[A/N: to my beloved reviewer qwert: my friend told me the name of the
group, so we can blame it all on her. ;-)]
Hermione looked over at Harry, staring deep into his gorgeous green eyes. The fire cast dancing shadows across his face; Hermione had to restrain herself from jumping into his lap. Harry took a deep breath, preparing to say what had been weighing on him since he first saw Hermione at Kings Cross Station: he liked her. Of course, Ron liked her too, and Harry was almost afraid to tell Hermione because he did not want Ron to find out. Ron could get pretty frightening when he was mad. Being a redhead, his temper flared up quite easily.
Harry took another deep breath and looked into Hermione's beautiful brown eyes. He gripped the arms of his chair tightly and whispered, "I like you, Hermione."
Hermione could not have been happier. She had been longing to hear those words from him. The surprise that had rendered on her face after Harry's declaration left and was now replaced with a smile the likes of which Harry had never seen before. Hermione leaned over and took hold of Harry's hand and looked up at him.
"I like you too, Harry," she replied.
Those simple words made all the difference in the world to Harry Potter. He gently moved his thumb across the back of Hermione's hand. They just sat there, getting lost in each other's eyes while holding hands. When Hermione started to fall asleep, Harry suggested that they go to bed. Hermione leaned down, kissed Harry on the cheek, and proceeded up the stairs leading to the girls' dormitories. Harry touched his cheek where Hermione had kissed it. Surely he was dreaming. 'If I am dreaming,' he thought, 'I never want to wake up.' Harry slowly stood up and made his way to the boys' dormitories.
Neither Harry nor Hermione had seen the boy standing in the shadows of the stairs to the boys' dormitories who silently walked up the stairs just moments before Harry did.
The next morning, Hermione Granger awoke with a broad smile on her face. She made her way down to the Gryffindor common room and smiled even broader when she saw Harry waiting for her at the bottom of the steps. Without looking for Ron, the two made their way to the portrait hole. They stepped out into the hallway, and without giving it a second thought, Harry took hold of Hermione's hand. She smiled up at him, and the two made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Just before entering, they let go of each other's hand. They were not ready to tell anybody about their feelings just yet, especially not Ron.
Of course, Ron already knew how they felt about each other.
They sat down at the Gryffindor table, sitting across from Ron. Ron remained silent throughout breakfast. This worried Harry and Hermione, who began to bombard him with questions. Ron simply mumbled that he was just extremely tired. This satisfied Harry and Hermione, who continued to eat breakfast. They looked over their schedule for the day. They had Potions first.
After breakfast the trio made their way to Potions class. Ron made a point of sitting in between Harry and Hermione. That day they had to work in pairs. Snape sneered and told Hermione to go work with Malfoy. Hermione looked terrified by this. However, for fear of getting points taken from Gryffindor, she got up and moved next to Malfoy. He smirked at her as she sat down.
They received their instructions and set to work making the potion. Naturally, Hermione and Malfoy finished first.
"You know, Granger, I would say Weasley wants to kill Potter," Malfoy said after looking around the class. "I guess he wishes he was the one holding your hand on the way to breakfast this morning."
Hermione blushed and replied calmly, "How do you know Harry and I were holding hands?"
Draco smirked and commented that hiding behind statues of armor in the hallways could be bloody useful. Hermione glared at him. She threatened to jinx him if he told anyone what he had seen. Then Hermione asked Draco if he honestly thought that Ron had seen them. Draco, still smirking, said it was impossible, as Ron had entered the Great Hall ten minutes before Harry and Hermione had.
"So, you and Potter finally got together?" Draco drawled. "About time. But you know, I cannot blame Weasley for being jealous. He was probably hoping you would be his so he could take you home and add you to his father's collection of muggle things."
Hermione stepped on Draco's foot underneath the table.
"Ouch!" he yelled, holding his foot. "You filthy mudblood!"
The whole class was looking up at him by now. Draco just scowled at them, Hermione glared at them, and the class went to work again immediately. By the time Potions was finished, Hermione felt as though she had been tortured. How she loathed Draco Malfoy. Draco sneered at her before exiting the class. Hermione ignored him and made her way to Ancient Runes, leaving Harry and Ron to go to Divination.
Before letting them go to class, however, Hermione asked to speak with Harry. Ron glared at them, but Hermione ignored this. She pulled Harry around a corner, kissed him quickly on the cheek, then told him that they needed to talk in the common room later. Harry nodded, then went to catch up with Ron. Harry told Ron that Hermione was just making sure Harry had finished his homework. Harry then said Hermione had scowled at him when he told her he made up half of the answers. Ron laughed at this.
'I wonder why Ron is so mad,' Harry thought.
'Stupid Harry,' thought Ron. 'He probably has no clue why I am mad.' Ron then smiled evilly. 'He will find out exactly how angry I am soon enough.'
[A/N: I would like to thank my lovely reviewer Kristen. I love hearing your input.]
Hermione looked over at Harry, staring deep into his gorgeous green eyes. The fire cast dancing shadows across his face; Hermione had to restrain herself from jumping into his lap. Harry took a deep breath, preparing to say what had been weighing on him since he first saw Hermione at Kings Cross Station: he liked her. Of course, Ron liked her too, and Harry was almost afraid to tell Hermione because he did not want Ron to find out. Ron could get pretty frightening when he was mad. Being a redhead, his temper flared up quite easily.
Harry took another deep breath and looked into Hermione's beautiful brown eyes. He gripped the arms of his chair tightly and whispered, "I like you, Hermione."
Hermione could not have been happier. She had been longing to hear those words from him. The surprise that had rendered on her face after Harry's declaration left and was now replaced with a smile the likes of which Harry had never seen before. Hermione leaned over and took hold of Harry's hand and looked up at him.
"I like you too, Harry," she replied.
Those simple words made all the difference in the world to Harry Potter. He gently moved his thumb across the back of Hermione's hand. They just sat there, getting lost in each other's eyes while holding hands. When Hermione started to fall asleep, Harry suggested that they go to bed. Hermione leaned down, kissed Harry on the cheek, and proceeded up the stairs leading to the girls' dormitories. Harry touched his cheek where Hermione had kissed it. Surely he was dreaming. 'If I am dreaming,' he thought, 'I never want to wake up.' Harry slowly stood up and made his way to the boys' dormitories.
Neither Harry nor Hermione had seen the boy standing in the shadows of the stairs to the boys' dormitories who silently walked up the stairs just moments before Harry did.
The next morning, Hermione Granger awoke with a broad smile on her face. She made her way down to the Gryffindor common room and smiled even broader when she saw Harry waiting for her at the bottom of the steps. Without looking for Ron, the two made their way to the portrait hole. They stepped out into the hallway, and without giving it a second thought, Harry took hold of Hermione's hand. She smiled up at him, and the two made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Just before entering, they let go of each other's hand. They were not ready to tell anybody about their feelings just yet, especially not Ron.
Of course, Ron already knew how they felt about each other.
They sat down at the Gryffindor table, sitting across from Ron. Ron remained silent throughout breakfast. This worried Harry and Hermione, who began to bombard him with questions. Ron simply mumbled that he was just extremely tired. This satisfied Harry and Hermione, who continued to eat breakfast. They looked over their schedule for the day. They had Potions first.
After breakfast the trio made their way to Potions class. Ron made a point of sitting in between Harry and Hermione. That day they had to work in pairs. Snape sneered and told Hermione to go work with Malfoy. Hermione looked terrified by this. However, for fear of getting points taken from Gryffindor, she got up and moved next to Malfoy. He smirked at her as she sat down.
They received their instructions and set to work making the potion. Naturally, Hermione and Malfoy finished first.
"You know, Granger, I would say Weasley wants to kill Potter," Malfoy said after looking around the class. "I guess he wishes he was the one holding your hand on the way to breakfast this morning."
Hermione blushed and replied calmly, "How do you know Harry and I were holding hands?"
Draco smirked and commented that hiding behind statues of armor in the hallways could be bloody useful. Hermione glared at him. She threatened to jinx him if he told anyone what he had seen. Then Hermione asked Draco if he honestly thought that Ron had seen them. Draco, still smirking, said it was impossible, as Ron had entered the Great Hall ten minutes before Harry and Hermione had.
"So, you and Potter finally got together?" Draco drawled. "About time. But you know, I cannot blame Weasley for being jealous. He was probably hoping you would be his so he could take you home and add you to his father's collection of muggle things."
Hermione stepped on Draco's foot underneath the table.
"Ouch!" he yelled, holding his foot. "You filthy mudblood!"
The whole class was looking up at him by now. Draco just scowled at them, Hermione glared at them, and the class went to work again immediately. By the time Potions was finished, Hermione felt as though she had been tortured. How she loathed Draco Malfoy. Draco sneered at her before exiting the class. Hermione ignored him and made her way to Ancient Runes, leaving Harry and Ron to go to Divination.
Before letting them go to class, however, Hermione asked to speak with Harry. Ron glared at them, but Hermione ignored this. She pulled Harry around a corner, kissed him quickly on the cheek, then told him that they needed to talk in the common room later. Harry nodded, then went to catch up with Ron. Harry told Ron that Hermione was just making sure Harry had finished his homework. Harry then said Hermione had scowled at him when he told her he made up half of the answers. Ron laughed at this.
'I wonder why Ron is so mad,' Harry thought.
'Stupid Harry,' thought Ron. 'He probably has no clue why I am mad.' Ron then smiled evilly. 'He will find out exactly how angry I am soon enough.'
[A/N: I would like to thank my lovely reviewer Kristen. I love hearing your input.]