I have known Harry for years, and I know him so well. I could tell you when first found out he was wizard. I could tell you what his deepest thoughts and desires of his very caring soul. I guess knowing him so long is one reason why I have been stricken with passion for him.
Or maybe it's the more outer look of things. Harry had changed for the better during the past year, for he was now becoming a young man. His voice had lowered to a deep baritone that was like music to my ears. His body was becoming more muscular and built. His brilliant and beautiful green eyes were not shadowed by dorky glasses anymore, but glistened openly for he had gotten contacts.
Either way around it, I had fallen for Harry James Potter. I had decided to keep my feelings at bay as much as possible to not ruin our friendship, but it's so hard. I love him so. I wish he knew I felt this way, but I am way to shy to ever tell him.
So I just sit here on my bed and dream beautiful thoughts of him. Just the thought of his warm smile makes my stomach flip. I sit and dream of him holding me close and I closing my eyes as he gently touches my lips with his.
***
"Hermione, are you feeling all right?" Ron asked at breakfast the next day.
"Huh?" I answered. "Erm, yes, I am." Ron raised an eyebrow.
"Are you sure? You look awfully pale."
"Just a bout of cold Ron, I'll be fine." I replied.
I actually hadn't felt better, just nervous. We had exams this week and I was worried that I hadn't studied enough. I have been goofing off more than I should have lately, but everyone says that's a good thing to do once in while.
Harry came dragging himself into the dinning hall. He looked like he was still half asleep. He took a sit next to me. I felt my heart start to quicken again.
"I'm so tired." Harry announced.
"Maybe if you slept once in while instead of sit by the window and stare, you might not be so tired." Ron replied. Harry's cheeks reddened.
Aww! That's so sweet! I thought.
"Hermione I need to talk to you, alone, after breakfast." Harry whispered to me. "Please meet me in the common room"
"All right," I answered in surprise.
I followed Harry to the Gryfindor common room. He took a chair by the fire, and I took the one next to him. We sat there in silence for what seemed like a century.
"I need to ask you something," Harry finally said. "Will you-" Harry's voice cracked in the middle. He quickly cleared his throat to cover it over, as his face started to turn red.
"Ask me what?" I asked nervously.
"Will you, um, go out with me?" He asked me. "This Friday, when we go to Hogsmeade."
"Y-yes," I stuttered.
It took every ounce of my strength not to jump up and down and yelp. I thought my heart would burst. I was probably the happiest person in the whole world right then! I was now the girlfriend of Harry. What in the WORLD was I going to wear Friday?!
Or maybe it's the more outer look of things. Harry had changed for the better during the past year, for he was now becoming a young man. His voice had lowered to a deep baritone that was like music to my ears. His body was becoming more muscular and built. His brilliant and beautiful green eyes were not shadowed by dorky glasses anymore, but glistened openly for he had gotten contacts.
Either way around it, I had fallen for Harry James Potter. I had decided to keep my feelings at bay as much as possible to not ruin our friendship, but it's so hard. I love him so. I wish he knew I felt this way, but I am way to shy to ever tell him.
So I just sit here on my bed and dream beautiful thoughts of him. Just the thought of his warm smile makes my stomach flip. I sit and dream of him holding me close and I closing my eyes as he gently touches my lips with his.
***
"Hermione, are you feeling all right?" Ron asked at breakfast the next day.
"Huh?" I answered. "Erm, yes, I am." Ron raised an eyebrow.
"Are you sure? You look awfully pale."
"Just a bout of cold Ron, I'll be fine." I replied.
I actually hadn't felt better, just nervous. We had exams this week and I was worried that I hadn't studied enough. I have been goofing off more than I should have lately, but everyone says that's a good thing to do once in while.
Harry came dragging himself into the dinning hall. He looked like he was still half asleep. He took a sit next to me. I felt my heart start to quicken again.
"I'm so tired." Harry announced.
"Maybe if you slept once in while instead of sit by the window and stare, you might not be so tired." Ron replied. Harry's cheeks reddened.
Aww! That's so sweet! I thought.
"Hermione I need to talk to you, alone, after breakfast." Harry whispered to me. "Please meet me in the common room"
"All right," I answered in surprise.
I followed Harry to the Gryfindor common room. He took a chair by the fire, and I took the one next to him. We sat there in silence for what seemed like a century.
"I need to ask you something," Harry finally said. "Will you-" Harry's voice cracked in the middle. He quickly cleared his throat to cover it over, as his face started to turn red.
"Ask me what?" I asked nervously.
"Will you, um, go out with me?" He asked me. "This Friday, when we go to Hogsmeade."
"Y-yes," I stuttered.
It took every ounce of my strength not to jump up and down and yelp. I thought my heart would burst. I was probably the happiest person in the whole world right then! I was now the girlfriend of Harry. What in the WORLD was I going to wear Friday?!