(A/N: Ok this is it! The part we've all been waiting for, Harry and Hermione finally get together! I told you it wouldn't be H/G for long!)
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling's characters, not mine.
Chapter 4: True Feelings
Harry and Hermione were sat in the Gryffindor common room going over their Potions homework.
"Thanks for letting me have your answers 'Mione," Harry smiled, and copied down the homework.
"I didn't let you, I just agreed you could since you wouldn't give me my book back" She crossed her arms, and curled up by the fire.
"Ok then, let me rephrase that. Thanks for agreeing I could have your answers. There, all sorted out. Is that better Granger?" He snickered at her, watching her raise an eyebrow at him.
"Watch your mouth or I'll come over there and murder you," Hermione laughed at him.
Harry just shook his head, "Stop dreaming 'Mione, you know you would never kill me."
"That's it!" Hermione laughed and raced over to him and began to tickle him.
"Ahhhh! Ok, ok I surrender!"
Hermione sat on top of his stomach and pinned his arms down against his side. "Are you sure you surrender..?"
"Umm...no!" Harry struggled out of her grip, and picked her up, throwing her on the sofa, tickling her instantly.
"You git! That's not fair!" Hermione protested in between fits of laughter.
He grinned and stared into her eyes. "It sure is fair."
Hermione laughed and sat upright on the couch, playfully pushing Harry off her. "Your just a bit too heavy to sit on me Mr. Potter."
Harry got up and sat back down on the couch beside her. Something inside of his head was telling him to kiss her, yet another part of his brain was reminding him about his relationship with Ginny. Before he knew it, Harry had pressed his lips against Hermione's, placing one of his arms around her waist.
"Umm..what just happened?" Hermione asked him, after they had pulled apart.
"No idea."
Harry still had his arm placed around Hermione's waist and their faces were inches apart from one another.
"Harry!" A shrieking yell came from the entrance of the common room.
He turned around and saw Ginny standing in the portrait hole, her eyes welling up with tears. "How could you?!"
His mouth was open in disbeleif. He quickly got off of Hermione and chased after Ginny who ran back out the door, weeping with tears.
"Ginny! Wait!" Harry called after her, unable to catch up with her.
He sighed, dragging himself back to the Gryffindor common room. As he stepped into the common room, he felt someones lips lock with his. He recognized them as the girl's who he had just kissed before Ginny came into the room; Hermione's.
"Harry..I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," Hermione mentally slapped herself, and sat down on the couch.
"It's alright 'Mione. Can I ask you a favor?" Harry sat down beside her, and rubbed his hands together.
"Sure, anything."
"Can I kiss you again?" He blushed, leaning in for another kiss.
Hermione smiled at him, her face slightly turning red. "Well it's not like anything stopped you before."
He smiled back and kissed her again, his mind erasing all of the thoughts he had about Ginny.
"Thanks," Harry grinned, looking at the beaming smile on Hermione's face.
"No, thank you."
"Why me? I didn't do anything.."
"Well if you didn't kiss me before, we would have never gotten to where we are now. Also, I wouldn't be able to tell you what Im about to say.." Hermione looked down at the ground, nervously picking at her fingernails.
"What is it?" He moved closer to her, their faces now inches apart.
"Well..you see..what it is...I think I love you Harry.." She managed to tell him, her face blushing even redder than before.
Harry couldn't help but smile. A strange sensation was travelling through his body, he felt like he was floating on air. "Are you serious..?"
"No, I'm just making it up," Hermione said in a sarcastic tone.
"Well then Miss Granger, I have some news for you," Harry took her hand and placed it in his, interlocking his fingers with hers.
Hermione stared at him blankly, her insides filled with butterflies. "Well..?"
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(A/N: I warned you that it would be short, and I said there was going to be a cliffy. I hate cliffy's but I needed at least one in this story.)
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling's characters, not mine.
Chapter 4: True Feelings
Harry and Hermione were sat in the Gryffindor common room going over their Potions homework.
"Thanks for letting me have your answers 'Mione," Harry smiled, and copied down the homework.
"I didn't let you, I just agreed you could since you wouldn't give me my book back" She crossed her arms, and curled up by the fire.
"Ok then, let me rephrase that. Thanks for agreeing I could have your answers. There, all sorted out. Is that better Granger?" He snickered at her, watching her raise an eyebrow at him.
"Watch your mouth or I'll come over there and murder you," Hermione laughed at him.
Harry just shook his head, "Stop dreaming 'Mione, you know you would never kill me."
"That's it!" Hermione laughed and raced over to him and began to tickle him.
"Ahhhh! Ok, ok I surrender!"
Hermione sat on top of his stomach and pinned his arms down against his side. "Are you sure you surrender..?"
"Umm...no!" Harry struggled out of her grip, and picked her up, throwing her on the sofa, tickling her instantly.
"You git! That's not fair!" Hermione protested in between fits of laughter.
He grinned and stared into her eyes. "It sure is fair."
Hermione laughed and sat upright on the couch, playfully pushing Harry off her. "Your just a bit too heavy to sit on me Mr. Potter."
Harry got up and sat back down on the couch beside her. Something inside of his head was telling him to kiss her, yet another part of his brain was reminding him about his relationship with Ginny. Before he knew it, Harry had pressed his lips against Hermione's, placing one of his arms around her waist.
"Umm..what just happened?" Hermione asked him, after they had pulled apart.
"No idea."
Harry still had his arm placed around Hermione's waist and their faces were inches apart from one another.
"Harry!" A shrieking yell came from the entrance of the common room.
He turned around and saw Ginny standing in the portrait hole, her eyes welling up with tears. "How could you?!"
His mouth was open in disbeleif. He quickly got off of Hermione and chased after Ginny who ran back out the door, weeping with tears.
"Ginny! Wait!" Harry called after her, unable to catch up with her.
He sighed, dragging himself back to the Gryffindor common room. As he stepped into the common room, he felt someones lips lock with his. He recognized them as the girl's who he had just kissed before Ginny came into the room; Hermione's.
"Harry..I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," Hermione mentally slapped herself, and sat down on the couch.
"It's alright 'Mione. Can I ask you a favor?" Harry sat down beside her, and rubbed his hands together.
"Sure, anything."
"Can I kiss you again?" He blushed, leaning in for another kiss.
Hermione smiled at him, her face slightly turning red. "Well it's not like anything stopped you before."
He smiled back and kissed her again, his mind erasing all of the thoughts he had about Ginny.
"Thanks," Harry grinned, looking at the beaming smile on Hermione's face.
"No, thank you."
"Why me? I didn't do anything.."
"Well if you didn't kiss me before, we would have never gotten to where we are now. Also, I wouldn't be able to tell you what Im about to say.." Hermione looked down at the ground, nervously picking at her fingernails.
"What is it?" He moved closer to her, their faces now inches apart.
"Well..you see..what it is...I think I love you Harry.." She managed to tell him, her face blushing even redder than before.
Harry couldn't help but smile. A strange sensation was travelling through his body, he felt like he was floating on air. "Are you serious..?"
"No, I'm just making it up," Hermione said in a sarcastic tone.
"Well then Miss Granger, I have some news for you," Harry took her hand and placed it in his, interlocking his fingers with hers.
Hermione stared at him blankly, her insides filled with butterflies. "Well..?"
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(A/N: I warned you that it would be short, and I said there was going to be a cliffy. I hate cliffy's but I needed at least one in this story.)