Last day of school, ever. How do I feel about this? Terrible, scared, sad, and excited all at the same time. I shouldn't really miss this place too much, as I have a job here at the best school in witchcraft and wizardry. Hogwarts for those of you who don't know, and if you don't know anything about this school, I'd recommend a book called, Hogwarts, a History, its a lovely book.
Back to the story though, what do you do with all of these emotions? I relax them. While everyone is inside having the last dinner of their Hogwarts career, I'm outside letting the brown, orange, and flaxen colored leaves fall gently on my closed eyes. I'm going to try and not think of anything, but I know it won't work.
You see for the last, oh I'd say, 3 years, I've been crushing and falling rapidly for one special person in particular. Harry Potter. Now you might say, I know why you're thinking about him, you love him! But that's not the only reason, you see I've never told him anything, and frankly, I'm kicking myself in the pants because I didn't. I promised myself hundreds of times, thousands of times, I will tell him, but at the very last moment I'd look at his green eyes and blank out.
"What's the use of falling in love when you're too scared to even admit it?" I ask myself, intending only myself, yet the shadow behind that liquid amber listening in.
"The use of falling in love my Mione, is to know what it feels like to be a one-and-only to another one-and-only." I turn my head, and by joe, its Harry Potter himself.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Well, I've been here since you got here. I decided to come and watch you relax."
"WHy on earth would you want to do a silly thing like that Mr. Potter? Watching your best friend get dirt and leaves in her hair is entertaining to you?"
"Quite frankly, when it comes to my female best friend, yes." I crack open one eye and stare at him for a moment.
"Care to join me Mr. Potter? Lots of leaves to go around."
"Why do you insist on calling me "Mr. Potter?"
"Fine, Mr. Harry then."
"Why the Mr.?"
"Its my choice as to whether or not I wish to use a Mr. or not when titling you in my presence." I say cracking a sly smile.
"Oh really? So should I be calling you Miss Hermione, instead of My Mione?"
"I prefer My Mione thank you very much."
"But-"
"Harry shut up and lay down with me, as whatever you wish to call me, just as its you who is laying here with me." I say looking straight into his eyes. I see I made some kind of mark on him. I hope its a good one.
"You just want me? Harry?"
"That's the one, now get your sorry ass down here!" I pat the pile of leaves next to me laughing playfully. He smiles and lies down with me.
"My Mione?"
"Mmm?"
"What are you going to do after today is over and down with? Where are you going to live?" He asks looking at me. I turn my head towards him, and finally realize how close we are.
"I'm the new charms teacher here Harry, I thought you and Ron knew?" His face shows that he didn't, and that he is shocked too much about it.
"You're staying here? Working I mean."
"Yes, is this a bad thing?" I ask timidly.
"No! No, not at all! Its just I'm the new Quiddtich Professor here, They wanted to higher someone who knew what they were doing." Words can't describe what I'm thinking right now...
"HARRY ! That's wonderful!" I shout climbing on top of him and give him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"This is so great, we'll be working together, we'll have so much fun! Professor Potter? Sounds about right-" WHat just happened? Lets recap from outside my point of view shall we?
Hermione looks at Harry as he tells her he's the new Quiddtich Professor, and she shrieks with joy, climbing on top of him to hug him. Harry is some what shocked, yet he still has that drop dead grin on his face. Hermione of course can't see this, until she pulls her head up and starts babbling on and on about how wonderful it is that he's going to be working with her, when he does the impossible, he kisses her dead on the lips.
Lets take it back to Hermione's point of view...
Hermione closes her eyes and relaxes to his body, kissing him back after a moments thought of what the hell he was doing. Oh God....he knows exactly where to put his hands...this is better then heaven, I'm sure it is...hell I'd pass heaven for hell if hell was this good....OH MY GOD his tongue is at my lips! OPEN DAMMIT! Ok this is it, I love him I have to tell him...
"Harry."
"What is it?" he whispers in my face, blowing his warm breath on my moist lips.
"I love you, I've been meaning to tell you that since the summer before 5th year, but um..I kinda freaked out about what you might say or do-"
"Hermione, I love you so much, and have since 4th year. I can't believe you never caught on before then." He says smiling slyly at me.
"You did? Me? The bushy haired freak, when you get all the other girls at any moment?" Harry blushes and turns his head.
"Is this why you never dated?"
"Is this why you never dated?"
"I asked you first."
"Does it really matter? THe fact that you're on top of me, and I'm quite comfortable right now, is all that I'm thinking about right now. The fact that I love you, and didn't want to share any of that love is because of my affections for you. They go beyond any limits imaginable."
"How come you know all the right words to turn me into a puddle of nothing?"
"You could never be nothing My Mione. You're always something, something only I want."
"I love you Harry."
"Right back at you My Mione, I love you beyond the leaves."
Disclaimer: JKR owns the characters and Harry Potter related things, I own the shitty plot and how it was delivered.
Sorry I put this up...I got bored at 2 in the morning, Happy Thanksgiving!