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Chapter 3 A confession
Her beady brown eyes looked at him. "Harry, he's coming." She said as if afraid to tell him. He looked at her. "I know. I can feel the pain in my head." He took her hand. "Come on, Hermione. We got a class to get to." And opened the door. Ron eyed them as they sat down. Professor McGonagall looked all around the class. "Now that you're in 5th years your O.W.L.S will be just around the corner." She said. The class gulped. "And," she added. "I have picked my prefects." "Mr Potter, Miss Granger, you have been picked. Mr Weasley, you are going to help Mr Filch with Hall monitor." Ron groaned. A few looked at Harry and Hermione, who blushed as they looked at each other. "Mom and Dad are going to be so pleased when they hear about this!" Hermione said happily. "Hermione, your parents are dead." He whispered. "Oh, right." She said sadly. Her eyes were filling up with tears. "I'm sure they would have been pleased." He added. She looked at Harry in a different way. Harry made her feel safe somehow. Maybe it was he cares about everything and everyone. Ron was the opposite. But he cared for people all the same. Hermione loved his emerald green eyes and his million-dollar smile. She didn't care if he was the boy who lived. She felt her face turn a dull pink. Soon the bell rang and there was a rumble to get out. Hermione went to Professor McGonagall's desk. "Yes?" she asked looking at the girl. "Umm-Professor, I'm ready to change you know into a phoenix." "Oh yes. Well?" Taking a deep breath Hermione drew a dome around her and it filed with red smoke. Soon the dome vanished and a scarlet beautiful phoenix flew out. Professor McGonagall smiled lightly. "150%." She said as Hermione changed back. She squealed and hugged her. Then she took off. "Hi!" she said. Harry looked at her and smiled. "Hey." He replied. "Hey, Hermione! You wanna go to the library?" Ron asked. "Sure." She said. As they headed off harry stopped them. "HEY! WHAT ABOUT DINNR?" he shouted. "FOOD!" Ron yelled. And he took off like a bull. Harry laughed while Hermione looked at him. Then he looked at her and smiled. "Come on I'll escort you." He said offering his arm to her. She took it. And then she made the worst mistake as to look deeply into his petrifying eyes. Hermione felt her heart melt. He's so handsome! She thought. Harry beamed at her. "Hermione, I have to tell you something. But I'm afraid of the consequences that lay upon me if I do." He said sadly. She smiled weakly. "Harry, I have to tell you something too." She replied. He lead her into an empty classroom. "Hermione, I-I- I really like you. Maybe even love you." He sputtered. "Really?" "Yeah, since the 2nd year." Harry said, blushing. "I liked you since the 1st year." "Really?" "Yeah, I thought, 'God, Famous Harry Potter was here at Hogwarts' and I was an idiot because I was yanking away." "I thought you were a brilliant witch. And pretty." Harry said brushing away a strand of hair in her eyes. "Me? As if. My hair is so bushy and-" "I think you're beautiful." Harry said closing in on her. Hermione felt his icy cool breath on her face. Then he tilted his head and into a kiss. It was as if something exploded in her heart. Then he pulled back. "Whoa. That was." he started. But she had pulled him back for another kiss. At last Hermione let him go and his face went scarlet. Then hand in hand they walked into the Great Hall. Ron looked at them, puzzled. "What's going on? Harry? Hermione?" But both just smiled at him. Harry grinned and began to slap mash potatoes on to his plate and roast beef. Hermione took out her Defense Against the DartArts book and plopped it against the juice jug. As she read her eyes looked over to Harry who looked at her. He winked and grinned at her. Hermione blushed and went back to her reading. Soon the Hall slowly emptied. Quickly Hermione stuffed her book back and snapped it shut. Harry had gone up and got his Firebolt. "Quidditch?" she asked. "Yep. I hear the team's got a new keeper. And it's Ron! His dad got him a Numbus 2001." "Wow. Can I come and watch?" Hermione asked. "I thought you had homework." Harry said grinning. "I only have one page, Mr Potter. Besides I want to come." Hermione snapped. "OK then come on." He said leading to the field. Hermione called that she would be in the stands while he changed. Ron was waiting for Harry in the change room. "Hey, Ron. What's the matter? You looked like you've killed someone." Harry said. "Harry, is there something between you and Hermione?" Ron asked seriously. "No. Why?" "Oh it's nothing." Then they went out to the cool night's air and began to train.
Chapter 3 A confession
Her beady brown eyes looked at him. "Harry, he's coming." She said as if afraid to tell him. He looked at her. "I know. I can feel the pain in my head." He took her hand. "Come on, Hermione. We got a class to get to." And opened the door. Ron eyed them as they sat down. Professor McGonagall looked all around the class. "Now that you're in 5th years your O.W.L.S will be just around the corner." She said. The class gulped. "And," she added. "I have picked my prefects." "Mr Potter, Miss Granger, you have been picked. Mr Weasley, you are going to help Mr Filch with Hall monitor." Ron groaned. A few looked at Harry and Hermione, who blushed as they looked at each other. "Mom and Dad are going to be so pleased when they hear about this!" Hermione said happily. "Hermione, your parents are dead." He whispered. "Oh, right." She said sadly. Her eyes were filling up with tears. "I'm sure they would have been pleased." He added. She looked at Harry in a different way. Harry made her feel safe somehow. Maybe it was he cares about everything and everyone. Ron was the opposite. But he cared for people all the same. Hermione loved his emerald green eyes and his million-dollar smile. She didn't care if he was the boy who lived. She felt her face turn a dull pink. Soon the bell rang and there was a rumble to get out. Hermione went to Professor McGonagall's desk. "Yes?" she asked looking at the girl. "Umm-Professor, I'm ready to change you know into a phoenix." "Oh yes. Well?" Taking a deep breath Hermione drew a dome around her and it filed with red smoke. Soon the dome vanished and a scarlet beautiful phoenix flew out. Professor McGonagall smiled lightly. "150%." She said as Hermione changed back. She squealed and hugged her. Then she took off. "Hi!" she said. Harry looked at her and smiled. "Hey." He replied. "Hey, Hermione! You wanna go to the library?" Ron asked. "Sure." She said. As they headed off harry stopped them. "HEY! WHAT ABOUT DINNR?" he shouted. "FOOD!" Ron yelled. And he took off like a bull. Harry laughed while Hermione looked at him. Then he looked at her and smiled. "Come on I'll escort you." He said offering his arm to her. She took it. And then she made the worst mistake as to look deeply into his petrifying eyes. Hermione felt her heart melt. He's so handsome! She thought. Harry beamed at her. "Hermione, I have to tell you something. But I'm afraid of the consequences that lay upon me if I do." He said sadly. She smiled weakly. "Harry, I have to tell you something too." She replied. He lead her into an empty classroom. "Hermione, I-I- I really like you. Maybe even love you." He sputtered. "Really?" "Yeah, since the 2nd year." Harry said, blushing. "I liked you since the 1st year." "Really?" "Yeah, I thought, 'God, Famous Harry Potter was here at Hogwarts' and I was an idiot because I was yanking away." "I thought you were a brilliant witch. And pretty." Harry said brushing away a strand of hair in her eyes. "Me? As if. My hair is so bushy and-" "I think you're beautiful." Harry said closing in on her. Hermione felt his icy cool breath on her face. Then he tilted his head and into a kiss. It was as if something exploded in her heart. Then he pulled back. "Whoa. That was." he started. But she had pulled him back for another kiss. At last Hermione let him go and his face went scarlet. Then hand in hand they walked into the Great Hall. Ron looked at them, puzzled. "What's going on? Harry? Hermione?" But both just smiled at him. Harry grinned and began to slap mash potatoes on to his plate and roast beef. Hermione took out her Defense Against the DartArts book and plopped it against the juice jug. As she read her eyes looked over to Harry who looked at her. He winked and grinned at her. Hermione blushed and went back to her reading. Soon the Hall slowly emptied. Quickly Hermione stuffed her book back and snapped it shut. Harry had gone up and got his Firebolt. "Quidditch?" she asked. "Yep. I hear the team's got a new keeper. And it's Ron! His dad got him a Numbus 2001." "Wow. Can I come and watch?" Hermione asked. "I thought you had homework." Harry said grinning. "I only have one page, Mr Potter. Besides I want to come." Hermione snapped. "OK then come on." He said leading to the field. Hermione called that she would be in the stands while he changed. Ron was waiting for Harry in the change room. "Hey, Ron. What's the matter? You looked like you've killed someone." Harry said. "Harry, is there something between you and Hermione?" Ron asked seriously. "No. Why?" "Oh it's nothing." Then they went out to the cool night's air and began to train.
