Something called love

By Cat

Chapter two

The next day was sad for many as it was the first year anniversary of the attack and death of Voldemort. Those who had lost someone special were sad but others were happy as the lord of darkness was dead and it took a lot of time to ponder on how to dispose of his body. But in the end they had burnt it and placed the ashes in an empty jar and placed a 'never open' spell on the lid and an 'unbreakable' spell on the glass. So the soul of the dark lord would never be free to ruin the wizarding world again.

Of course there would be others but they were no match for the extremely brave hero which rescued the whole wizarding many times. It was just a matter of time until he would triumph again.

Harry sighed and began to read the Daily Prophet he held in his hand. The head line of the newspaper read;

'ONE YEAR ANIVERSARY OF THE DARK LORD'S DEATH

Exactly one year ago the Dark Lord attacked Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in an awesome bout of bravery; young Harry Potter saved his young admirer and had a short duel with the Dark Lord and won a wonderful win. The Dark Lord's minions then attacked the young boy in which they all performed the Avada Kedavra spell and they all hit Young Potter with such a force that he accidentally got disapparated into the Minister for Magic; Cornelius Fudge's office. He and the Minister were then transported within the minute back to Hogwarts.

The mystery here is that the spells around Hogwarts prevent Apparating and Disapparating within the grounds of Hogwarts and travel by Floo Powder which out rules Potter's and Fudges return back to the castle.

Tonight Hogwarts will be celebrating the defeat with Harry Potter as a special guest as without him there would be no Hogwarts. The feast will also include the families of those who died the minister for magic and some valued members of the Ministry for magic.

Written by Kevin Lynch and photos by Robert Fez.'

On the front was an absolutley huge picture of the decorated hall of Hogwarts. Harry sighed. He had thought about it but absolutley did not know how to tell Hermione about his true feelings. His mind was telling him to just act cool, calm and collected about the situation, but his heart was asking him; 'what if she doesn't like me?'

"Hiya Harry!" Came the utterly thrilled voice of Colin Creevy. He bounded into view with his camera swinging from around his neck.

"Hi Colin." Harry said politely.

Colin took a few photos before sitting down next to Harry. Colin pulled out a note book made from parchment and a quill. He had written a page of parchment before Harry noticed what he was doing.

"What are you doing Colin?" Harry asked nervously as he looked over Colin's shoulder and read some of the writing.

"I'm practicing." Colin answered.

"For what exactly?"

"For my future job as a reporter for the Daily Prophet." Colin said. "You're my first subject. My first work is entitled; Young between Hermione Granger and Harry Potter." He jotted down some more notes. "It's for my Future Job class, me and Alessandra are going to be reporters for the Daily Prophet and have to write three feet of parchment on an interesting subject.

Harry face faulted at this and spent an hour trying to persuade Colin not to write the paper about him. He instead suggested Quidditch and left Colin to his work. He walked down to the Great Hall and entered the decorated room to see Hermione and Ron playing Wizarding chess. He found this a surprise. Not that they were playing the game but that Hermione was winning.

"Knight to A4." Ron said and took out Hermione's pawn.

"Queen to A4." Hermione said. The Queen took out Ron's Knight.

"King to E5." Ron said. The King moved one step to the side and sat back down on his throne.

"Castle to E9." Hermione said and a castle moved towards the square.

Ron looked at all the possible moves and found none safe. "You win Hermione." Ron said sadly as his King through down his crown.

Hermione smiled and walked out of the Hall in happiness. Harry followed and caught her while she was walking out of the castle doors.

"Hey Hermione!" Harry called after her, Hermione stopped turned to look at her saviour.

"Oh, hi Harry." She answered with a smile that made Harry absolutely tingle with delight.

"Do you want to go for a walk Hermione?" Harry asked shyly.

"Sure." She said.

They walked out of the hall and talked about what the feast was going to be like and all that. Harry was just about plucking up the courage to tell Hermione about his true feelings when . . .

"Hey scar head." Called a familiar voice from behind them.

"What Malfoy?" Harry called back.

"You and your girlfriend having fun?" He asked tauntingly.

"You just wait until we leave school Malfoy and then I'll be having fun when you go to Azkaban." Harry's hands clenched as he said this.

"Oh really snake boy?" Malfoy taunted. "Something tells me that you'll be taking a trip to Azkaban long before I take a trip there."

"Your ass, your face, what is the difference?" Harry spat back.

"If Crabbe and Goyle were here; they'd hit you one!" Malfoy's ears turned slightly pink before he turned on his heel and left.

"Oh Harry." Hermione said wistfully. "You shouldn't let him get to you like that." She started to walk near the forest when Hermione pulled out her wand and prodded at the unknown darkness in the forest.

"Hermione . . ." Harry started and sort of broke off. "I-I- I really love you."

Hermione immediately stopped prodding at the leaves and trees in front of her and turned to face the boy behind her. She liked him too, but was the time right?

Harry stood watching the girl ponder her thoughts nervously.

"I love you too Harry." Hermione said quietly.

TO BE CONTINUED . . .