Well. Turns out I've been so upset with all the bad things in

my life since I wrote chapter 2 that I saw no point in writing fics.(there was some business with my school involving me making a B and

my life becoming hell) All that's changed. Several, yes several, women stepped into my

life and helped me get over it. One being my girlfriend and the others

my adopted sisters. I appologize for my absence for I know how much it really

really sucks when a story stops on you, so without further adue, WHEN HEARTS INTERTWINE CH 3!!!!!Oh by the way

I write short

chapters so just let that be said

He woke the next morning to the strong but mouth-watering smell

of bacon with a hint of eggs. He yawned and sat up on the edge of his bed.

"Do I go out to my thrashing, or stay in and enjoy the SAFETY and comfort of

my bed...stay." To his demise, the smell of bacon was much to lulling for

any man to withstand. (Hint Hint, Nudge Nudge ladies, remember the quickest

way to a man's heart)

He walked out without first dressing himself beyond a robe, sitting

down at the table cautiously eyeing Hermione. Sensing his presence she turned

around and smiled at him. "First, I'd like to say sorry," she said noting Harry's

nod in his on way of saying sorry, "and that becasue we have to stay here we might

as well get along. Besides it doesn't say we need to become romantic. Now, have some of this." She put a plate on the table, decked out with what it was he smelled. Eggs, bacon, and saugsage!

To Hermione's surprise he waited for her to be seated with her own

plate and then they both began to eat. At first they were silent, but within

moments an owl came through the window with the paper. They soon began discussing

their opinions on whether or not creatures should be seen as equals.

They both shared the same idea, that if a species

of creatures desires it's equality it my have it. The were soon laughing

about the returning of Fred and George to Hogwarts. Aparently they came

to give speeches on the importance of study but left behind little suprises.

After breakfast, the moved into the den where Hermione relaxed

with book while Harry enjoyed himself with the Television.

After an hour of pestering, Hermione broke and sat on the floor next

to Harry to play him in a muggle videogame. Their wins were sparatic

for neither were very skillful at the games but they had fun. In the end, Hermione

had the most wins. As Harry often did starting with the 6th year, he tickled

her playfully and begged for a rematch. She oblidged and threw the match.

Within mintues, he was chasing her around the house.

They both enjoyed this for several minutes before Harry

finally caught her. Pinning her to the floor he tickled her

until she was tearing up with laughter. And sat on top of her

and pretended to look at her eyes and talk to her and ask her what

she wanted to do being an Auror since Voldemort and his followers

were no more when he was really fascinated with her chest

rising up and down. Hermione began to realize this and got a

little uncomfortable. She asked him to get off and went back to her book.

Completely skipping lunch alltogether they were famished even

though they sat around the entire day. Harry prepared a simple

dish of macaroni and cheese from the box. (I hate easy-mac)

They sat talking about Ron and what he might do with his life as a

quiditch star and his new wife to be, Luna. Weird match but they fell

in love 6th year. They holding off the marrige till she leaves Hogwarts.

Until then he aparates her every day onto Hogwarts from their house, with

a special license that he was permitted. People think it's a bit akward

how they differ so much in age but whatever floats their boat.

When they finished they cuddled together, reading, "Hogwarts: A History," but they assured

eachother that all friends do that kind of thing. (you and I both know that's bull, they

just want to get closer but have an excuse) Well, Hermione realizing where this might

be leading got up and bayed him goodnight. He watched her walk off with-for

the first time-lust. Althought he wasn't prepared to sleep with her he wished

he could grace her lips with his. Realising that a large lump had been potruding

from the blanket, he felt very embaressed. He went to his room shortly and fell

asleep with his clothes on with dreams of a certain someone.

Well folks. End of chappy 3. Awwwwwww, so close? Well guess what!?!? THIS ISN'T GOING TO KEEP GOING GOOD! I'M GOING TO TURN THEM ON EACHOTHER AND THE STORY WILL END WITH THEM HATING EACHOTHER, THEN KILLING EACHOTHER IN THE SEQUEL!!!!! Sike. I'm not that mean. I'll go ahead and tell you know, things are gonna heat up and I do not mean getting angry. I mean the good heat! ^_~ Well. Expect another chapter sometime soon. Laters.