We find the two teens in a hallway that could lead into many possibilities. Which way will they go? Hermione no idea which door leads to where? She doesn't want to tell Harry that she doesn't know where they are.

"Hermione, do you know where we are going? It seems that we are going around in circles," Harry said suspiciously.

"We are not lost! We are temporarily misplaced at the moment," she replied.

They continued down the hall, and it seems that they have been walking for hours. Hermione was starting to get scared, because it was getting close to dark, and they still haven't found their way back.

"Hermione?"

"Yes Harry," she turned as she was tackled by Harry.

He started to tickle her to death. Hermione could do nothing but laugh constantly. Hermione couldn't get out of Harry's clutches. It seemed as there nothing to stop him from his wrath.

They wrestled along the floor in order to conquer one another. They rolled around trying to get on top of each other. Hermione eventually triumphed over Harry.

Hermione finally found something besides academics she could be Harry in. Oh how she waited a long time for this.

"At least there's something I can beat you in, and I don't mean in school," Hermione said.

"What would that be?" he mocked her.

"Keeping you down and out and I can tell you this," she went to his ear, "There's a lot more than meets the eye."

'What is she doing? Is Hermione fancying me?' he thought as he gave a slight grin, 'If this the game Hermione wants to play, then she doesn't know what is in store for her.'

Then Harry grabbed Hermione's waist and pulled her into a deep kiss. Hermione wasn't expecting for him to do that. She didn't want to move at all. To her, she actually liked being her like this. Being close in Harry's arms, and kissing him fully and passionately, she eventually kissed him back to deepen it more. Their legs entwined with one another, and stayed there for a little while. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck as Harry wrapped his around her waist. The kiss lasted for a few, and separated to breathe to soak in the moment they just had. Harry didn't know why he'd done that in the first place. Hermione blushed into a bright red color, and wished Harry didn't see it. Eventually Hermione felt something furry on the back of her legs. It was Crookshanks.

"Crookshanks, he can lead us back to my room," Hermione said as she turned around, "Crookshanks, I have a treat for you if you lead us back to my room."

They got back up to their feet, and followed Hermione's cat. They ran through corridor after corridor of hallways. It seemed endless. Harry thought it was big before, but the house was a lot larger than he anticipated. After many turns they finally made towards the balcony. It viewed a beautiful garden. There were batches of red, pink, and yellow roses and bushes of white lilies. Harry was amazed by the view. It was breathtaking.

Hermione noticed the look on his face. She didn't want to disturb him. She actually liked it.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" she asked softly.

"Yeah, you're beautiful," she faced him and she heard him, "What I meant is that you're beautiful in the sunlight."

"Nice save," Hermione raised an eyebrow.

He noticed that she was climbing down the vine, "Mione, what are you doing?"

"I'm going down the vine. What does it look like I'm doing? Running around the place, and acting like Ron," Harry laughed, "I don't want to be lost in my own house forever."

"Fair enough, but I rather swing down," Harry said.

He grabbed a vine, and got on top of the balcony. He swiftly swung down past Hermione, and landed on the ground without a scratch on him. Hermione heard something crack, she looked up, and the wood was starting to break. It started to tip over slowly.

She had not choice, but to jump, and hope she doesn't get hurt. She leaped off of the structure, and headed towards the ground. Harry moved to the spot to catch Hermione. He caught her right in his arms, and got out of the way before the structure collapsed on them.

Harry put Hermione down to her feet. She thanked him as they walked back to the hallway that contains their rooms.

"Well, I'm going to bed. Goodnight," Hermione said turning to her door.

"Wait," he turned her to hug her tightly, "I just want to thank you for giving me a second chance."

"You're welcome," as they pulled apart.

Hermione felt the body warmth slip away. In sort of a good way, she liked being in his arms. She decided to not think about it anymore. She changed into her bed clothes, and drifted off to slumber.