This is actually a chapter from "Looking Back On Love", but as I plan to take down that story, because I am not really fond of it, I thought this might be a ncie stand alone. I've always really liked this chapter. I hope you do too.

It sounds crazy. I know it. He knows it. The world knows it. Yet, I guess love is always crazy. Love is unpredictable, and unmerciful, it hits who it wants, not caring whether or not you're expecting it. Of all the aspects of magic they taught us at Hogwarts, love was never one of them. Oh how I would have loved for them to explain something like that to me. For, love is one of the few things you can't get from a book. There is no set meaning, no explanations, no examples. Love just is.

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Love just is, whatever it may be.
Love just is, you and me.
Nothing less and nothing more.
I don't know what I love you for, love just is.
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First day back from three longs months of agony without him. As the King's Cross station slowly comes into view, a part of my soul stirs back to life. I'm almost back where I belong. I can feel it inside of me. I can feel him in my heart, and his arms around my waist. I slowly drift off into my own world, as I make the familiar trip through the barrier, of 9 3/4, and into the world of wizarding, as I hear his voice.

"Well, hello love." He says, coming up behind me, his voice deeper than I remember, as his breath softly tickles the back of my neck, sending shivers up and down my spine. He sends me into a world, where only he and I reside. Only we understand. Only we are allowed in. And each time we go there, it takes me back to when our love was in the very beginning. It was in our fifth year, and I remember every second, every breath, every touch.

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"Hermione you cannot keep doing this to yourself." Harry said softly as he made his way down the dormitory staircase, and into the Gryffindor common room. His eyes made his way unto his best friend, a friend that he found himself suddenly infatuated with, without reason. She had her face buried in a book yet again, as she hurriedly made notes, and scanned facts through scores of pages. He shook his head, as he took a seat next to her, on one of the smaller scarlet colored couches.

"And how do you suggest I pass my OWLS, if I don't study? Do you have answer to that one Mr. Potter?" Hermione said with a chuckle, as she put her nose back into the books pages, and went on with her work.

"Oh, please Hermione, we both know that you could pass those things, without ever even opening a book. Let's not fool ourselves." Harry said truthfully, as he gently nudged her shoulder.

"I seriously doubt that" She replied, though she appeared to be quite mollified to the contrary, as a gentle blushing of the cheeks indicated. "Besides, aren't you supposed to be sleeping right about now? Why the change of heart?" She asked inquisitively, not wanting to believe that maybe it was just his way of wanting to spend time with her, she assumed that was just in her dreams. She never imagined that good, great, Harry Potter, could ever have feelings for her, just a lowly studious girl, just trying to make it by in the wizarding world. Of course she had his friendship, but she couldn't wish for more. There was just no way he could contain those types of feelings for her. Great things like that, just didn't happen to Hermione Granger, according to her at least.

"I couldn't sleep, I guess I just have a lot on my mind." He said truthfully, as he suddenly became very interested in his own forefinger, as he heard a very loud, very obvious yawn, from Ms. Granger. "It sounds like I'm not the only one who needs to get some sleep", he said seriously, as he turned his head to look her in the eyes.

"Oh no, I couldn't, there's far too much studying to do right now. I really mustn't go to sleep without finishing this Charms review, anyways." She said stifling yet another yawn.

"Come on Hermione, you need to get some sleep." Harry said, as he gently put his hand on her shoulder, thinking he could persuade her out of the Common room, and into her dormitory. Yet, she didn't budge.

"Seriously, I'm really not tired, I promise." She said, softly as she struggled to keep her eyelids parted, as she tried desperately to focus on her review. As she started to read the second paragraph, a soft gasp issued from her mouth, as she heard something that greatly surprised her. A melody, met her ears, though she didn't believe it at first.. Harry was singing to her, softly, coaxing her to sleep. A lullaby that she herself, was not familiar with. She took her attention from her review, as she instead focused on his voice, so she could comprehend the words falling from his mouth.

His voice softly sang the words:

"Stay awake, don't rest your headDon't lie down upon your bed
While the moon drifts in the skies
Stay awake, don't close your eyes

Though the world is fast asleep
Though your pillow's soft and deep
You're not sleepy as you seem
Stay awake, don't nod and dream
Stay awake, don't nod and dream"

As the last few words silently came to an end, she felt herself fall into a deep slumber, upon his shoulder. Her lips parted slightly, into an unmistakable smile.

"I love you Hermione", he said just above a whisper, as he wrapped his arms around her, and he too fell asleep, upon the couch, with his one true love. His mind not as troubled as he once thought. That's what love just is.

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