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Since the Hogwarts students had left Hogsmeade the Three Broomsticks was a considerably amount less full. Only about twenty people were left residing inside the comfortable pub. Most of these consisted of residents of Hogsmeade and a few visitors that were in Hogsmeade at the time. But what no one seemed to notice or care about was that not all of the Hogwarts students were gone. Two were seated in the pub at that very moment.
Hermione sat facing Harry on the opposite side of the small table they were seated at. She held a mug of butterbeer between her hands. The warmth radiated from the mug and up through her entire body. She smiled and took a sip of the wonderful tasting drink that so many loved. She loved Butterbeer. It was so different from muggle drinks. It seemed to be enchanted to make you feel all warm and cozy inside. But maybe this was because she was also inside of the comfortable pub and was seated across from Harry too. She didn't know which but she wished just as she always did that the night would never end.
Hermione looked over at him and his green eyes met hers. He grinned and picked up his mug raising it a little above the table.
"A toast." He said.
Hermione lifted her mug to the same height as his and smiled.
"To us." She said softly as their mugs clanked together.
They both took a drink from their mugs and then Hermione put hers back down on the table still savoring the taste in her mouth as Harry did the same. She let her fingertips run across the glass mug and her mind began to wonder.
"A toast to us." She thought these words silently inside her head. She hoped that "us" was going to be "us" for a while. She didn't know if she could ever say "us" again if it consisted of her and someone else. It just wouldn't be the same. But hopefully she would never have to deal with that sort of problem. She loved Harry and Harry hopefully loved her. But still Harry was the boy who lived. And she was just Hermione Granger the bushy haired bookworm sidekick of Harry Potter. She wasn't really good enough for Harry. But she couldn't stop herself now. She had already fallen in love with him. It was too late to try to back out.
Hermione lifted her head and looked up at Harry. He put down his mug and Hermione laughed.
"What's so funny?" Harry asked.
Hermione pointed at his nose that had butterbeer foam on it. She couldn't help it he looked so funny.
Harry reached up and tried to get it off but he narrowly missed it and this caused Hermione to continue laughing.
"Where is it?" He asked her.
Hermione leaned over across the table and reached up to get it off his nose. But instead of using her hand Harry pulled her forward and she ended up clumsily kissing the spot. Hermione laughed and kissed his nose again before slowly trailing down to his lips. Harry eagerly met her lips and she leaned back a little bit so that she wasn't leaning completely over the table. It must have been a strange site to see two kids nearly on top of the table kissing each other.
Hermione laughed and pulled away for a moment.
"You're a goof." She said grinning.
"I know. And it's a good thing I am. Because apparently Ms. Granger has a soft spot for goofs." He said playfully kissing her on the nose.
"I guess I do." She giggled before leaning in once more to meet his kiss.
Ron crept toward the girl's dormitory. Come to think of it, he couldn't remember ever going into Hermione's dormitory. Well there's a first time for everything, Ron thought as his hand touched the doorknob. Slowly he turned it and the door creaked softly opening a crack. Ron peered into the dark dormitory before opening the door wider and stepping inside.
Ron stood inside the Girl's dormitory, Hermione's dormitory, feeling slightly nervous. He let his eyes adjust to the shadows and then he started toward the first of the three beds. Hesitantly he reached up for the curtains but then thought better of it.
"Hermione." He hissed.
There was silence for a moment until suddenly someone moved in one of the other beds across the room. Ron turned around and walked toward the bed thinking that perhaps it was Hermione. He reached the bed and once again heard someone turn over in the curtains.
"Hermione is that you?" He asked in a whisper.
"Seamus?" Someone asked sleepily from behind the curtains before they began clumsily pulling them back. Ron ducked onto Lavender's empty bed and watched as the person sleepily looked around. It was Parvati. So that must mean, Ron thought as Parvati closed the curtains and went back to sleep, that Hermione was in the first bed.
Ron waited a few more moments and then slowly picked himself off the bed. As he moved to get up something went tumbling to the ground. Ron reached to pick it up and put it back on Lavender's bed. But he suddenly realized that it was a note. Ron couldn't resist.
It wasn't even folded. Technically he wasn't being nosy. He was just being curious. Right? It had been out in the open so how could she expect someone not to read it. He stood up and walked over to the window so that he could read it in the streaming moonlight.
"Lavender,
You probably won't get this for quite some time because you're in the hospital wing right now. But I thought that I ought to write to you just for the sake of everything. I just want to tell you that you didn't miss much. All the classes are dead boring and we haven't learned anything worth knowing. Except for one tidbit of information that I thought you ought to know. Seamus asked me to go with him to Hogsmeade. I couldn't believe it! I've had a crush on him for some time now. But I never even dreamed of him liking me. Well it's just a little date. It doesn't mean that we're going out or anything. He's been really nice these days comforting me and everything. I mean I miss you SO MUCH! Get Better SOON! We all need you Lavender.
Your Best Friend Forever Parvati
P.S. Ron feels real bad about what happened. It seems to everyone that he's taking it real hard. He's really upset. I saw him sitting by your bedside and I thought the strangest thing. You two would make a great couple. He really cares about you Lavender. And I know you won't admit it but you're in"
Ron dropped the note onto the floor he couldn't read on any further it was breaking his heart. He had to find Hermione. He and Hermione were together, not him and Lavender. He loved Hermione, not Lavender. And besides Hermione loved him. They were meant to be together. Parvati was probably just being stupid. Lavender and him were simply friends.
Yeah, Lavender was the prettiest girl in their house and perhaps maybe even prettier then the other girls in the other houses and perhaps maybe even prettier then Hermione. Ron shook his head scolding himself mentally he walked over to Hermione's bed and angrily ripped open the curtains.
Just to find that no one was there.
Ron stormed out of the room and out of the common room. The portrait banging a little too loudly behind him.
The note lay on the floor of the girl's dormitory face down. A night breeze rustled through the trees outside and slowly the note flipped back over in a burst of the soft wind.
"And I know you won't admit it but you're in love with him too."
"Look at those two." Madam Rosmerta said smiling.
One of the few men remaining at the bar swiveled around to look at what Madam Rosmerta was talking about. It didn't take very long to see them. They were both practically on top of the table kissing each other. The man found it very amusing rather then cute or romantic as Madam Rosmerta seemed to find it.
"Ah yes they do seem to be having a grand old time over there." He said trying once more to fight down a laugh.
Madam Rosmerta rolled her eyes and threw the towel that she was wiping off the bar with over her shoulder. She came around the other side of the bar and sat down on the stool beside the man.
"You do know who those two are?" Madam Rosmerta asked.
"No." The man said thinking it was unimportant.
"Well then I won't tell you. But I've been watching them since they first came to Hogwarts. I never imagined that they would end up together. The other boy was too protective of her. But deep down inside those two really loved each other I guess. They make a great couple. Quite a team they are." Madam Rosmerta sighed and the man fumbled with his drink thought he was once again fighting the urge to laugh.
"You can think it's funny all you want. But I've been bartending all these years and I know love when I see it. I just wish I could find it myself. You watch those two are going to be together a long time. They've found true love." Madam Rosmerta got up from the seat and walked back behind the bar to finish cleaning up. She couldn't help but think about the past and one couple that had found true love once before. She could still remember watching them from that very same stool with that very same look in her eyes. A longing for what they had and what she would never have.
"They made a great couple. Quite the team they were, Lily and James Potter." Madam Rosmerta whispered. She wiped the tears away from her eyes and tried to get the image of the two young lovers out of her head as she started closing up.
"Harry what time is it?" Hermione suddenly asked pulling back to her own side of the table.
Harry looked up a little shocked and leaned back pulling up his wristwatch that he had finally gotten fixed.
"Eleven." Harry said glancing up worriedly at Hermione's face. They were supposed to be back an hour ago at the castle. This was not going to be good. Quick as a flash Hermione and Harry gathered up their cloaks and hurried out the door.
"Where is Hermione and Harry!?!" Ron asked himself storming down the halls. He didn't even seem to realize that he was out after hours and he had no invisibility cloak. He didn't appear to think of the fact that he could get caught and get a detention and lose points for Griffendor. The only thing he cared about right now was where his two friends were.
"I can't believe they're not back yet." Ron mumbled as he rounded a corner. He had no idea where he was going. He just kept walking hoping that somehow he would bump into either Hermione or Harry. The chance of that happening was highly unlikely.
Ron was fuming. He was furious. How dare them just go off their separate ways without telling him a thing! How could they just forget about him? And why was Hermione out? She better have a good explanation for this.
Ron wasn't really thinking. Or he would have remembered that he had the Marauders Map tucked in his pocket. But at the moment he was too angry to think about anything but the whereabouts of his two friends.
Hermione and Harry hurried toward Honeydukes. Luckily the clerk at the front counter was flirting with a pretty woman and didn't appear to have noticed that closing time was five minutes ago. He probably wouldn't have noticed Harry and Hermione either but just in case they crowded close together beneath the invisibility cloak and hurried toward the trap door behind the counter.
Hermione reached down and heaved open the trap door. Quickly she stumbled into the dusky tunnel and Harry came a moment later closing the trap door behind them. They thew off the invisibility cloak and began walking quickly toward the end that would lead them back into the castle. They were already and hour later then they were expected. They couldn't risk being any later.
"I can't believe we stayed out that late." Hermione said wringing her wrists nervously. She was silently thanking the fact that they had the invisibility cloak. At least they wouldn't get caught for being out of bed. Though she couldn't help but feel guilty, as she always did, that they broke a rule and had betrayed the teacher's trust.
"Relax." Harry said soothingly. He took her hand in his and gripped in warmly as a sign of comfort. But he didn't slow down his pace.
"We're going to be in so much trouble." Hermione muttered.
"You're not regretting we went." Harry said his eyes staying straight ahead.
"No not at all. It's just. We're late!" Hermione quickly assured him. She had had a great time. And secretly deep down inside, she knew she didn't regret it.
"Hermione there's something I've been meaning to ask you." Harry looked over at her. Hermione met his gaze and didn't break it. She waited for him to say what she knew he had wanted to say a few night's ago in front of the fire when everything had first happened with Lavender. She had been waiting for this. She could tell was very important.
Something dropped to the floor as Ron swept around another corner. Ron rushed backwards and grabbed the piece of parchment that had fallen onto the ground. Thinking nothing of it at first. Then suddenly it hit him. The Marauders Map. He couldn't believe he had been so stupid and blinded with anger. All that had been a waste of time. Now this was what he really had needed all along and would've made the job a lot quicker.
Ron hastily stopped for the first time in the last half hour he had been sweeping angrily around the castle, looking a little like Snape always did on a daily basis. He unfolded the parchment.
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good." He whispered watching the map unfurl before his very eyes.
There it was the map of Hogwarts and a labeled dot of everyone who was in the castle. Ron was mystified by the map's brilliance for a moment or two before he began hunting for the name Hermione Granger. Harry Potter had been driven from his mind. All he really wanted to find was Hermione now.
"Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, where is she?" He muttered under his breath. But it all became very clear a few milliseconds later when a tiny dot came hurrying down one of the passages that went off the map. It was the passage that Harry used to get into Hogsmeade illegally. There she was hurrying back and Ron was just about to start off when he saw another dot by her side. Hurrying along beside Hermione was a dot labeled Harry Potter.
Ron's brow furrowed and his eyes narrowed as he marched off toward the passage to face his two friends and demand their explanation. Ron was not happy. No he was far from it.
"Hermione I was wondering."
"Yes Harry." Hermione urged him on hoping he would say it.
"Well what I was going to ask you was."
"Say it now."
"Alright I'm getting to it."
"We're almost there."
"Okay, Hermione do you still have feelings for Ron?"
The silence in the tunnel caused Harry to stop just as Hermione stopped a little ways behind him. Hermione wasn't looking at him, she was staring out into space with a kind of dazed expression as if he had just hit her with a really hard question that she couldn't answer, which was a first for Hermione. Harry held his breath wondering if this had been a real bad idea asking her this question.
"Harry I."
"Hermione it's okay if you do I'll understand and everything."
"Harry."
It felt just like the time she had been stuttering about whether she had said yes or no to Ron way back when he had kissed her and Harry was still worried about losing her as a friend. That had been the worse moment of betrayal in his life. Now here he was in a similar situation.
"It's alright Hermione I kind of figured with what happened to Lavender and" But he was cut off when Hermione raced toward him and kissed him full on the lips. This was the best possible answer he could imagine. This was too good to be true.
"Harry I love you not Ron." She said with tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe that he had actually thought she had loved Ron in that sort of way. She flung herself into his arms and began to let the tears fall onto his cloak. Harry held her and patted her soothingly. He loved her. He couldn't be happier.
"So that's it isn't it." Said a hurt voice angrily.
Ron Weasley stood in front of them.
(Here's Chapter 9. Only like two more chapters and I'm done. Sorry if it's real stupid. I just have to finish this. Please Review I would appreciate it.)
Since the Hogwarts students had left Hogsmeade the Three Broomsticks was a considerably amount less full. Only about twenty people were left residing inside the comfortable pub. Most of these consisted of residents of Hogsmeade and a few visitors that were in Hogsmeade at the time. But what no one seemed to notice or care about was that not all of the Hogwarts students were gone. Two were seated in the pub at that very moment.
Hermione sat facing Harry on the opposite side of the small table they were seated at. She held a mug of butterbeer between her hands. The warmth radiated from the mug and up through her entire body. She smiled and took a sip of the wonderful tasting drink that so many loved. She loved Butterbeer. It was so different from muggle drinks. It seemed to be enchanted to make you feel all warm and cozy inside. But maybe this was because she was also inside of the comfortable pub and was seated across from Harry too. She didn't know which but she wished just as she always did that the night would never end.
Hermione looked over at him and his green eyes met hers. He grinned and picked up his mug raising it a little above the table.
"A toast." He said.
Hermione lifted her mug to the same height as his and smiled.
"To us." She said softly as their mugs clanked together.
They both took a drink from their mugs and then Hermione put hers back down on the table still savoring the taste in her mouth as Harry did the same. She let her fingertips run across the glass mug and her mind began to wonder.
"A toast to us." She thought these words silently inside her head. She hoped that "us" was going to be "us" for a while. She didn't know if she could ever say "us" again if it consisted of her and someone else. It just wouldn't be the same. But hopefully she would never have to deal with that sort of problem. She loved Harry and Harry hopefully loved her. But still Harry was the boy who lived. And she was just Hermione Granger the bushy haired bookworm sidekick of Harry Potter. She wasn't really good enough for Harry. But she couldn't stop herself now. She had already fallen in love with him. It was too late to try to back out.
Hermione lifted her head and looked up at Harry. He put down his mug and Hermione laughed.
"What's so funny?" Harry asked.
Hermione pointed at his nose that had butterbeer foam on it. She couldn't help it he looked so funny.
Harry reached up and tried to get it off but he narrowly missed it and this caused Hermione to continue laughing.
"Where is it?" He asked her.
Hermione leaned over across the table and reached up to get it off his nose. But instead of using her hand Harry pulled her forward and she ended up clumsily kissing the spot. Hermione laughed and kissed his nose again before slowly trailing down to his lips. Harry eagerly met her lips and she leaned back a little bit so that she wasn't leaning completely over the table. It must have been a strange site to see two kids nearly on top of the table kissing each other.
Hermione laughed and pulled away for a moment.
"You're a goof." She said grinning.
"I know. And it's a good thing I am. Because apparently Ms. Granger has a soft spot for goofs." He said playfully kissing her on the nose.
"I guess I do." She giggled before leaning in once more to meet his kiss.
Ron crept toward the girl's dormitory. Come to think of it, he couldn't remember ever going into Hermione's dormitory. Well there's a first time for everything, Ron thought as his hand touched the doorknob. Slowly he turned it and the door creaked softly opening a crack. Ron peered into the dark dormitory before opening the door wider and stepping inside.
Ron stood inside the Girl's dormitory, Hermione's dormitory, feeling slightly nervous. He let his eyes adjust to the shadows and then he started toward the first of the three beds. Hesitantly he reached up for the curtains but then thought better of it.
"Hermione." He hissed.
There was silence for a moment until suddenly someone moved in one of the other beds across the room. Ron turned around and walked toward the bed thinking that perhaps it was Hermione. He reached the bed and once again heard someone turn over in the curtains.
"Hermione is that you?" He asked in a whisper.
"Seamus?" Someone asked sleepily from behind the curtains before they began clumsily pulling them back. Ron ducked onto Lavender's empty bed and watched as the person sleepily looked around. It was Parvati. So that must mean, Ron thought as Parvati closed the curtains and went back to sleep, that Hermione was in the first bed.
Ron waited a few more moments and then slowly picked himself off the bed. As he moved to get up something went tumbling to the ground. Ron reached to pick it up and put it back on Lavender's bed. But he suddenly realized that it was a note. Ron couldn't resist.
It wasn't even folded. Technically he wasn't being nosy. He was just being curious. Right? It had been out in the open so how could she expect someone not to read it. He stood up and walked over to the window so that he could read it in the streaming moonlight.
"Lavender,
You probably won't get this for quite some time because you're in the hospital wing right now. But I thought that I ought to write to you just for the sake of everything. I just want to tell you that you didn't miss much. All the classes are dead boring and we haven't learned anything worth knowing. Except for one tidbit of information that I thought you ought to know. Seamus asked me to go with him to Hogsmeade. I couldn't believe it! I've had a crush on him for some time now. But I never even dreamed of him liking me. Well it's just a little date. It doesn't mean that we're going out or anything. He's been really nice these days comforting me and everything. I mean I miss you SO MUCH! Get Better SOON! We all need you Lavender.
Your Best Friend Forever Parvati
P.S. Ron feels real bad about what happened. It seems to everyone that he's taking it real hard. He's really upset. I saw him sitting by your bedside and I thought the strangest thing. You two would make a great couple. He really cares about you Lavender. And I know you won't admit it but you're in"
Ron dropped the note onto the floor he couldn't read on any further it was breaking his heart. He had to find Hermione. He and Hermione were together, not him and Lavender. He loved Hermione, not Lavender. And besides Hermione loved him. They were meant to be together. Parvati was probably just being stupid. Lavender and him were simply friends.
Yeah, Lavender was the prettiest girl in their house and perhaps maybe even prettier then the other girls in the other houses and perhaps maybe even prettier then Hermione. Ron shook his head scolding himself mentally he walked over to Hermione's bed and angrily ripped open the curtains.
Just to find that no one was there.
Ron stormed out of the room and out of the common room. The portrait banging a little too loudly behind him.
The note lay on the floor of the girl's dormitory face down. A night breeze rustled through the trees outside and slowly the note flipped back over in a burst of the soft wind.
"And I know you won't admit it but you're in love with him too."
"Look at those two." Madam Rosmerta said smiling.
One of the few men remaining at the bar swiveled around to look at what Madam Rosmerta was talking about. It didn't take very long to see them. They were both practically on top of the table kissing each other. The man found it very amusing rather then cute or romantic as Madam Rosmerta seemed to find it.
"Ah yes they do seem to be having a grand old time over there." He said trying once more to fight down a laugh.
Madam Rosmerta rolled her eyes and threw the towel that she was wiping off the bar with over her shoulder. She came around the other side of the bar and sat down on the stool beside the man.
"You do know who those two are?" Madam Rosmerta asked.
"No." The man said thinking it was unimportant.
"Well then I won't tell you. But I've been watching them since they first came to Hogwarts. I never imagined that they would end up together. The other boy was too protective of her. But deep down inside those two really loved each other I guess. They make a great couple. Quite a team they are." Madam Rosmerta sighed and the man fumbled with his drink thought he was once again fighting the urge to laugh.
"You can think it's funny all you want. But I've been bartending all these years and I know love when I see it. I just wish I could find it myself. You watch those two are going to be together a long time. They've found true love." Madam Rosmerta got up from the seat and walked back behind the bar to finish cleaning up. She couldn't help but think about the past and one couple that had found true love once before. She could still remember watching them from that very same stool with that very same look in her eyes. A longing for what they had and what she would never have.
"They made a great couple. Quite the team they were, Lily and James Potter." Madam Rosmerta whispered. She wiped the tears away from her eyes and tried to get the image of the two young lovers out of her head as she started closing up.
"Harry what time is it?" Hermione suddenly asked pulling back to her own side of the table.
Harry looked up a little shocked and leaned back pulling up his wristwatch that he had finally gotten fixed.
"Eleven." Harry said glancing up worriedly at Hermione's face. They were supposed to be back an hour ago at the castle. This was not going to be good. Quick as a flash Hermione and Harry gathered up their cloaks and hurried out the door.
"Where is Hermione and Harry!?!" Ron asked himself storming down the halls. He didn't even seem to realize that he was out after hours and he had no invisibility cloak. He didn't appear to think of the fact that he could get caught and get a detention and lose points for Griffendor. The only thing he cared about right now was where his two friends were.
"I can't believe they're not back yet." Ron mumbled as he rounded a corner. He had no idea where he was going. He just kept walking hoping that somehow he would bump into either Hermione or Harry. The chance of that happening was highly unlikely.
Ron was fuming. He was furious. How dare them just go off their separate ways without telling him a thing! How could they just forget about him? And why was Hermione out? She better have a good explanation for this.
Ron wasn't really thinking. Or he would have remembered that he had the Marauders Map tucked in his pocket. But at the moment he was too angry to think about anything but the whereabouts of his two friends.
Hermione and Harry hurried toward Honeydukes. Luckily the clerk at the front counter was flirting with a pretty woman and didn't appear to have noticed that closing time was five minutes ago. He probably wouldn't have noticed Harry and Hermione either but just in case they crowded close together beneath the invisibility cloak and hurried toward the trap door behind the counter.
Hermione reached down and heaved open the trap door. Quickly she stumbled into the dusky tunnel and Harry came a moment later closing the trap door behind them. They thew off the invisibility cloak and began walking quickly toward the end that would lead them back into the castle. They were already and hour later then they were expected. They couldn't risk being any later.
"I can't believe we stayed out that late." Hermione said wringing her wrists nervously. She was silently thanking the fact that they had the invisibility cloak. At least they wouldn't get caught for being out of bed. Though she couldn't help but feel guilty, as she always did, that they broke a rule and had betrayed the teacher's trust.
"Relax." Harry said soothingly. He took her hand in his and gripped in warmly as a sign of comfort. But he didn't slow down his pace.
"We're going to be in so much trouble." Hermione muttered.
"You're not regretting we went." Harry said his eyes staying straight ahead.
"No not at all. It's just. We're late!" Hermione quickly assured him. She had had a great time. And secretly deep down inside, she knew she didn't regret it.
"Hermione there's something I've been meaning to ask you." Harry looked over at her. Hermione met his gaze and didn't break it. She waited for him to say what she knew he had wanted to say a few night's ago in front of the fire when everything had first happened with Lavender. She had been waiting for this. She could tell was very important.
Something dropped to the floor as Ron swept around another corner. Ron rushed backwards and grabbed the piece of parchment that had fallen onto the ground. Thinking nothing of it at first. Then suddenly it hit him. The Marauders Map. He couldn't believe he had been so stupid and blinded with anger. All that had been a waste of time. Now this was what he really had needed all along and would've made the job a lot quicker.
Ron hastily stopped for the first time in the last half hour he had been sweeping angrily around the castle, looking a little like Snape always did on a daily basis. He unfolded the parchment.
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good." He whispered watching the map unfurl before his very eyes.
There it was the map of Hogwarts and a labeled dot of everyone who was in the castle. Ron was mystified by the map's brilliance for a moment or two before he began hunting for the name Hermione Granger. Harry Potter had been driven from his mind. All he really wanted to find was Hermione now.
"Hermione, Hermione, Hermione, where is she?" He muttered under his breath. But it all became very clear a few milliseconds later when a tiny dot came hurrying down one of the passages that went off the map. It was the passage that Harry used to get into Hogsmeade illegally. There she was hurrying back and Ron was just about to start off when he saw another dot by her side. Hurrying along beside Hermione was a dot labeled Harry Potter.
Ron's brow furrowed and his eyes narrowed as he marched off toward the passage to face his two friends and demand their explanation. Ron was not happy. No he was far from it.
"Hermione I was wondering."
"Yes Harry." Hermione urged him on hoping he would say it.
"Well what I was going to ask you was."
"Say it now."
"Alright I'm getting to it."
"We're almost there."
"Okay, Hermione do you still have feelings for Ron?"
The silence in the tunnel caused Harry to stop just as Hermione stopped a little ways behind him. Hermione wasn't looking at him, she was staring out into space with a kind of dazed expression as if he had just hit her with a really hard question that she couldn't answer, which was a first for Hermione. Harry held his breath wondering if this had been a real bad idea asking her this question.
"Harry I."
"Hermione it's okay if you do I'll understand and everything."
"Harry."
It felt just like the time she had been stuttering about whether she had said yes or no to Ron way back when he had kissed her and Harry was still worried about losing her as a friend. That had been the worse moment of betrayal in his life. Now here he was in a similar situation.
"It's alright Hermione I kind of figured with what happened to Lavender and" But he was cut off when Hermione raced toward him and kissed him full on the lips. This was the best possible answer he could imagine. This was too good to be true.
"Harry I love you not Ron." She said with tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe that he had actually thought she had loved Ron in that sort of way. She flung herself into his arms and began to let the tears fall onto his cloak. Harry held her and patted her soothingly. He loved her. He couldn't be happier.
"So that's it isn't it." Said a hurt voice angrily.
Ron Weasley stood in front of them.
(Here's Chapter 9. Only like two more chapters and I'm done. Sorry if it's real stupid. I just have to finish this. Please Review I would appreciate it.)