A/N: Same as usual! read the other chapters for the disclaimer!
The train let out a long whistle indicating that we were at Hogwarts, and I suddenly awoke to see
Hermione doing the same. It was all a dream. Everything that had happened between us was a
dream, well that sucks. I looked across from me and there she was her light fair skin and brown
hair. Her eyes fluttered open to reveal those amazing brown eyes of hers and I could barely keep
myself from acting as if it wasn't a dream after all, I wanted to jump across and hold her and
kiss her but it was only a dream. 'Come on Harry!! get a grip man! it was only a dream she isn't
interested in you!' mentally punishing myself usually helped me forget about all this angst of
how much I just wanted to make sure those cinnamon brown eyes never shed anymore tears. My
thoughts snapped away and I quit staring at her wondering if I would ever get the chance to
really make my fantasies true. It seemed like only moments ago we had left the station and
though I only remember changing in the dream I had my robes on, something I hadn't given much
thought to, and the train came to a stop. Standing and stretching I offered Hermione my hand to
help her up and she took it, much to my pleasure. Feeling her hand in contact with mine made me
feel exhilerated and happy, leaving a grin on my face as we walked through the train out to the
station to see Hagrid towering over the crowd as we made our way to him I saw a familiar redhead
standing next to him chatting.
"Hey Ron!" I shouted over the noise and he turned with a grin on his face and he hustled his way
over.
"Hey Harry, hullo Hermione!" he said happily and continued to fill us in on his summer his his
apprenticeship to his brother Charlie in romania taking care of dragons and how he had seen
dragons being born and other such things. The entire time he talked I was thinking over the
dream I had had how real it felt and risking the occasional glance at Hermione. Fortunatley
Ron didn't seem to notice but sometime before we reached the castle he ended his story and
said "Say why are you two being so quiet?" His
face going from it's normal casual state to a furrowed curiousity that I had seen him wear
many times before in our 4 years together.
"What? oh no real reason just didn't have much of an exciting summer, you know living with the
Dursleys and all," I said quickly wondering if he would see through my mask of casualness.
His face went back to it's normal self, he accepted the answer good that way I wouldn't have
to talk much, but Hermione was being exceptionally silent as well. I looked up at Ron who was
turning to ask her about her own quietness but the carriage abruptly stopped and we all climbed
out to see the front doors of Hogwarts and one word came to mind "Home" I muttered quietly
enough that only I could hear it. We walked throught the doors shoulder to shoulder smiling and
chatting happily, heading for the great hall.
~*~
I woke with a start the next morning, looking around at the drawn bed curtains and the deep red
sheets I was laying in. I reached over and put on my glasses. Now that my vision was no longer
all fuzzy I got out of bed and went about my daily routine of preparing to head down for
breakfast, waking Ron on the way. When Ron and I had finished we headed down to the common room
to see Hermione sittig in one of the squishy armchairs, reading one of her now all too common
thick books, seeing her sitting there reading put a grin on my face, remembering how many times
I had seen her doing the exact thing in the past. Ron and I walked up to her and she put a hand
up signaling for us to wait a moment, she grabbed a bookmark and placed it in the book, swiftly
closing it and standing up.
"Here you two are I was wondering when you'd be along," as she glanced back between us.
"Come on lets head down and have breakfast." And she spun on her heel leading the way down to
the Great Hall and to a delicious smelling breakfast that satiated our hunger. Halfway through
the meal the owls came in through the hall dropping packages and letters to all of the
students, as usual several packages dropped in front of Neville. Towards the end of the meal
the new class courses were handed around and I let out a breath of relief.
"Whew! we don't have potions until thursday!" came Ron's voice from next to me while Hermione
simply smiled and continued eating.
Once all three of us had finished we set off for our first class of the school year which
happened to be double Transfiguration with Professor McGonnagal.
~*~
Our class ended with the sudden ringing of the bell and my head felt as if I had learned
so many things at once all of my thougths were scattered and I knew that just to get tonights
homework done I would need Hermione's help. My heart leaped at the thought of being able to
spend time alone with her. I caught up with her in the hall and tapped her shoulder. She swung
around and it seemed like a movie I saw, every detial about her and how wonderfully beautiful
she looked and I just stood there staring at her my mouth open.
"Yes Harry?" she said.
I snapped back to reality and said,"Oh Hermione, uh well I feel like everything leaked out of
my head this summer and I was wondering if you would want to study with me tonight?"
"Oh sure Harry, you know I'd always help you with your schoolwork."
My heart lept at that sentence and I mumbled an ok thanks, and took off for lunch. Now that,
that small knot in my stomach was gone I realized I was exceptionally hungry after all the note
taking in Transfiguration, and I was eager to fill my stomach with some of Hogwarts good cooking.
So off I went to the Great Hall, saying hello to all the people I had missed over the summer and
chasing off Colin Creevey, who was still bugging me every second he got the chance and taking
pictures like mad despite my having chased him off dozens of times. As I sat down at the
Gryffindor table I simply thought how content I was until I saw Hermione walk in and sit
next to me, not knowing that I could hold her, caress her, and kiss her as much as I wanted, no,
needed to. I felt every fiber of my being drawn to her and having her so close only made it worse.
Just watching her there with her usual thick leatherbound book propped up on a jug of pumpkin
juice reading, while she ate lunch made her seem all the more beautiful than any other girl I'd
ever seen. That was until she noticed me staring.
"Harry?....." she said with concern in her voice. "Harry....are you alright?...you keep staring
at me..."
And I realized that I was openly staring at her.
"Oh I'm sorry I'm just kind of distracted this morning..." I muttered quickly and went back to
my plate mostly just picking at it not feeling any hunger left in me.
The rest of the day passed without much more trouble though I did get distracted quite a bit
just staring at Hermione, thinking of whether I should tell her that I was undeniabley and madly
in love with her. Indeed it seemed like the most appropriate thing to do and I knew I couldn't
keep it from her forever... now would be the best time. The hours ticked by and it was time for
me to meet Hermione in the Common Room to start studying, and that I did. I headed down into
the Common Room carrying my bag and some extra quills. I saw her sitting in one of her favorite
chairs reading, as usual, near the fireplace looking just as wonderful as I always thought of
her.
She looked up and smiled at me making my heart leap with joy and I said "Hello Herm, enjoying
that book I see" and sat down in the chair next to her, setting out my bag and books. We studied
long into the night and eventually both of us must have blacked out, faces down in our books with
her hand on mine.
~*~
I could feel her heart and mine beating with each other in sync, and I could feel her warmth
on me. This feeling it left inside me was so wonderful, I wanted it to last forever and I looked
into her sparkling cinnamon brown eyes and know only one thing.
"I love your Hermione Granger," I said softly, staring into her eyes intensely, and leaned
down to plant my mouth over her's, kissing her deeply and sweetly, lightly swiping my tongue
over her lips until she agave me access, and our tongues wreslted one another our pleasure
mounting, and the insensity of the kiss deepening. I could hear and feel her moaning into
my mouth and I know I did the same more then once. I broke the kiss very unwillingly, already
missing the distinct sweet and wonderufl taste ans smell and feel that was Hermione and we
both breathed heavily and she said,"I love you too Harry Potter."
The train let out a long whistle indicating that we were at Hogwarts, and I suddenly awoke to see
Hermione doing the same. It was all a dream. Everything that had happened between us was a
dream, well that sucks. I looked across from me and there she was her light fair skin and brown
hair. Her eyes fluttered open to reveal those amazing brown eyes of hers and I could barely keep
myself from acting as if it wasn't a dream after all, I wanted to jump across and hold her and
kiss her but it was only a dream. 'Come on Harry!! get a grip man! it was only a dream she isn't
interested in you!' mentally punishing myself usually helped me forget about all this angst of
how much I just wanted to make sure those cinnamon brown eyes never shed anymore tears. My
thoughts snapped away and I quit staring at her wondering if I would ever get the chance to
really make my fantasies true. It seemed like only moments ago we had left the station and
though I only remember changing in the dream I had my robes on, something I hadn't given much
thought to, and the train came to a stop. Standing and stretching I offered Hermione my hand to
help her up and she took it, much to my pleasure. Feeling her hand in contact with mine made me
feel exhilerated and happy, leaving a grin on my face as we walked through the train out to the
station to see Hagrid towering over the crowd as we made our way to him I saw a familiar redhead
standing next to him chatting.
"Hey Ron!" I shouted over the noise and he turned with a grin on his face and he hustled his way
over.
"Hey Harry, hullo Hermione!" he said happily and continued to fill us in on his summer his his
apprenticeship to his brother Charlie in romania taking care of dragons and how he had seen
dragons being born and other such things. The entire time he talked I was thinking over the
dream I had had how real it felt and risking the occasional glance at Hermione. Fortunatley
Ron didn't seem to notice but sometime before we reached the castle he ended his story and
said "Say why are you two being so quiet?" His
face going from it's normal casual state to a furrowed curiousity that I had seen him wear
many times before in our 4 years together.
"What? oh no real reason just didn't have much of an exciting summer, you know living with the
Dursleys and all," I said quickly wondering if he would see through my mask of casualness.
His face went back to it's normal self, he accepted the answer good that way I wouldn't have
to talk much, but Hermione was being exceptionally silent as well. I looked up at Ron who was
turning to ask her about her own quietness but the carriage abruptly stopped and we all climbed
out to see the front doors of Hogwarts and one word came to mind "Home" I muttered quietly
enough that only I could hear it. We walked throught the doors shoulder to shoulder smiling and
chatting happily, heading for the great hall.
~*~
I woke with a start the next morning, looking around at the drawn bed curtains and the deep red
sheets I was laying in. I reached over and put on my glasses. Now that my vision was no longer
all fuzzy I got out of bed and went about my daily routine of preparing to head down for
breakfast, waking Ron on the way. When Ron and I had finished we headed down to the common room
to see Hermione sittig in one of the squishy armchairs, reading one of her now all too common
thick books, seeing her sitting there reading put a grin on my face, remembering how many times
I had seen her doing the exact thing in the past. Ron and I walked up to her and she put a hand
up signaling for us to wait a moment, she grabbed a bookmark and placed it in the book, swiftly
closing it and standing up.
"Here you two are I was wondering when you'd be along," as she glanced back between us.
"Come on lets head down and have breakfast." And she spun on her heel leading the way down to
the Great Hall and to a delicious smelling breakfast that satiated our hunger. Halfway through
the meal the owls came in through the hall dropping packages and letters to all of the
students, as usual several packages dropped in front of Neville. Towards the end of the meal
the new class courses were handed around and I let out a breath of relief.
"Whew! we don't have potions until thursday!" came Ron's voice from next to me while Hermione
simply smiled and continued eating.
Once all three of us had finished we set off for our first class of the school year which
happened to be double Transfiguration with Professor McGonnagal.
~*~
Our class ended with the sudden ringing of the bell and my head felt as if I had learned
so many things at once all of my thougths were scattered and I knew that just to get tonights
homework done I would need Hermione's help. My heart leaped at the thought of being able to
spend time alone with her. I caught up with her in the hall and tapped her shoulder. She swung
around and it seemed like a movie I saw, every detial about her and how wonderfully beautiful
she looked and I just stood there staring at her my mouth open.
"Yes Harry?" she said.
I snapped back to reality and said,"Oh Hermione, uh well I feel like everything leaked out of
my head this summer and I was wondering if you would want to study with me tonight?"
"Oh sure Harry, you know I'd always help you with your schoolwork."
My heart lept at that sentence and I mumbled an ok thanks, and took off for lunch. Now that,
that small knot in my stomach was gone I realized I was exceptionally hungry after all the note
taking in Transfiguration, and I was eager to fill my stomach with some of Hogwarts good cooking.
So off I went to the Great Hall, saying hello to all the people I had missed over the summer and
chasing off Colin Creevey, who was still bugging me every second he got the chance and taking
pictures like mad despite my having chased him off dozens of times. As I sat down at the
Gryffindor table I simply thought how content I was until I saw Hermione walk in and sit
next to me, not knowing that I could hold her, caress her, and kiss her as much as I wanted, no,
needed to. I felt every fiber of my being drawn to her and having her so close only made it worse.
Just watching her there with her usual thick leatherbound book propped up on a jug of pumpkin
juice reading, while she ate lunch made her seem all the more beautiful than any other girl I'd
ever seen. That was until she noticed me staring.
"Harry?....." she said with concern in her voice. "Harry....are you alright?...you keep staring
at me..."
And I realized that I was openly staring at her.
"Oh I'm sorry I'm just kind of distracted this morning..." I muttered quickly and went back to
my plate mostly just picking at it not feeling any hunger left in me.
The rest of the day passed without much more trouble though I did get distracted quite a bit
just staring at Hermione, thinking of whether I should tell her that I was undeniabley and madly
in love with her. Indeed it seemed like the most appropriate thing to do and I knew I couldn't
keep it from her forever... now would be the best time. The hours ticked by and it was time for
me to meet Hermione in the Common Room to start studying, and that I did. I headed down into
the Common Room carrying my bag and some extra quills. I saw her sitting in one of her favorite
chairs reading, as usual, near the fireplace looking just as wonderful as I always thought of
her.
She looked up and smiled at me making my heart leap with joy and I said "Hello Herm, enjoying
that book I see" and sat down in the chair next to her, setting out my bag and books. We studied
long into the night and eventually both of us must have blacked out, faces down in our books with
her hand on mine.
~*~
I could feel her heart and mine beating with each other in sync, and I could feel her warmth
on me. This feeling it left inside me was so wonderful, I wanted it to last forever and I looked
into her sparkling cinnamon brown eyes and know only one thing.
"I love your Hermione Granger," I said softly, staring into her eyes intensely, and leaned
down to plant my mouth over her's, kissing her deeply and sweetly, lightly swiping my tongue
over her lips until she agave me access, and our tongues wreslted one another our pleasure
mounting, and the insensity of the kiss deepening. I could hear and feel her moaning into
my mouth and I know I did the same more then once. I broke the kiss very unwillingly, already
missing the distinct sweet and wonderufl taste ans smell and feel that was Hermione and we
both breathed heavily and she said,"I love you too Harry Potter."