Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor will I ever. J.K. Rowling is a fantastic author; no one will ever beat her.
A/N: Okay, so I decided that I would start to write HP Fan Fic.'s again. I hope you all love the new story. I really will continue some old ones of mine; What Happens Tomorrow; Hot In Here; BB2. So don't worry. I'm not done. This is an idea I thought of a while ago and never got to type up. WELCOME ME BACK TO FAN FICTION! I missed it. :) Tell me what you think.
Chapter One: God Damn Bloody Feelings
Okay, so let's put it this way; I can be ditzy. I can blow up at a guy when I'm in the stage as we girls refer to as "that time of the month", which makes me feel bad for Ron and Harry, who have to deal with it. I may not be the prettiest girl in Hogwarts. I mean, sure, I've had boyfriends, but they weren't the real deal or anything; I had a fling going on with Ron for a bit, and I dated a very cute Scottish boy named Ethan, but those only lasted for a week or two. But you know what really makes me upset? What makes me want to hang myself and throw something at a wall, because I regret it more and more each day?
How I feel about Harry.
Sure, he's a terrific friend; we laugh all the time around each other, hold hands occassionally (but only in the friendly matter) and swap homework to check it (Harry's always turns out to be wrong; poor guy) but that's it. Little friendly things. I don't feel that way about him, each day I want to say I don't like him, but I do. I love him; more than a friend.
Ron knows. I know he does. Everytime Harry leaves after breakfast, I watch his back get smaller and smaller as he walks upstairs and Ron gives me that little annoying smirk of his that says "you love him, you know you do." And I can't taunt him back either, because he's already been dating Luna for 4 months and there's nothing bad to say about them. They're perfect together.
Anyway, I might aswell finish this up for the evening. I still don't know what to do about this. Maybe tomorrow something will happen. (I highly doubt that though.)
Hermione slowly shut the red leather-bound diary her grandparents had given her before they passed away. The hard, thick rain drops landed on her Head Girl dormitory window, and she closed the curtains slowly. It was the evening after she had arrived back at Hogwarts for their last year there, and at ten o'clock at night, it was time for her to do her night walk through. Hopefully, Filch wouldn't yell at her this time.
Hermione sat up and dropped her feet onto the hardwood floors, walking to her dresser and taking out her Head Girl robes, slipping them on over her head and adjusting the badge as she flicked off the light, locking the door and slipping her wand into her robes pocket. Just as her foot hit the last step, a male voice called out, "Hermione! Ready to check the corridors?"
Hermione's heart skipped a beat as she turned her head; sure enough, there was Harry, standing at the bottom of the stairs in the Head Boy/Girl common room, smiling brightly at her as he adjusted his robes. She weakly smiled, trying hard not to melt into a puddle right there and then. Just the sight of him made her weak in the knees; his jet black hair ruffled in a sexy-looking style, and his emerald eyes sparking behind his glasses.
"Mione?" he said, waving a hand in front of her. Hermione shook her head quickly and smiled at him."Yeah, totally ready, let's go!" she said a little too brightly. Harry dimly shrugged and followed her out of the common room.
As the two stepped out of the common room, they looked side to side to look for students sneaking out. Then, they walked down the corridor with their elbows touching, smiling sheepishly.
"So, how are you sweetie?" Harry said, snaking his arm around Hermione's hip, smiling down at her softly. Hermione rested the side of her head against Harry's shoulder and jumped up as she heard a loud crash.
"I'm good, but we should check that out Harry,"she said, darting down the corridor and turning once she made the stairs, peering down them. Harry jogged up beside her and they widened their eyes at the sight. There, laying on their back with a large bottle of Jack Daniel's clasped in their hand, was Draco Malfoy. He was obviously drunk; his blonde hair was a mess over his steely blue eyes and his skin was pale except for the blonde-ish-brown stubble around his chin.
"What the bloody hell is he doing up here?" Harry said, walking down the steps and kneeling beside Draco, yanking the bottle of rum out of his hand and setting it aside. Hermione kneeled on the other side of him.
"We should get Professor Snape,"Hermione suggested. Harry nodded in agreement and placed a hand over Hermione's. "Quickly, sweetie,"he said. Hermione shivered and ran back up the stairs, her heart racing. 'Oh my, Harry just touched my hand. And called me sweetie! OH GOD! Why do I have to like him!'
The
next morning, Hermione awoke feeling a weird swirl in her stomach and
her head was pounding aswell. 'What happened last night?' she
thought as she sat up in her bed. Shrugging casually, she got up and
changed into a pair of dark denim jeans and a black V-neck sweater,
not bothering to put a tank top underneath to hide her slight
cleavage. She combed her hair and put a charm on it she got from a
beauty magazine to make it turn straight before grabbing her cloak
and dashing downstairs.
Once she was in the common room, Harry strolled downstairs in dark grey jeans and a fitting black T-shirt. He smiled at Hermione.
"Mornin',"he yawned, walking past her to the front door of the common room. Hermione got up when he was about to open the door and smiled, frowning as she saw who was waiting for him at the other side.
"Good morning, Harry!" seventh-year Alexis Barker said cheerfully, smiling at Harry. She was very gorgeous, Hermione had to admit, with long, shiny black hair and light blue eyes. Her skin was softly tanned, one hundred percent natural despite the rumors, and she was wearing a green skirt with a black tank top.
"Hey, Alexis," Harry said, smiling at her as she walked down the stairs. Hermione's heart pounded angrily in her chest. 'You do realise,' Hermione said to Harry in her head. 'That Alexis Barker is Hogwarts' bicycle?'
Harry turned to Hermione and frowned."Mione, everything okay?" he asked. Hermione nodded slowly and tossed her hair back, walking past Harry with a slight strut to her walk, hoping her hips were moving back and forth as she did. Harry followed closely behind her.
The two friends entered the Great Hall to see hundreds of Hogwarts students staring back at them. Harry arched his eyebrows and walked up the aisle, taking a seat beside Ron and smiling at a group of girls in Ravenclaw who were checking him out.
"G'morning Harry,"Ron said cheerfully, devouring his poached eggs while shoving toast and marmalade into his mouth. Harry laughed and looked back at Hermione, who was chatting away with Lavender Brown down the table. His eyes skimmed over her body, stopping at her hips and making their way down. She was simply gorgeous now to Harry, and sweet, smart, funny..
'Woah!' Harry thought to himself. 'Where the bloody hell did that come from? You don't like Hermione! Shut up!' He shook his head fiercly before looking her over again. Hermione turned her head to smile at Neville and talk to him, licking her lips slightly as she listened to him.
'Oh lord,' Harry thought, watching her tongue move slowly over her bottom lip, then top one. 'Those lips, that smile, those eyes.. GAH! Why am I suddenly thinking this!'
"Harry, you alright?"Ron said, swallowing his last bit of toast. Harry shook his head to focus again and nodded, pulling his gaze away from Hermione to a plate of cauldron cakes, grabbing four and stuffing one into his mouth."I'm fyne,"he said, his voice muffled by the food.
Hermione walked over and sat beside Harry."Oh my, everything looks delicious this morning,"she said, grabbing a slice of toast and some custard. Harry nodded solemnly and watched as her breast brushed against his arm as she leaned for the pumpkin juice. He shot up straight and cleared his throat.
"So, Hogsmead next week. Who are you bringing, Ron?" Harry said quickly, keeping his eyes focused on his meal. Ron lifted an eyebrow and glanced from Hermione to Harry.
"Uhm, Luna."He moved his plate to the side and sipped on his pumpkin juice."Who else would I bring?"
"Uhm, I dunno.."Harry said akwardly, shifting in his seat. Suddenly, he smiled and turned to Hermione."Who are you going with?"he asked cheerfully. Hermione looked at Harry and blushed a little. 'Oh god, what if he's thinking of taking me?' she thought.
"Uhm, I don't know yet."Hermione downed the rest of her pumpkin juice and quickly got up, turning on her heel to sit by Ginny and Lavender, whispering to them.
"What's up with you?"Ron asked, a frown on his face. Harry mumbled something before clearing his throat and shaking his head."I'll tell you later, when we're outside. Not now,"he whispered. Ron nodded and got up with Harry, the two of them leaving the Great Hall and going upstairs to gather their scarves and jumpers.
Harry opened the door to Hogwarts, closing his eyes as a crisp, autumn breeze blew in his face and sending a shiver down his spine. The sky was clear blue with a few lonely clouds drifting by, a cool breeze causing girl's hair to fly in their face. The grass and trees shuddered at the wind as Ron and Harry made their way to the lake, sitting just infront of the damp, soggy mud that lead to the water.
"Is this about Hermione?"Ron asked once they were both on the grass. Harry widened his eyes and looked at Ron, suprised he had guessed in right on the first shot."Uh, well yeah,"he said. Ron chuckled and lied back in the grass, a breeze causing his shaggy red hair to twist in his eyes."You guys make so much more sense then her and Ethan or her and me,"he said, staring up in the clouds.
Harry hugged his knees to his chest and looked behind his shoulders, watching Hermione lean against a tree with her long brown hair twirling around her face, talking to Ginny and laughing. He sighed softly and ran his hand through his hair."The feelings just started tod.."
"HELL NO!" Ron snapped, sitting up. Hermione and Ginny turned their heads to look at Ron, who smiled and waved before leaning close to Harry to whisper in his ear,"I've noticed you've been staring and smiling at her 5 months now, you liar. You love her!"
Harry grimaced and looked at Hermione again, who was now smiling at him aswell. His heart skipped a beat.
"Oh lord, I do,"he groaned, falling flat on his stomach. Ron nodded and shrugged his shoulders, resting a hand on Harry's shoulder."Cheer up, mate. I have the feeling she fancy's you, too,"Ron said. Harry shrugged and stared at Hermione, from the tips of her shoes to the twirl of her hair.
"I just want to kiss her. Right now. Just go over there and press her to the tree and kiss her so deeply we'd wind up running inside to her dormitory,"Harry groaned. Ron snorted with laughter and fell down beside him."Lord, Harry! Getting carried away now, are we?" he said. Harry smirked and closed his eyes for a moment, picturing his fingers entwined in Hermione's, his eyes gazing into hers.
"Mm. I need her, Ron. She's so perfect in every way possible,"he sighed. Ron nodded and punched Harry's arm gently."You guys are great together, mate,"he said.
"Ron! Come here for a second!" Luna Lovegood called from the side of the castle, her blonde hair twisting behind her back. Ron got up and scurried off to see Luna, leaving Harry alone to think. Just as he was about to doze off, a pair of feet walked up to him and stopped at his nose.
"Harry,"Ginny said. Harry looked up and smiled."Hey, Gin,"he said.
"Hey. Can I talk to you for a moment?"she asked. Harry nodded and got up, letting Ginny lead him over to a tree.
In the distance, Hermione watched Ginny lead the love of her life off to tell him how she felt. 'And now,' she thought. 'He'll no the truth..'
A/N: Okay, okay. So there you go; first chapter is up. Tell me what you think. : I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did writing it!
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