AN. Thank all of you sooo much for your reviews I love them. Im trying not
to disappoint all of you. Tell me what you think should come next. Im gonna
have Hermione do all these signs of her likeing Harry. Who knows what will
happen next.
Harry woke up extra early the next day on Saturday morning. He wanted to make the best breakfast for Hermione. Since she looked so skinny he thought she hadn't had a decent meal in days. He walked down the hall and peeked into his own room. Hermione was still asleep. She rolled over and her Caramel colored hair spread over the pillow ever so gracefully. Harry shut the door and thought 'great she still asleep I wanna surprise her.' As he walked down the staircase he finally realized why he liked her. It was because he couldn't have her. You always want what you don't have. 'She's too good for you Harry, She would never deserve you. She doesn't like you.' Harry thought. But then he was thinking about his last comment. Did she like him? She did give hem a kiss last night, and she did cry on his chest. What did it all mean? Harry was so confused. 'I should see what happens today, any signs of her liking me, anything, anything at all.'
He was in the kitchen and got everything out, etc. pots and pans. He started up the stove and started making everything; he was particularly good at cooking. The Dursleys always made him cook.
After about a half hour, he was done with his 'perfect' meal. Eggs and bacon, sausage and French toast, with English muffins with a little vase with a single daisy in them. Harry smiled at his work. He went to go wake up Hermione but as he started to walk, she was already there. Standing in her pj's from last night, looking as beautiful as ever. 'She has really changed from last year.' Harry thought again.
"'Morning Harry. Oh Harry! Did you make all of this?!" Hermione said excitedly when she realized what was on the table. The biggest smile ever on her lips.
"Ya, I hope you like it. Do you?"
"I don't like it, I love it! It looks great."
"Well shall we start?"
"We shall." Hermione said. And they started on everything. Hermione great fully eating all that was made. By the time they were done there were only a few eggs and sausages left. Hermione lay back in her chair and began to speak.
"That was so delicious Harry."
"You really did like it right?"
"Yes...hence my comment 'that was so delicious Harry.' Hermione joked. They both laughed and smiled. She had a cute laugh. Very bashful. He realized she had commented him. 'Thats one! That's one sign she likes me.' He thought. After they were done, Harry did a spell that cleaned all the dishes. This reminded him of Mrs. Weasley.
"oh, Hermione I forgot we have to right Ron a letter." He said to Hermione who was helping him.
"Right Harry, you go right a letter, I'll finish the dishes."
"No." He said turning her around facing her towards upstairs. "You right the letter I will finish the dishes. Send it with Hedwig."
"You're so stubborn." Hermione said, punching him playfully.
'Reason number 4. Playfully roughhouses me. Never done that before.'
Hermione walked upstairs gracefully. She took out a quill from her backpack and began writing to Ron. But how was she going to explain why she was staying at Harry's. Then it hit her. She wasn't. She was just going to say she was there for the weekend. She would only tell him if he asked. She began to write and when she was done she re-read too make sure it was perfect.
Dear Ron,
This is Hermione. If you ever write to me, I'll be at Harry's. Im staying with him for a while. It is 8-22 and I will right you back whenever I leave. I will probably go to diagon alley the 28th. Hope to see you there. Please don't get angry at me for staying with him. I am perfectly fine. See you soon.
Love from,
Hermione and Harry
She tied the letter to Hedwig as fast as she could and sent it off. And went back downstairs to fine Harry done with the dishes.
"What did you tell him?" Harry asked
"I just said that I was staying over here if he wanted to write to me and that I will be going to Diagon Alley on Thursday the 28th ."
"ok great, did u mention why you were here?"
"No I didn't want him to worry or get mad at me or you."
"Ok. Good job 'Mione." Hermione blushed when he said 'Mione'. 'Reason number 5, Blushes when I call her that pet name.' Thought Harry.
"Well Harry what r we suppose to do today. We cant just sit around here or is that what you planed?"
Harry started thinking extra hard about the stuff to do. There was really nothing unless they went out. Harry thought they should go out to breakfast, only if Hermione wanted to of course.
"Would you like to go out to eat?" Hermione smiled. Her eyes glistening in the light, so full of life.
"Absolutely! I would be nice to get out eating somewhere. After all I have been inside all summer." Just as Hermione finished her sentence a bird flew into the kitchen window but tripped inside. It was Ron's bird Errol and it had a letter attached. Harry walked over and took out the letter from the envelope and read it out loud to Hermione.
Harry and Hermione,
You two can't stay alone together that's preposterous! Mum and dad reckon you two will stay with us the rest of the summer. Says you two need 'proper caring for.' Doesn't matter what you say you'll be coming back here immediately. Dad will pick you up in a half hour. That will be enough time to get your school stuff together.
Ron
"Well so much for our lunch Harry, but going back to the burrow will be fun too. We'll see Ron again!" Hermione said.
"Ya." Was all Harry managed to say. He was disappointed that he wasn't going to be alone with Hermione for the rest of the weekend but excited he was going to his favorite family's house. What mixed emotions.
Harry proposed she go upstairs and get ready for Mr. Weasley's 'rescue.'
"Fine," Hermione said. Harry smiled
"Ok then get up there." As she started to walked
"Oh I almost forgot." Hermione started. She pulled something out of her pocket. It was a small seashell shaped like a roll, getting skinnier the farther away. "I found this and I thought of you." And with that she walked away leaving Harry holding it and smile.
"Reason number 5. Gives me the best seashell in the sea." He said outloud.
Harry woke up extra early the next day on Saturday morning. He wanted to make the best breakfast for Hermione. Since she looked so skinny he thought she hadn't had a decent meal in days. He walked down the hall and peeked into his own room. Hermione was still asleep. She rolled over and her Caramel colored hair spread over the pillow ever so gracefully. Harry shut the door and thought 'great she still asleep I wanna surprise her.' As he walked down the staircase he finally realized why he liked her. It was because he couldn't have her. You always want what you don't have. 'She's too good for you Harry, She would never deserve you. She doesn't like you.' Harry thought. But then he was thinking about his last comment. Did she like him? She did give hem a kiss last night, and she did cry on his chest. What did it all mean? Harry was so confused. 'I should see what happens today, any signs of her liking me, anything, anything at all.'
He was in the kitchen and got everything out, etc. pots and pans. He started up the stove and started making everything; he was particularly good at cooking. The Dursleys always made him cook.
After about a half hour, he was done with his 'perfect' meal. Eggs and bacon, sausage and French toast, with English muffins with a little vase with a single daisy in them. Harry smiled at his work. He went to go wake up Hermione but as he started to walk, she was already there. Standing in her pj's from last night, looking as beautiful as ever. 'She has really changed from last year.' Harry thought again.
"'Morning Harry. Oh Harry! Did you make all of this?!" Hermione said excitedly when she realized what was on the table. The biggest smile ever on her lips.
"Ya, I hope you like it. Do you?"
"I don't like it, I love it! It looks great."
"Well shall we start?"
"We shall." Hermione said. And they started on everything. Hermione great fully eating all that was made. By the time they were done there were only a few eggs and sausages left. Hermione lay back in her chair and began to speak.
"That was so delicious Harry."
"You really did like it right?"
"Yes...hence my comment 'that was so delicious Harry.' Hermione joked. They both laughed and smiled. She had a cute laugh. Very bashful. He realized she had commented him. 'Thats one! That's one sign she likes me.' He thought. After they were done, Harry did a spell that cleaned all the dishes. This reminded him of Mrs. Weasley.
"oh, Hermione I forgot we have to right Ron a letter." He said to Hermione who was helping him.
"Right Harry, you go right a letter, I'll finish the dishes."
"No." He said turning her around facing her towards upstairs. "You right the letter I will finish the dishes. Send it with Hedwig."
"You're so stubborn." Hermione said, punching him playfully.
'Reason number 4. Playfully roughhouses me. Never done that before.'
Hermione walked upstairs gracefully. She took out a quill from her backpack and began writing to Ron. But how was she going to explain why she was staying at Harry's. Then it hit her. She wasn't. She was just going to say she was there for the weekend. She would only tell him if he asked. She began to write and when she was done she re-read too make sure it was perfect.
Dear Ron,
This is Hermione. If you ever write to me, I'll be at Harry's. Im staying with him for a while. It is 8-22 and I will right you back whenever I leave. I will probably go to diagon alley the 28th. Hope to see you there. Please don't get angry at me for staying with him. I am perfectly fine. See you soon.
Love from,
Hermione and Harry
She tied the letter to Hedwig as fast as she could and sent it off. And went back downstairs to fine Harry done with the dishes.
"What did you tell him?" Harry asked
"I just said that I was staying over here if he wanted to write to me and that I will be going to Diagon Alley on Thursday the 28th ."
"ok great, did u mention why you were here?"
"No I didn't want him to worry or get mad at me or you."
"Ok. Good job 'Mione." Hermione blushed when he said 'Mione'. 'Reason number 5, Blushes when I call her that pet name.' Thought Harry.
"Well Harry what r we suppose to do today. We cant just sit around here or is that what you planed?"
Harry started thinking extra hard about the stuff to do. There was really nothing unless they went out. Harry thought they should go out to breakfast, only if Hermione wanted to of course.
"Would you like to go out to eat?" Hermione smiled. Her eyes glistening in the light, so full of life.
"Absolutely! I would be nice to get out eating somewhere. After all I have been inside all summer." Just as Hermione finished her sentence a bird flew into the kitchen window but tripped inside. It was Ron's bird Errol and it had a letter attached. Harry walked over and took out the letter from the envelope and read it out loud to Hermione.
Harry and Hermione,
You two can't stay alone together that's preposterous! Mum and dad reckon you two will stay with us the rest of the summer. Says you two need 'proper caring for.' Doesn't matter what you say you'll be coming back here immediately. Dad will pick you up in a half hour. That will be enough time to get your school stuff together.
Ron
"Well so much for our lunch Harry, but going back to the burrow will be fun too. We'll see Ron again!" Hermione said.
"Ya." Was all Harry managed to say. He was disappointed that he wasn't going to be alone with Hermione for the rest of the weekend but excited he was going to his favorite family's house. What mixed emotions.
Harry proposed she go upstairs and get ready for Mr. Weasley's 'rescue.'
"Fine," Hermione said. Harry smiled
"Ok then get up there." As she started to walked
"Oh I almost forgot." Hermione started. She pulled something out of her pocket. It was a small seashell shaped like a roll, getting skinnier the farther away. "I found this and I thought of you." And with that she walked away leaving Harry holding it and smile.
"Reason number 5. Gives me the best seashell in the sea." He said outloud.