Hi everyone! this is my first Fic...at least my first one on FF.N. First
of all I'd like to point out that I don't own any of the characters or
places in this story....unfortunatley. But other then that I hope you
enjoy it, and, maybe if I get enough positive reviews I'll continue with it
and write more chapters to it.
P.S. this is the final revision.....maybe......I work fast huh?
A/N:this is set during their 5th year....everyone's hit puberty finally and a few of the people puberty hit them!....enjoy!
And there she is, her long brown hair looking so straight and shiny, so much different from how she looked during our first year, her creamy white skin making the moon look like a barwench in comparison. Hermione had definitely changed over the summer. I suddenly come back to my senses and start moving again, pushing through the crowds of people bustling around the scarlet steam engine.
"Hermione!" I exclaim, standing behind her. She spins around and looks into my eyes. Such things feel so different when you grow up living fifteen years of your life having people stare at a scar on your forehead and act like you're some kind of movie star. It feels so much better to have someone look into my eyes and not at my scar immediately. "Harry!" she practically yells, but its doesn't matter with all the hustle and bustle. She wraps her long, thin and seemingly delicate arms around me. I do the same, and hug her back, wanting nothing more then to just keep holding her like this but I know it wouldn't......it couldn't happen.Even now, having Hermione so close makes it dangerous for her.
There's a loud whistle, and suddenly people start scrambling to get into the train.."Whoa! We better get in there ourselves, Harry or we'll miss the train," Hermoine says to me, in her oh, so beautiful voice. I gather up my trunk and help her with hers, and we get on, looking through the compartments for the familiar redhead named Ron. Following Hermione through the train, I can't help but notice some of the new curves she's developed over the summer, namely, her behind. I'm surprised I'm even thinking these thoughts of my best friend, but I've changed over the summer too. I think I first noticed it when I was two weeks into the summer vacation.
Living with the Dursleys was no breeze, not by a long shot. Every so often though,there were nice days when there was absolutely nothing that they could make me do that I hadn't done already ten times better then they could themselves. I was finally able to just sit around the yard and relax. On one suchday, a group of girls my age went walking down the street.. I don't know why, but I felt so extremely attracted to them. Their bodies had curves in what seemed all of the perfect places, and their faces seemed so pretty!. I could feel a familiar lump growing in the crotch of my pants and I worked quickly to cover it up.
The girls passed and I calmed myself, but ever since then I'd been looking at girls in a different way. Not only that, but I wasn't as skinny anymore. I had more of an athletic build, though I still didn't think too much of myself. But I digress, I followed Hermione, admiring the changes summer had brought to her body, hoping that maybe she had noticed me too, and that maybe she would appreciate the changes I had gone through as much as I did hers. No, I couldn't be thinking such things! She is my best friend and even if this could happen, what about the danger it would put her in....?
No, I had made my mind up a long time ago that I could never fall in love with her, no matter what. If anything happened to her because of me, I would never be able to forgive myself.
"Harry......." Hermione's voice cut into my thoughts.
"Yeah, 'Mione?" I replied a bit flustered.. All of my feelings started rampaging, and suddenly I thought 'To hell with it all I'll fall in love with whoever I bloody well want to!' All of my thoughts seemed to click into the tracks, and I focused completely on her. Not just her body, but Hermione herself.
"Harry, I don't think we're going to find Ron, so we may as well find a nice, empty compartment and wait for him to find us." Hermione said to me, in a tone that showed a bit of worry for our missing comrade. Ever since Ron and I had saved Hermione from the troll in our first year at Hogwarts, we had been the trio. While most people attributed our daring adventures to me, the three of us always knew that it had been Ron and I, running blindly into danger with our wands out and our other hands dragging Hermione along..
Of course, most of the time she didn't put up too much of a fight, and she had saved us from dozens of situations. One of the things I truly loved about her was how clearheaded she always stayed. I'd only seen her blow up a very few times in the entire length of our adventures together.
We made our way into an empty compartment and sat down across from each other. Almost immediately, Hermione reached into her trunk and pulled out a book, leaving me with a slightly shocked look on my face. " 'Mione, come on I thought you promised me no more reading until we were actually at the school?!" I said in a mockingly exasperated voice.
She just looked up at me, pulled her hair out of her face and grinned at me. Oh, the smile I'd seen so many times, but I never really admired it until now. "Oh come on, Harry you know we have to stay ahead this year. That is, if you expect to be able to pass the exams and go on another of your mad adventures! .....If you insist on dragging me along, I at least want to be able to get through our exams, even if I'm in the hospital wing for weeks." She finished her little speech with a silly grin as she looked at me arch my eyebrow at her.
"Well I forbid you to readi any more textbooks until we're on the school grounds!" I said, grinning madly the entire time. Suddenly I stole the book out of her hands and stuck it into my trunk.Speedily,. my mind surprisingly clicked back into track with my thoughts earlier.
Now would be the perfect time' I thought to myself and I found myself suddenly reach forward to caress her cheek "Oh......uhmmm, sorry 'Mione. I uhhh..." I started stumbling over my words. Maybe I can't get myself to tell her, I can't, but to my surprise, when I tried to pull my hand back she grabbed it and held it there.
A small smile played across her face as she leaned forward and softly pressed her lips against mine in a soft tender kiss. Great wizards!It felt like heaven, everything in the world felt so right, as if nothing made more sense then me and Hermione being together.
She reluctantly pulled away and sat back a little, and then said "Harry.......ever since you rescued me from that troll......I've been madly in love with you.....ever since our third year I was dropping hints and you were so dense." She grinned in an irresistible way. "Harry.......I love you"
Those three magic words.....words that were stronger then any other words that could be uttered. My heart leapt with joy! I felt like I could take on 10 Voldemorts if I had her love, and now that I did have it I felt like I could take on 20 Voldemorts.
I reached forward, pulling her to me, and embraced her, holding her close and whispered into her ear "I love you too Mione."
P.S. this is the final revision.....maybe......I work fast huh?
A/N:this is set during their 5th year....everyone's hit puberty finally and a few of the people puberty hit them!....enjoy!
And there she is, her long brown hair looking so straight and shiny, so much different from how she looked during our first year, her creamy white skin making the moon look like a barwench in comparison. Hermione had definitely changed over the summer. I suddenly come back to my senses and start moving again, pushing through the crowds of people bustling around the scarlet steam engine.
"Hermione!" I exclaim, standing behind her. She spins around and looks into my eyes. Such things feel so different when you grow up living fifteen years of your life having people stare at a scar on your forehead and act like you're some kind of movie star. It feels so much better to have someone look into my eyes and not at my scar immediately. "Harry!" she practically yells, but its doesn't matter with all the hustle and bustle. She wraps her long, thin and seemingly delicate arms around me. I do the same, and hug her back, wanting nothing more then to just keep holding her like this but I know it wouldn't......it couldn't happen.Even now, having Hermione so close makes it dangerous for her.
There's a loud whistle, and suddenly people start scrambling to get into the train.."Whoa! We better get in there ourselves, Harry or we'll miss the train," Hermoine says to me, in her oh, so beautiful voice. I gather up my trunk and help her with hers, and we get on, looking through the compartments for the familiar redhead named Ron. Following Hermione through the train, I can't help but notice some of the new curves she's developed over the summer, namely, her behind. I'm surprised I'm even thinking these thoughts of my best friend, but I've changed over the summer too. I think I first noticed it when I was two weeks into the summer vacation.
Living with the Dursleys was no breeze, not by a long shot. Every so often though,there were nice days when there was absolutely nothing that they could make me do that I hadn't done already ten times better then they could themselves. I was finally able to just sit around the yard and relax. On one suchday, a group of girls my age went walking down the street.. I don't know why, but I felt so extremely attracted to them. Their bodies had curves in what seemed all of the perfect places, and their faces seemed so pretty!. I could feel a familiar lump growing in the crotch of my pants and I worked quickly to cover it up.
The girls passed and I calmed myself, but ever since then I'd been looking at girls in a different way. Not only that, but I wasn't as skinny anymore. I had more of an athletic build, though I still didn't think too much of myself. But I digress, I followed Hermione, admiring the changes summer had brought to her body, hoping that maybe she had noticed me too, and that maybe she would appreciate the changes I had gone through as much as I did hers. No, I couldn't be thinking such things! She is my best friend and even if this could happen, what about the danger it would put her in....?
No, I had made my mind up a long time ago that I could never fall in love with her, no matter what. If anything happened to her because of me, I would never be able to forgive myself.
"Harry......." Hermione's voice cut into my thoughts.
"Yeah, 'Mione?" I replied a bit flustered.. All of my feelings started rampaging, and suddenly I thought 'To hell with it all I'll fall in love with whoever I bloody well want to!' All of my thoughts seemed to click into the tracks, and I focused completely on her. Not just her body, but Hermione herself.
"Harry, I don't think we're going to find Ron, so we may as well find a nice, empty compartment and wait for him to find us." Hermione said to me, in a tone that showed a bit of worry for our missing comrade. Ever since Ron and I had saved Hermione from the troll in our first year at Hogwarts, we had been the trio. While most people attributed our daring adventures to me, the three of us always knew that it had been Ron and I, running blindly into danger with our wands out and our other hands dragging Hermione along..
Of course, most of the time she didn't put up too much of a fight, and she had saved us from dozens of situations. One of the things I truly loved about her was how clearheaded she always stayed. I'd only seen her blow up a very few times in the entire length of our adventures together.
We made our way into an empty compartment and sat down across from each other. Almost immediately, Hermione reached into her trunk and pulled out a book, leaving me with a slightly shocked look on my face. " 'Mione, come on I thought you promised me no more reading until we were actually at the school?!" I said in a mockingly exasperated voice.
She just looked up at me, pulled her hair out of her face and grinned at me. Oh, the smile I'd seen so many times, but I never really admired it until now. "Oh come on, Harry you know we have to stay ahead this year. That is, if you expect to be able to pass the exams and go on another of your mad adventures! .....If you insist on dragging me along, I at least want to be able to get through our exams, even if I'm in the hospital wing for weeks." She finished her little speech with a silly grin as she looked at me arch my eyebrow at her.
"Well I forbid you to readi any more textbooks until we're on the school grounds!" I said, grinning madly the entire time. Suddenly I stole the book out of her hands and stuck it into my trunk.Speedily,. my mind surprisingly clicked back into track with my thoughts earlier.
Now would be the perfect time' I thought to myself and I found myself suddenly reach forward to caress her cheek "Oh......uhmmm, sorry 'Mione. I uhhh..." I started stumbling over my words. Maybe I can't get myself to tell her, I can't, but to my surprise, when I tried to pull my hand back she grabbed it and held it there.
A small smile played across her face as she leaned forward and softly pressed her lips against mine in a soft tender kiss. Great wizards!It felt like heaven, everything in the world felt so right, as if nothing made more sense then me and Hermione being together.
She reluctantly pulled away and sat back a little, and then said "Harry.......ever since you rescued me from that troll......I've been madly in love with you.....ever since our third year I was dropping hints and you were so dense." She grinned in an irresistible way. "Harry.......I love you"
Those three magic words.....words that were stronger then any other words that could be uttered. My heart leapt with joy! I felt like I could take on 10 Voldemorts if I had her love, and now that I did have it I felt like I could take on 20 Voldemorts.
I reached forward, pulling her to me, and embraced her, holding her close and whispered into her ear "I love you too Mione."