Disclaimer: Again, don't own characters, just plot… I haven't written so long, and so I posted two more chapters I had already written like a month ago, so I just put those on. Have fun reading!

Hermione Granger found herself awake at six in the morning. She slowly moved up from her bed, walking towards her wardrobe. She slid the first drawer open and pulled out her clothes. Today was their last day that they could go to Hogsmeade, and Hermione had offered to Ginny to meet her to drink butterbeers in The Three Broomsticks. But since Ginny couldn't go, she was planning to ask Harry at breakfast that morning.

"Ah, Harry-" Hermione began as she was sitting down in her regular seat next to him, but she was too late.

"Hiya, Hermione!" Ron stumbled to the breakfast table and began to grab all the food he could reach. He sat down between Hermione and Harry, grabbing his plate tightly in his hands.

"Hey, I figured you only saved me since you like me, so do you wanna stroll around Hogsmeade?" Ron asked as he reached for some cinnamon rolls. Hermione saw Harry slowly slump in his seat.

"Sorry Ron, I have an essay to finish." Said Hermione still watching Harry, who had a small grin forming on his face.

"Harry what about-" Ron said, turning towards Harry.

"Me too Ron, essay." He said grinning. Hermione walked off to the common room to finish her essay. In minutes worth time, Harry slowly walked into the room, softly closing the door behind him.

"Hermione, I was wondering… Could I look at… Ah… Never mind." He headed towards the head boy dormitory.

"Wait! Harry!" Hermione stood up. "I wanted to ask you, do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me for butterbeers?" Hermione gave a weak smile, and waited cautiously for an answer.

"Hermione, sure!" Harry also smiled and sat down next to Hermione. Hermione started to sweat, as he moved closer to her. She felt rather hot now, but after awhile, she noticed that Harry wouldn't mind if she leaned her head against his shoulder. She sighed deeply and laid her head on Harry. Amusingly, Harry put an arm around her shoulder, as she snuggled closer to him. She could fall asleep right now, but she knew she shouldn't. She would put Harry in the most awkward position. She wished Harry and her would never break apart like this, but it did have to happen. She and Harry stood up at the same time, as they grabbed their permission forms to go to Hogsmeade. They started walking toward the door, headed toward Hogsmeade.

Stopping for their butterbeers, they sat down at the booth. Hermione realized that Harry wasn't saying a word; he just sipped on, and on, until finally, Hermione made a comment.

"You know Harry, this was fun, do you want to walk around a bit?" Harry stopped sipping his butterbeer, and nodded. They walked around, Hermione feeling completely awkward since Harry kept a large distance from her.

Finally, Hermione asked Harry what was wrong and he just grabbed her hand. Hermione felt safer know, her hand in Harry's, until they came upon Ron, and as soon as Harry saw him, he immediately let go of Hermione's hand and kept a large distance from her again.

"Hermione, why are you in Hogsmeade? Why, you finished the essay! " He gave a quick jump, pulled her close, and grabbed her hand.

"Uh, Ron-I n-need t-to go…" She slowly walked away from Ron, and sat down at a bench. Next to her was a rather large man, another large man, and- it couldn't have been- but it was. Harry was sitting at the end of the bench, in slight tears. She felt a tear of her own drip down her cheek. Harry and her were in an awful coincidence.

Thinking everything through, she concluded that Harry must like her too. But of course he didn't love her. He never would. More tears came washing down her face like lava streams that never ended. Harry and her might have been kept apart from a perfect relationship. She let one last tear roll down under eye, before she forced herself to go over to Harry.

When she stood up to the end of the bench, he was gone. All that was still on the bench, was a small piece of paper that slowly floated away. She ran through all Hogsmeade, until she reached castle again. She walked toward the common room, till someone tapped her on the shoulder.

"Hermione! Hermione! Something is wrong with Harry!" Ginny was standing behind her with her steaming red hair flinging about.

"What is it?" Hermione asked.

"I think he needs to talk to you. But don't tell him I told you, he told me not to. But he said how all he ever wanted was to be with you, but how that you would never feel the same he feels. He said he loved you!" Ginny grabbed her arm and ran toward a part of the castle where Harry sat.

Hermione thought it was all a dream, but it wasn't. Tears starting streaming down her face again, and she gave a small smile. Ginny ran back through the castle, leaving Hermione alone with Harry on the Astronomy tower.

"Harry…" Hermione walked toward Harry as she kneeled down next to him. "Are you alright?" She gave a promising sad smile on her face.

"Hermione, I know you'll never feel the same but I want you to know that I love you." A tear rolled down his face. Hermione smiled as more tears rolled down hers too.

"I love you too, Harry!" She jumped towards him, hugging him. It only took Harry a second to realize what she had said.

"Oh, Hermione!" He sobbed as he also hugged Hermione. They broke apart soon, but soon fell into a kiss. Then again, they broke apart. Hermione could never have been as happy.