*Feelings You Can't Deny*

*By:Lady Lip Smacker*

Authors Note: Hi! I'm Lady Lip Smacker and I'm new here! Now I'm not going to ask you to pity me because I'm new. I hate it when people say that just because they're new you have to take it easy on them. Anyways, this is my story Feelings You Can't Deny and I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Rating: PG

Summary: Its summer vacation, after the fourth year. The Weasly invite Harry and Hermione to spend the month of August at the Burrow. Romance strikes. R/H Romance.

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Hermione Granger rubbed her eyes as she woke up. It was nine o'clock which was late for Hermione, since she normally woke up around seven, due to her internal clock. She looked around the room just as Crookshanks jumped up on the bed.

"Morning Crookie," she cooed as she pet her cat and kissed its head.

Hermione's room was a big reflection of Hermione's personality. She had a large bed with a quilt her mother had made for her. She had a large desk that contained her school supplies and next to that was a large bookshelf, filled with her magical, and non-magical books.

Slowly she stepped out of bed and sunk her toes in her deep, off-white carpet. She smiled as she looked around her room. Today was the last day she would see it. She was going to spend the rest of her summer at the Burrow with Harry and Ron.

Hermione quickly, got dressed and checked her trunk to make sure she had everything. Once she was sure, she headed down for breakfast.

The Granger household was a very comfortable house and was not very fancy. Her parents, as they were both dentists had a special lab downstairs where they worked on creating, retainers and other things used to correct teeth.

Hermione walked into the kitched where her mother was setting the table up for breakfast. She smiled at her mother.

"Morning mum, wheres dad?" She asked as she settled into her seat.

"He's downstairs working. Very busy and is going to skip breakfast," her mother replied as she set some toast down for Hermione.

Hermione ate quickly. The Weaslys were going to pick her up at noon and she wanted to talk to her dad before she left. After putting her plate in the sink, she made her way downstairs to see her father.

"Hi dad," Hermione said, sitting down on a stool near her father. Her father looked up and smiled.

"Good morning, Hermione. Did you sleep well?" said her father. Hermione smiled and shrugged.

"Alright. I was kind of anxious to see my friends again so I drifted off late," she replied twirling a lock of hair.

"Oh. Well, you shouldn't be to tired today. Those Weasly's will keep you up and running," her father said with a mischeivious glint in his eyes. Her father knew she had a slight crush on Ron.

"Very funny," she said trying her best to seem annoyed.

"You go on upstairs and wait. Watch some t.v. I've got alot of work to do down here," he said. Hermione nodded and headed slowly upstairs. She sat down in one of the family's LazEboy chairs and began to read.

Ding Dong! Hermione looked up at the clock. It was twelve. The Weaslys were here.

"Mum! Dad! They're here!" She yelled as she went to answer the door. She could hear her parents coming to the door.

"Hi!" She said as she opened the door. There was Mr. Weasly, Ron, and Harry. They were all smiling. She beckoned them in.

Mr. Weasly shook hands with Mr. and Mrs. Granger while Harry and Ron helped pull her trunk towards the car.

"So, miss us?" Harry asked smiling. Hermione laughed and hugged each one of them.

"Did you visit Vicky?" Ron asked, looking positively revolted when he said Vicktor's "nickname".

"Its Victor and no I did not go to visit him. I don't see why you care." Hermione said, pushing her nose up a little. Ron rolled his eyes.

"I thought you were going to Bulgaria to visit him? Isn't that what he asked?" Ron said. Hermione gave him her look and sighed.

"Will you give it up?" Hermione asked aggrivated. Harry smiled.

"We just got into the car and your arguing already!" He exclaimed as they began to drive.

Hermione was silent. She didn't want to argue with Ron. He just got to her so much.

Ron gave Harry a look and sat back against the car seat and folded his arms over his chest. Harry sighed and they were probably all thinking the same thing.

This was going to be a long month.

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When they got to the Burrow, Harry and Hermione were bombarded by Mrs. Weasly. She ran over to them, hugged them hard and gave them each a kiss. Hermione loved Mrs. Weasly. She was so nice and caring.

"Hi everyone!" Hermione said. Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George and Ginny were all sitting in the kitchen smiling. Ginny got up and grabbed Hermione by the hand.

"Gee Gin, taking her away so soon? Going to talk about your obcession with Harry I bet. You know, I haven't seen your room in a while. Might be covered with HARRY." George chuckled. Ginny turned bright red and she mumbled something rude to her brother.

Once they were in Ginny's room, Ginny smiled.

"Guess what?" She asked. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I'm stumped. What?" She asked.

"Ron likes you!" Ginny said. Hermione laughed.

"What a joke. That git can't stand me." Hermione said, sitting on the extra bed that was in the room.

"No, I'm serious! I read his diary!" Ginny said with glee.

"Ron? Keeping a diary? I don't believe you!" She said. Ron would never keep a diary. It would be extra work. According to him, at least.

"I'm serious! He likes you Hermione." Ginny said. Hermione refused to take the bait.

"The diary was probably one of Fred and George's jokes. Leave it lying around for someone to pick up and read."


"Whatever you say, Hermione." Ginny said, shrugging.

Hermione stared off into space, one question floating around in her mind.

Was Ginny kidding or not?

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Authors Note: I realize this is short, and I'm sorry, I am just anxious to hurry up and see reviews, which now I realize I won't get if my story is to short. This is a multichapter story just so you know and reviews are appreciated. Hint, hint.