Disclaimer--I own not a thing I talk about. Not Hogwarts, not Harry Potter, none of them. I'm feeling awful as it is about not owning them so please don't sue me.

Author's note--So I came up with this story idea while thinking about a Harry Potter fan fic I was reading on here so if this sounds anything like it please tell me so I can fix it up.

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The Grifynndor common room was dark except for the glow coming off the nearly out fire but that didn't make the two young students on the couch go up to bed not yet.

"Tell me." A young boy persisted of the girl next to him. This boy was no ordinary boy, well sure he was a wizard but not an ordinary wizard, he was The Boy Who Lived. His hair still the messy jet black as it was when he had first come to Hogwarts but he had changed. He was now 17 and nearly out of Hogwarts just a few more months.

"Nah-uh, Harry. I'm not telling you." The girl smiled and scooted away from him. She had been Harry's best friend but now she was more than that, she was his girlfriend. Hermione still had her know it all attitude at times but she had lost the bushy hair she had so loathed.

"You have to tell me." Harry moved closer so that she was at the end of the couch if she tried to scoot away anymore she would fall off. "Don't force me to..."

"Force you to do what?" Hermione realized she couldn't move away or else she would have to suffer the sore bottom and the utter humiliation of falling down at the wrong time and Harry would never let that one end.

"This." Harry moved his hands towards her.

"No! Harry, don't! Stop!" Hermione started laughing that little snark was tickling her! "Fine I'll tell you. Just stop." She felt his hands stop moving the moment she had said she would tell him. "Harry, what I'm not telling you is..." Harry leaned forward in anticipation for the secret she had been hiding from him all day. "That you are the greatest seeker and captain that Griffyndor has ever had. You're smart and witty and let's not forget that you're dashingly handsome."

Harry laughed and shook his head. "While all that is true, it's still not what I've been wanting to know but I shall find out Hermione Granger." With that Harry leaned over and caught her mouth in a kiss. Which Hermione returned thankful for the moment alone with him.

But they weren't alone.

In the shadows beyond the reach of the slow burning coals someone stood watching the happy couple. They could not believe what they were seeing. Of course they knew Harry and Hermione were an item. Everyone knew. But this person could not stand it. And, thought the person in the shadows, they will not be together for much longer if all goes to plan. Smiling from the thought the person went upstairs to bed leaving Harry and Hermione snogging on the couch without a clue of what was soon to come. Not a clue.

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So I know what you all wanna know "Who stole the lemons?" it was that person ( Actually what you want to know is "Who's spying on Harry and Hermione?" Haha I can't tell you yet.