(*A/N* Ok, here I go at another attempt at a fic. PLEASE review. Try and be
nice.)
Disclaimer: I don't any of the Harry Potter thingys in this story. None of it is mine.
Hermione Granger stood in front of her best friend breathing in nervously.
"Ok, here I go." she said to him. Harry Potter, this best friend of hers, stood patiently awaiting to hear what she had to say.
"I have a confession to make. If I don't say this to you now, I might just go crazy. Promise me you won't say anything until I'm done, okay?" Hermione demanded. Harry looked calm and nodded his head with a loving smile.
"I love you," Hermione blurted out. "I- uh - yeah. I love you. The scary thing about that is that I've probably known it since the day I saw you on the train. And after the whole troll incident, I fell for you faster than you could utter 'leviosa'." Harry laughed a little and smiled for her to continue.
"Truth be told, I think you're too good for me." Hermione closed her eyes and tried to keep her composure. "I'm not beautiful like Fleur. I'll never be as experienced as Lavender. I'm not even close to being as athletic as Cho. I'm just me. And compared to wonderful and brave and talented you, being just me is nothing," she said with a slight drop in her voice. Harry began to dispute her comments when she interrupted him.
"You said you wouldn't interrupt," she reminded him.
"Fine." Harry agreed.
"Anyways, I know me saying this might disrupt the perfect friendship between the Hogwarts infamous trio, but I don't want to live my life regretting something I didn't say. I love the person you make me. I'm not the scared and meek little girl I usually am. You push me to be braver, braver than I really am." Hermione said fiddling with her robes. Harry could sense the nervousness in her voice and giggled a little.
" And bloody hell, I don't think you understand just how crazy I am about you! I don't think you know how scared I am right now either. Ok, yes, I'm scared that you might not love me back, I'm scared you might just react to all of this by laughing in my face, but most of all, I'm scared that if I don't confess this to you right now, I might just miss my chance at a 'happily ever after' ending. And I've thought about all the consequences of this speech and I've reviewed the pros and cons, but I have to confess. You're worth it. Everything that may go wrong after this doesn't matter because you're completely worth it." Hermione finished her long speech by shutting her eyes and waiting for any kind of response.
Harry leaned in and hugged his best friend tightly. "That was perfect, Hermione. That was bloody brilliant." Harry said smiling.
"You think so, Harry?" Hermione asked nervously.
"I wouldn't change a thing." Harry said nodding proudly. The portrait whole swung open and the conversation was interrupted by a tall red head. Harry raised his eyebrows at Hermione and flashed an encouraging smile.
"Here's your chance, Hermione. Like I said, don't change a thing and you should be fine. He loves you too, I know it." Harry assured her. As Ron Weasley began to walk towards his two best friends, Harry slipped away and began to ascend the staircase that led to the boys dormitory.
"Where's he off to?" Ron asked.
"Who knows?" Hermione said starring at the floor.
"What's up, Granger?" Ron asked noticing her nervousness.
Hermione took a deep breath. "Ok, here I go-" she told herself.
"I have a confession to make. If I don't say this to you now, I might just go crazy." she began.
(A/N: reviews please. Tell me if I should leave it open or not. My apologies to all the H/Hr's that read this not knowing this was really an R/H.)
Disclaimer: I don't any of the Harry Potter thingys in this story. None of it is mine.
Hermione Granger stood in front of her best friend breathing in nervously.
"Ok, here I go." she said to him. Harry Potter, this best friend of hers, stood patiently awaiting to hear what she had to say.
"I have a confession to make. If I don't say this to you now, I might just go crazy. Promise me you won't say anything until I'm done, okay?" Hermione demanded. Harry looked calm and nodded his head with a loving smile.
"I love you," Hermione blurted out. "I- uh - yeah. I love you. The scary thing about that is that I've probably known it since the day I saw you on the train. And after the whole troll incident, I fell for you faster than you could utter 'leviosa'." Harry laughed a little and smiled for her to continue.
"Truth be told, I think you're too good for me." Hermione closed her eyes and tried to keep her composure. "I'm not beautiful like Fleur. I'll never be as experienced as Lavender. I'm not even close to being as athletic as Cho. I'm just me. And compared to wonderful and brave and talented you, being just me is nothing," she said with a slight drop in her voice. Harry began to dispute her comments when she interrupted him.
"You said you wouldn't interrupt," she reminded him.
"Fine." Harry agreed.
"Anyways, I know me saying this might disrupt the perfect friendship between the Hogwarts infamous trio, but I don't want to live my life regretting something I didn't say. I love the person you make me. I'm not the scared and meek little girl I usually am. You push me to be braver, braver than I really am." Hermione said fiddling with her robes. Harry could sense the nervousness in her voice and giggled a little.
" And bloody hell, I don't think you understand just how crazy I am about you! I don't think you know how scared I am right now either. Ok, yes, I'm scared that you might not love me back, I'm scared you might just react to all of this by laughing in my face, but most of all, I'm scared that if I don't confess this to you right now, I might just miss my chance at a 'happily ever after' ending. And I've thought about all the consequences of this speech and I've reviewed the pros and cons, but I have to confess. You're worth it. Everything that may go wrong after this doesn't matter because you're completely worth it." Hermione finished her long speech by shutting her eyes and waiting for any kind of response.
Harry leaned in and hugged his best friend tightly. "That was perfect, Hermione. That was bloody brilliant." Harry said smiling.
"You think so, Harry?" Hermione asked nervously.
"I wouldn't change a thing." Harry said nodding proudly. The portrait whole swung open and the conversation was interrupted by a tall red head. Harry raised his eyebrows at Hermione and flashed an encouraging smile.
"Here's your chance, Hermione. Like I said, don't change a thing and you should be fine. He loves you too, I know it." Harry assured her. As Ron Weasley began to walk towards his two best friends, Harry slipped away and began to ascend the staircase that led to the boys dormitory.
"Where's he off to?" Ron asked.
"Who knows?" Hermione said starring at the floor.
"What's up, Granger?" Ron asked noticing her nervousness.
Hermione took a deep breath. "Ok, here I go-" she told herself.
"I have a confession to make. If I don't say this to you now, I might just go crazy." she began.
(A/N: reviews please. Tell me if I should leave it open or not. My apologies to all the H/Hr's that read this not knowing this was really an R/H.)