A/N: oh boy, I finally am posting this. I love this chapter. And the next…wait…nothing.  Never mind. Thank you to the ONE person who reviewed. ONE. I expect better this time. Really I do. Now on with the chapter.

Chapter 3: Kiss of Life

Ron, for once, was quiet. Hermione was crying. Ginny, too. Pretty much all the DA was.

It had been two weeks and they had seen no improvement. None at all. Harry was as sick as ever.

There was one person, though, who was full of hope. The eavesdropper who had never left his side. She was afraid but very hopeful.

Night fell. Everyone wondered if it would be his last. The day before his sweet sixteenth. Nobody slept. Nobody except Harry.

Parvati sat quietly by Harry's side. His face was deathly pale. She wondered if her eavesdropping had told her the truth.

Tears began to stream quietly down her face. What if he was already gone? Hoping desperately that he would know what she was doing, she knelt over him. Calmly and quietly she kissed him. *teehee* Tears still flowing down her white face, she whispered calmly, "I love you."

Quietly, she grasped his hand in her own and kissed it gently. She fell asleep with his hand in hers and her haed beside his torso.

~*~*~*~*~

The morning of Harry's sixteenth birthday dawned clear and bright. It was the best sort of birthday morning you could have. And not just for Harry.

Harry opened his eyes early that bright morning. He found Parvati fast asleep by his side, his hand in hers. He squeezed it gently, for some reason thanking her.

Luckily, Parvati awoke before Mrs. Weasley came in. She smiled lovingly at him then released his hand.

Mrs. Weasley entered the room, along with Ron and Hermione. "Harry dear, you're awake! How are you feeling?"

"Perfectly fine, amazingly, I feel perfectly fine. And very hungry."

"Hungry? Why don't you get dressed and come down for some breakfast?"

"Sounds good!"

Parvati smiled at Harry as she left. No one but him noticed.

~*~*~*~*~

Harry entered the kitchen to the sounds of Happy Birthday. He was smiling widely, especially at Parvati. But all anyone noticed was that he was smiling.

"Happy Birthday Harry. Come and sit down."

Harry sat happily beside Parvati. The food looked absolutely delicious. Bacon and eggs, pancakes and waffles, ham and steak. All the delicious things you love to eat at breakfast time.

Harry was hardly left alone. Everyone wanted to help him make sure he was okay, or something like that. Everyone except Parvati.

She stood alone by his side all day long, never speaking, never being spoken to. She was like a personal bodyguard, yet no one seemed to notice.

Finally, evening cam and Harry was finally left alone. He went out to the garden, Parvati trailing along behind him. He sat down on a bench and motioned for her to sit beside him. "Were you there the whole time, Parvati? Beside me?"

"Yes," she answered in an ashamed voice, her face red.

"Don't be ashamed Parvati. I'm glad you were there."

"Dumbledore told me not to leave your side until the end. I don't know what it means but…"

"I thank you, Parvati Patil." He held both her hands in his own. "By staying beside me you saved my life. What happened last night…"

"The kiss and…"

Harry leaned towards her and gently kissed her lips. "I don't need to know. I love you."

A/N: hehe. I love writing cliffies. Okay? So don't pester. Now lets see. Yes this is going to be a Harry/Parvati story. For some reason, which I don't know that is my favorite. So don't berate me, got it?