Left Behind

Chapter 4

            Even the famous have their share of nerves. Harry practically dropped the keys searching for the right one to his flat.  His hands were shaking. Why had he asked that question? How stupid. As Harry searched yet again for his house key, Hermione looked a bit, hmmm what's the right word? Happy? Nah! Couldn't be.

"Finally!" Harry practically yelled. Hermione just giggled. They both walked in. Harry took Hermione's jacket.

"Thank you."  She said. She sat on the couch.

"Why don't I make some tea?" Harry's voice cracked a little.

"I'd love that." Why does she do that?? Why does she have to be so damn cute?

"Right then." Harry walked to the kitchen, and yet again another awkward silence. As he was making the tea, he was caught this time staring at her.

"What?" Hermione said

"What what?"

"You were staring at me Harry."

" Err… umm no I wasn't."

"Yes you were."

"You just, err, look so beautiful tonight that's all."

"Thank you." More silence. Damn, he was really tired of these moments of silence.  Why was it so difficult to talk to her? He realized the tea was done so he brought out two cups and started to pour into them. When it came to pouring his cup of tea, he was distracted with Hermione's body again, and didn't realize the cup had overfilled.

"Shit!" he muttered.  He heard a small giggle by the couch.

"You're laughing at me aren't you Ms. Granger?"

"No I'm not!" He quickly cleaned up the mess, and walked over with Hermione's cup of tea.

"Here you go." There was a large smirk on her face.

"Stop making fun of me!" He pretended to yell at her, but failed miserably. He was really blushing madly now.

"You know you're cute when you get angry." She looked at him straight in the face.

"I am?" he had a stupid grin on his face. Hermione was laughing so hard now.

"Yes! Oh my god that was priceless!"

"What???"

"You're so oblivious Harry Potter!" More fits of laughter. After about 15 minutes at laughing at nothing in particular or, at least Harry thought it was his "cuteness" Hermione got quiet and plastered on a serious face. This was it. Ok, Ok you can do this Harry.  

"Alright, there is a reason why I owled you a couple of days ago."

"No duh!" she pretended to act shocked. She noticed he wasn't laughing at that last remark, and shut up immediately. He took hold of her hand and looked at the floor deciding on how to tell her.

"Hermione, I've had this certain feeling building up inside of me for god knows how long. This certain feeling, I can't express, but I can feel. Ever since the Yule ball in our fourth year, I knew it had to be true. I trusted my heart. When you came down those stairs in the great hall, I was flabbergasted. I couldn't believe my eyes. Hermione, I think you're beautiful, talented, sweet, smart, funny, beautiful, cute, beautiful, expressive, beautiful, God I could go on and on about you. But, what I'm really getting at, is when we left Hogwarts, I made a promise. A promise I wasn't supposed to break, but I did, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry I never wrote to you, I'm sorry I never kept in touch with you, I'm sorry I waited so long to tell you this, but I was afraid. Yes, I was afraid. I was afraid if I kept in touch with you, my feelings towards you would get so unbearable, but obviously me seeing you now, well, I guess it didn't work did it?  I didn't know what love was until I met you Hermione." Harry looked up for a second. Tears were falling down Hermione's cheeks now. Harry hoped they were happy tears. He continued on.

"I hope you understand where I'm going with this. If not, I'll say it out loud and simple." He prepared himself for this one. This was it.

" I love you Hermione Granger."

Not one of them said a word to each other, for at least a minute or two until, "Sorry?"

"I love you." Harry said again

"Say that again?" tears were falling down her face.

"I love you."  He said again louder. Just then she jumped up and hugged him.

"You know how long I've wanted to hear those words out of your mouth?"

"No, how long?" she smiled and laughed. That's a good sign.

"I don't know really how long." There was more crying and laughter. "I love you too Harry."

Harry knew from that moment on, things were going to change. Definitely, going to change for the better. He just confessed to the girl of his dreams that he loves her and he got accepted!

As Hermione cried her heart out, happy tears not sorrow, Harry just smiled to himself. This is going to work. She loves me, and I love her. What could possibly go wrong?