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British Crumpets

Two months had past for the gang and they had settled into all their classes quite nicely.

Hermione, Harry, Lavender, and Ron took advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, and charms together. And luckily ended up to be in the same classes at that.

Hermione took two extra courses as did the rest of the gang. Hermione decided to go on with her passions and had scheduled Advanced Astronomy and Magical Literature. Lavender joined her in the Magical Literature course but also took Advanced Divination…no surprise there.

Ron on the other hand decided to follow his father's obsession and is now very much enjoying Muggle Studies. Harry decided to take the special Auror class in homage to Sirius and his father. Great wizards who gave up their lives for the greater good.

Luckily for both Harry and Ron, the Academy has a Quidditch team, which Harry and Ron is proud members. Harry of course was given a position as seeker and Ron, keeper.

"Hermione's been so happy with Krum lately it's making my stomach churn. I thought that it wouldn't last but oh how wrong I was. I mean what is it about Viktor Krum that makes all the girls faint? He is just the seeker for Bulgaria's official Quidditch team. Big woop! I'm Harry Potter…girls are supposed to be fainting when I walk by!" Harry exclaimed pointing at him self.

"Harry, mate, buddy ol' pal…girls do faint when you walk by." Ron chuckled.

"Oh shut up! Have you been listening to a word I've been telling you? If Hermione's supposed to faint for someone it should be me! I mean I'm as or even more famous that that Bulgarian wanker!" Harry exclaimed.

"Now Harry, I'm surprised you would say that. I mean one of the many reasons that you are in love with Hermione is that she likes you for you. Not because you are 'The Harry Potter' or 'the boy-who-lived.' And the reason that she's not fainting at your feet is because she doesn't know that she's supposed to. Maybe she wants to but she's too afraid of what your reaction would be if she did faint at your feet." Ron stated, trying to make sense of the whole 'fainting' scenario that he and Harry were going on about.

Harry looked at Ron and then at the grass. "I know, I know. I have to tell her. But I mean she has a boy friend! If I tell her she'll hate me because she's in a relationship and because I've 'complicated' things."

Ron laughed and walked onto the Quidditch field. "Your love life man is so pathetic!"

"Oh shut up!"

Hermione and Lavender walked onto the Quidditch field and sat down on the stands watching the boys practice. "The boys have changed a lot…" Hermione said looking at her two best friends high up in the air.

What Hermione said was true; Harry and Ron had changed a lot through out the years. Harry had grown to stand at 6'1 and was not the skinny little boy he used to be. In fact he actually grew the right amount of muscles because of all the hard Quidditch practice. His jet-black hair was still unruly and he still had those gorgeous emerald eyes that every girl wished would look back at them. All in all Harry had filled out nicely and was one of the top ten most eligible bachelors on Wizard Weekly Magazine.

Ron on the other hand stood at 6'3 and also had filled out nicely because of his Quidditch practice. His red hair was a little darker than it used to be and his sky blue eyes made any girl melt. But his smile and grin were the one thing girls adored the most. Being smiled at by Ron Weasley would make any girl feel like the most important person in the world.

"Yea you're right they have changed. But they're both still single." Lavender pointed out.

"I know…I wonder why I mean Harry is one of the most gorgeous men on this campus…" Hermione stated before immediately stopping herself after she realized what she said. She also felt her cheeks heat up and quickly tried to hide her blush.

"Herms! I knew it! You like Harry. Oh my god! Oh my god!" Lavender said until Hermione stopped her.   

"No…I don't like him. Just because he has the most beautiful emerald orbs that I can get lost in does not mean I like him!"

"No Hermione it doesn't mean you like him…it means you love him." Lavender stated.

Hermione was taken aback by this statement. It was abrupt for one yes, but it true.

(Hermione's POV)

Oh no! She's figured it out. I am in love with Harry, I've always been. The first time I saw him I knew I was in love with him. I never acted upon it of course but none the less…I've always had these feelings for him. When he smiles, touches, and talks to me, I feel so alive and great inside. When he looks at me with those gorgeous emerald pools time stands still just for us. Now that Lav knows, it means that I have to stop hiding and that I have to come out with it. But I have a boy friend…oh my god…I have a boy friend!

(Normal POV)

"Oh my god…" Hermione said trailing off looking up at Harry.

Lavender smiled. "I knew it! Ever since our second year. I knew that you had feelings for him."

"I've loved him since our first year actually. I remember the first thing I had told him. 'Have you seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one.' I knew that I could care less about Trevor but I just wanted to see if it was true and if Harry Potter had indeed come to Hogwarts. I was so excited and the moment I saw him and I felt it, that feeling I had only read and dreamt about my whole life."  

Lavender hugged Hermione. "What are you going to do though, you have a boy friend and you have to tell Harry and…"

"I know I have to figure this out but I'm Hermione…figuring things out is what I'm good at!"

Harry and Hermione walked through the gardens that night. Occasionally they would look at each other and emerald would meet cinnamon, but just for a couple of seconds. But that was enough for the two of them. They talked lightly about school and their friends and enjoyed their walks together more and more.

Hermione suddenly shivered and Harry gently placed his jacket over her shoulders.

"Better?" He whispered into her ear, which made her tremble even more.

"Yes, thank you." She responded.

"So how are things going between Krum and you?" Harry asked knowing that any answer would kill him.

"OK…lately he's been distant and I just don't know anymore. I'm not feeling anything towards him anymore. Truth be told I've never felt much towards him. He's safe and safe is good for me right now." Hermione stated.

Harry truly smiled for the first time in two months. "I'm sorry Hermione."

Hermione shrugged it off and took Harry's hand and lead him to the bushes near beside the lake and told him to duck down.

"What are we doing Lara Croft?" Harry chuckled.

Hermione laughed, "I think I hear two people snogging and I want to see if we can catch the action."

Harry laughed and at the same time the two of them looked up and saw what was going on. Indeed two people were snogging.

Hermione's face was in awe struck horror and Harry felt as if he could rip Krum's bowls out.

"Hermione…" Harry tried to calm her down but Hermione had all ready ran away making her way to her building.

Harry ran after her and opened the door to her dorm where he saw Hermione crumpled on the floor crying. Harry ran to her and kneeled down to her and enveloped her in his arms.

"It's going to be ok Hermione, I promise. He was a jerk and you deserve so much better than that." Harry looked directly at Hermione as he said those words.

"You deserve someone who knows what he's got when he has it. You deserve someone who can love you as much as you love him. You deserve everything Hermione…"

Hermione nodded and stood up. Harry still had her in his arms and looked her right in the eyes and their faces were barely inches apart.

"Harry?" Hermione whispered.

"Mhhm?"

"Thank you."

Harry nodded and Hermione continued speaking. "Remember when I told you that I didn't feel anything towards Krum?"

Harry again nodded and stroked her cheek to wipe a tear. "It was because I have always, always, felt something towards…you." She said those last words in a whisper and closed the space between her and the man she loved.

Hermione pressed her lips against his and shut her eyes tight wishing that he would return her invitation. Harry's mind was in a haze, he still couldn't believe that this was happening. All he wished for was coming true and he wouldn't let it go to waste.

Harry savored her sweet lips and kept control by cupping the back of her head. This moment of passion was unbelievable for both of them and their hard and passionate kisses determined their hunger for one another. This wasn't pretend anymore and they both knew it. As their tongues played and flirted with each other, Harry was skillfully unhooking her bra and slipping it down her sides. At the same moment Hermione lifted Harry's shirt and then and only then was the only moment that Hermione's cinnamon met Harry's emerald again before making their way towards the bed…

End of this Chapter! Don't worry no smut! I can't write it anyways!

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