Harry Potter sat in his charms seat staring into space. In his seventh year, Harry was single and alone. He had dated many girls, and had many relationships, but none of them seemed right. His relationship with Cho had lasted six months, before Hermione put a stop to it.

Cho had used Harry to get into the newspapers and get attention. Finally, Hermione had gotten into a huge catfight with her, and made her leave Harry. Thankfully, Harry hadn't cared less about who dumped who, as long as Cho was gone.

Harry sat up straighter as he looked at Hermione across from him. She looked the same as always, but there was something different. She was gorgeous. Then Harry realized it.

He was in love with Hermione Granger.

The thought struck him as odd, but he understood it. She had always been there. Always supported him. He had ALWAYS loved her, but he didn't know it.

The moment charms was over, Harry rushed out of the classroom and grabbed Hermione before she got to their next class.

"Hermione!"

"Harry, what's wrong. You look like you just found out that-"

"I did find something out."

"What?"

"I'm in Love." He said. He watched closely as Hermione's face fell.

"Oh, well Harry, that's wonderful."

"You really think so."

"Yeah."

"You'll be 100% supportive no matter what?"

"Is it Cho?"

"No."

"Then I'll be 100% supportive. Now who is it."

"It's you."

Hermione looked stunned for a moment, before she smiled.

"I Love you to."

Harry leaned in and kissed her.