Title: I Wanna Know

Author: Miss Leigh

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Harry Cares about Hermione so much he would do anything for her, and he realizes this when he gets home from his fourth year. Harry ends up spending most of the summer with Hermione, after something happens to her.

Disclaimer: I do not own any thing associated with Harry Potter, nor am I associated with any of the companies that own rights to Harry Potter. I intend no infringement nor am I trying to make any money off this story. I am just trying to strengthen my writing style. I am only in High School and I own nothing.

Author Notes: The idea for this story came to me when I was listening to the song "I Wanna Know" by Joe repeatedly. This story will depict events while unlikely in JKR's world; it will have the original flavor. Well that is it, I hope you like my first attempt at fan fiction.

Chapter 1

Uncle Vernon was waiting beyond the barrier. Mrs. Weasley was close by him. She hugged Harry very tightly when she saw him and whispered in his ear, "I think Dumbledore will let you come to stay later in the summer. Keep in touch Harry."

"See you Harry," said Ron, clapping him on the back.

'Bye Harry!" said Hermione, and she did something she had never done before, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Harry – thanks", George muttered, while Fred nodded fervently at his side.

Harry Winked at them, turned to Uncle Vernon, and followed him silently from the station. There was no point worrying yet, he told himself, as he got in the back of the Dursley's car.

As Hagrid had said, what would come would come… and he would have to meet it when it did.

The ride with Harry's uncle from the station was silent, except for the talk show blasting from the radio. Upon their arrival, Harry got his trunk out of the car and dragged it upstairs to his room. When he entered his room, the only thing he could think about was how he hated living there. He stayed in his room until it was time for dinner. At dinner, Aunt Petunia was preoccupied with a letter from Dudley's school that said he needed to lose more weight before the start of the school year; otherwise, the school would not be responsible for any sickness Dudley may have while at school.

"The nerve of those people! If they think they can tell me how to raise my Dudders, they have another think coming!" Petunia exclaimed.

Uncle Vernon nodded his head and added "Dudley is perfectly fine. He is a growing boy he needs to have meat on his bones."

The conversation continued like this for the rest of dinner, while Harry just poked at his food until he excused himself from the table to go lay down on his bed.

Harry lay there thinking about everything he had talked about on the train with Ron and Hermione. It still hurt him to think about Cedric's death. He continued blaming himself, and replaying the incident in his head, trying to think of some way he could have prevented Cedric's death. He became so frustrated thinking about it that he knew he needed to change his mental subject. He started thinking about how he would miss Ron and Hermione, especially Hermione. 'She looks so beautiful, and she even gave me a kiss when she said goodbye at the train station. If she could only know just how much I care for her. I would do anything for her. I don't think she'd ever want anything more than friendship, though.' Soon Harry had fallen asleep.

When Harry woke up, he had to get ready for church. Church was one of the things he dreaded most when staying with the Dursleys, because he would have to act completely normal or else he would not be allowed to eat for three days. As always, Dudley would try to get Harry in trouble, just so he could exercise his power over Harry. Luckily, there were no major mishaps, unless one counted Dudley farting and blaming it on Harry. Harry could not believe that a fifteen-year-old boy could think that was funny.

As the days went by, Harry only became increasingly bored. His summer holidays were shaping up to be incredibly dull. On Saturday, he decided it would be a good idea to send letters to Ron and Hermione. He had only been home a week, and he was already wanting to leave. 'I do not care if I have to go to school and have potions every day with Snape!' he thought, frustrated. 'Well, maybe that is a bit of an exaggeration. Nevertheless, once or twice a week would be better than living here with these dunderheads. I wonder how Ron and Hermione are doing, and how their holidays are going.' Harry pulled out two pieces of parchment, a quill, and an inkbottle and began writing.

Dear Ron,

How are your holidays? How is your family doing? Is there any interesting things happening in the magical world? Has there been a mention of Voldemort? Staying with the Dursleys is turning out to be hard to bear. I know that Hagrid told me 'what would come, would come, and that I have meet the negative things when they come', but I cannot wait until I can visit you and Hermione at the end of the summer.

Your friend,

Harry

Harry folded the letter and wrote Ron's name on the front, setting it aside to give to Hedwig later. He reached for the other piece of parchment and dipped his quill in the inkwell.

Dear Hermione,

Are you enjoying your holidays, or have you spent the last week completing the summer work? You should relax and enjoy your free time, 'Mione. I miss you so much. I cannot believe Dumbledore sent me back here. I would prefer to be spending time with you. It is very difficult to be stuck here living with people who have no clue what I had to go through this last year. You and Ron were both there with me you understand what happened. I cannot wait to see you and Ron at the end of summer. If only I could see you guys sooner.

Love,

Harry

Harry looked over the letter and was not sure if sure he should send it. He never signed a letter with "love". 'This is a little too sappy, and Hermione does have a boyfriend. But maybe if I continue with small things, after she breaks up with Viktor, she'll notice me.' After much indecision, Harry quickly folded the letter, wrote Hermione's name on it, and gave both letters to Hedwig to deliver before he changed his mind.

On Thursday night, while Harry was lying on his bed again, he got a letter from Hermione. Happy to see a reply, he opened it immediately and read it.

Dear Harry,

I have not been busy with schoolwork; I was spending a week with Viktor. Some unfortunate things have happened that I will tell you about later. Anyway, Dumbledore decided that he should have wards put on my house that are similar to the ones on your house. As a result, you are permitted to spend the rest of summer with my parents and me. I assumed you want to stay with me, so my parents are coming to pick you up Friday night unless you send a reply saying you will not be staying with us. I hope to see you Friday.

With love,

Hermione

Harry just stared at the letter, rereading it because he could not believe it. His current wish was coming true; he would not have to spend the rest of the summer with his stupid relatives! Harry was ecstatic, because not only was he going to leave tomorrow, but also Hermione signed the letter "with love". 'Okay, I have to pack and tell Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon that I am leaving tomorrow. I better start packing,' and with that he started, being careful to not make too much noise so not as to alert his relatives.

The next day when Harry was sitting at the table eating breakfast, he remembered that he needed to announce his pending departure that evening.

"Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon?" Vernon managed a grunt and Harry decided that was his cue to continue. "My friend's parents are coming tonight to pick me up, and I will be spending the rest of the summer with her family."

Vernon took his nose out of the morning newspaper he was reading. "You mean to tell me that some of those weird people are coming here to pick you up!" Vernon did not seem happy at all.

Harry replied, "My friend's parents are regular people just like you. Both of them are dentists."

Vernon thought about it for a minute before looking at Petunia and speaking. "All right, if it means I won't have to see you until next year, that is acceptable. If those people cause any commotion when they arrive…" he shook his fist at Harry.

Harry stood up and said, "I promise nothing weird will happen". He went up to his room to make sure he had all his things together. While Harry was up in his room, he received Ron's reply.

Dear Harry,

I have not heard anything about Voldemort, but there has been obvious Death Eater activity. My dad told me about what happened to Hermione, but I promised Hermione that I would let her tell you. I am excited to tell you that you and Hermione can come and stay with me for the last two weeks of vacation. My family is doing all right, but Fred and George are driving us all insane with their 'inventions.' They happen to have some extra money; I think they may have been betting on the tournament, but they will not tell me. Owl me when you arrive at Hermione's so I know everyone is safe. My mom is worrying about you.

Your friend,

Ron

Harry was becoming worried about what happened to Hermione. He had no clue as to what it could be, but figured he would find out soon enough. He knew that Hermione was safe and well now. The hours passed by slowly, all because Harry could not wait to leave with Hermione. Finally the time came. When the doorbell rang, Vernon answered the door not looking very happy about the distraction. Hermione's parents stepped in followed by Hermione. Mr. and Mrs. Granger wore elegant tailored clothes and had an elegant air about them, and they were as charming as could be without forming a façade. They were friendly and courteous while speaking to the Dursleys. Petunia was her usual phony self, and was happy to see her nephew leaving. Soon Harry and the Grangers were heading to the Grangers' residence.

A/N I want to send a big thank you to Lauren who was kind enough to beta this for me. Check out her stories Creation of A Spirit, which is new, and The Dark at the End of the Tunnel.