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Rowling.
A/N: I'm so, so, so sorry it took so long. But I finally got it done.
YAY!
HARRYS FINAL YEAR
Chapter 3
Hermione awoke the next morning with a huge grin on her face. For a second she thought she was still in his arms but she soon realised that he must have carried her to bed. "Hermione!" Lavender yelled to get her attention. "Are you and Harry an item, or something?" She continued. Hermione looked at her quite shocked and replied confidently "Of course not, why on earth would you ever think that?" "Well, I don't know. Maybe because you were up all night and then he carries you up to your bed and then kisses you!" Lavender exclaimed. "What? He kissed me?" Hermione whispered with a frightening look on her face. "Well, it was only on the forehead but still! He stood there looking at you for ages! Lavender answered again. (Oh, it was just a friendly goodnight kiss! I won't mention it to him though, it'll just make things awkward.) Hermione thought to herself.
Meanwhile in the boys dorm.
"So" Ron started. "What did you and Hermione get up to last night?" "Oh, nothing." Harry said with a smile on his face. "Yeah right!" Said Ron with a small hint of anger in his voice. Harry didn't notice however as he continued. "It's really weird! When I look at her, I get a funny feeling in my stomach. We just talked. Ron, I think I like her, I mean really like her! What do you think I should do?" Harry pleaded. "Don't ask me." Ron replied storming out, Harry wondered what he'd done but didn't give it another thought after that.
The next few months passed quickly without any major interruptions. Harry and Hermione had been attending the staff meetings and were also heading the Graduation Dinner Committee. They had meetings for this twice a month, progress was steady and they looked to be on track for the end of the year. The two Head Prefects were having to sped lots more time together and Ron was the only one noticing how little time they were spending with him. It was nearly the Christmas holidays and Ron had just announced that he was going on holiday to Rome with his family. He was quite upset when they just waved him off without another thought. Harry and Hermione were just too wrapped up in school, their duties and their ever-growing fondness for each other to notice how they were treating Ron.
Apart from Harry and Hermione there were only two other Gryffindors staying at Hogwarts, David and Chris who were both first years. Harry and Hermione happily welcomed the empty common room. It was the first night of the holidays, around seven o'clock and they had decided to skip dinner to catch up on some potions homework. The workload was particularly heavy as the seventh year students would be sitting their N.E.W.T.S at the end of they year. This gave Snape an excellent excuse to give them all extra work to do. They were sitting opposite each other at a small wooden table and Harry would frequently look up just to see her face. (This is mad!) He told himself. (Just tell her how you feel. But I can't. What if it ruins our friendship? Oh, just forget it!) His heart was fighting a losing battle with his mind.
They both reached for a pencil in the centre of the table without looking up, and then.it happened. Their hands touched. His was resting on hers, then by some unknown force, Harry took her hand and leaned over towards her. (He's going to kiss me! Just relax!) She thought to herself frantically. Closer, closer, almost there, only an inch from her lips. "Harry! Hermione!" a voice yelled, coming through the portrait hole into the common room. They quickly pulled apart and let go of each other's hands. Harry threw himself backwards and overbalanced landing with a loud thud on the floor. Feeling quite foolish, he quickly jumped to his feet and turned to see the identity of the interrupter. It was David, the blonde-haired first year. He continued, "Dumbledore wanted me to bring you guys some food. He said you can't concentrate if you haven't eaten. He placed a large tray of food on the table and left straight away. "Thanks!" Hermione yelled trying to reach him as he left the common room.
They ate in silence, barely even looking up at each other. They would soon be full and not have an excuse to avoid talking. After they had finished, Harry broke the silence. He had been thinking hard about what he was going to say and he was determined to say it! "Um, well, Hermione, over these past few months I have, well, what I'm trying to say is that, well, I like you." He said this hesitantly, looking down at his feet and fidgeting his fingers. "Well, I like you too Harry." Hermione replied rather quickly. "No, I don't mean I like you as a friend, I mean I really like you, more than a friend. He continued glancing up to see how she was taking this. Hermione was shocked and just sat staring at him. She couldn't believe it! She began to speak slowly, "I really like you. I have for ages now and haven't had the guts to tell you." "Me too! Look, I know this isn't a guy thing to say but lets not move too fast, I don't want to ruin our friendship. Lets sleep on it and see how we feel in the morning." Harry said as he took her hand and led her up to her dorm. They both said goodnight and she went into her room. Harry headed towards his room smiling broadly and thinking happily of tomorrow
HARRYS FINAL YEAR
Chapter 3
Hermione awoke the next morning with a huge grin on her face. For a second she thought she was still in his arms but she soon realised that he must have carried her to bed. "Hermione!" Lavender yelled to get her attention. "Are you and Harry an item, or something?" She continued. Hermione looked at her quite shocked and replied confidently "Of course not, why on earth would you ever think that?" "Well, I don't know. Maybe because you were up all night and then he carries you up to your bed and then kisses you!" Lavender exclaimed. "What? He kissed me?" Hermione whispered with a frightening look on her face. "Well, it was only on the forehead but still! He stood there looking at you for ages! Lavender answered again. (Oh, it was just a friendly goodnight kiss! I won't mention it to him though, it'll just make things awkward.) Hermione thought to herself.
Meanwhile in the boys dorm.
"So" Ron started. "What did you and Hermione get up to last night?" "Oh, nothing." Harry said with a smile on his face. "Yeah right!" Said Ron with a small hint of anger in his voice. Harry didn't notice however as he continued. "It's really weird! When I look at her, I get a funny feeling in my stomach. We just talked. Ron, I think I like her, I mean really like her! What do you think I should do?" Harry pleaded. "Don't ask me." Ron replied storming out, Harry wondered what he'd done but didn't give it another thought after that.
The next few months passed quickly without any major interruptions. Harry and Hermione had been attending the staff meetings and were also heading the Graduation Dinner Committee. They had meetings for this twice a month, progress was steady and they looked to be on track for the end of the year. The two Head Prefects were having to sped lots more time together and Ron was the only one noticing how little time they were spending with him. It was nearly the Christmas holidays and Ron had just announced that he was going on holiday to Rome with his family. He was quite upset when they just waved him off without another thought. Harry and Hermione were just too wrapped up in school, their duties and their ever-growing fondness for each other to notice how they were treating Ron.
Apart from Harry and Hermione there were only two other Gryffindors staying at Hogwarts, David and Chris who were both first years. Harry and Hermione happily welcomed the empty common room. It was the first night of the holidays, around seven o'clock and they had decided to skip dinner to catch up on some potions homework. The workload was particularly heavy as the seventh year students would be sitting their N.E.W.T.S at the end of they year. This gave Snape an excellent excuse to give them all extra work to do. They were sitting opposite each other at a small wooden table and Harry would frequently look up just to see her face. (This is mad!) He told himself. (Just tell her how you feel. But I can't. What if it ruins our friendship? Oh, just forget it!) His heart was fighting a losing battle with his mind.
They both reached for a pencil in the centre of the table without looking up, and then.it happened. Their hands touched. His was resting on hers, then by some unknown force, Harry took her hand and leaned over towards her. (He's going to kiss me! Just relax!) She thought to herself frantically. Closer, closer, almost there, only an inch from her lips. "Harry! Hermione!" a voice yelled, coming through the portrait hole into the common room. They quickly pulled apart and let go of each other's hands. Harry threw himself backwards and overbalanced landing with a loud thud on the floor. Feeling quite foolish, he quickly jumped to his feet and turned to see the identity of the interrupter. It was David, the blonde-haired first year. He continued, "Dumbledore wanted me to bring you guys some food. He said you can't concentrate if you haven't eaten. He placed a large tray of food on the table and left straight away. "Thanks!" Hermione yelled trying to reach him as he left the common room.
They ate in silence, barely even looking up at each other. They would soon be full and not have an excuse to avoid talking. After they had finished, Harry broke the silence. He had been thinking hard about what he was going to say and he was determined to say it! "Um, well, Hermione, over these past few months I have, well, what I'm trying to say is that, well, I like you." He said this hesitantly, looking down at his feet and fidgeting his fingers. "Well, I like you too Harry." Hermione replied rather quickly. "No, I don't mean I like you as a friend, I mean I really like you, more than a friend. He continued glancing up to see how she was taking this. Hermione was shocked and just sat staring at him. She couldn't believe it! She began to speak slowly, "I really like you. I have for ages now and haven't had the guts to tell you." "Me too! Look, I know this isn't a guy thing to say but lets not move too fast, I don't want to ruin our friendship. Lets sleep on it and see how we feel in the morning." Harry said as he took her hand and led her up to her dorm. They both said goodnight and she went into her room. Harry headed towards his room smiling broadly and thinking happily of tomorrow