**Unexpected feelings**

**Surprise, surprise**

Hermione ran and ran, tears streaming down her face, blurring her sight.

She didn't know exactly where she wanted to go, but her feet carried her in the direction of the astronomy tower all by themselves. As soon as she reached the cozy, oval room, she let herself collapse down into the soft armchair standing in front of the telescope.

"Aaaaah!"

Hermione screamed as she felt that she wasn't alone in the chair. She didn't really feel like having any other contact with male people that day, next day, not even next month.... well, maybe not ever again! Okay, maybe she really was over-reacting, but it wasn't everyday that she was attacked by a mystery-admirer.

"Hey, Hermione... why are you crying? What happened!? HEY!! CALM DOWN!!"

Hermione really began to calm down, as the boy settled his hand on her shoulder and stroked over her back. She really had the need to talk, and poured out her heart's contents to the familiar guy.

An hour later she was sitting on his lap staring out into the depths of the universe through the school's telescope. Slowly, his hand was caressing her back while she spotted the Great Bear and Orion in the dark, starry sky.

"So, let's go back, 'kay? You ready?"

"Mhmm.. I think so.. just don't let go of me." Hermione whispered softly into his ear. Gladly he agreed to this condition and helped her up from his lap.

Hand in hand they walked out of the small room, smiling at each other eventually.

As they proceeded down the corridors they suddenly heard footsteps behind them. As they turned around, tehy saw a red-faced Ron storming in their direction.

"Hi!! You guys'll never guess what just happened! Ooh, they're so going to be in trouble for this one!! Just wait till McGonagall finds out! She'll scalp them alive! Come on, let's get to the common room!" With that, he turned away from them and continued hurrying towards the Gryffindor Tower.

"Well, didn't he really go into the details, huh?" the young boy grinned and added, "He didn't even notice that we were holding hands! Sometimes, he really is an airheaded ditz." Once again he flashed her a smile and laughed when she tried to use her well-known McGonagall-look on him. She just had to join in on the laughter and chuckling they headed off in direction of their common room.

As they entered their 'lair', it reminded them rather of an excited beehive, but not a disciplined common room in one of the greatest and most respected witchcraft and Wizarding schools in the world.

Everywhere in the room, people were standing shouting at the top of their lungs, trying to make someone take notice of them. And since everyone was doing this, no-one got anyone's attention. It really was a neverending cycle...

Hermione grinned as she saw Ron standing in one corner waving his hands furiosly over his head, trying to convince Harry of something he had said a minute before.

The pair slendered over to the bickering friends and interrupted Harry, "So, what is this all about?" Harry looked at them surprised and asked..."Ehm, Hermione and you! Why are you holding hands?"

"Well, since today, we're a couple.. Me and ......"