Disclaimer: Characters belong to J.K Rowling blah blah blah.
A/N Sorry it took so long to update, you know how it is. Can't solve the Draco issue yet – I have no idea how it came into my head – if you've got a good idea, stick it in the review. Thanks heaps reviewers and on with the show!
I wasn't about to take this lying down.
"Why not?"
"I don't want to talk about this here. Can we go back to the tower or something?" He looked like he wanted to get away from Snape's dungeon, fast.
"We'll find an open classroom" I muttered, grabbed his hand, and pulled him away. He didn't resist.
Finding a classroom on the first floor, I yanked open the door, led Harry inside and shut it silently behind me. I opened my mouth to speak but he cut me off.
"Look, this is the last thing I want to do, Hermy, but Snape pointed a few things out to me-"
I snorted.
"Oh, I'm sure he did. What the hell could he say to you to make you want to break up with me? Convinced you that I'm going to betray you, go to the dark side, has he? That's absolutely ridiculous!" I whispered loudly.
"I'm trying to protect you"
"From what? Ever experiencing love?" Okay, I realise now that I was being a little ridiculous, but it was very distressing at the time~
"I think you're being a little melodramatic Hermione, we're only fifteen," he said with a small smile.
"Juliet was younger than that!"
"Yeah, and look how she ended up. Anyway, Romeo and Juliet are fictional characters".
I simply rolled my eyes and muttered something about boys not having any knowledge of romance.
"Hermione, it's not forever – just until Voldemort's defeated"
Hmmm.
"Explain"
"Well, as I was saying, Snape pointed out a few things - one being that Voldemort, evil guy that he is, has a certain habit of killing off the loved ones of his enemies. And now that he's come back into power…well, let's just say that you were already in enough danger being one of my best friends, let alone my girlfriend".
I'm sure it made sense in his head, anyway.
"Look Harry, I appreciate the sentiment, but if he's going to be coming after both of us anyway, shouldn't we be together and happy, instead of torturing ourselves trying to be friends?"
"I can't think of anything worse than putting you in more danger," he shook his head, looking at his feet, "sometimes I think you'd be better off dating Ron"
I let out a laugh and shook my head firmly.
"Uh-uh, not happening. Anyway, the Muggle-born dating the son of the 'Muggle-lover' – I'd be in just as much danger. Either way, I'm in this for the long run, Harry. And it could take quite some time to defeat Voldemort, I couldn't stand not being with you for years on end".
He sighed.
"No, I don't want to be in it alone, either. I couldn't have got through these last couple of years without you," he paused, "and Ron".
I couldn't find anything to say at the mention of Ron's name. But he had been a great friend to Harry, and I knew he needed him almost as much as he needed me.
"I have to talk to him, Hermione, I'd prefer he was chasing you than hanging around Cho"
"Thanks for the consideration" I said sarcastically.
"You know what I mean. She's bad news, and I think she's had a nasty influence on him. Obviously I want to know what was going on with the Polyjuice, but hopefully he can come to terms with us being, you know, together, and we can be friends again. We really don't need any more enemies at this point".
"Ooh, how I'd like to use one of the Unforgivables on Cho…" I muttered.
"Hermione" Harry said in a warning tone.
"Maybe we could convince Voldemort that she's your girlfriend, and he'd go after her?" I pondered out loud.
"You don't want to go there, Hermy. Anyway, she's just a petty teenage girl, she'll get what's coming to her".
"Yeah, my fist…" I laughed.
Harry enveloped me in a hug.
"You know, I love that you're passionate," he said while he stroked my hair, "but your vindictive side isn't your best".
I smirked, even though he couldn't see it, with my head nestled on his shoulder.
"Oh, and how do you like me?"
He pulled back and gave me a sinful smile.
"On the other end of my lips".
I grinned, leaned forward and gave him the chastest, closed-mouth kiss I could muster.
"Tease", he growled, but I was already on my way back to the tower.
The next morning I woke up with a feeling of happiness and being content with the world, an emotion I generally associated with people in love or in films. And what with life not being a film and all, I figured hey, I must be in love! Of course I felt happiest when I was around Harry, but don't all people feel that way about their best friends? He had become this amazing creature to me – someone who had overcome tragedy to become this person who dealt with danger every day, was courageous and brave, but had a normal enough life and went through the same things that all teenage boys sis. It was like I was Lois Lane, and had discovered that her Clark Kent – a cool enough guy in his own right – was Superman as well. Strange thought, I know, but hey, I was in love.
By the time I got to the Greta Hall, I had worked myself into such a state that I was dying to see him. And there he was, waving at me, black hair messy as ever, looking slightly dorky with his round glasses, but with those amazing green eyes flashing behind them, happy to see me. I ran over and pecked him on the cheek. Let me tell you, if we hadn't been in such a public place, it would have been much more than a peck.
"Guess what?" he hissed secretly as I sat down next to him/
"What?" I asked with a smile. He seemed decidedly perky this morning.
"I got a letter from Sirius".
A/N Okay, so did you like it, or was it sappy crap? I'm trying to make them real here, so yeah, they say stupid stuff. Review please!