Friday came really fast. Hermione and Harry were half watching television and half discussing scary movies. To Harry's surprise, Hermione seemed to like just as much as he did.

"We won't be able to know what movies are playing to night until we get there." Hermione stated. "All the movies start at 6:30, so we should leave here at 5:45 to get there on time."

"Does it take that long to get down town?"

"Sometime it does. IT just depends on the traffic. I'm going to take a shower and get ready, you should do the same." Hermione told Harry.

Harry still did not understand why it was going to take her so long to get ready. "Why does she have to put make up and al that stuff to sit in a dark theater? It is not like anyone is really going to see her." Harry thought. Perhaps he might never understand why girls act the way they do.

Harry took his shower and got ready was now waiting for Hermione while he watched television in the living room.

"Come on Hermione, you are going to be late for the movies!" Mrs. Granger shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

"Okay mum I'll be down in a minute."

A minute turned into three, and then finally Hermione appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Harry look at her in shock. He had never seen her look so pretty. Snap out of it Harry she is your best friend, yeah she pretty, but she is your friend, nothing more, Harry thought. Maybe this is why it took her so long to get ready.

"Harry you ready?" Hermione asked.

"I've been waiting on you for fifteen minutes." Harry grinned at her.

"Sorry my hair did not want to cooperate with me." Hermione informed giving hair a slight smile.

"Come on, you mom is waiting in the car." They walked out the house and got into Mrs. Granger's car.

"Finally, I was beginning to think that you were not ever going to ready." Mrs. Granger said jokingly.

When they reached downtown it was almost time 6:30. The streets were filled with all sorts of people and building. In a way it reminded Harry of Diagon Alley, but less crowded.

When they finally got to the movie theater the shows were about to begin.

"Oh look Harry, tonight they are showing nothing but Stephen King movies. Which one would you like to see?" Hermione asked.

"That one!" Harry said pointing to a poster with a clown on it and the title It.

"okay, two tickets for It, please." Hermione asked the woman in the ticked booth. Harry just looked around at the new sites. He liked all the posters of the movies and the lights that twinkled around their edges.

"Harry come on, the movie is starting."

They entered the theater and found two vacant seats near the back of the theater.

"Have you ever seen a Stephen King movie?" Hermione whispered to Harry.

"No." Replied Harry.

"Well, this going to a very eerie movie for you, he is a very popular horror suspense writer and his books have been turned into movies." She whispered back to Harry. (A/N: I just thought I would add a little irony to the story since Harry Potter is a popular book series that is turned into movies and so are Stephen King books).

The movie went for hours. A few times Hermione buried her face into Harry to avoid seeing the clown on the giant screen in front them. Harry didn't mind, he was glad to protect and comfort her in such a way. It made Hermione feel better to have someone to hide her eyes from having to see the clown.

When the movie ended they made their way out the dark theater and into the brightly lit lobby, which hurt their eyes a bit. They walked outside and spotted Mr. Granger waiting for them on a bench.

"What did you see? Was is scary?" Mr. Granger questioned as they got into his car.

"I didn't think it was, but I am not sure I want to take a balloon from a clown ever again." Harry said jokingly.

"We saw It. I thought it was scary. Stephen King defiantly turned something pleasant into an evil creature." Hermione added.

Both went straight to bed as soon as they got home. It was almost 1:00 in the morning.

"Harry. . .Harry. . .are you asleep?" Hermione whispered nudging Harry's side.

"Not anymore I'm not." Harry said yawning. (A/N: fact that I learned in chemistry class: yawning does mean that you are sleeping it is a way of getting more oxygen to the brain. I knew that class was good for something! Just thought I would share that okay on with the story now)

"Sorry I couldn't sleep, I thought I would see if you were awake." She was holding a bag of cookies.

"What's wrong Hermione? Why can't you sleep?" Harry asked.

"The movie. When I close my eyes I keep seeing the evil clown." She sat next to Harry on the bed. "And I was a little hungry."

"Hermione, it is just a movie" Harry reassured her wrapping his arm around her to comfort her. "No clowns are going to attack you in your sleep."

"I know but I never realized that I was afraid of clowns." Hermione opened the bag of cookies and shared them with Harry.

Harry did his best to convince her that a clown was going to attack her while she was sleeping, nor while she was awake. It did not work too well, she was really truly scared.

"Do you mind if I just stay her with you?" I feel a little better not being alone." Hermione asked.

"If it make you feel better you can." Harry moved over to giver Hermione more room in the bed.

"Thanks Harry," She gave him a hug tight hug and kissed him on the cheek. Just as she had done the day they arrived back at King's Cross. Harry did not give it much thought then, but now, it made him feel weird all over.

Hermione set her bag of cookies on the floor and crawled under the covers next to Harry. She felt a safe comfort lying there next to him. She placed her head on Harry's shoulder and closed her eyes. She felt warm and content laying in the same bed as her best friend, but why did she keep thinking of those moments of gazing into Harry's green eyes? Did those short seconds really mean something, Hermione thought.

"Harry?" She whispered the darkness.

"Yes?"

"Thanks for being such a great friend."

"No problem, you are a great friend too." Harry replied and they both feel asleep.

The next morning Harry woke before Hermione. Her arm was outstretched over his chest ash she lay on her stomach next to him.

She looked so peaceful sleeping there that Harry did not want to disturb her. He had to, he did not want Hermione's parents to find them sleeping in the same bed. It would not be appropriate for two fourteen year olds to be sleeping in the same bed.

"Hermione wake up." Harry shook her until she answered.

"Huh? What? Harry?" She looked confused, but to Harry so adorable with her half-asleep face.

"Hermione you need to go get in your bed before your parents wake up." Harry warned her.

"Okay, I'm going, see you at breakfast in a few hours when I am actually awake."

Hermione looked in the hallway, to her parents' room, and then downstairs. There was no one in site, so she dashed to her room and jumped into bed. Once again she fell into a sweet sleep.

Hours later when they both awoke and where making there way downstairs for breakfast Mrs. Granger questioned them.

"So why where you in Harry's bed Hermione?" Mrs. Granger did not look very happy.

Hermione and Harry both had 'oh shit' looks on their faces. "Umm. . ." Hermione was speechless, how did her mum find out?

Not sure when the next chapter is going to be posted. It might be about four or five days.