Title: Harry Potter and the Year of Realizations

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Harry had a rough fifth year, will his sixth be any better? Harry has a feeling it will be, but he's a little confused about the way Hermione's been acting.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling. (Although sometimes I wish I owned Harry, j/k (strike the 'sometimes'))

Chapter Four: The Confession

PREVIOUSLY:

"Ginny, I have no idea what you're talking about." Ron said in an innocent tone. Ginny rolled her eyes and sighed. "Ron, you know that I don't like Harry, it was a trick." "A trick, for what?" Ron asked, suspicious. "I can't tell you." Ginny said. "Well, I can't tell you what I know either." Ron said stubbornly. "Okay, okay, we'll say it at the same time. Deal?" Ginny asked. "Deal" Ron agreed.

HERMIONE'S HOUSE:

Hermione woke the next day feeling refreshed and energetic. It was only 5:30 am, so she decided to head out and go for a run. She did her best thinking while on her runs. She walked to her closet and found her tennis shoes. She sighed and tried to remember her dream, she always for got all the people in her dreams, all she could see were blurry faces and fuzzy surroundings. She hated that.

On her run Hermione began to wonder what Harry was doing at the time. She thought nothing of this, of course, because Harry was her best friend and best friends wonder what the other is doing sometimes.

She thought about all the times they've been together and all he's done for her. She didn't think a thought about Ron; however she didn't like Ron much and thought he was immature, so she just shrugged it off. As she was running around her last corner she stopped so suddenly a bystander would've thought she had glue on her shoes.

RON'S HOUSE:

Ron and Ginny shook hands. Ron then decided he didn't want to say it out loud, in case Harry heard. "Ginny, lets write it down and trade papers" Ron said. Ginny found this a good idea and decided it would be easier to word it right.

Ginny ran into her room and grabbed a sheet of paper and two pens. (Arthur had brought them home, thinking they were completely fascinating). Ginny split the paper into two equal pieces and handed Ron a pen and a ½ sheet of paper.

Ron wrote: Harry likes Hermione, not knowing how to word it any better. Yes, he HAD a crush on Hermione, but quickly realized that he liked her as a sister, not a girlfriend.

Ginny, however, worded hers a little differently, wanting to fully explain herself. She wrote: Hermione is in love with Harry. When she was here a week ago he's all she would talk about. I don't think she herself has realized it yet, but, a girl as smart as her has got to see it soon enough. Ginny read through her sheet quickly, smiling to herself.

They traded papers, each reading the others assumption. They glanced at each other, clearly saying 'Really?' They nodded and walked to Ginny's room, so they were not heard.

HERMIONE'S HOUSE:

As she was running around her last corner she stopped so suddenly that a bystander would've thought she had glue on her shoes. Hermione sat down in the middle of the sidewalk. Her eyes were wide.

She had just confessed to herself she was in love with Harry. "Why didn't I see it before?" She asked herself angrily. She slapped herself in the head and ran home as fast as she could to see if her mum would take her to Ron's early.

RON'S HOUSE:

"Ron, do you know what this means?" Ron shook his head, clearly stunned that Hermione was in love with Harry. "RON! We get to play matchmaker!" Ginny squealed with excitement. Ron shook his head confused. "When Hermione gets here we can get them together."

Ginny looked at Ron's expression. "Oh, c'mon, it'll be fun!" Ginny said. Ron rolled his eyes and said, "What do we do now?" Ginny was already coming up with a great idea, a mischievous grin on her face.

HERMIONE'S HOUSE:

Hermione got to her driveway and made herself believe no one else could know. She lied to herself over and over until the only place that she loved Harry was in the back of her mind. She walked inside. "Mom, can I go to The Burrow early?" Hermione asked, a bit of anxiousness in her voice. Her mother turned around with a twinkle in her eye, knowing exactly why she wanted to go early.

RON'S HOUSE:

"Ron, you have to go and make Harry think about her, so he can realize he like, maybe even loves her." Ginny said. Ron nodded, even though he thought it wasn't the best idea. "Then what are you going to do?" Ron asked. "I'm going to call Hermione. Ginny skipped out of the room and ran to the phone, all the time that same mischievous grin on her face.

Sorry again, it's a little longer than before, but I wanted to update, I'll probably update again in the next two days, if I get some reviews. I think they're addictive; they make me feel all tingly inside. Thanks:

Gemstar2: Thanks for the review, I hope you like this chapter too.

Andrea: Thanks. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it was hard to figure out the 'confession' Hermione made to herself.

Acrobat216: Here is your 'more'. I hope you like it, the next chapter will have, oh; maybe I'll let you find out for yourself. Review again. Also, about the cliffies. Sorry, they are here to stay, but I'll update quickly, or at least try.

I hope you all liked this chapter. It was fun, yet challenging, to write the 'confession' to Hermione, by Hermione. It was also fun to picture what that would look like from a bystander's POV. Please review, they are my drug. j/k. XOXO

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