Here's the next chap, no where's near as long a wait as before lol, anyway, read on!!
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Hermione's True Love
Chapter Three:
"My dream?? Oh, um… I don't remember it anymore, sorry Hermione. Why did you want to know about my dream anyway?" said a very nervous looking Harry.
"No reason Harry, you know me, I like to analyze dreams, remember?" said Hermione, knowing that he was lying to her but not really caring. She was taken aback by what he was wearing, or lack there of.
"Oh yeah, I remember now, sorry Hermione, but I forgot it already…." Harry said, wondering why his best friend couldn't look at him without laughing. He then realized that all he was wearing were emerald green boxers. "Oh!!!!! Ummm, Hermione, could you leave the room for a minute…?"
"Of course Harry, Take your time," said Hermione while trying to fight back fits of laughter. He is drop-dead gorgeous in the morning though…she thought. I wouldn't mind waking up to that every morning, either…
"You can come back in now Hermione. Sorry about that." Harry said, a little flustered.
"You've nothing to be ashamed about Harry, I am your best friend." Harry smiled at a thought that just ran through his head. When can we be more than friends, you don't look to bad either…He quickly looked at Hermione, hoping that she wouldn't notice the extreme happiness emitting from his inner thoughts. Good, she didn't notice, he thought.
Harry started to take in her appearance. She had grown an inch or two over the summer, and her body had filled out more. She had curves, and he thought every inch of her was perfect. Her hair was a lot longer, and it was straighter now, with soft, gentle curls. And her eyes, her great amber orbs, were so full of joy and love. He loved the way she looked