Summary: Join Hermione as she steps onto the Train of Love, or rather the Rollercoaster of Love. How will she handle the twists and turns? Will she be able to hold on as her stomach does a loop to loop or will she fall head over heels?

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the idea for this story. All else belongs to the wonderful J.K Rowling.

A/N: Strangely I'm finding it hardest to come up with titles to sum up the chapter! I feel like bouncing about quite a bit but I do have a structure to the story and I am about 3chapters ahead, though chapter 6 needs some fine-tuning. I do hope you like where it's headed. I promise that next chapter has more R/Hr interaction. He's just so sweet... and that's all I'm telling!

This Is Not Me

The trip home was quiet and Hermione decided that she couldn't handle anymore questions so she didn't tell her parents about her new boyfriend. Once home Hermione ran up to her room and was pleased to see it was exactly the same as it had always been. Across from the door was her four poster bed with deep red hangings. Her bedspread was the same rich colour, with gold trimmings around the edge of the pillows. At the end of the bed there was a mahogany chest, upon which sat a rather old teddy. This bear was the only item to suggest that a child had ever lived in this room as the rest looked like a library, with three bookshelves lining the same wall that the door was on and a table in front of the window. Hermione went over to her desk and sat on her chair. She pulled out some parchment and a quill and began to write a list of objectives for the summer- 1.Harry- figure out what is going on and if we can really work. 2.Ron- figure out what is going on and if we can really work. last of summer homework. 4.Catch up on summer reading.

As she knew how to complete tasks 3 and 4 she decided to start these first. So the first week of her holiday flew by as she did all of her summer homework with only breaks to eat and sleep. Just as she sat down to start reading Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century again she heard a quiet tap on the window. She looked to see a beautiful snowy owl sitting on her windowsill. She opened the window and let her in and took the letter she was carrying. She offered a bowl of water and then sat on her bed to read Harry's letter.

Dearest Mione,

How has your first week of summer been? I expect you have already finished your summer homework and you are now starting to read your extensive library again.

Hermione sighed to herself. He knew her far too well.

I have been spending a lot of my summer in my room so have tried to do some work too, though it will be no where near as detailed and well written as yours. I really wish we could meet up before going to the Burrow, but I doubt that will be possible. I feel that we haven't really got to spend that much time as a couple and it's hard to know where exactly we are headed. I guess I should be grateful that I get to see you at all this summer. Maybe we can go for a walk at in Ron's garden when we meet up. Anyway, I had better go down and get some food before they come back from taking "dearest Dudley" to the zoo- I really would have thought he would be too old for that now, but it seems he was too scared to go back when we were younger! I told Hedwig to stay with you so that you can reply. I can't wait to hear from you!

Love, Harry.

Hermione folded up the letter and placed it inside her diary. She took out a quill and some parchment and began to write Harry a reply.

Harry,

My summer has been fine so far. I have finished my homework and I am about to start reading my library-you know me too well sometimes. I know what you mean about not knowing where we are headed. It seems that we haven't really stepped that far outside our friendship boundary so we probably should talk about it. I hope they aren't treating you badly. I can relate to the safety of a bedroom though. I don't know where I'd be without mine, even though my parents are at work most of the time. Summer's always really busy for them because lots of parents won't make appointments during the school year. I don't think I would want to either. Imagine what you could miss in the few hours that it would take to go to the dentist! Anyway, I hope you are well and aren't missing us all too much. I look forward to meeting up at the Burrow- only 3more weeks to go.

Love, Hermione, x.

She attached the letter to Hedwig and told her to take the reply to Harry. She watched the owl fly up over her house and away back to Harry's. She sat down to read the rest of her book. After finishing three more books she got up to take out Modern Magical History when she heard a crash at the window. She realised that only one thing could make that loud a noise... Pig. She ran to the window to let him in. He fell on her desk looking a bit dizzy and she set down the water bowl beside him. After finally managing to pry the letter from him she ran over to her bed to read it.

Dear Mione,

How are you? I am great! I have spent the past 3weeks playing Quidditch with my brothers and setting up pranks with the twins. It has been the best summer ever! We were meant to go and visit Charlie but one of his dragons got sick and he said that he wouldn't be very good company so we decided to spend the holiday at home. You'll be glad to hear that I have done some reading too... okay, so it was about the Cannons, but it was still a book! I can't wait until next week. It'll be so good to see you... and, of course Harry. I think Gin will be happier to see him though. She's been quite out of sorts this summer and I'm not really sure what's up with her. I hope she is really over him. Sorry, I didn't mean to bring any of that up. Ah well, I'm sure you have plenty of happy thoughts to think about anyway. Hope you are excited about coming.
See you in a week!

Ron, xx.

'What did he mean by 'I'm sure you have plenty of happy thoughts to think about anyway'? Does he really think that I'll be able to forget about Ginny just because I'm happy with Harry? Am I really happy?' More and more thoughts flooded Hermione's mind making her feel worse than she did when she was back at Hogwarts. She had no idea what to do about Harry but she was getting the feeling that things just weren't meant to be. They had now been going out a month and although they had spent a whole week together she didn't feel any closer to him than when they were friends, although her stomach did jump every time they were alone. Was that just because she was scared he might kiss her? But even if she didn't feel anything more than just friends for him she didn't think she could break up with him. She never wanted to hurt him. Oh, why did she yes in the first place?

Pig began to get restless and was trying to fly out the window. Hermione decided to write a quick reply to Ron simply stating that she couldn't wait to see him. She attached the letter to his owl and opened the window to let the impatient bird out.

I was really thinking that Hermione was going to come to more conclusions but I got bored with the idea of her just thinking so she's just going to have to wait and see what Harry has to say... I did want to make this chapter longer but I felt that it would be better to make you wait. Reviewing probably would speed me up cause it reminds me to add new chapters and makes me want to write a new one. If the next chapter wasn't so important I would give you two at once.

Sorry Oliver's Quidditch Crazy - I'm making you wait another chapter until they get to the Burrow, but I promise lots of twists and dips for Hermione.