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Chapter Two
Ron stood beside Luna Lovegood outside the Transfiguration classroom before Professor McGonagall's class. Ron started at Luna and thought about how he had fancied her for quite a long time now, but how he had not yet managed to gather up the courage to ask her out. Ron was finally ready to make his move, and move he did. He scooted closer to Luna and placed a hand on her shoulder making her jump. "Er, Luna, Can I talk to you for a moment?" Ron asked her. Luna looked at him through her mystical blue eyes and replied, "Sure Ronald." The pair walked away from the group and stopped at the corner of the corridor. "What is it Ronald?" Luna asked, gazing up at him. "Well… er… I was wondering…if…well… if you wanted to go on the next Hogsmade trip with me," Ron managed to stammer out, going as red as a beet.
Luna smiled her special smile that made Ron melt inside. "Ronald," she said, tilting her head to one side, "I thought you'd never ask!" she squealed jumping into his arms and kissing him right on the lips in front of everyone, including a shell-shocked Professor McGonagall.
Hermione sat in a chair by the window with a book in her lap. She had been doing some extra reading and had fallen asleep with her head against the window. She shivered from the slight cold because the fire had gone out in the common room and she was without a blanket. As Hermione shifted in her sleep her hair fell across her face and her hand absently came up to wave it away.
Harry walked into the common room feeling refreshed. He had just spent the last hour of daylight riding around the Hogwarts grounds on his Firebolt. The now black sky was alive with thousands of twinkling stars and a slivery orb of a moon. Harry was getting to go up to the boy's dormitories when he heard shuffling to his left. He looked over and saw Hermione sleeping uncomfortably in an arm chair by the window. Her school work was spread out all over the table from where she had been working. Her book was in her lap and when she moved it fell to the ground with a thud.
The noise woke Hermione up, startling her. She bent down to pick up her book and jumped when she saw Harry. "Sorry," said Harry, "I didn't mean to scare you. I saw you sleeping… and well… I thought I would put your things up for you…um…yea. "It's ok, Harry. I needed to wake up so I can take my things up to the dormitories," Hermione said. She started packing up whatever Harry hadn't managed to get and sighed heavily. "Are you okay Hermione?" Harry asked. Hermione looked up at him with sad, brown eyes. "No, Harry, I'm afraid I'm not." Harry looked concerned and asked, "why? What's wrong?" Hermione just shrugged her shoulders and said a simple, "Everything." She continued packing up her things but Harry grabbed her hands and turned her towards him. "Hermione, what is wrong?" Hermione's eyes welled up with tears and she poured out her heart to Harry. "I'm so alone. All I have is books and school work. No friends, no one to confide in, no one to love, nothing," Hermione sobbed.
Harry put took Hermione's face in his hands and lifted it so that Hermione was looking into his eyes. "Hermione, that's not true. You have me and you always will. I care about you and I want you know that I am your friend." Hermione nodded through her tears and smiled up at Harry, a smile that he hadn't seen in a very long time. Harry pulled her close and held her tight for a long time. "Thank you Harry," Hermione mumbled into Harry's chest. "I'm always here," he replied.
Hermione pulled away from Harry and wiped away her tears. She took a deep breath and said, "I think I'm going to go up to the dormitories and read, because I know that I will not be able to sleep." Hermione bent down a retrieved her bag and stood back up. "Goodnight Harry," she said smiling. "Wait a second," Harry exclaimed, "why don't we go for a walk and we can fly around the grounds because I don't think that I will be sleeping much either." Hermione's face lit up and she exclaimed, "Harry, that would be wonderful! But there is one thing I have to tell you, I'm terrified of flying, ever since that lesson in first year when Neville broke his wrist, I have been scared of it." Hermione blushed at herself but Harry just said, "That's all right, we can walk and if you feel up to it we can fly. How is that?" "Great!" Hermione said, "I'll just go and put my stuff up and grab my cloak. "
Five minutes later they were heading down to the Entrance Hall keeping a wary eye out for teachers or uninvited visitors lurking in the shadows. Harry and Hermione walked out into the crisp clear night.
Hermione and Harry made it out to the grounds without running into any teachers or other wandering students. They walked out towards the black lake and looked across it. Hermione picked up and stray rock and skipped it across the smooth surface of the lake. She turned and smiled up at Harry. "Thank you for being there Harry," she said. Harry smiled back at her. "I like it when you smile," he said softly, moving closer to her. Hermione blushed at this and looked up into Harry's eyes. Harry gently put his arms around Hermione in a loving way and gazed into her deep brown eyes. Hermione lay her head on Harry's chest and sighed contently.
They stood for what seemed like hours but was only minutes, swaying to the sounds of the wind rustling through the trees. Hermione pulled away from Harry and looked up into his vibrant green eyes. "Why does everything with you have to be so perfect?" she questioned. Harry was taken by surprise by this question. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Harry, whenever I am with you everything bad seems to go away. There is just me and you. No Work, no books, no war, no death eaters, nothing but you and I enjoying our time together. But I know that it is too good to be true. I know that one day I am going to turn around and something bad is going to happen to you or somebody I care about."
Hermione let a tear fall down as she looked towards her feet. Harry lifted her shin up to look at him. He wiped away the tears that fell from her eyes and pulled her into a hug like there was no tomorrow. "Hermione," he breathed into her hair. "Nothing is going to happen. You will be safe, I will be safe, our friends will be safe. I won't let anything happen to anybody." Hermione looked up at him and smiled, "Harry, you really are the hero aren't you?" Harry just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Only if you want me to be."
A smiled played on his lips as he gazed down at Hermione. Harry sat down on the grass pulling Hermione with him. Hermione fell on top of him and they both froze. "Hermione," Harry began, "I have been thinking a lot lately. At the end of last school year when we faced Voldemort at the ministry, I realized something. When you got hurt, I was devastated; I didn't know what I would do without you. I cried every night that you didn't wake up." "Oh Harry," Hermione whispered. Harry put a finger up to her lips silencing her. "Hermione I want you to know that I care about you a lot. A lot more than best friends should care for each other. Hermione I love you. Ever since I thought that you were not going to make it, I have loved you more than I ever did."
Tears streaming down her face, Hermione threw he arms around Harry's neck, knocking him backwards onto the grass. "Oh, Harry," she said, "I love you too!" Harry jumped up grabbing Hermione and swinging her around. He sat her down and placed his hands on each side of her face. Slowly, he bent his head towards Hermione's and their lips met in a sweet, beautiful kiss. When they pulled back, both teenagers were breathless. Hermione smiled up at Harry, and laced her fingers through his. Together they walked up to the castle and back to Gryffindor common room, forgetting all about flying. They fell asleep wrapped in each others arms on the couch, dreaming of the days ahead with nothing but love in their hearts.