A New Beginning
Chapter1 Realizing
After the end of Harry's 6th year in school, at Hogwarts, witchcraft and wizardry, Harry was feeling miserable because he knew that meant a boring summer with the Dursleys. However this year wouldn't be that bad, it was his last and final year having to stay with the Dursleys and he was actually allowed to have a job. He had convinced his Uncle Vernon by telling him that he would pay them rent if he was allowed to get a job. Of course his uncle being money crazy said yes.
Harry was working in a Library on double shifts so he could stay as far away from the Dursleys as possible. The exciting thing about working at the library was he had convinced Hermione to come and work there to. Her parents had agreed, not knowing why she wanted to work there in the first place but figured it would give her something to do over the summer. The summer days went quick for Harry and Hermione, as the summer went on, something seemed to change between them. They were both starting to feel it they just couldn't put their finger on it.
Harry was happy that Hermione had decided to come and work with him over the summer, he hated being apart from her all summer, well they both felt this way but hadn't told the other. The summer was quickly coming to an end, the two of them hadn't even noticed until one day, when Harry and Ron had come over to dinner at Hermione's house and the three of them received their letters from Hogwarts. As Harry, Hermione, and Ron opened their letters, Harry and Hermione realized that Harry had been selected for Head boy and Hermione had been selected as Head girl. This meant that they would be sharing a room together for the rest of the year. This was also good news because they didn't want to have to spend a whole year being stuck in the same room with someone they couldn't stand, like Malfoy for instance.
Harry was excited about being selected Head boy as Hermione was about being Head girl. Ron secretly felt out of place but was happy for both of them. "Oh Hermione darling were so proud of you" said her two parents. "Thanks mum thanks dad" said Hermione blushing slightly.
"So Harry, have you heard about being Quidditch captain yet" Ron asked Harry hoping he would say yes.
"Nope, sorry to disappoint you Ron they haven't told be a thing"
"Oh Bugger" Ron said under his breath, quite loudly.
"Ouch" yelled Ron "what was that for Hermione"
"Watch your language around my parents" Hermione whispered.
"Always so picky" said Ron in a sarcastic voice.
"Come on now you two knock it off" said Harry trying not to laugh at the two.
"She started it" Ron said in a whatever tone.
"Did not"
"Did to"
"Did not"
Did t."
"Alright, CHILDREN" said Harry in a fake fatherly tone.
The three friends sat around laughing and joking around for the next couple of hours. Then Harry realized what time it was and said he better get going so the Dursleys wouldn't have a fit.
"See you later Harry" said Ron still lounging on the couch as if this were his own house.
Hermione got up and walked Harry out to his car to say good-bye.
"Well I'll see you later I guess" said Hermione in a low somewhat sad voice.
Harry looked at her and they stood there in the drive way looking into each others eyes, for what felt like an eternity to them both.
"What are you to doing said Ron, I can't see a damn thing out here"
"I think we need to talk" said Harry in a low voice to Hermione.
"I think so to" Hermione said in a voice so low that Harry could barely hear her over the chirping sounds of the crickets.
"Well bye" yelled Harry as he pulled out of the drive-way. Giving Hermione a smile only she could see.
"Bye" yelled Ron from the very top of Hermione's drive-way.
Harry sat in his car driving down the rode thinking about Hermione and his new found feelings for her. He thought to himself I knew I liked her as my friend but, now I think it's turned into something more. As Harry pulled into the driveway of the Dursleys it now being 11pm and Harry was and hour late, he knew he would be in trouble if they caught him. He quietly unlocked the door and luckily no one was around. He went upstairs and laid down on his bed in his bedroom. That night he started having dreams not dreams like any other but dreams of Hermione, and not the dreams that he used to have about Ron,Hermione and him. These dreams just consisted of Harry and Hermione, something was blooming now, that had been slowly coming to for the past years of Harry's and Hermione's friendship. Now it was finally starting to take its toll.
Back at Hermione's house the same thing was starting to take its toll on her just like it had on Harry. She lay in bed looking up at her ceiling, which she had done so it looked like the night sky, thinking about Harry and how she felt about him. She knew she liked him as a good friend but was it becoming more and if it was, did he feel the same way? The next day they would both wake-up feeling these feelings just a little bit stronger then they had ever showed before.
Harry got in his car the next morning and started off towards Hermione's house to pick her up for work. He was nervous about seeing her for some reason; he had never felt like this before. At Hermione's house she sat at her mothers' vanity table for the first time in her life. She had a cute mini skirt on with a cute red top on and she had her nails painted red with a nice beaded neck lace on. She for some reason had an erg to get all dressed up cute today, in her heart she knew why but in her brain she had no clue. The same thing had happened with Harry this morning he had shaved, actually combed his hair so it was somewhat tidy and was feeling very good this morning. As he pulled into her driveway he saw her walk out the front door. The wind blowing her hair back and his jaw began to drop. He had never felt this way about Hermione before nor had any of the thoughts that were going threw his head about her ever been thought by him before. He was astonished how gorgeous she looked in the tight mini skirt and top that moved every which way she did. In his head all he could think about was her sitting on his lap and them snogging like crazy, but was he allowed to think of one of his best friends like this or was it somehow against the rules.
After the end of Harry's 6th year in school, at Hogwarts, witchcraft and wizardry, Harry was feeling miserable because he knew that meant a boring summer with the Dursleys. However this year wouldn't be that bad, it was his last and final year having to stay with the Dursleys and he was actually allowed to have a job. He had convinced his Uncle Vernon by telling him that he would pay them rent if he was allowed to get a job. Of course his uncle being money crazy said yes.
Harry was working in a Library on double shifts so he could stay as far away from the Dursleys as possible. The exciting thing about working at the library was he had convinced Hermione to come and work there to. Her parents had agreed, not knowing why she wanted to work there in the first place but figured it would give her something to do over the summer. The summer days went quick for Harry and Hermione, as the summer went on, something seemed to change between them. They were both starting to feel it they just couldn't put their finger on it.
Harry was happy that Hermione had decided to come and work with him over the summer, he hated being apart from her all summer, well they both felt this way but hadn't told the other. The summer was quickly coming to an end, the two of them hadn't even noticed until one day, when Harry and Ron had come over to dinner at Hermione's house and the three of them received their letters from Hogwarts. As Harry, Hermione, and Ron opened their letters, Harry and Hermione realized that Harry had been selected for Head boy and Hermione had been selected as Head girl. This meant that they would be sharing a room together for the rest of the year. This was also good news because they didn't want to have to spend a whole year being stuck in the same room with someone they couldn't stand, like Malfoy for instance.
Harry was excited about being selected Head boy as Hermione was about being Head girl. Ron secretly felt out of place but was happy for both of them. "Oh Hermione darling were so proud of you" said her two parents. "Thanks mum thanks dad" said Hermione blushing slightly.
"So Harry, have you heard about being Quidditch captain yet" Ron asked Harry hoping he would say yes.
"Nope, sorry to disappoint you Ron they haven't told be a thing"
"Oh Bugger" Ron said under his breath, quite loudly.
"Ouch" yelled Ron "what was that for Hermione"
"Watch your language around my parents" Hermione whispered.
"Always so picky" said Ron in a sarcastic voice.
"Come on now you two knock it off" said Harry trying not to laugh at the two.
"She started it" Ron said in a whatever tone.
"Did not"
"Did to"
"Did not"
Did t."
"Alright, CHILDREN" said Harry in a fake fatherly tone.
The three friends sat around laughing and joking around for the next couple of hours. Then Harry realized what time it was and said he better get going so the Dursleys wouldn't have a fit.
"See you later Harry" said Ron still lounging on the couch as if this were his own house.
Hermione got up and walked Harry out to his car to say good-bye.
"Well I'll see you later I guess" said Hermione in a low somewhat sad voice.
Harry looked at her and they stood there in the drive way looking into each others eyes, for what felt like an eternity to them both.
"What are you to doing said Ron, I can't see a damn thing out here"
"I think we need to talk" said Harry in a low voice to Hermione.
"I think so to" Hermione said in a voice so low that Harry could barely hear her over the chirping sounds of the crickets.
"Well bye" yelled Harry as he pulled out of the drive-way. Giving Hermione a smile only she could see.
"Bye" yelled Ron from the very top of Hermione's drive-way.
Harry sat in his car driving down the rode thinking about Hermione and his new found feelings for her. He thought to himself I knew I liked her as my friend but, now I think it's turned into something more. As Harry pulled into the driveway of the Dursleys it now being 11pm and Harry was and hour late, he knew he would be in trouble if they caught him. He quietly unlocked the door and luckily no one was around. He went upstairs and laid down on his bed in his bedroom. That night he started having dreams not dreams like any other but dreams of Hermione, and not the dreams that he used to have about Ron,Hermione and him. These dreams just consisted of Harry and Hermione, something was blooming now, that had been slowly coming to for the past years of Harry's and Hermione's friendship. Now it was finally starting to take its toll.
Back at Hermione's house the same thing was starting to take its toll on her just like it had on Harry. She lay in bed looking up at her ceiling, which she had done so it looked like the night sky, thinking about Harry and how she felt about him. She knew she liked him as a good friend but was it becoming more and if it was, did he feel the same way? The next day they would both wake-up feeling these feelings just a little bit stronger then they had ever showed before.
Harry got in his car the next morning and started off towards Hermione's house to pick her up for work. He was nervous about seeing her for some reason; he had never felt like this before. At Hermione's house she sat at her mothers' vanity table for the first time in her life. She had a cute mini skirt on with a cute red top on and she had her nails painted red with a nice beaded neck lace on. She for some reason had an erg to get all dressed up cute today, in her heart she knew why but in her brain she had no clue. The same thing had happened with Harry this morning he had shaved, actually combed his hair so it was somewhat tidy and was feeling very good this morning. As he pulled into her driveway he saw her walk out the front door. The wind blowing her hair back and his jaw began to drop. He had never felt this way about Hermione before nor had any of the thoughts that were going threw his head about her ever been thought by him before. He was astonished how gorgeous she looked in the tight mini skirt and top that moved every which way she did. In his head all he could think about was her sitting on his lap and them snogging like crazy, but was he allowed to think of one of his best friends like this or was it somehow against the rules.