To all who read this fanfic, this is my ideas mixed with the amazingly talented J. K. Rowling's intricate characters. She owns this not me so don't go and yell about how infringing on copyright laws because I'm not. I'm just doing this to benefit my creative mind and keep my self from eating my hat in an insane rage of emotion from waiting on the next book to come out. Oh yah I'm poor so don't sue me unless you want my super cool looking sushi mug in my parent's basement. Happy reading from Xander2Potter. This is chapter two and it's better than my first please R&R, I'll read yours. And thanks for all of you who read my fanfic and responded.

Chapter two: Harry's gift to Hermione.

Hermione sat in the Gryffindor common room with her book, Muggles and Wizards Similarities and Differences, but she wasn't reading it. She was instead letting her thoughts wonder on the one true thing she wanted, Harry. She had always had feeling for him since the first years they had been friends. But in the last year those feelings had evolved into wanting something deeper, something more than just the friendship they had. Her crush had begun the first time she saw him in the start of there fifth year. She had noticed that he had grown a great deal in many ways over the summer. He was much taller, buffer, and had become extremely handsome in her eyes. For the past few months she had found herself thinking about him and at other times just staring at him in a euphoric daze. Her dreams were constantly filled with escapades of the two of them together and deeply in love.

"How could someone like Harry want to be with someone like me? We're just friends and nothing more and that's how it's going to stay." Hermione told herself day after day trying to keep her mind on other things like her studies. But then she was reminded of how Harry had been acting strange, and for Hermione to think something was strange would most likely make you and me go into cardiac arrest. Harry had been acting weird though, walking her to every class, going with her to the library to study making it hard for her to concentrate. He had come close to using an unforgivable curse on Malfoy for calling her a Mudblood, and when her and Ron got into a row he immediately backed her up. He even told off professor Snape for yelling at her because she had been caught daydreaming, about Harry a coarse, in which earned him a week of detention.

"Maybe Harry does like me. But why doesn't he just come out and tell me how he feels."

She looked at the watch on her arm, 5:42, Harry was late.

" I can't believe it, he tells me to be here at five thirty and he's twelve minutes late."

Suddenly Hedwig flew in landing atop of her book. He had a letter attached to his foot."

"Hedwig what are you doing here?" asked Hermione as she patted her on the head and took off the note attached to her leg. On top it read, Hermione,. She opened it and began to read.

Dear Hermione

Sorry I'm late, lost track of time. Hope your not to mad with me. I'll be at the main entrance in a few minutes. Please meet me there. Hope to see you soon.

Your friend

Harry

Hermione looked at Hedwig, "What is he up to Hedwig?" Hedwig gave her an affectionate nudge and flew away. She was starting to get annoyed with this but at the same time was intrigued by the mystery behind it. Harry had never been so secretive with her and she kind of liked it. She felt special in a silly sort of way.

"Alright Harry, I'll play your little game."

Harry stood in front of the main entrance, shivering and sopping wet except for his over robe. In his pocket was a slim, square shaped, cherry wood box, with a gold heart engraved in the center a little bigger than his hand. His mind was racing going over the plan he had set up with Sirius.

"This is going to be great, I can't believe I'm going to do it. I'm going to tell her how I feel. It's going to be-."

"Harry!" Called Sirius running towards him.

"Sirius what's wrong?"

"Harry I can't do it."

"WHAT!?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T DO IT!?!" Harry's face had gone bone white.

"It's against the law to interfere with the sky, stars could be blocked out and that would be a big problem to the astrology community."

"You've got to be kidding me."

"I wish I was."

Harry was disappointed that his great plan was illegal. He had worked hard on it originally planning to write in the sky in golden shimmering letters Hermione I love you.

"It's fine, I'll just have to tell her on my own that's all. Thanks for telling me before I went out and mad a fool out of my self."

"Well we wouldn't want that now would we."

"It wouldn't be the first time." He tuned at the sound of footsteps down the hall, it was Hermione. Her hair was relaxed, with a charm most likely, and she had a sweet smile on her face. Harry felt his heart plummet to the bowls of his stomach as a silly grin grew across his face.

"Well I'd better get going. Have things to take care of and all." Said Sirius as he walked away leaving Harry to himself for a moment.

"Okay now Harry" he told himself, "all you have to do it take her to Hogsmead and tell her how you feel. You can do this just tell her how you feel."

Hermione walked up to him "I'm here, now will you tell me what I'm doing here?" She said as every little daydream and fantasy of Harry was flying through her head.

"Umm… Hermione do you want to go to Hogsmead with me and get a bite to eat?"

"You mean like dinner?" she asked hoping his answer would be yes.

"Yeah exactly like dinner." He said hoping she would say yes.

"I'd love to Harry."

"Great."

The two of them Left Hogwarts and began there track to Hogsmead. It was a bit windy and the temperature had dropped since Harry had gone out last. He looked at Hermione to see her shivering; she had forgotten to bring her over robe.

"Hermione hold on." Harry said as he took off his robe and placed it on Hermione's shoulders.

"But Harry look at you your soaked and it's freezing out here." She proclaimed.

"Your cold, don't worry I'll be fine"

Hermione smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "Thanks, your sweet."

Harry was starting to blush. They continued to Hogsmead, where the went to the Three Broom Sticks for a Butter beer and a bit to eat. They both sat down ordering a round of drinks and dinner. The of them talking just about school and there O.W.L.'s coming up in the future. The night was going by fast, as they got lost in idle conversation. Harry looked down at his watch, 9:36, it was getting late.

"It's starting to get a bit for into the evening, alright I'm going to do it, I'm going to tell her."

Harry took a swig of his butter beer, looked at Hermione and took a deep breath. "Hermione."

"Yes."

Harry could feel his heart plummet to the depths of his abdomen. He sighed, "Umm… there's something I've been wanting to tell you… for quite some time now. You see… I…I umm…I-."

"Yes." said Hermione who was on the edge of her seat with anticipation hoping dearly that the next words that came out of his mouth stated his love for her.

"I umm… well you see… there's this girl I like."

"...Oh." said Hermione in a tone of deep disappointment.

"I'm such a procrastinator." Harry told himself.

Hermione couldn't believe it, she was too late, Harry liked another girl. She told herself not to runaway and to be happy for him as she held back a wall of tears that she would shed tonight in her bed.

"Who is she?" she asked trying not to let her emotions show.

"Well…" Harry took a deep breath, "she's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, she's sweet and kind and smart, really smart."

Every word was like a dagger into her wounded heart. Her eyes were wide and glassy for they were filled with tears ready to burst.

"She's in a few of my classes and is in the same house as me too."

Hermione was starting to sniffle as she brushed a lock of her hair from her face tucking it behind her ear.

"And she does this thing where she brushes her hair form her face and tucks it behind her ear."

Hermione froze; she realized just then that he wasn't talking about some other girl. He was talking about her.

"And her hazel brown eyes, the ones that are looking at me right now Hermione shine brighter than the sun."

"Oh Harry." Hermione was now crying, but not a sad, a happy cry.

"What I'm trying to say is that I'm in love with you."

"Oh Harry."

"Hermione will you go out with me."

"Yes, yes, a million times yes I will go out with you." She said leaping into his arms across the table to place a passionate kiss on his lips. For that moment she had never felt happier. After quite a few minutes of snogging breaking apart for air, Harry pulled out the slim wooden box that had been in his pocket ever since he left.



"Hermione."

"Yes."

"There's something I want to give you.'

Harry opened the box and inside was a golden heart with a cut out of a lighting bolt the size of a poker chip attached to a gold necklace. Taking it out Harry placed the golden memento around her neck and pulled out a silver lighting bolt from under his shirt attached to a silver chain.

"You complete me, Hermione I will never be whole unless I'm with you. I love you Hermione. I love you."

"Oh. Harry I love you to. I love you to."

And with that they kissed.



That's the end of chapter two. Please review. Thanks to all who did last time. You made me a better writer.