Harry stood at the window of the common room. It was a beautiful April day. The flowers were blooming and the trees were greener that ever. But Harry was not looking at the flowers or the trees. Only one thing caught the attention of his eye, and that was Hermione Granger. She was standing on the lawn just below the common room, where Harry had a perfect view. Her long dark hair was gently blowing in the wind as she staed down at the chain of daisies she had made. Harry had watched he make it. One by one, ever so delicately stringing them together. As she lookined up he got a glimpse of her deep brown eyes. He looked at their deep, dark, hypnotizing, beauty, and he knew it was love.