
"What game?"
"Truth or Dare," he replied mischievously.
"And pretend that we're fist years?" she said.
"Aw, come on, Hermione. It'll be fun, we can do it in an empty classroom or something," he pouted. "Please?"
Hermione's POV
Why did he have to pout at me? Why? He knows I always give in when he does that.
"Fine," I said.
"Thanks, Mione. It'll be fun, I promise," he said then hugged me. I love the way his body feels against mine, and I wasn't even completely pressed upon him. Why do I have to like him so much?
A/N: Sorry that was soshort boring but I had to set up the basics first, you know. It will get better, I promise. By the way, I have limited computer access so I might not be able to update as often as I want to. PLEASE REVIEW! I really need your input here ladies and gents. Also, if you want to, email me at
