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Harry stared at the picture of his parents. His mother was in his father's arms, her hair in a loose braid while the infamous James Potter's hair was in his eyes. Harry laughed, the Potter hair is an irritation to anyone.
"Harry, is something wrong?" Hermione asked the raven haired fifth year. "No, everything is fine." Harry answered mechanically. His mind still lingered on Cedric's lifeless body. "Harry, please eat something." Harry finally looked up from the picture of his parents in their fifth year only to see everyone in the Great Hall starring at him. When Cedric died no one blamed Harry but they acknowledge the return of Voldermort. "Okay." Harry mumbled taking a spoonful of cereal and a bite of toast. This seemed to satisfy Hermione as she went back to eating her honey-covered pancakes.
"Hey, mate do you wanna to join me and the boys to the ravenclaw common room tonight. There gonna be a party with lots of hot girls." Ron said food flying out of his mouth. "No thanks, I'll study with Hermione tonight." Harry said going back to the picture of fifteen year old James and Lily.
Harry's POV
Hermione's hair was in a loose braid and her light Hazel eyes were looking right at me. We were currently doing our Potions homework when she asked me a question. I didn't answer instead I continued to stared at her. She looked concerned and opened her mouth to say something but shut it after a while.
"Hermione you look beautiful." I said because she really did. She blushed and said thank you to which I took as a good sign. At that moment I was really happy Ron was out and everyone else was asleep. I went to where she sat on the floor and sat in front of her. Just a few inches from her lips.
"The only thing that kept me sane since the tournament was you love. I'm in love with you Hermione." I said and enjoyed how her blush looked from up close. Everything I said was true and now I felt relived telling her after months torturing myself.
"Harry you're smiling." She said and leaned in closer. I haven't smiled in a long time and without wasting another moment, I kissed her.
Her lips tasted of oranges and vanilla. I knew this was right and now that I have her I'm never letting her go. Hermione Jean Granger is my soul mate and she's going to save me from myself.
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