Chapter 3
A/N~ Thank you for all the nice reviews, I've got about 9 chapters written out on paper, it's just finding time around school to type and post all this stuff. Not to mention that sometimes Fanfic decides to be communist and not let me post stuff, thanks for hanging in there, now things start getting better.
A/N~ Oh, mushy romantic stuff warning, this story is just perfect for a hopeless romantic like myself, so if you want adventure plot, or big problems for the characters, you are at the wrong story.
A/N~ Last one I promise, you all know the drill, the characters are JKR, the story is mine except for parts blatantly stolen from other stories, I mention that at the parts. Read and Review! Enjoy.
Hermione woke up with a start, she hadn't remembered even going to bed last night. In fact, the last thing that she remembered was crying into Harry's shoulder. Oh God, she had fallen asleep in Harry's arms. This was both wonderful and terrible. That had been one of the best nights of her life, it had been almost perfect. In fact it would have been perfect if he had only known how she felt, and if he had returned those feelings. That thought was so depressing that she almost decided to go back to bed and hide under the covers again. Only her force of will allowed her to stand up and open the door and look outside. She walked down the hall to Harry's room and knocked on the door. Harry opened the door with a smile.
(A/N~ This takes place during Christmas break, and Harry and Hermione have their own rooms because they are the Head students.)
"Oh good, you're awake, I was getting a little worried. Are you okay now?" He continued in a concerned voice. "I wanted to talk to you about last night"
"Umm, okay" she replied, knowing that he would continue whether she wanted him to or not.
"Are you sure you're okay," Harry said, "Because I want to know who did that to you and where I can find him." Hermione gave him a strange look, but remained silent, so he continued, "look, someone obviously hurt you very badly, and no one hurts you without dealing with me first. I'm your friend! I just want to umm, "talk" with this guy"
Hermione gave Harry another long look as she walked away shaking her head. I can't believe how dense he is, and how like a big brother. Being Harry's little sister would be worse than being his best friend. I guess that's just another problem to add to my list. I hope Remus will be able to help, she thought as she started to recite the words to the spell.
A/N~ now, I know no one really wants to read several hours of Hermione performing a complicated spell, and even if you did I didn't want to write it. For all you fanatics out there Hermione uses an adaptation of a werewolf tracing spell to find the Teacher's quarters (they're hidden by spells from the students, oh and Remus is DADA teacher again). Then she follows the trail the spell leaves.
"Professor Lupin?" Hermione said hesitantly as she knocked on Remus's door.
"Hermione," he said looking startled as he opened the door, "This is a surprise, please come in."
"Is this a bad time Professor, because I can come back later if it is…"
"Oh, no of course not, I always have time for my best student" (no, he is not hitting on her, if you want that go read Katie D.'s story) "I'm just surprised that you were able to find me, I thought the teacher's quarters were hidden from the students."
"Oh, they are," replied Hermione, "it was very difficult to find you, but I really need to talk to someone, and you were the only person I could think of"
"Okay, of course you can talk to me Hermione, what's the problem?"
"Well, I guess I just have to say it, I'm in love with Harry. I spent all of last night crying about him, and when he came in to check on me he came over and held me and I fell asleep in his arms"
Remus let out a huge breath, "Oh, boy. That wasn't what I was expecting. Question, how did I go from DADA professor to the Love advice professor. Why couldn't you have had a simple problem, you know like an evil that you unleashed, a pet demon or the reappearance of Voldemort. Something along those lines? Herm, I hope you understand that I know about zilch in this subject area. I didn't date a lot in school because of my little problem."
"But you know Harry as well as me, he confides in you, and you don't have these little biases like me"
"Well, this may be a shot in the dark, but have you considered telling Harry how you feel?"
Re-sorry, Professor Lupin, I can't! What if he doesn't feel the same way about me that I feel about him, our wonderful friendship will be ruined. I just…, I just…, I just don't know what to do" she ended with a wail.
"Did you ever consider that Harry might have the same feelings towards you, It's not unheard of you know, I happen to know two people who were in a very similar situation, or I used to know them." Remus finished in a low voice.
"Who?" Hermione asked.
"Lily and James Potter" Remus replied softly. "Why don't you just talk to Harry, I'm sure he will understand."
"I'll try," said Hermione, "I've tried before, but the words just stop before they leave my lips. I'm just too scared." She finished hopelessly.
"Hermione, you are one of the smartest and bravest people I know, don give me any crap about being scared. You've been able to do everything you put your mind to, you can certainly do this, " Remus almost shouted. This got a small smile out of Hermione. "Anyway, " he continued in a calmer voice, "if you don't do something about this now, you will spend the rest of your life wondering what would have happened. Trust me on this one."
From his tone Hermione could tell not to inquire further. "Thank you very much Professor Lupin, I appreciate your advice." She said in a somber tone, "I'm going to go upstairs now and cry a bit more before a destroy a friendship. I'll see you tomorrow in class. Goodnight Remus." Hermione walked through the door feeling mixed emotions. She agreed with Remus, she should tell Harry, but she didn't want to. Hermione went back to her room and locked the door with a spell and bolt and proceeded to cry her heart out until she fell asleep.
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Unbeknownst to Hermione, Harry was seeking the advice of their close friend Remus Lupin as well. As Harry walked down to the Great Hall before supper, he stopped by Hermione's room, she was crying again. He tried the door, but it was locked. He could have opened the door if he was so inclined, but he chose to follow her wishes, a locked door meant that she wanted to be left alone. Harry continued down the stairs until he saw Lupin, also going downstairs for supper. "Re- I mean – Professor Lupin," can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Well, I'm certainly popular today," Remus replied, "you're the second person today to ask for my wonderful and glorious advice. Here, we can sit down in my office and chat for a bit then." They stepped inside his office (well duh, for who ever couldn't figure that one out) "Please sit down Harry," Professor Lupin said with a smile. "Nowh, vhat seems to ve zee provlem?" He said with an unidentifiable accent.
"Remus, that is by far, the worst Sean Connary accent I have ever heard." Harry said barely suppressing laughter.
"It was supposed to be Freud." Lupin said looking injured. "Moving on, what is the problem?"
"Umm, I think I'm in love with Hermione." Harry said blushing a dark red.
A/N~ and I'm going to end this chapter right here so that I will get reviews begging me to continue, and because it is 1:10am EST and I am exhausted, but I had to finish this chapter.