"Get up, you lazy gits! Get up!"
My voice floated up the staircase rousing Harry and Ron from their sleep. "Get up or we'll miss the train!"
The three of us were staying at the Weasley's over the summer. We had gone the week before to Diagon Alley to get their supplies and books.
Boys. I thought to herself. They sleep through anything!
"We're up! We're up! Gosh, you can make a guy deaf with those screams!"
That was Harry, one of my best friends.
"Now all we have to do is get Ron out of bed. He can sleep through a hippogriff stampede!"
And I'm not even kidding! I thought.
I just can't get over how good Harry looks this summer. Wait, what am I thinking! I can't like Harry, we're just friends! What would happen if we like each other? Well, duh, we would start going out. But what would people say? What would Ron say? What would Rita Skeeter say? Oh my gosh, what would happen then? The school would hate us. What if they didn't hate us? What if we get to the going steady stage? What if he proposes? What if I say yes! Wait a minute, why am I thinking these thoughts? I don't even like Harry like that! Do I?
"OK Hermionie, we're all set to go. Let's get out to the car!" Ron said, interrupting my thoughts. "Come on!"
I sighed and went upstairs to get my trunk. To my surprise, Harry followed me.
"Are you all right, Hermionie? You seem distracted." At least Harry wasn't stupid like Ron.
"I'm fine, Harry. I jut feel a little nervous about starting school again. Believe me, I'm fine."
I managed a weak smile. Harry returned my pathetic smile with a grin that lit up his whole face, making his eyes even brighter and making him look like the cutest guy I had ever seen.
I might as well face it. I'm in love with Harry Potter.
"Let's go, Harry."
Later, on the Hogwarts Express, we discussed the feast. Ron talked about the food and how much he was going to eat. Harry talked about Quiddich and seeing all his friends. I talked about Hagrid and who our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher might be. I kept thinking Harry is so cute! Over and over again. This is going to be a weird year, but I'm going to love it!