A/N: Please go easy on me, as I am not a native English speaker. I'm German
to be precise. Plus, this is my first fanfic ever! Do tell me what you
think about it, please! r/r
1 Supergirl
1.1
1.2 I. Of Love and Desaster
He looked at her. At her curious brown eyes that were scanning some book for informations. He loved to watch her working –the way she furrowed her brows.
It was one of those perfect evenings when everyone was absorbed in their work, sitting by the fire. Harry, Ron and Hermione had agreed on the fact that they could even make their studies as pleasant as possible. In their fifth year, work had defintitly increased as they were preparing to take their OWLs by the end of this year. It had been Hermione of course who had suggested to study every evening for an hour or so. But for once Harry and Ron had not objected because even they feared that otherwise they would not make it.
One by one the other students left the common room until the three were the only ones left. After another half an hour Ron got up, yawned and proclaimed that he would go to bed. Harry and Hermione only nodded absently, burrying themselves behind their books.
Once in a while, one of them would glance up to look at the other.
'She looks gorgeous', Harry thought as he watched Hermione shuffle through the pages of the "Standard book of Spells –Grade Five". Suddenly she lifted her head and their eyes met. Harry's stomach gave a jolt as she smiled at him. A smile, only Hermione could smile –full of caring and friendship. And this was exactly Harry's problem –friendship. He knew by now that he felt something more for Hermione than 'just' friendship. Although he kept reminding himself that she had been his friend for five years now, he could not stop thinking about her. Whenever she looked at him he felt a swarm of butterflies in his stomach, wanting to be set free. But he couldn't do it. He couldn't just walk over to her and confess his love. Harry knew it was not likely that she felt the same and he would risk everything. Their whole friendship would probably blow up if he told her how he felt. No, it was way better to keep this a secret, even though it hurt him. He didn't need to hurt her as well.
"Are you alright Harry? You look worried…"
"What? Oh, no, I'm fine Mione, just tired. Perhaps I should go to bed." With these words he started collecting his books.
"Yes, you're right Harry, I think I'll go, too."
Both of them got up and left their comfotable chairs. When thei reached the stairs, Harry stopped and looked at Hermione. She was looking at him as well and out of nothing, following a sudden emotion, she put her arm around his neck, pulled him towards her and kissed him. Totally shocked, Harry was unable to think, but his heart did, what his mind couldn't and he kissed her back, putting every single bit of love in this kiss that he had hidden for so long.
When they finally tore apart, none of them found words to express what they felt, so Harry took Hermiones hand and led her back to a couch by fire. They stayed there all night, wrapped into ech other's arms.
But the next morning came and with it the first Gryffindors who were heading for the Great Hall.
Angelina was the first to take notice of the sleeping couple. She turned around.
"Hey, Lavender! Would you look at this!"
"What is it Angie?", Lavender yawned, "Oh wow, I can't believe they finally found together!"
Woken up by the voices, Harry and Hermione opened their eyes. Hermione was the first to realize what had just happened. She bolted upright and pulled Harry with her.
"This… this is not what it looks like, you know…", she stammered.
"Yeah, sure Hermione. What was it then? Were you just teaching him some spell?" Lavender asked trying to look serious.
"Must have been a very special spell then!", Angelina joked, poking Hermione in the ribs, "Come on sweetheart. You know, we are so happy that you two finally made it.
"What do you mean 'finally made it'?", Harry interjected.
"Oh come on Harry. It was so obvious that the two of you were in love with each other!", it was Ron, who had come down into the common room in the meantime, "The only problem was that you both did everything in order not show it."
"Well, you are wrong, all of you! Nothing happened. We were merely studying and fell asleep. Yes on the same couch! So what? We have been friends for so long, this shouldn't be a problem, you know!" Hermione was furiously shouting at them. Then she turned around on the heel and stormed off, leaving a stunned Harry and friends.
Not knowing what to say or feel, Harry slowly got up and left the room, heading for the stairs to his dorm and ignoring the whispers around him.
'Nothing happened!…', he couldn't believe what Hermione had just said. Was this really 'nothing' to her? Did she regret her action from the evening before? After all it had been her, who had started the kiss… His head was swimming and he felt sick, so he sat down on his bed and closed the curtains around. He wanted to be alone –forever.
"Harry?" a voice asked tentatively. Ron had entered the room.
"Harry, are you alright?" His steps came nearer.
"What do you think Ron?" He was angry.
The curtains were pulled back and Ron sat down on Harry's bed.
It was long before he managed to make Harry talk about what had happened. But he knew how hard this was for Harry, because he knew that he had been in love with her for ages and this wasn't just another teenage romance.
"You know, Harry, I am so sure that she is in love with you, too- "
"Did you not hear her Ron? She said that nothing had happened! To me that doesen't sound like the words whith wich you express your love!"
"Listen Harry, the two of you have been hiding these feelings for ages, you know that, even if you didn't do it conciously. Of course it is hard to acknowledge the fact that you could be vulnerable now. But believe me, you will make it. Give her some time. Wait until she approaches you again. She did it once and she will do it again, I'm sure."
With that, he pulled Harry up and they went downstairs because they had already missed all the morning lessons and despite their friendship Ron did not want to miss lunch as well.
Harry left the room with mixed feelings. Although he was not the pessimistic type, he was not at all sure that Hermione felt the same for him as he felt for her.
Ok, this wasthe first part. Hope you liked it so far… In the next chapter: What does Hermione think what will Harry do? Please (!!) R/R!
1 Supergirl
1.1
1.2 I. Of Love and Desaster
He looked at her. At her curious brown eyes that were scanning some book for informations. He loved to watch her working –the way she furrowed her brows.
It was one of those perfect evenings when everyone was absorbed in their work, sitting by the fire. Harry, Ron and Hermione had agreed on the fact that they could even make their studies as pleasant as possible. In their fifth year, work had defintitly increased as they were preparing to take their OWLs by the end of this year. It had been Hermione of course who had suggested to study every evening for an hour or so. But for once Harry and Ron had not objected because even they feared that otherwise they would not make it.
One by one the other students left the common room until the three were the only ones left. After another half an hour Ron got up, yawned and proclaimed that he would go to bed. Harry and Hermione only nodded absently, burrying themselves behind their books.
Once in a while, one of them would glance up to look at the other.
'She looks gorgeous', Harry thought as he watched Hermione shuffle through the pages of the "Standard book of Spells –Grade Five". Suddenly she lifted her head and their eyes met. Harry's stomach gave a jolt as she smiled at him. A smile, only Hermione could smile –full of caring and friendship. And this was exactly Harry's problem –friendship. He knew by now that he felt something more for Hermione than 'just' friendship. Although he kept reminding himself that she had been his friend for five years now, he could not stop thinking about her. Whenever she looked at him he felt a swarm of butterflies in his stomach, wanting to be set free. But he couldn't do it. He couldn't just walk over to her and confess his love. Harry knew it was not likely that she felt the same and he would risk everything. Their whole friendship would probably blow up if he told her how he felt. No, it was way better to keep this a secret, even though it hurt him. He didn't need to hurt her as well.
"Are you alright Harry? You look worried…"
"What? Oh, no, I'm fine Mione, just tired. Perhaps I should go to bed." With these words he started collecting his books.
"Yes, you're right Harry, I think I'll go, too."
Both of them got up and left their comfotable chairs. When thei reached the stairs, Harry stopped and looked at Hermione. She was looking at him as well and out of nothing, following a sudden emotion, she put her arm around his neck, pulled him towards her and kissed him. Totally shocked, Harry was unable to think, but his heart did, what his mind couldn't and he kissed her back, putting every single bit of love in this kiss that he had hidden for so long.
When they finally tore apart, none of them found words to express what they felt, so Harry took Hermiones hand and led her back to a couch by fire. They stayed there all night, wrapped into ech other's arms.
But the next morning came and with it the first Gryffindors who were heading for the Great Hall.
Angelina was the first to take notice of the sleeping couple. She turned around.
"Hey, Lavender! Would you look at this!"
"What is it Angie?", Lavender yawned, "Oh wow, I can't believe they finally found together!"
Woken up by the voices, Harry and Hermione opened their eyes. Hermione was the first to realize what had just happened. She bolted upright and pulled Harry with her.
"This… this is not what it looks like, you know…", she stammered.
"Yeah, sure Hermione. What was it then? Were you just teaching him some spell?" Lavender asked trying to look serious.
"Must have been a very special spell then!", Angelina joked, poking Hermione in the ribs, "Come on sweetheart. You know, we are so happy that you two finally made it.
"What do you mean 'finally made it'?", Harry interjected.
"Oh come on Harry. It was so obvious that the two of you were in love with each other!", it was Ron, who had come down into the common room in the meantime, "The only problem was that you both did everything in order not show it."
"Well, you are wrong, all of you! Nothing happened. We were merely studying and fell asleep. Yes on the same couch! So what? We have been friends for so long, this shouldn't be a problem, you know!" Hermione was furiously shouting at them. Then she turned around on the heel and stormed off, leaving a stunned Harry and friends.
Not knowing what to say or feel, Harry slowly got up and left the room, heading for the stairs to his dorm and ignoring the whispers around him.
'Nothing happened!…', he couldn't believe what Hermione had just said. Was this really 'nothing' to her? Did she regret her action from the evening before? After all it had been her, who had started the kiss… His head was swimming and he felt sick, so he sat down on his bed and closed the curtains around. He wanted to be alone –forever.
"Harry?" a voice asked tentatively. Ron had entered the room.
"Harry, are you alright?" His steps came nearer.
"What do you think Ron?" He was angry.
The curtains were pulled back and Ron sat down on Harry's bed.
It was long before he managed to make Harry talk about what had happened. But he knew how hard this was for Harry, because he knew that he had been in love with her for ages and this wasn't just another teenage romance.
"You know, Harry, I am so sure that she is in love with you, too- "
"Did you not hear her Ron? She said that nothing had happened! To me that doesen't sound like the words whith wich you express your love!"
"Listen Harry, the two of you have been hiding these feelings for ages, you know that, even if you didn't do it conciously. Of course it is hard to acknowledge the fact that you could be vulnerable now. But believe me, you will make it. Give her some time. Wait until she approaches you again. She did it once and she will do it again, I'm sure."
With that, he pulled Harry up and they went downstairs because they had already missed all the morning lessons and despite their friendship Ron did not want to miss lunch as well.
Harry left the room with mixed feelings. Although he was not the pessimistic type, he was not at all sure that Hermione felt the same for him as he felt for her.
Ok, this wasthe first part. Hope you liked it so far… In the next chapter: What does Hermione think what will Harry do? Please (!!) R/R!