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Chapter 4 Is that Hermione?

Harry had just sat down to breakfast while he and Ron were in deep conversation about what had taken place in the library yesterday and what to do about it. When suddenly Ron gasped. His face turned to a look of shock and awe, along with more than half of the Hogwarts students in the great hall. Harry turned to see what everyone was looking at, it was Hermione standing at the entrance to the great hall. At the sight of her his heart split into two separate emotions. Half leapt with joy at the sight of seeing he, while the other dreaded the moment she would come to sit with them knowing it would only give him the chance to hurt her again. But, something was different about her. Her beauty radiated from one corner of the room to the darkest corner of the other.

As she approached Harry saw a more confident, vibrant woman. Hermione's hair was smooth, shiny and straight. Harry also detected make-up on her face just enough to emphasize her natural beauty.

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When Hermione sat at the table with her best friends it seemed all eyes were focused on her. But that didn't matter her focus and attention derived only with Harry. Her eyes were locked on him. And his on her. Green gazing into brown. For a moment it was only the two of them gazing into each others eyes and into each others soul. Hermione wanted desperately to reach out and hold him and have him hold her. When suddenly their eye contact was broken, he had shunned her, pushed her away, and she was drawn back to her surroundings. Everyone was staring at the two, especially Ron. Hermione decided she couldn't be bothered with that. She quickly tried to regain the connection she and Harry had just experienced.

"Harry?" came a small voice Hermione hardly recognized as her own. "Harry, look at me." Hermione said in a weak desperate voice.

Harry refused to look he kept his head turned unwilling to look at her, his eyes stinging painfully, it took all Harry's strength to hold back from bursting into tears and reaching out for her. Then he couldn't take it he finally turned his head to look at her she was running through the door out into the hallway.

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