"HERMIONE!" Harry yelled waking up from a night mare. Hermione looked at him she got up and went over to him. He was breathing hard and deep.
"It was a nightmare Harry." Hermione said softly brushing the hair out of his eyes. The emotions she should of felt in her dream where Harry died came to her then and tears escaped.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" Harry asked looking at her concerned.
"It's was just a dream I had Harry." Said Hermione looking down at her hands. Then she felt Harry's tender touch on her cheek and she looked at him. She stared into his eyes and began to lean in and their lips touched softly. It was a soft and tender kiss. This is a dream they both thought to themselves.
Ron snorted in his sleep. They sprang apart and Hermione ran to her bed. Hermione knew she wouldn't get back to sleep but she closed her eyes anyway and smiled into her pillow.
Come morning, Harry got up, went into the bathroom and then ran the cold tap till it was ice cold and filled a cup with it. He went back into the bedroom/common room and dumped the continents onto Ron who sprang up into a sitting position spluttering.
"Who did that?" Ron yelled jerking Draco and Pansy awake. Hermione came out of the bathroom looking confused. "I was having a good dream!"
"And so was I!" Harry said calmly.
Harry continued to wake Ron up like this every morning for punishment. He wrecked one of the moments he could have told Hermione his true feelings now he was going to have to wait for that moment again. After a month Harry got bored of it and gave up, which was a relief to Ron.
But he couldn't forget that night and he couldn't get Hermione alone with out the others there. They were getting on his last nerve. But he was looking forward to the Hogsmede visit. He made a promise he would get her alone even if it got him into trouble.