AN: this is Yuki again! Let me remind you to go read me and Kasagi Onaso/Fire-Eyed Aries fiction on FictionPress.net . it's called DreamGate: Element. Search for it by the penname Yuki Ona. My co-writer for this story has a name on here though! She just got one. Its QueenEmily. Thanx ya'll ttyl

DISCLAIMER:  I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS BLAHDEBLAHDEBLAH...........

Hermione steadily walked down the stairs of the girl's dormitory towards the common room.  Because of her arrangement to meet Ginny in the library, she wanted to get all her facts and feelings straight.

"Harry, are you down there?"

"Yeah Herm. Hey, want to help me cram for potions?" Harry had never been the one to make sensitive comments just because she was his girlfriend. He treated her the same as everyone else, except when he had a reason. Now was not a time he had a reason, unfortunately.

"Not right now, Harry. I just want to talk, is all."

"Well, come down then! I'm not going to yell up at you the whole time!"

"Alright, alright. I'm coming." Hermione jogged down the stairs, hoping that Harry was alone. He was.

"What do you want to talk about, Herm?"

"Okay, Harry, this might seem a bit brash, but do you love me?"

"Uh, um, wow, Herm," Harry's face flushed a little at the suddenness of Hermione's statement. "I've never really thought about it much, but, um, yeah, I guess I do."

"Look at me, Harry. Into my eyes. What do you see?"

"What are you trying to pull, some divination stunt?"

"Oh, come on, Harry, you know I have better things to do than to waste my time in 'Professor' Trelawney's class!" One of the portraits with a crystal ball growled at Hermione. She paid no notice. "What do you see?"

"Uh... I see the most beautiful girl in the world. The only girl I'm ever likely to be in love with. Ever."

"And you're not just saying that?"

"I'm not just saying that."

Hermione was shocked. Something just wasn't clicking. Could she really be...? She put Ginny's face in her mind and replayed the present scene with Ginny instead of Harry.

'I see the most beautiful girl in the world. The only girl I'm ever likely to be in love with. Ever.' This made Hermione blush. She felt good. So good it was scaring her. The same way she felt with Harry. But now that she thought about it...

Hermione gasped. She found the words "used to feel with Harry" running through her mind. No, no! It couldn't be! She wasn't like that! As if from a distance, Hermione heard Harry talking to her.

"Herm? Herm, are you okay? Hermione?" But his voice faded away as Hermione dashed up the stairs to her dorm. Harry was unnerved at the heavy, choking sobs coming from her room.

Hermione was shocked at her sudden outburst.

"God, Harry must think I hate him. How thick could I be?" she thought. "But I have a reason. It's not my fault I'm… I'm…" She started crying again, still unbelieving of her own thoughts. Her heart was telling her that this was right, but all the same her head was screaming at her that this was wrong and she was committing some sort of heinous act of rebellion. Her feelings towards Ginny were tearing her apart from the inside. But then she realized something.

"I'm not the only one who's going to be in trouble." For even though she would have to tell Harry about her feelings for Ginny, Ginny herself would have to tell Ron. Hermione didn't fancy being the one to break the news to Ginny's overprotective older brother, and Hermione's good friend.

"Wow. I guess we're both screwed." This made her laugh, and strangely enough, she felt more confident about seeing Ginny in the library. She spent the rest of the afternoon reading in her bed.