September 12, 2007
4:30 A.M (Saturday)

I can't sleep.

Damn it

Im just so stressed right now! All this dance preparation my classes, and.....Harry, its only the second week of freakin' school!

Geeze!

How am I suppose to Stevie the whole year? I can't even last a whole two weeks!!! Stupid wonderful git, e shouldn't be able to mess me up like this, there has to be a bloody law against it or something! Honestly!

Ahhhhh!!!!

I'm going bloody insane. Save me god, have mercy on my weary soul (Praise the lord! I sound like a frikin' preacher ...... *sigh*)

Oh, me and Draco talked. He's so much different than I had imagined, so much nicer, he still teases me but its no that mean, I hate you' teasing, that he used to do, its kinda a nice friendly kinda of teasing.

Ah wonderful bliss! No more me and Draco fights! (Praise the Lord again! Maybe I should just have people call me Father Hermione, might save me allot of trouble)

We're not friends quite yet, but I think we're on our way! Wooohoooo, I'm just not sure how ROn and Harry will react if I tell him.

*Thinks of telling Ron*

Ow! I can hear the yelling in my head now! Geeze Ron needs to learn how to control his temper!

Ok not telling Ron....

*Thinks of telling Harry*

Hummmm...... I can't really imagine what he would say, he's so......whats the word? Mysterious? no... unpredictable? yes that its! But I have a gut felling that harry would support me no matter what.

Or maybe I'm just fantasizing again.

Damn its getting hard to tell weather I'm just day dreaming or not.

Defiantly NOT a good thing.


I've detention tomorrow with two other idiots! yay, not. I just wish Harry was having detention with me, then it might actually be bearable. (Oh pretty pretty please Detention God!!!)

Now that I think about it, Harry DID recently mention something about Snape getting mad at him, but I can't remember if he had detention. Grrrrr, and Im suppose to remember everything! Me the smart one!! I really do hate it when I forget things! Stupid me.

Oh wait someone's coming down to the common room. *Blush!!!!!*

It's Harry!!!

Stupid stupid blushing, there should be a medication for it!

*Gulp* He wants me to come to practice with him! He's got this lofty half smile on his face that's gona make me swoon if he doesn't stop looking at me like that. *Drools*

Geeze how can ONE frikin' person be soooo charming!

Its really not fair.

I mean how am I suppose to be able to resist him!

*Sigh* Nope its not fair. Well Harry's getting impatient (He's throwing pieces of paper at me from across the table) so I better be going, write back later!

11:45 P.M

Oh my dear good god! My prayers have been answered!

(Cough Father Hermione cough cough)

I spent the whole day with Harry! First I watched the Quidditch practice, (Which was rather boring) but after that the team decided to go down to Hogsmead, and Harry Made' me *snort* go with them. And well something very interesting happened...... *Blush*

**Flashback**

The day was clouded over, and the air carried a hint of rain. I sniffled apprehensively as I waited for Harry in the common room. It hadn't taken much convincing on Harry part to get me to Hogsmead, but I wasn't sure I wanted to be caught in the rain.

Ready Hermione? Harry asked suddenly from behind me and I jumped in alarm. Yeah, umm..ready, sure, I stumbled a soft blush rising to my cheeks. Harry looked utterly stunning in a plain set of muggle clothing, I'd donned my Hogwarts robes in an effort to hurry, but no I wished I would have changed.

Well come on then silly, the others will be waiting for us, he said grinning pushing his glasses further up his nose in a handsome automatic gesture. I felt an odd shiver run up my spine, and followed Harry through the portrait hole.

Took you bloody long enough, Ginny muttered, she was the Keeper on the team, I smiled at her as we approached the huge front doors, and she grinned happily in return. Fall out troops! Harry cried to his anxious team and we filed out the door and towards the close awaiting town of Hogsmead.

Can I buy the lady a drink? Harry asked sliding into the both beside me, I looked up from the book I'd just bought and smiled, the others had gone over the to Joke Shop, and it appeared that Harry had stayed behind. But why? Surely he would rather have been off with his team.

Sure how about a Butterbeer? I said formally. Harry gave me a dashing smiled and I felt my cheeks burn. I looked away quickly and slammed my book shut.

Moments later a frothy cup of butterbeer splashed onto the table before me. It was huge, much bigger than a normal glass, and I looked up at Harry confused. He grinned slyly and pulled forth two straws, jabbing them into the brow foam with small plops'. Realizing that he meant for us to share from the same glass, I instantly blushed again. I bit my lip apprehensively, mentally kicking myself for my constant change of color. Surely Harry would notice the way my face grew a horrible shade of red when ever he was near. Looking up slowly I found his eyes on me, his gaze locked on something a little below my throat. My face flared as I realized what he must be staring at. Lighting fast I clutched a hand at my collar. Harry looked up startled, his face coloring handsomely. To embarrassed to speak he leaned forward to take a long drought of Butterbeer from his straw, his face a deep shade of red.

My heart was pounding as I clutched at my shirt. Had Harry done that on purpose? Or had his gaze just wandered? Either way something inside me was doing flip flops, and I felt my breath coming in small gasps. To be looked at by Harry in such away made my stomach tingle. I shook my head and tried to regain some sense into my tumbled thoughts. Avoiding Harry's eye's I reached forward and took a quick comforting sip of Butterbeer.


Thirty minutes later I walked out of the bar more than a little tipsy. Harry, where is everyone? I slurred smiling stupidly up at him as he helped me out of the establishment. He wore a laughing grin, something that had I been sober, would have driven me insane. Their probably back at the castle, it's getting rather late, Harry replied looking at the setting sun. I smiled drunkenly, Their probably rushing to meet their lovers, I drawled stupidly, I'd be angry at myself later. Harry laughed and looked at me strangely, Your really out of it aren't you? he said. That hit a nerve, I am not! Out of it thank you very much! I am quite sober! I said ripping myself from his grasp and stumbling away from him. I backed up until I hit an empty box near the rear wall of the candy shop. I stumbled, and with a cry fell in backwards. From inside the wooden crate I could hear Harry laughing.

Harry's face suddenly appeared above the lip of the box, face alight with amusement. Sober huh? he chuckled, and reached down to pull me out. Instead I reached up grabbed his hand, and pulled him down with me. He landed half on top of me, half on the other side to the box. I giggled in a drunken manner, only interrupted by a large hiccup. Harry grunted and rolled off of me, grinning broadly. You bad little girl! Harry reprimanded mockingly, waving his finger in my face. I grinned ruthlessly and bit at his finger. Ouch it bites! Harry said in a playfully seductive growl. I giggled as my wits began to return to me, but only slightly.

I asked as my best fired arranged himself comfortably in the box. he replied his voice some what muffled, and I wondered what he was doing. Do you think I'm kissable? I cursed myself instantly as the words left my mouth. What in the world had made me ask that? Harry's movements stopped, and I prayed he couldn't see my blush in the dark, or hear the wild beat of my heart. he stuttered, and I opened my mouth to tell him it was ok, that he didn't have to answer, when soft warm lips were suddenly pressed against my own. I moaned softly, and closed my eyes, as the kiss turned slightly deeper.

Harry was kissing me.

Harry Potter was kissing me.

Oy Harry you out here? the voice belonged to Dean Thomas, and Harry pulled away instantly, my eyes fluttered open, and a few drops of icy rain struck my warm cheeks Yeah right here! Harry said, erupting from inside the box, hair tussled and face bright red. I can only imagine what Dean must have thought when I erupted a moment later, just as disheveled.

***Present***

Wow.

Wow!!!

WOW!!!!!!!!!!

Oh my gosh i think i was (am) dreaming!

*Pinches herself hard*

OW! Nope defiantly not dreaming!

Harry kissed me!

Harry frikin' Potter Kissed ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Woah, how did that happen? Maybe being tipsy has its advantages!

I should get drunk more often!

Naw hangovers suck!

I have no idea how to act now!

We walked back to the castle without saying anything to each other (Poor Dean, I bet he was wondering what we were doing in a box ALONE with me being drunk.... teheheheh) Harry smiled at me just before I went upstairs but that was it!

Oh no!

What if it didn't mean anything!

I think he might have been slightly tipsy himself..... ooooh gosh he probably doesn't even remember!

AHHHH!!!!!!

I hate my life!!!

But...... He kissed me........

Dose anything else really matter?

-Hermione Eve Granger

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Sorry guys! The real reason I haven't updated recently is cause I just had finals! Grrrrr dumb stupid finals! I hate them! Oh you all have to give me big hugs cuz there's some H/H in here! Aren't you proud of me? I know I am! Well please review!!! Pretty pretty please!

~*Brianne*~