Okay, so here is the RE UPLOADED first chapter because some people thought it was rushy. Please review.
Disclaimer: I think most people know that I don't own Harry Potter or I would have Harry and Hermione together. But this is my fist Harry Potter fan fic so yep. Tell me what you think.
Love above all
Chapter 1
Harry James Potter was always loved by other girls because he was The Boy Who Lived. But the only one that truly loves him for himself was me. I Hermione Jean Granger have been in love with him since our third year but I didn't tell him. If I ever told him three years of a wonderful friendship would've gone down the drain. The summer before fourth year Harry told me about this dream he had.
Harry's dream went like this; He was at a house and there was a muggle care taker, who went to check the entire ruckus going on when Harry hears Voldemort speaking to Wormtail aka Peter Pettigrew.
He said something like "How fastidious you've become, Wormtail. As I recall, you once called the nearest gutter pipe home. Could it be that the task of nursing me has become wearisome for you?"
Wormtail came back with "No, no, My Lord. I only meant... Maybe if we were able to do it without the boy."
Voldemort shouted "The boy is everything. We can't do it without him. It must be done."
Everything after that went confusing to me.
But as far as that I figured out I could see Harry's dreams after they've happened. We went to go see the Quidditch World Cup. There were a lot of tents, large groups of people and last but not least there was a green hill. I heard form Ron that the teams going against each other are the Irish and the Bulgarians. Viktor Krum is the best seeker in the world as Fred and George said. Death Eaters were there and Ron and I lost Harry.
I was extremely worried about him. When Ron and I found Harry, Ron was jealous of how much I cared for Harry, yet I didn't think upon it. On the train ride to Hogwarts I was upset that the ministry couldn't figure out who conjured it. It was horrible.
I started to worry about Harry's scar.
"Is your scar hurting you?" I asked him while he had his hand on his forehead.
"I'm fine, Mione." He said.
I sighed and said "Sirius will want to know about this and the dream. Okay?"
He nodded and left our compartment. He probably went to go send Sirius an owl. I felt content for now until we get to school. I just want things to be okay for Harry this year last year was really rough for him with Sirius.
Now the start of fourth year the Tri Wizard Tournament became one of the most difficult things for Harry. Professor Moody became the defense against the dark arts teacher. Defense against the Dark Arts class was okay but it was still excruciating for Neville. The Cruciatus Curse is one of the three unforgivable curses that give you a one way ticket to torture form the spider crab bothered him. I shouted at Moody to stop it from bothering him. I felt really bad for Neville it was horrible to see him in much pain.
Then George and Fred tried to put their names in the Goblet of Fire. Let's just say they had a fight and turned gray. Thursday came and the champions were selected one of them was Harry. There were only supposed to be three but that wasn't the case. When he was called out by the Goblet of Fire, everyone thought he did it on purpose to get eternal glory; even Ron had this glare in his eyes that almost meant death. But I believed he was innocent once his name popped out. I helped as much as I could.
Finding out about the first task and the dragons were terrifying. Harry was worried he'd be burned to death. The day of the first task I wanted to wish him luck, so I gave him a hug. The dragon he was battling was the Hungarian Horn Tail. I read about them in a book on and they can be vicious. I taught him a few important spells that he could use during the tournament. After reading The Daily Prophet. I was very upset with Rita Skeeter.
When we were told about the Yule Ball, I thought I could go with Harry but then I might kiss him but in a way it's okay. So I decided I would go with Harry. The problem was he hasn't asked me yet. I saw him coming towards me so I decided to stay cool.
"Hey, Mione" He said smiling.
"Hey, Harry" I smiled.
"So, um I was wondering will you go to the ball with me."
I replied "Just as friends or as your date?" I really hope he asks me as his date.
"As my date, so will you?" He asked.
I surprised myself and kissed his cheek "Yes, I'd love to."
He blushed and smiled "Brilliant. Want to go to Hagrid's with me?" I nodded.
I absently grabbed his hand and intertwined our hands together.
Oh how it felt so perfect to feel his soft skin against mine. Ron was still ignoring Harry. I just admitted to myself that I'm in love with Harry. I'm excited for the Yule Ball. I know I want to go now. I might pluck up the courage and kiss him. I truly love Harry James Potter with all my heart, I guess you can say I just realized it now but I fell in love with him during our first year, but that doesn't seem to make sense to some people but to me it does.
So tell me what you think. Please? I'll continue if I can get at least three or more reviews. That'd be greatly appreciated. :)