A/N: Hello. This is my first ever fanfic so I would like to know what you guys think of it. I wrote this about 4 and half years ago so I am sure that my writing has improved since this was written. Also bear in mind that this story is un-betaed so any grammatical mistakes are my own and I apologize in advance for them. Please enjoy and let me know what you think. Unfortunately I do not own Harry Potter.

Chapter One: Dreams and Past Memories

Harry turned his head just as the compartment door flew open. It seemed there was an endless amount of interruptions on this journey. Then in walked the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

"Has anyone seen Neville's toad? Oh, you're doing magic, let's see." Hermione said.

Harry's heart started doing back flips as soon as he heard her voice. Then everything fast-forwarded to the first time he had ever set foot inside Number 12 Grimmwald Place. He cautiously opened the door and was instantly smothered with a hug from Hermione. The relief and happiness he felt was so incredible. (BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!).

Damn that stupid alarm clock, Harry thought as he tried to hide under the covers and pick up where his dream left off. After several minutes he realized it was no use and gave up.

For what had seemed like forever his dreams kept haunting him. First it had been about Voldemort, but now that he was gone Harry's dreams had been replaced by yet another problem. Every night he would dream about all the times that he had spent with Hermione and how she had always been there for him. It wasn't that he didn't know how he felt her. I love her thought Harry. It's just that he was too afraid if he let her know it might foul up their friendship.

"What am I going to do," Harry said to himself.

Well, at least he didn't have to deal with worry about how Ron felt about Hermione anymore.

--Flashback--

"Ron," shouted Harry as he walked in to Ron's room reading the Daily Prophet. "I just thought you'd like to see what th- OH Shit." Harry quickly turned and walked right back out the door. He had walked in on Ron and Luna having a hard-core snogging session. His heart did a somersault and at the same time he was shocked.

I thought he liked Hermione.

Well, he must not if he was trying to remove Luna's tonsils with his tongue. At the thought of this Harry felt as if he could do a back flip, but his desire all but disappeared when he thought

What if he does like her and is just with Luna till they get together? Harry didn't think Ron would do this but stranger things had happened before. He decided the only way to know for certain was to ask Ron.

Harry tried desperately for the rest of the day to get Ron alone so he could ask him but he never got the chance until that night after dinner.

The rest of the Weaslys, Hermione, and Luna were sitting in front of the fire at the Burrow and Ron was just on his way to join them when he heard Harry yell from upstairs.

"Hey Ron can you come up here for a minute, I need some help with the firebolt."

Not totally liking the idea but since Harry hadn't made fun of him for snogging Luna, Ron agreed.

"On my way up, mate," yelled Ron.

When he got inside Harry's room he looked around and saw the Firebolt in its usual spot. "Hey, what's the big deal?" he asked.

"Sit down Ron. I need to ask you something", barked Harry.

Ron had a feeling he knew where this was going, but the sound of Harry's voice and the look on his face made him think he was way off track. He decided it wouldn't be a good idea to say no. "What is it Harry?" he asked.

Instantly the glare Harry gave Ron turned into smile. "You should have seen yourself." Harry chuckled. "What did you think I was going to do, pound you into the floor?"

"I-I-I didn't really know." said Ron turning slightly red. "Anyway, why did you want me up here? There's nothing wrong with the Firebolt, or so it seems, so what do you want?"

"I was just curious as to what was going on between you and Luna." said Harry giving him an evil grin.

"W-W-Well it all started the night we fought Voldemort. She saved my back loads of time throughout the battle and no matter how terrible the battle was, she stood by me. When the fighting was over we were checking to make sure that everyone was okay and I just felt this urge to hold her hand and I did. At first I thought she was mad because she wasn't saying anything and then I looked up at her. She was staring right into my eyes and was almost crying. She started to tell me she had liked me for a long time and that she hoped that this would happen. It was then that I realized exactly how much she had come to be a part of our little group and how much I truly cared for her." said Ron, turning a deep red.

For a second Harry just sat there thinking about all that Ron had just said. When he finally snapped out of it he asked, "Wait, so what happened to you and Hermione?"

"What me and Hermione?" asked Ron with a puzzled face.

"Well, you two always acted as if you liked each other, so I thought there was something there." said Harry.

"I know it might have seemed that way sometimes but we are too close of friends. It just would never work between us. She and I have talked about this and she feels the same way. Besides if I was with her, I never would have found Luna." he smirked.

"I see. Well, congratulations man. I hope that it works out. Now let's head back down to the fire." said Harry trying to conceal his happiness.

--End Flashback--

Now all Harry had to deal with was how he was going to tell Hermione. If he even was.

What if she only thinks of me as a friend as she does with Ron? If I can't have her as more than that then I at least want her to be my friend. I don't know what I would do without her, Harry thought.

He was so completely lost in his thoughts he hadn't heard the owl with the Daily Prophet knocking on the window. Harry jumped out to open the window and the owl swooped in. After dropping the paper the owl nipped Harry on the hand to show his dissatisfaction before flying angrily out of the window.

"Ouch!" Harry cried and looked down at his finger only to see that it was bleeding. Picking up his wand, he pointed it at the cut and sealed it shut. This is going to be a long day, thought Harry, at least I get to look forward to lunch with Ron and Hermione. Harry was so happy it was his day off. He was going to be able to spend time with the two people who meant the most to him in the entire world. The whole week had been chaos at the ministry. Even now that Voldemort was gone more than a year, the Death Eaters were still causing problems. This week they had attempted to kidnap a muggle ambassador as he was on his way to his home country. Harry and the rest of the aurors managed to quickly gain control of the situation, but they still had to go through all the work of covering it up and doing all the subsequent paperwork. With the final thought of seeing his friends he got in the shower to get ready for the day.

-------

Hermione walked out of the bathroom while wrapping her hair up in a towel and trying to decide what she was going to wear to lunch with Ron and Harry that day. She was so happy she was finally going to be seeing them. It wasn't as if she had cut them out of her life, but the position of transfiguration teacher at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was a bit time consuming. She was headed towards the closet when she looked at her desk and froze. It was covered with pictures of her and Harry. Her mind swam with memories.

I wish I could tell him how much I love him, she thought letting tears roll down her face. I'm just so afraid of what it would do to our relationship. Besides, he's probably already dating some incredibly attractive girl. Sighing she got up and made her way over to her closet to sort out what she was going to wear that day.

--------

After showering and picking out his clothes for the day, Harry picked up a picture of Hermione and him that was taken one day when they had decided to go to the park together. That had to have been one of the best days of my life, thought Harry as he looked down at the picture. God, everything that day seemed to just be perfect. I just wish I could have gotten up the courage to tell her that day. Funny that I can defeat the most powerful wizard that ever lived but I can't get up the courage to tell the girl of my dreams I love her.

Click. Click. Click. Harry looked up at the window to see another owl zooming around the outside of his window. He opened the window and Pig tumbled onto his bed. "Well, what has Ron got for me today." said Harry untying the letter from Pig's leg. As soon as he was done the little owl hooted and zoomed off back through the window.

Dear Harry,

I'm sorry I can't make it to lunch today with you and Hermione. Training has just been terribly hectic lately and since this is the first time I've been home in awhile I have to take care of some issues. I think we are going to have a really good shot at winning the World Cup this year. Tell Hermione I'm truly sorry I couldn't make it and feel free to fill her in on all the situation with me and Luna as I plan on asking her soon!

Ron

Harry's heart leapt as he finished reading the letter. Not that he didn't want Ron to be there, but maybe now that it was only the two of them he might be able to get a better understanding of how she felt. This is going to be an interesting day, Harry thought as he walked out the door.

A/N: Well here is the end of the first chapter. Please review and let me know what you think about it and if I should post the second chapter.

"May our delusions never die"