Hermione was lying on the grass by the lake weeping, harry went to see her.
"Hermione?"
"WHAT! WHAT CAN YOU SAY THAT CAN MAKE ME FEEL ANY BETTER?"
"Three words; I love you," harry whispered. "Ever since Ron and I saved to you from the troll. I just realized now." Then he kissed her gently on her cheek.
"That did make me feel better," she said smiling.
They began to open their souls.
"When I kissed Viktor, it felt empty," she began. "Nice, still empty. I was always hiding something, that I didn't really love him. I love you. Then today I found out he was hiding something too, he was dating a girl in Bulgaria. I felt so rejected like no one could ever love me especially not you."
"But I do and always will."
Then they kissed, Hermione's first real one and Harry's very fist and only kiss.