Hermione's POV
"My, don't we look excited," Hermione's mom commented, raising an eyebrow.
"Mum," Hermione replied, exasperated," I haven't seen Ron and Harry for ages!"
A sudden sadness came over her as she suddenly remembered that Ron would be studying abroad this year.
[Flashback]
* Hermione ripped open Ron's letter and sat down to read it eagerly.
Dear Hermione,
Guess what? I got permission from Dumbledore, and for the last year, I will be studying abroad with my dad! Sorry I couldn't tell you in person. I will miss you and Harry a lot, hope to see you soon.
-Ron Weasley
P.S. I will write.*
[End of Flashback]
"Okay sweetheart, hurry and finish your breakfast, we are leaving in 20 minutes," her mom said, "By the way, I am so proud of you for making Head girl."
"Thanks mum," Hermione beamed. "I promise I will never let you down." She gave her mom a quick hug and wolfed down her breakfast quickly.
"Bye mum, dad," Hermione said her last goodbyes to her parents, and walked toward the barrier between platform 9 and platform 10.
"Bye honey. Good luck!" was the last thing she heard before she fell through the barrier and onto platform 9 ¾. She brushed herself off and smoothed her shirt. Looking around, Hermione tried to locate someone she knew.
"Hermione!" a deep tenor voice called. She turned around and saw a tall lanky boy with messy hair running towards her.
"Oh my gosh, Harry?!" she gasped, realizing that it really was Harry, she gave him a huge hug. "I missed you so much!"
"Me too," Harry replied.
"How've you been?" Hermione asked.
"Could've been better, but still great! How bout you?"
"Oh, I've been busy! Plenty of homework to do."
"Just like you to always be thinking of homework." Harry rolled his eyes.
"Hey! I work hard and that's why I am Head Girl!" Hermione pointed out.
"I wonder who beat me for the Head boy position?" Harry sighed.
"I'm sure whoever it is will do a better job than you could ever do." Hermione teased.
Harry playfully mussed Hermione's hair. "I'm sure they will."
"I still can't believe Ron gets to study abroad this year," Hermione pouted.
"Yeah." Harry smiled. "Lucky, eh?"
"You can't imagine." Hermione suddenly realized that she had to look up to look Harry in the eye. She pulled him in for another hug, and felt Harry stiffen before relaxing into her grip. "It's so good to see you." She sighed into his shoulder.
"Let me look at you," Hermione inspected him from head to toe.
Harry had grown at least five inches over the summer, and endless quidditch practices had toned his muscles very well. His rippling muscles were evident under his dark green ribbed turtleneck shirt, which complemented his emerald eyes. Together with his baggy jeans and leather shoes, he looked like he had just stepped out of a muggle fashion magazine.
"You look great," Hermione smiled and pulled him into another hug.
Harry's POV
While Hermione looked over him, Harry couldn't help noticing the changes in her. She looked a lot more confident, and seemed to have matured a lot over the summer, both physically and mentally. *Wow, she has changed so much. * Harry thought to himself. He wondered how he had never noticed the changes before, and felt a pang of sadness when he realized how much he really didn't know about her. Hermione pulled Harry into another hug, and he busily soaked up her smell of peaches. Harry squeezed her tightly, and Hermione tensed at the sudden burst of passion, but immediately loosened and returned Harry's hug.
"Harry?" Hermione's voice brought him back her warm breath tingling his neck, "Let's go, we will miss the train. Don't want to have to pull another one of those stunts like you and Ron did in second year, do we?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, right."
Harry wanted to kick himself, but hoped Hermione had not noted his behavior as odd. Harry put his arm around her slender shoulder and they walked together on to the train, their baggage levitating behind them. Hermione chatted away happily, filling him in on her vacation to Hawaii. The two happy friends boarded the train, talking animatedly about each other's summer.
Hermione's POV
"Hey Harry! I found one!" Hermione motioned for Harry to follow her into an empty compartment. They had been looking for a while, but all they seemed to find were compartments occupied by snogging couples.
Hermione stepped on the bouncy seat and lifted up her heavy trunk, trying to squeeze it into the small overhead compartment. Her right ankle gave away and she would have hit the ground had not a strong pair of arms steadied her.
"Here, let me help you put away your bags." Harry quickly grabbed Hermione's trunk and shoved it hard.
"Thanks, you're quite the gentleman." Hermione joked and pecked him on the cheek, which caused a surprised Harry to fall backwards against the other seat and pull Hermione down with him.
Harry's POV
Harry felt Hermione's elbows dig into his stomach and winced, but when he realized what an awkward position they were in, he quickly forgot about the pain. Hermione's lips were pressed on his warm ones, her breath warm against his face. He glanced up into her eyes, full of surprise, but he made no move to shift his position.
"Am I disrupting anything?"
"My, don't we look excited," Hermione's mom commented, raising an eyebrow.
"Mum," Hermione replied, exasperated," I haven't seen Ron and Harry for ages!"
A sudden sadness came over her as she suddenly remembered that Ron would be studying abroad this year.
[Flashback]
* Hermione ripped open Ron's letter and sat down to read it eagerly.
Dear Hermione,
Guess what? I got permission from Dumbledore, and for the last year, I will be studying abroad with my dad! Sorry I couldn't tell you in person. I will miss you and Harry a lot, hope to see you soon.
-Ron Weasley
P.S. I will write.*
[End of Flashback]
"Okay sweetheart, hurry and finish your breakfast, we are leaving in 20 minutes," her mom said, "By the way, I am so proud of you for making Head girl."
"Thanks mum," Hermione beamed. "I promise I will never let you down." She gave her mom a quick hug and wolfed down her breakfast quickly.
"Bye mum, dad," Hermione said her last goodbyes to her parents, and walked toward the barrier between platform 9 and platform 10.
"Bye honey. Good luck!" was the last thing she heard before she fell through the barrier and onto platform 9 ¾. She brushed herself off and smoothed her shirt. Looking around, Hermione tried to locate someone she knew.
"Hermione!" a deep tenor voice called. She turned around and saw a tall lanky boy with messy hair running towards her.
"Oh my gosh, Harry?!" she gasped, realizing that it really was Harry, she gave him a huge hug. "I missed you so much!"
"Me too," Harry replied.
"How've you been?" Hermione asked.
"Could've been better, but still great! How bout you?"
"Oh, I've been busy! Plenty of homework to do."
"Just like you to always be thinking of homework." Harry rolled his eyes.
"Hey! I work hard and that's why I am Head Girl!" Hermione pointed out.
"I wonder who beat me for the Head boy position?" Harry sighed.
"I'm sure whoever it is will do a better job than you could ever do." Hermione teased.
Harry playfully mussed Hermione's hair. "I'm sure they will."
"I still can't believe Ron gets to study abroad this year," Hermione pouted.
"Yeah." Harry smiled. "Lucky, eh?"
"You can't imagine." Hermione suddenly realized that she had to look up to look Harry in the eye. She pulled him in for another hug, and felt Harry stiffen before relaxing into her grip. "It's so good to see you." She sighed into his shoulder.
"Let me look at you," Hermione inspected him from head to toe.
Harry had grown at least five inches over the summer, and endless quidditch practices had toned his muscles very well. His rippling muscles were evident under his dark green ribbed turtleneck shirt, which complemented his emerald eyes. Together with his baggy jeans and leather shoes, he looked like he had just stepped out of a muggle fashion magazine.
"You look great," Hermione smiled and pulled him into another hug.
Harry's POV
While Hermione looked over him, Harry couldn't help noticing the changes in her. She looked a lot more confident, and seemed to have matured a lot over the summer, both physically and mentally. *Wow, she has changed so much. * Harry thought to himself. He wondered how he had never noticed the changes before, and felt a pang of sadness when he realized how much he really didn't know about her. Hermione pulled Harry into another hug, and he busily soaked up her smell of peaches. Harry squeezed her tightly, and Hermione tensed at the sudden burst of passion, but immediately loosened and returned Harry's hug.
"Harry?" Hermione's voice brought him back her warm breath tingling his neck, "Let's go, we will miss the train. Don't want to have to pull another one of those stunts like you and Ron did in second year, do we?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, right."
Harry wanted to kick himself, but hoped Hermione had not noted his behavior as odd. Harry put his arm around her slender shoulder and they walked together on to the train, their baggage levitating behind them. Hermione chatted away happily, filling him in on her vacation to Hawaii. The two happy friends boarded the train, talking animatedly about each other's summer.
Hermione's POV
"Hey Harry! I found one!" Hermione motioned for Harry to follow her into an empty compartment. They had been looking for a while, but all they seemed to find were compartments occupied by snogging couples.
Hermione stepped on the bouncy seat and lifted up her heavy trunk, trying to squeeze it into the small overhead compartment. Her right ankle gave away and she would have hit the ground had not a strong pair of arms steadied her.
"Here, let me help you put away your bags." Harry quickly grabbed Hermione's trunk and shoved it hard.
"Thanks, you're quite the gentleman." Hermione joked and pecked him on the cheek, which caused a surprised Harry to fall backwards against the other seat and pull Hermione down with him.
Harry's POV
Harry felt Hermione's elbows dig into his stomach and winced, but when he realized what an awkward position they were in, he quickly forgot about the pain. Hermione's lips were pressed on his warm ones, her breath warm against his face. He glanced up into her eyes, full of surprise, but he made no move to shift his position.
"Am I disrupting anything?"