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A/N: You guessed it! Harry's dream is coming up! More updates SOON! Sorry Harry's just a tad bit weird, but that's okay. In this chapter things get... MORE CONFUSING! I can't wait for the next chapter when things really get stirred up.. but wait! Read this chapter first!

Chapter Five: Harry-- Just Thinking

Harry had been thinking very hard, he didn't know how he felt. He just kept thinking over and over...besides for the last couple nights he had been having dreams about Voldemort--and he had a feeling Hermione had been dreaming about not getting home...ever.

"Hermione can't like me?" Harry thought to himself, "She's always had a thing for Ron, its so obvious."

"So what if I use her Birthday and Christmas presents more than Ron's, she gives good presents!"

"Besides! Ron gave Hermione perfume in our fifth year...if that isn't enough evidence then I might as well have stolen a Hippogriff! Wait... I already did that...never mind," Harry rolled over onto his other side.

Harry thought about this for a while," I don't like Hermoine, and Hermione can't like me...right?" Harry was so confused.

"But Hermione cares about me, she worries about me, she's always there for me! But she's my friend, I know her to well, it'd be like dating your sister--okay that's wrong."



"And I have to remember the whole Yule Ball incident. Actually it was quite funny...and I've always had a thing for Ginny... Hermione was yelling at Ron, it was right in his face! Ron likes Hermione...that's a give in...but what about Hermione? What about ME?"

"It's so funny how Ron absolutely hates Krum! And Hermione hates Fluer-- there's tension there, a lot of tension..." Harry trailed off in thought."



" I can't like Hermione, I mean sure I worry about her, but who wouldn;t pull their best friend out from in front of a group of rabid wombats to save there life, even if they were a girl?"" Harry laughed at this, "Rabid wombats," he thought, "I crack myself up...like a monkey..." Harry continued to think of psycho crazy things.

"Stupid girls, you can never tell what their thinking, or get a straight answer," Harry thought, "I mean wouldn't it be so easy just to wake up tomorrow and say 'Hermione you don't like me do you?', but no, Hermione would get all mad and stuff."

All of this thinking was driving Harry crazy, "So do I like her or what? No I don't! But am I just saying no because I'm denying it? And do I think I'm denying it because Hermione and me are stuck in the middle of no where with no wands? I'm I insane? Do I love Ginny?" At the last thought Harry stopped, " Do I love Ginny? Great...more teenage love problem for me..."



"I am aware that Hermione kissed me in our fourth year, she's my friend, so what? You don't kiss you friends? Give me a break. She kissed Ron in our fifth year! 'They're just friends!' But you don't kiss your friends!" Harry was getting very frustrated.

"But the kiss Hermione gave me was a good-bye kiss...but the one she gave Ron was more...more....well, it was for good luck, but it was just more..."

Harry sat up in his tent and thought to himself, "I know what's going on, I have a plan to figure everything out. I know who everyone was ment to be with, it all makes sense now... How could I be so blind, she's all I think about. I know I love her, but will I ever tell her? Tomorrow," he thought as he lay down, "tomorrow is a different day, maybe she'll know one day, maybe she won't, I don't know what's going to happen... I'll just take it one day at a time.

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