*sorry for the long wait. I dint' even know why I waited so long I've had this chapter done for e ages. Sorry again. Alirght I don't own HP now on with the fic. Thx reviews by the way.*

Chapter 2

Hermione's Pov

I Squealed happily, while fingering my yellow dress. I just love this dress. I don't care who sees me in it either or heard me. Today I'm not going to dress up like a professor and act as perfect Hermione Granger. Today I'm going to be the real me. The one I hide from everyone. I don't know why I started to hide her from people. It started when I was 10. When I got my letter I thought I wasn't good as I was. As I was, like this care free and innocent. So I acted superior and snobbish.

It kind of signed me fate so to speak. I didn't care about that right now. I only wanted to fly. I wanted to be free from everyone's expectations.

I picked up my wand and walked *more like skipped* out of the dorm room and I slid down the railing of the curvy stairs. I smiled when my flip flops went plop, on the stone floor. I grinned as I walked out of the common room. Not like it mattered but everyone was in the great hall eating lunch, so I didn't have to worry about anyone seeing me. It's not like I care anyway.

I look around for any teachers see none and start to batter to the closest entrance. I opened the door quickly and then shut it again. I plopped down on the large set of stone stairs and reached to grab the black leather bag from my back. I un zipped it carefully and pulled out my wand. I took off my shoes cast a shrinking spell on them and then put them in the bag. I started digging again for a tiny wooden object.

"AhhA! I smiled as my fingers wrapped around the tiny object. It was my broom just shrunk to fit in my bag. I took it out and tossed the bag a couple of feet from me. It was my prize possession. Everyone thought my favorite thing was Hogwarts, a history or something like that. It's not like I don't love books, but there aren't my life. Not like poeple think and assume they are. No one really knows me and it's been going on like that for a while. Since the fourth year onwards. Victor thought me to fly before we had out *falling* I really do love to fly and this is my baby.

It's the fastest model in the world. A Silver Streak 3000. The entire Bulgarian team has one of these babies. I loved flying with Victor over the mountains and hills and out into the open skies. I miss him in some ways. He was really nice to me. He bought me this broom for my 16th birthday on Sept 19th. I was shocked when I opened it. The thing cost thousands of gallons. I tried to get him to take it back but he refused. I thought he was being extra ordinarily nice but so it seems it was just a suck up kind of gift. He broke up with me on Oct. 1st.. I'm not to crushed, he was a good guy just not the right one for me. After all you don't marry your first boyfriend even though it's been two years.

I un shrunk my broom and placed my wand in my bag, zipped it up and placed it on my back again. I grabbed my broom in left hand and fingered the silver carving on it's end. The bristles and sticks were all charmed silver, they were all a lined and all perfect. The handle was a deep black that shined. I kept my broom well polished. I grinned and jumped up and off the steps. I ran to the pitch my bare feet hitting the cool grass.

I loved the fell of grass under my bare feet. That's why I don't ever where any shoes when I'm Ann. That's what I refer myself to when I'm just being me. You know that time where you don't do anything except please yourself and let the childish side out.

I mounted my broom and kicked up from the ground. I did a few warm up laps around the pitch and then started my work out and flying. I was there for hours and hours. Just going around and diving and doing loops and just closing my eyes and stretching my arms from me. I trusted my broom like i trusted Harry and Ron. I loved them all. I laughed merrily as I went into a nose dive 60 feet in the air. I was grinning, the ground was getting closer and closer. I was picking up speed. After all it is the fastest and best broom known to this side the wizarding world. It won't be for long; I've heard that there coming up with some knew model after all it's been like 7 months. My hair and yellow fabric of the dress were blowing around me the wind making it all dance.

The ground was 5 ft then 4 ft then 3ft then 3 and just as I was about to crash into the ground and be mashed into a flesh colored ball. I pulled up and levitated half foot from the ground. I smiled. Not every person in the world could do that. I lowered the broom until my feet could touch. I planted then both on the ground and jumped off. I sighed while smiling and reached for my black bag again. I pulled out my wand and shrunk my broom and carefully I placed it back in the bag. I zipped it up and put it on. Next time I was going to practice with the Quaffle.

I started to spin. Just spin around and around. It made me feel weightless and ai loved it.

This funny feeling just zapped threw me. I looked up to the sky and broadened my grin. Today couldn't get any better. It was going to rain. With a thud' crash it came down in buckets. I was drenched in a matter or seconds. I was glad I put a water repellent charm on my bag. Wouldn't want me broom to get soaked.

I raised my arms to the sky and just let the heavy rain hit my face and arms and chest and what ever else it wanted to hit. I could feel a chill run up my spill and I could feel my nipples grow hard. I knew this dress went see through when it got wet but I suddenly didn't really care. I just wanted to dance alone in the rain.

"Hermione!" I jumped in surprise I lowered my arms and opened my eyes. I looked the way the sound was carrying. I grinned.

A very wet, very drippy, very sexy Harry Potter came sprinting up to me. I waved to him.

"Hey yeah, Harry." I said very childish I just wanted to be Ann. Not Hermione. If he asked me about Homework I'm going to throw him in the lake. Maybe that's a good idea anyway. I smiled very I don't know how to state it but I smiled it all the same.

Like i said I was Ann and Ann didn' care about what people thought of her when she was dancing half naked in the rain. God I love May!

"What are you doing out here?" I asked still smiling, he smiled back.

"I was looking for you. I was in the common room and it started to rain. I looked in the castle and I couldn't find you so I knew you must have been outside and I wanted to see if I could find you. You'll catch a cold out here." I broadened my smile again. Dame it. He was too perfect. Why was he always so caring. He always knew what just to say.

I wasn't about to admit it out loud but I was glad he came out to find me. I warmed me inside to know that he cared if I got a silly little curable cold.

"Well you found me." I giggled a little and poked him in the ribs. He looked do cute standing in the rain while the rain dripped off of him. His hair still managed to stick up even though it was being dunked by pounds of rain. Sigh I loved this man.

"What are you doing out here" he question. I couldn't help but noticed how his robes stuck to him too. I could feel the rain roll off of me and he was doing a good job not letting his eyes wander. I smiled again. I could feel my eyes sparkling.

"You know, I needed some fresh air. And then it started raining and what could be better then rain in the middle of spring. Everything is so alive and crisp and fresh" it was true. To prove it I closed my eyes and inhaled. It was amazing all the clean and fresh and new smells. The spring rain and the smell of wet grass and clean air. I loved it. I opened my eyes and looked at my wonder boy Harry.

He was wearing his school robes with a black cloak over them. His glasses were filled with tiny droplets of water they kept sliding down to the frames though. His cheeks were a rosy color from the nippy air I guess. His eyes were twinkling. I just loved his eyes I could look at them forever and ever. His black hair was still sticking up even though it was drenched. The rain was rolling off him as well.

I love him with all of my heart. I have since before I can remember. He's my everything. Just having him in my life makes it seem worth while. It makes me forget all the teasing and school and family problems. My brain just screams Harry! When ever I'm with him. He means the world to me and yet he doesn't know my real feeling so keep them locked away with everything else. I have so many things I haven't told him. I just wish I could. Wait! Why couldn't I. He's my best friend. I can trust Harry, I can trust Harry with my life.

I can vaguely remember him giving me a response. I focused back on our conversation.

"Do you want to know a secret Harry? I haven't told ANYONE this but do you want to know something?" I could trust him. I know I can.

He shrugged. "If you want to 'Mione." Dame it potter your making me melt inside. There he goes again with his love and concern. I smiled and he smiled back.

"I've always held a soft spot for rain ever since I was a little girl but… that's not what I was going to tell you. The truth is that I can fly. Well not with wings or anything" I paused and said the last bit after a second." I mean I was a witch not a bird." Well not one all the time.

He tried to act surprised I could read his mind though. He saw me before I could tell. It was his eyes that gave him away. I decided to play along. He seemed to think I was sincere.

"Yep, Victor thought me how to fly when I went to visit him in Bulgaria. He even gave me one of his brooms. He said I couldn't been around the Bulgarian Quidditch team without being able to fly. So he taught me. I swear I thought I would die. But now… I know what I've missed out on. Flying is fabulous and I wish I wasn't such a prat. If I'd listened to you…" I poked him in the chest with my index finger again. " I would have started flying years ago and I wouldn't have missed out on so much." it was true. Sad but true.

"Well you should know better, you should always listen to the great Harry Potter." he tried to sound fake and superior like that pathetic Lockhart fellow. I smiled. "But that's great I can't wait to see you fly."

I can't remember exactly what we said next but I asked him if he wanted to go for a walk, so walked we went. We were hand in hand. That part I remember.

I stopped suddenly at a place in the path that was right next to the lake. I smiled childishly and mischievously and asked him if he was wet. He said something like soaked to the skin. I tried this funny seductive finger movement thing on his chest as if tracing an invisible pattern. He gulped and I shoved him right into the lake.

Splash! His face oh God. I just fell to my knees and started laughing. I didn't are that I was getting full of mud. I just couldn't stop laughing. After a moment I regained the use of my lungs and got to my feet. He put out his hand and told me to help get him out I nodded and grabbed his hand.

Big mistake he pulled me in their with him. It was cold and I remember telling him that.

When we finally got out I was shaking and frozen. Harry wrapped himself around me and I grabbed one of his hands we started to walk back to the castle.

I stopped 10 minutes later and rubbed my feet the were frozen blocks of ice. I looked at Harry's face. There was something there. He left go of my hand I couldn't help but frown. He grinned and lifted me up bride and groom style.

I laughed as he started walking. I thanked him and kissed him on the cheek. The Hermione part of my brain couldn't help but think of what someone would say if they saw me and Harry. Yep I know I just said me and Harry. Improper English. The Ann side of my brain won and I suddenly didn't care if Voldermolt himself came and saw me. I just loved this moment so much. I leaned into his embrace and sighed happily. I was content even if it was only for 20 minutes. The rest of our walk was in silence.

He placed me on the hard wet marble stairs I kissed him on the cheek again and thanked him then furiously started digging for my wand. I grinned when I found it. I tossed the bag down again and pointed it at Harry. I couldn't help but notice that the sun was going down.

"Want me to change those wet clothes for you?" I asked sweetly. I could see his eyes bulge out of his head, his mouth dropped and a red blush went over his cheeks. I smile, so it seems our famous Harry Potter is somewhat perverted. "Hey not like that you Perv." I hit him playfully on the shoulders while smiling broadly. "Just stay still ok, I don't want to hurt you." I was joking around. He looked funny, I couldn't hold in the laugh. My mouth twitched and I smiled. "Just Joking Harry, Honestly you should have seen your face. Like I would ever hurt you." I shook my head while muttering the charm I invented.

His clothes changed magically. We started joking around again and I eventually pointed the and at myself and muttered my own spell. My yellow dress vanished and my Hogwarts uniform took it's place. I could feel shoes on my stocking feet and my hair in a messy bun. I could feel that my make-up was gone too. Before I looked at Harry I did the same charm on my nag and it changed from the slim black leather one to the old huge worn mended brown bag stuffed with books. I looked at Harry and smiled. He looked disappointed.

"What!" I said turning to him. "You don't expect me to go prancing around in there when there's teachers and Malfoy running around. I mean I didn't even have any shoes." I smiled and playfully punched him in the arm again. He looked like a lost little puppy dog. He them broke put in a grin. I should have excepted it.

"I'd like to see Malfoy's face if he saw you. He would have a heart attack." I thought for a moment and then laughed. Yep he almost did have a heart attack. I could remember the look on his face. He caught me walking back from the pitch in a blue dress same style. I had the broom in my hand. It wasn't raining that day but still. His eyes were huge. He was speechless if I remember correctly. I placed a quick memory charm on him so he wouldn't be able to remember the last 5 minutes. I ran in the locker room and hid. I giggled as he looked around confused. I did a couple of quick make over charms I looked like I did right now. My robes were on, my hair in a messy ponytail. My broom shrunk and my bag slumped on my shoulder. I walked from the changing room and tried to act surprised and then I glared at him when he caught my eye.

"What are you doing here, Mudblood." he asked venomously. I was still Ann and I was trying to toy with his mind so I told him something like out for a walk or studying. WE insulted watch other for minute or two and then I walked off, winking once at him. I laughed harder at the memory.

We walked back to the tower. Harry and I talked about different stuff. He aked me what kind of broom I had and I just changed the subject. I wanted to surprise him a little later. He asked me about homework. Oh well I did push him in the really cold lake.

We got back to the common room. I greeted Ron trying to go back to Hermione. Ann was starting to settle back into her normal place. Sigh I just wish she could be out all the time.

I kept on winking at Harry as I answered his questions. Ron as now telling me off for being in the library all day. How my life was black and white and boring. I was having a really hard time trying not to laugh. Ron doesn't know a thing about the real me. He only knows the stuck up book worm. He then said something about Quidditch the feeling to laugh increased. Stupid prat. I moved to sit near Ron.

I glanced at Harry. He looked like he was going to explode, he was glaring daggers at Ron. Who failed to notice because he was watching some pretty 7th year walked up the stairs. If looks could kill Ron would be a big pile of green ooze. I smiled warmly at Harry as if to tell him it's alright.

He's so caring and so understanding. If I told Ron half of the things about me. He would die laughing and tell me not to make up stuff. Yeah I really loved Harry. I just wish one day I could show him. Sigh Maybe one day I will.

I tell them I'm going to bed. Ron mumbles something while scratching on black parchment. Harry hesitates and then hugs me very tightly. I smile at him and kiss him again. As he les go I whisper in his ear.

"Get me anytime you want to study, Harry. Night." I winked at him and brushed past him and walked up the stairs and out of sight. When I get up to my empty dorm room I sigh heavily. It's only early, but I was tired.

I sat on my bed and dug out my wand and searched through my school bag. I found my broom and un- shrunk it again. I placed it in my trunk and then locked it. I put my heavy book bag by the side of my bag and hung up my cloak. I kicked off my shoes and lied on my bed pointing my wand at me and muttering another charm. I love charms. My uniform was gone and a short pair of short shorts and a pink tank top took there place. I yawned as I placed my wand on the bedside table and closed the curtains around my bed. I crawled under the covers and lay there in the dark. Only one thought was on my mind. It drifted from thoughts to dreams as I became sleepier and sleepier… Harry.

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