I own nothing but the plot. I later used this plot for a Language Arts project in school. I'm kind of floundering on where to go with my Dramione fanfic but I'm working on fixing up the second chapter! But until I have the second chapter ready, I'll be putting out one shots. xoxoxo

Chapter 1

I walked out of the house with tears streaming down my face. I started walking. It didn't matter where I ended up. Anywhere was better than were I was. It was over and that was it. He called after me.

"Wait, Mione!"

I ignored him and just kept walking. After what seemed like an hour, I looked around and noticed I was high up. I looked down and saw I was standing on a bridge. There was no water underneath anymore, just rocks. I considered my options. I could jump, or I couldn't. The wind blew around me and through whipped my hair and clothing. The air smelled sweet and wet. I looked up at the sky and saw big dark rolling clouds. There was a drop of water on my face. I looked back down.

Of course, I think to myself. Gloomy weather for a gloomy girl, thanks Mother Nature. Damn Draco Malfoy. I furrowed my brows. My phone buzzed. I took my phone out and looked at who wanted me. It was Draco of course. I shook my head and shoved my phone back into my pocket. I closed my eyes and inhaled the sweet acidic sent if the rain around me. I lifted my arms, leaned forward and let go of the world around me. I felt myself falling and then all I felt was something hard holding me. I scrunched up my face and opened my eyes. His hair was dark brown and sort of long with soft green eyes. He looked at me sternly.

"You could have really hurt yourself Mione." He said softly in a worried voice. I looked at him blankly and then closed my eyes and drifted off.

Harry….

I woke up in a strange room. I looked around trying to take in my surroundings. Soft faint music was playing. "I need an ambulance/ I took, I took the worst of the blow/ send me a redeemer/let me know if I'm gonna be alright/am I gonna be alright?"….. The music slightly faded away to a soft whisper. A man walked into the room with a plate of food. He smiled softly. There was a sweet and greasy smell coming from the plate. Almost like bacon with a slight cheesy sent from the eggs. I sit up and look at the food. He hands the plate to me.

"I thought you'd be hungry when you woke up and I wasn't sure what you liked so I just made you the generic breakfast food. I hope you don't mind." He said shyly. I shook my head and graciously.

"Thank you." I responded in a soft voice. He smiled wider.

I shook my head while chewing a small piece of bacon. He sat down next to me on the bed and sprawled out. I looked at him curiously.

This must be his bed. I think sheepishly to myself and blush. He notices and smiles.

"Don't 's a guest bed.

"Mione," he said sternly looking straight at me. "I'm not sure what you were thinking last night, but you are one lucky girl. If I had not been there, we would not be having this conversation. Come on Hermione. What did he do to you?"

I looked away. He put his hands on either side of my face.

"Please Mione. I'm here for you and I always will be. I promise."

I started to cry. I couldn't stop the tears. Harry made me feel safe. He held me tightly. Like no one ever had before. He truly cares about me. Not just as a friend. But deeper…..

I woke up with Harry's arms around me. I looked around and saw his chest was close to my face. Better yet, that the chest of his shirt was soaked with tears. I took several deep breaths to steady myself.

Ok. So, I fell asleep in Harry's arms and he's holding me tight like he would with-

"I know you're awake Hermione." He said softly nuzzling his face into my hair. He pulled me closer to him. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around him. The smell of him was over whelming; lighter than Ron but, harsher than Draco.

"I love you Harry." I murmur softly. So softly, I'm not sure he heard me.

"Hermione,"

"Yes?"

"I'm not with Ginny any more if that is what you were worried about. It just didn't feel right. But with you here," he tightens his grip and sighed softly. "I'm not sure how to explain it. But, I think I love you….."

"I think I love you too Harry…." We sat there in silence for a moment or two.

"What do we do now?"

"I'm not sure."

So this is how it started. Two best friends, thinking of becoming more…..