Chapter 4
But something caught my attention,
"Good morning everyone" I turned around to see Hermione dressed in a pink tank top. And, a pair of white pajamas her torso looked curvier something I haven't noticed before.
And…. Wait don't go there Potter she's your best friend and that's it. I turned around to look back at my plate.
What was I doing! I was basically starring at her! I just wish I knew what she was doing to me!
I felt my shoulder began to stiffen; I turned my head slightly to found a hand. But who's? Then I did something I didn't except myself to do or think I would ever do. I grabbed Hermione's hand, her gentle, soft hand and began caressing it. When I realized what I was doing I quickly finished my food and left for my room.
I slammed my head on the wall, and then I began to lie on the bed and began to think.
(Why did I stare at Hermione like that? Is this something even Dumbledore can't figure out? How about Sirius? I got it! I'll ask them both what's going on….)
I was pulled out of my thoughts, by knocking on my door. It was nearly silent, so I started at the door very slowly.
Hermione's POV
(What was I? No I just want, wait do I? Ugh I should go before….)
I gave a small scream and fringed when Harry opened the door. I tried to find the courage to look him in the eyes.
But something was holding me back. (It could be… no he doesn't.) Then he began to speak in a soft tone, which slightly calmed me knowing that he wasn't angry at me.
"Hermione?"
(Well one of my reviewers wanted a longer chapter so here you go, and if you liked it tell me in a review. And huge cliffhanger!)