Tension, Anticipation, and A Little Romance
Chapter 1: Never the Same.
Author's Note: I've only just discovered fanfiction.net and my urge to write. Not an urge to write well because I don't, but an urge to write. And there's about 50,000 Harry Potter fanfictions here. I've bound to written something a little similar, or maybe extremely similar to one of those other 50,000 stories. So if I have please don't go accusing me of plagiarism. I hope my story will be as different as possible.
There was something different about today. Harry could smell it in the air. It was freedom. Freedom from the Dursely's for an entire year. Ahh yes, it was back to Hogwarts indeed. Harry couldn't wait to start his third year with Ron and Hermione. And Hermione in particular. He was thinking about Hermione an awful lot lately, awfully more than usual. He began daydreaming about her, as he waited at Platform 9¾. Hermione was beautiful, intelligent, and everything else Harry could ever dream of. He just never realized that his true love and destiny would be one of his own best friends running right towards him. "Harry! Harry! Harry?" said Hermione, waving her hand in front of his face. He suddenly regained consciousness at the sight of her beautiful face. She smelled wonderful, too, just like cinnamon. "Hermione! Hi! How've you been?" "Oh God! I've missed you so much, Harry!" She hugged him, squeezed him, and wrapped her arms around his strong back. He tingled all over. What's wrong with me? I've hugged Hermione lots of times before. How is this any different? But it was different.because she had been developing the same feelings for him ever since the day she laid eyes on him. A cool breeze flew past them; the air was tense, as they suddenly realized that for about 30 seconds now, they were still in each other's embrace. They quickly moved away from each other, but for a split second, they stopped, stared into each other's eyes, and gave each other a look. It was a look that told them both that this was certainly not going to be an ordinary year. It was going to be a year of tension, a year of anticipation, and with any hope, a year of romance. And because they had let themselves indulge in that one look, in that one split second, they had given their true selves and their true feelings away. Things would never be the same between Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. Harry knew it. Hermione knew it. They both knew it.
PLEASE read and review! Tell me if you want me to continue or not! I've just started writing and I want to know if I'm wasting my time! This would be greatly appreciated! Thanks!
Chapter 1: Never the Same.
Author's Note: I've only just discovered fanfiction.net and my urge to write. Not an urge to write well because I don't, but an urge to write. And there's about 50,000 Harry Potter fanfictions here. I've bound to written something a little similar, or maybe extremely similar to one of those other 50,000 stories. So if I have please don't go accusing me of plagiarism. I hope my story will be as different as possible.
There was something different about today. Harry could smell it in the air. It was freedom. Freedom from the Dursely's for an entire year. Ahh yes, it was back to Hogwarts indeed. Harry couldn't wait to start his third year with Ron and Hermione. And Hermione in particular. He was thinking about Hermione an awful lot lately, awfully more than usual. He began daydreaming about her, as he waited at Platform 9¾. Hermione was beautiful, intelligent, and everything else Harry could ever dream of. He just never realized that his true love and destiny would be one of his own best friends running right towards him. "Harry! Harry! Harry?" said Hermione, waving her hand in front of his face. He suddenly regained consciousness at the sight of her beautiful face. She smelled wonderful, too, just like cinnamon. "Hermione! Hi! How've you been?" "Oh God! I've missed you so much, Harry!" She hugged him, squeezed him, and wrapped her arms around his strong back. He tingled all over. What's wrong with me? I've hugged Hermione lots of times before. How is this any different? But it was different.because she had been developing the same feelings for him ever since the day she laid eyes on him. A cool breeze flew past them; the air was tense, as they suddenly realized that for about 30 seconds now, they were still in each other's embrace. They quickly moved away from each other, but for a split second, they stopped, stared into each other's eyes, and gave each other a look. It was a look that told them both that this was certainly not going to be an ordinary year. It was going to be a year of tension, a year of anticipation, and with any hope, a year of romance. And because they had let themselves indulge in that one look, in that one split second, they had given their true selves and their true feelings away. Things would never be the same between Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. Harry knew it. Hermione knew it. They both knew it.
PLEASE read and review! Tell me if you want me to continue or not! I've just started writing and I want to know if I'm wasting my time! This would be greatly appreciated! Thanks!