It has been ages since I last wrote something for FanFiction and this is also my first Harry Potter fic. So please be gentle :D

"You may leave." Professor Snape said as the bell sounded, narrowing his eyes in disappointment. Harry packed away all his things into his school bag and followed Hermione and Ron out of the classroom.

"Professor Snape didn't seem too happy to let us leave." Hermione observed.

"Yeah, it was like he wanted to torture us for a bit longer." Ron agreed, opening a Chocolate Frog packet and stuffing it in his mouth. Hermione rolled her eyes and Harry laughed.

"Well, we've got a few hours before dinner, what do you guys want to do?" Harry asked, hitching his bag strap up.

"I'm going to the library to get started on my Arithmancy essay and do some other things. I might be back before dinner, but if not, I'll meet you in the Great Hall." Hermione said.

Ron rolled his eyes. "Hermione, will you ever be able to go a day without going to the library?" He asked mockingly.

Hermione scowled. "Will you ever be able to stop stuffing your face with those stupid lollies?" She asked shrilly.

Harry's eyes widened and Ron's ears turned red. Harry knew better than to laugh, although he couldn't help but admire Hermione for standing up to Ron. Ron muttered under his breath and Hermione stalked off, obviously in a bad mood.

"What's her problem?" Ron said angrily.

Harry simply shrugged and the two boys headed up to Gryffindor Tower. They were greeted by Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom on the way there. They were holding hands and waved merrily at Harry and Ron. Ron frowned at them and Harry gave them an apologetic shrug. They finally reached Gryffindor Tower. Once inside, Harry sat down on an armchair and Ron took the couch.

"I mean, really, must she run off to the library every five seconds! It's no wonder she's so snappy all the time. Maybe if she socialized with some girls, she wouldn't go off at us." Ron said grudgingly.

Harry doodled on a piece of parchment. "I dunno, Hermione's not really the girly type, is she?" He asked, sketching out a Golden Snitch.

Ron shrugged. "Still! She could hang out with Lavender and Parvati or even Ginny."

Harry looked up at Ron; his stomach had done a funny little turn when he'd heard Ginny's name. "Are you saying you'd rather not be friends with her?"

Ron shrugged. "She's just so angry lately. She's mad, that one."

Harry stood up. "I'm gonna put my stuff away and then go for a walk. I've got to think about some things."

Ron looked up at him strangely, but shrugged. "Alright, mate. See you later, then."

Harry nodded. "Yeah, see you later." He said absent-mindedly. He hurried up to the Sixth Year boys dormitory, ditched his bag and ran out of Gryffindor tower.

Why did I reacte to Ron saying Ginny's name? I know I like Hermione but do I like Ginny too? Harry thought.

Before he could acknowledge it, he realized that his feet had lead him to the library. He entered and walked around in search of Hermione. He turned a corner and peered down an aisle and found what he was looking for.

Hermione was sitting on the ground with a book open in her lap, furiously wiping tears from her face. "Hermione?" Harry called out gently.

Hermione looked up instantly and shock appeared on her face. "Oh... Hello, Harry. Um, w-what are you doing here?" She asked, attacking her face with a tissue in an attempt to get rid of the tears.

"Never you mind. What's the matter?" He asked, sitting down next to her.

"Oh Harry!" She wailed, throwing her arms around him. Harry hugged her back, his heart beating wildly. "I-it's Ron! He's... so.. h-h-horrid to me!" Fresh tears fell from Hermione's eyes. It pained Harry to see her so upset.

"Shhh," Harry hushed her. "It's alright, Hermione. It's okay." He said soothingly, stroking her hair affectionately.

Hermione sobbed for what seemed like a long time to Harry. Her face was buried in the nook of his shoulder but Harry liked how she fit perfectly. Hermione sat up and examined Harry's shoulder.

"Oh, Harry.. I'm so sorry, but I've ruined your school jersey!" She said, wiping the last of the tears away.

Harry shrugged. "No worries. Look, I know Ron is a bit of a git sometimes, but he means well, I think."

Hermione snorted, folding her arms fiercely. "Sometimes? Try most of the time! He thinks it's funny to pick on me, but all it does is make things worse!" She burst into tears yet again.

Harry immediately pulled her onto his lap and rocked her gently. "Has something else happened, Hermione?" Hermione nodded hesitantly.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

She shook her head. Harry sighed and nodded.

"Alright."

Hermione put her arms around Harry and nuzzled into his neck. "Thank you, Harry." She looked up at him and Harry felt an overwhelming urge to kiss her right on the lips. He lowered his face lower and stared deep into Hermione's eyes. She giggled. "Harry, are you about to-"

Harry pressed his lips to Hermione and closed his eyes. Hermione promptly closed her eyes. Harry opened her lips with his tongue and explored her mouth. Hermione moaned softly. After they kissed some more, they broke apart. Hermione blushed softly and Harry stroked her cheek. "Alright now?" He asked. Hermione nodded, a smile playing on her lips.

So, I hope you enjoyed that! I'll get started on the next chapter soon. Please review!