My first Harmony fanfic (Hermione and Harry)

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DarkPheonix666

Harry was sat by the window ledge quietly as the fire in the boys common room glowed brightly; its warmth filling the room making it cosy and comfortable.

It as a cold cloudy day; light snow fell from the sky making it slightly chilly but not freezing. A light frost covered the windows, ground and castle but not yet cold enough to need scarves or thick coats; but most certainly a jumper.

He had been thinking a lot about his relationship to Hermione lately; they were labelled as "Friends" and they had started off that way...but as they had matured those feelings had changed greatly.

Hermione was still a bookworm, the voice of reason, smartest one in the group and always able to outsmart others. However since their childhood she had changed a lot since then; in many ways.

Her cute, sweet face had become more shapely with rosy cheeks, perky lips, long eyelashes, good cheekbones and alluring dark brown eyes. Her body had become more curvy, well toned and well built. She was a beautiful woman with a smile that made his heart race.

Thinking about her made his heart race even now; warm and fluttering like a bird. It was both painful and wonderful at the same time and he never wanted this feeling to end.

However he was scared to tell her these feelings; scared of what would happen and how she would react.

One the one hand she would probably think him weird, sweet and adorable; playing a joke on her and laugh it off. Their friendship would remain and his love would never be requited forever stuck in this sadness and try to forget her (if he could).

On the other hand she would become angry, upset and insulted. Calling it indecent that he profess his love when she is with Ron. Their friendship would be dented; she would avoid him until they had an argument and later forgot it and got on with their lives (which he hoped would never happen).

But...on the rare exception that he wished, hoped and dreamed for; Hermione would be blown away, shy, shocked and embarrassed. But she would also be joyful, emotional and accepting...and hopefully accept his love.

He sighed heavily removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index finger. He was a fool; but a fool in love with his best friend; his brave, intelligent and beautiful best friend.

"Harry you ok?" a concerned voice said cautiously from beside him. It sounded familiar but he wasn't sure of who it belonged to.

Harry quickly placed his glasses back on his face; his blurry vision returned normal and he saw that Neville was standing beside him.

"Just thinking Neville; just thinking" Harry sighed heavily in a frustrated tone. His heart and mind were so full of her it was driving him insane.

Neville gave him a sympathetic look and sat down beside him; he cared a lot about Harry; he was the first friend he had made when he started Hogwarts. Even now Harry had still remained his friend even if Ron and Hermione were his closest.

"You're in love aren't you?" Neville said firmly in a slightly teasing tone. He had his suspicions for a while but now he was completely sure.

He had been distant, lost in thought a lot; he seemed to have something/someone on his mind 24/7. He was always sighing and many times had he spotted Harry watching that person from afar. He always seemed forlorn or lovelorn; sometimes even in pain his face even showing it.

Harry chuckled in amusement; it seemed Neville wasn't as simple as he always seemed. He would have to watch his back. "Guess you got me" Harry joked bitterly; he was hurting inside so he would sound cruel.

He didn't mean to sound like a jerk; he didn't want to upset anyone with his outbursts. He was just so lost, confused and angry; he wanted to say those words to her so much but it seemed almost impossible. He knew one day he would experience these complications just not now; and not with someone who belonged to someone else. It was tearing him apart inside and it felt like a knife stabbing him again and again in the heart.

Usually if people were cruel, harsh or mean to them Neville would get upset and say something spiteful back. However he could understand how Harry was feeling; he had deep romantic feelings for a person who he felt he could never have.

"Its Hermione isn't it" Neville said bluntly in a solemn tone. It wasn't hard to guess they had known each other for some time and even other students had mistaken them for a couple. But they really did make an amazing pair.

Harry went quiet his expression hurt yet longing; he had loved her for such a long time; and so deeply. Yet he was so scared and confused about how things would turn out and how it would affect everyone else.

Neville sighed heavily; he wasn't blind to Harry's problems; Hermione and Ron had just started dating but he wasn't blind to their dysfunctional relationship filled with arguments, petty squabbles and relentless jealousy on Ron's half.

However Harry loved her relentlessly while respecting her relationship with Ron. He was mature about it while rejecting the pain in his heart. He could never tell Ron this as it would tear him apart.

"Listen Harry I know this is weird coming from a nerdy, cowardly, small and very nerdy guy who can't even tell the girl he loves he likes her; but you need to tell her how you feel" Neville said firmly with a caring tone.

"But...She is...what if...our friendship" Harry stammered anxiously. He so badly wanted to be with her yet his heart was so full of complex emotions.

"You'll never know unless you try; and despite you believing she will say NO she may actually be feeling the same way?" Neville asked sharply.

Harry was a kind person who loved his friends like a family; he stood up for others and protected those close to him. However his kindness often stood in the way of his own happiness which worried his friends greatly.

However when it came to love Harry was perfect due to his kindness; he would never cheat, never start petty arguments, would deeply trust and respect that person; while treating them like no other in other words a treasure. Many girls crushed on Harry but were too shy to approach or believed he was with Hermione.

Harry was both stunned and surprised at receiving such wise words from Neville; he really had matured somewhat since they were kids. It was rather admirable.

Eventually he got to his feet; grabbed his scarf and ran towards the doorway; he knew what he had to do no matter what the consequences. He turned to Neville before leaving "tell Hermione to meet me in the courtyard in 20 minutes" he said quickly and shut the door behind him.

Neville sat where he was for a short time then smiled admirably; he felt good about being able to give Harry confidence and hoped things went well. Eventually he got to his feet and headed in the direction of the girls common room