A/N- I know it's been a while since I have updated this, but I've been really busy lately and now my schedule has lightened up a bit. Well, here it is, the next chapter...hope you like it! ~peachgurl~

Someone Worth Living For

Chapter Five

Harry threw himself to the floor, the spell flying over his head. A strange laugh came from across the room, followed by an evil voice saying,

"Ah ha...I see that Mr. Potter is a quick one. No matter, for he cannot escape me! WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!" Harry watched as a huge metal pot rose from the counter behind him and moved over his head. Harry rolled sideways just as the pot plummeted to the floor. The noise practically shook the whole house. A couple of seconds later, a parade of footsteps clamored down the stairs.

"You've managed to escape me this time, Potter, but next time you won't be so lucky." Then, a loud pop filled the room. Seconds later, light poured into the kitchen.

"Harry, darling, what in the world was all that racket?" asked a very distraught Mrs. Weasley. Harry explained what had just happened to the crowd of redheads standing next to him.

"Harry," started Ginny, who was half-asleep. "Do you know who it was?"

"Well...I have heard the voice before, but I don't remember where," Harry responded, still in a daze about the whole thing. Mrs. Weasley suggested that they all go back up to bed, and everyone agreed. Slowly, they made their way back up stairs into their rooms. When Harry and Ron made it to their rooms, they found Hermione sitting up in her bed.

"Harry, what happened?" she questioned.

"Nothing, Hermione. It was nothing," replied Harry, not wanting to scare her. He flung himself onto his own bed, removed his glasses, and fell asleep.

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Sunlight poured into the room. Harry opened his eyes, squinting because it was too bright. He reached for his glasses and looked around the room. Ron's bed was messily made, but Hermione's was still occupied. Careful not to wake her, Harry quietly exited the room and headed for the kitchen. Sitting at the round wooden table was Ron, stuffing his face full of toast and eggs.

"Good morning, Harry," greeted Mr. Weasley, who had the morning's addition of the Daily Prophet propped up against his milk glass. "I have to go into the office this morning. Strange occurrences have been reported, and I am needed to investigate." Harry nodded in reply before sitting down in the closest empty chair and piling food onto his plate. A couple of minutes later, Fred and George came prancing down the stairs, holding something unusual in their hands.

"Harry, Ron,:" began George. "Once you are done with your breakfast, join me and Fred in the yard. We have something we would like to show you." Laughing, the twins left the kitchen and headed for the back. Ron stood up and walked his plate over to the sink. Harry did the same, and they headed out after the boys. Ron called back to his mother,

"If Hermione comes down, tell her we are out back!" Then, they ran out to meet the twins.

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Hermione stood by the window, watching the boys move toward the woods in the back. Then, she sat back down on her bed and opened up a tiny book, flipping through its pages. Ever since she had started Hogwarts, she had been writing in this journal. Looking back over the crisp white pages, she read some of her entries aloud.

October 31st, year 1- Tonight, Harry and Ron saved me from a troll. They are very brave. I don't think I could have survived without them. And man, did Harry's eyes sparkle like emeralds...

June 30th, year 2- Harry has rescued Ginny from the Chamber of Secrets... He has defeated Voldemort yet again...He is so brave, and so cute. I wish that he could only notice me...

July 31st, summer of year 3- Today is Harry's 14th B-Day. This year, we have done a lot. And finally, I got to be part of the adventure. Together, we saved Hagrid's hippogriff and Sirius from being killed. I want to tell him just how I feel about him, that I love his emerald eyes and his smile, but I just don't know how to tell him. Maybe...

July 7th, summer of year 4- OMG!! Me and Harry were standing on Sirius' back porch and he kissed me! Wow! It was absolutely wonderful! I think we are a couple now, and I am enjoying it, although for some reason I think Ron is perturbed about it...

Hermione smiled as she read her most recent entry:

July 8th, summer of year 4- We arrived at the Weasley's this morning, but what I want to talk about is last night. I woke up from a bad dream, and sweet Harry came over to me and reassured me that everything would be all right. He even let me sleep on his shoulder! WOW, what a guy!...

She heard footsteps climbing the stairs, and quickly closed her journal and carefully placed under her pillow. A few seconds later, the door burst open, and in ran Harry and Ron, covered with some kind of purple slime. "What happened!" she yelled.

"It was another stupid invention of my brothers. They told us it was a new type of quaffle, so we started throwing it, and it started spewing out this purple crap!" exclaimed Ron, very agitated. "I'm going to take a shower!" he shouted, stomping out of the room and slamming the door.

"My goodness, he's a little grumpy, isn't he?" whispered Hermione. Harry nodded in agreement. Then, he spoke.

"Hermi?"

"Yea?"

"Hermi...I love you." Hermione stood there, speechless for a moment. Then, she replied.

"I love you too, Harry." Harry smiled, pulled her close, and kissed her.

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Well, I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I promise that I will soon. Please Review! All opinions are welcome! Until next time, ~peachgurl~