A/N: Hi there. This is my first Harry Potter fic. This is the second fic I've ever started. I hope I get around to finishing it. I guess most of that will depend on the reviews. I know HHr ships have been written before but I just wanted to give it a go. The 1st and 2nd chapters are up. Rated M for sexual content later on. No Voldemort in this one, no war... just normal wizarding adolescents at a normal wizarding school.

I'm not really sure how long this will be. Please R&R.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or his world or the people in it.,. J.K. Rowling does. I only own this plot/storyline...blah blah blah.

Sub.Ch.1 – Daydreams.

It was a day just like any other day in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For the 7th years it was a bit hectic, what with it being N.E.W.T year. It was only the first week back and, already, tensions were very high… especially for a certain group of Gryffindors…

"Will you put that ruddy thing away?!" Hermione snapped, irritably, tossing a bit of treacle tart back onto her plate.

Harry looked at her with a pained expression. "Er… sorry, Hermione," he mumbled as he stowed his wand in robe pocket. He had been, absently, tapping it on the long wooden lunch table, while he read that day's edition of The Daily Prophet.

Hermione felt her face grow warm at the hurt she heard in Harry's voice. She looked up and her face grew warmer still when she seen the hurt in his eyes, the color of jade stones. But when she opened her mouth to say something, Harry had already redirected his attention to the newspaper in his hand. Hermione went back to her lunch feeling rather badly. 'Oh, why did I yell at him?' she thought. 'I hate seeing him look like that…Though, I must admit, he does look rather sexy, all hurt like that…' Hermione gasped inwardly, and blushed pink. 'He looks rather WHAT?!' She shook her head as if to clear it. 'No! I can't be thinking about Harry that way! He's my friend! No more noticing how he looks!' she resolved. Especially with his lips all pouted out when he wants me to help him with his homework… Mmm… Harry's lips… those pouty, juicy lips...'

"…nee" She heard someone say, though she couldn't make sense of it. She had been too entrenched in her daydream to notice much else.

"...'mione… HERMIONE!" She heard much more clearly. Someone was calling her name. Her head snapped up facing the direction from which she heard it. It was Harry. "Mione, we're going to be late for Charms!" he said giving her a nudge.

"Yeah, c'mon, Hermione!" added Ron who was staring at Hermione with a quizzical expression.

Hermione hastily rose from the table, knocking over her pumpkin juice in the process. She cleaned it with a quick wave of her wand. Hermione was a bit flustered to find she had been thinking of Harry like that. She took a deep breath to calm herself down and followed Harry and Ron out of the Great Hall and up to the second floor for their Charms lesson.

A/N: Hi again. I know it's short but I hope you liked it... please review. Chapter 2 is just a click away.