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Harry's P.O.V.

I was walking through the forest in my newly polished shoes when I heard crying. And not the 'I feel sorry for myself' crying, it was the 'I'm so sad that this happened' or 'I'm heartbroken' crying. Curiosity got the better of me and I quietly came closer. The servant girl that had stood up to Draco lay, crumpled on the ground. I watched as her crying calmed and she fell asleep. I decided to wait and ask her why she was crying.

Hermione's P.O.V.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I awoke, Prince Harry was standing about 10 feet away from me. I must have looked confused, because he smiled and said,

"Hi."

"Hello." I said wondering what on earth he was doing here, watching me. He seemed to read my mind because he said,

"I was taking a walk when I heard someone crying. Why were you crying?"

I hung my head. Then looked up at him. I patted a spot next to me and he came to sit down.

"You really want to know why I was crying?" I asked in disbelief.

He nodded his head. "Yeah, I really do."

"Well," I said, "Today I got a letter. And if was really meant for my mother, my father's a king or prince."

"What's wrong with that?" Harry asked.

"I don't want to be a princess!" I cried. " I'll have to marry someone like you!"

"Hey! Not all princes are bad. I'm not." Harry protested.

"Well, I know one prince that's a jerk and maybe worse." I said.

Harry's brow furrowed. "You mean Draco? He's not all bad. I don't know why he's so mean to you. Is that the only reason you don't want to be a princess? And why did you read the letter? Didn't your mum tell you that you're a princess?"

My eyes filled with tears.

"That's another problem. My mum died when I was born. She never told anyone who she married. So I don't know if this man's actually my dad. It may be meant for someone else. My mum's name was already Granger, I think. So, the letter may actually be for someone else." I whipped away her tears and sniffed.

"So, lets see if I've got this right." Harry said. "Your mum never mentioned your dad's name and died without telling anyone. You don't know if this letter is actually for you. But I still don't get why you don't want to be a princess, its kind of fun – being a prince is at least."

I sighed.

"But it would be hard for me. I've been a servant my whole life. I mean, if I was a princess, servants would be waiting on me and I'd hate it because I can do it myself. If I saw something that needed to be done, I'd do it. Do you get what I'm saying?" I said.

"Just because you're used to doing stuff doesn't mean you can't change." Harry objected. "You'd just get in trouble and even then you might not, because your dad might not care what you do."

"True." I said. "I'd never thought of that. But it's kind of scary too. Because, well, a man I've never met comes to get me. I mean, how will he treat me? Will he want me for his daughter? What if he doesn't because I'm a servant? And what will he do when he finds out mum's dead?" I couldn't keep the questions inside me anymore.

"Hey," Harry soothed. "Why don't you worry about it when it happens? I don't think you should do anything but be who you are. If he doesn't want you, you still have a life here. And that won't change if he doesn't want you."

I smiled.

"You're a great listener. Thank you."

Harry put up his hands in a shrugging gesture. "I've decided being nice to people gets more respect than demanding it and being rude."

"Well, thank you. I'm glad I had someone to talk to." I said.

"Anytime. I'm willing to listen." Said Harry. "What's your name? I don't want to call you 'servant-girl' all the time."

"Hermione." I said. "And your Prince Harry."

"Just Harry."

We stood.

"I'd better get back to the cottage. It's getting dark." I said. I turned and ran toward the cottage, then stopped, turned back and waved. Then continued on to the cottage.

Harry's P.O.V.

"She's a nice girl." I thought. "Shame Draco's so mean to her." I began walking back to the castle where I was spending the night. And then it hit me.

"I've made a new friend." I said aloud. I smiled. It was fun to have a friend who could tell you there troubles and when the time came, you could tell them yours.

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