I have to tell her, I have to do this, I can't hold this in any longer. Harry walked down the corridor he was looking for Hermione, he had been looking for a way into her heart for six years. He just now, this day, decided that his feelings for Hermione have been held in to long and that he must express them. He walked faster, now going towards the girls bathroom to ask moaning mrytle if she had seen Hermione.

Hermione lately has been talking with Mrytle, about what he didn't know she refused to tell Harry or Ron. Harry couldn't understand what Hermione could possibly talk to Mrytle about especially since she was very self-centered.

He entered the bathroom, only to see his best friend pinned to the wall by Hermione herself. They hadn't noticed him walk in, they just kept going at it. Harry stood there wide eyed, watching them press their lips togther over and over again. He felt like she had just ripped his heart out and Ron just stepped on it.

Harry couldn't watch it anymore, he turned around and ran and ran, to where he didn't even know he just needed to run. He keep running until he ran into Malfoy,"Sorr..Sorr...Sorry, I wasn't watching...I...I...I was just-," Harry looked up and saw Malfoy. "Harry, what's wrong?" Harry couldn't believe it Malfoy wanted to know what is wrong with him. "You really want to know?" Malfoy smiled," Yeah, I mean spite how have acted in the past, I care how you feel. If you look sad I want to know why, if your angry I wanna know why, I'v always wanted to know, but I just never asked." Harry looked into Malfoy's eyes, Malfoy looked back into Harry's,a tear slide down Harry's cheek, Malfoy reached his hand up and wipped it away.

"It's Hermione, well it's also Ron. I've liked her since our first year, but I 've never said anything. Ron I guess told her how he felt and she muast've felt the same." Harry and Malfoy had gone for a walk outside on the grounds, Harry had told Malfoy his situation from, the beginning. "Harry your not alone, I've had the same feeling for some one for a while, I don't know when is a good time to express them. I don't think that they'll like me in that way in return." Malfoy kept walking, but was looking at his feet, Harry was watching Malfoy with interest.

At dinner Harry couldn't eat his mind was on Malfoy, he was acting starange and Harry was okay with it. He couldn't eat with Ron or Hermione, they still didn't know that he had seen them and he wasn't gonna tell them. Harery was used to keeping things inside, and there were a few still inside that he wasn't sure he should express.