(A/N):Thanks to all my reviewers. I only got four reviews, but I decided to post Chapter Two anyways. Chapter One isn't really as exciting as the others, it's more of an introductory chapter than anything(hence one of my reviewers,;-)) Remember to review, people!

Disclaimer: I don't own a thing, except for the plot. All credit for EVERYTHING Harry Potter goes to miss J.K. Rowling! And no, I'm not making money off this. (Though I wish!)

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Unexpected Rescuer

Chapter Two

As Harry was plummeting toward the ground, he couldn't help but regretting what he had done. He would never see his love again, but at least she would be happy, he supposed. Harry braced himself for impact.

Hermione, making up her mind, mounted Harry's Firebolt and kicked off from the ground. She raced up through the air, toward Harry, the brisk air stinging her face. Thinking quickly, Hermione conjured the cushioning charm on Harry's Firebolt, she then positioned the broom directly underneath Harry's path of descent.

After a minute, Harry felt as though he had landed on a cloud, the crowd below started cheering, but it wasn't a cloud at all, it was the invisible cushion Hermione had put on Harry's broom. He whirled around to see who his rescuer was and was surprised to see a smiling Hermione staring back at him.

"I'm so glad that your alright," Hermione shouted, throwing her arms around him.

"But how'd. . .why'd. . ."

"I'll explain everything, lets just find somewhere quite to go!," she interrupted. Hermione flew them to the veranda of the astronomy tower where no one would find them. They sat down and rested their backs against the stone wall of the tower. "First Harry, tell me why in the world would you jump off of that tower!"

"I guess it was just. . . .I don't know!," Harry lied.

"C'mon Harry, you can tell me, I'm your bestfriend!," Hermione groaned.

"Promise you won't laugh!?" Harry demanded.

"Promise!," she said calmly.

"Okay, I...er...........I love you, and the thought of you dating my best friend just...tore at my insides!" There was a long pause before both of them said anything. "She hates me," Harry thought to himself, "she'll laugh in my face and never speak to me again!"

Hermione gave a shrill shriek of glee. "This is excellent, Harry because....I love you, too!" He didn't know what to say. . .had she just returned his affection?!

"But, wait a minute, I thought you were going out with Ron!," Harry said confusingly.

"You may find this stupid but, I only accepted his proposalbecause I didn't have the nerve to ask you out....I panicked!," Hermione said lamely. "The truth is, Harry, you've always been my one true love, I dream of you every night!"

"So that's why you've been avoiding me!," Harry said excitingly.

"Exactly!," Hermione said.

"But, how did you learn to fly that good" Harry asked, a mischieveous grin creeping up on his face.

"I've been giving myself private lessons for the past two years, I was hoping it would impress you so you would like me......pathetic, isn't it!?"

"It is impressive but you don't need to fly well to impress me....you alone impress me!" He had figured out what to do, but he had better do it quick before she decides to go back inside.

"Hermione....would you....um....be my girlfriend?," Harryasked hopefully.

"....Yes, Harry....I would love to be your girlfriend!!!," Hermione said, and as she said this she flung her arms around him in a tight hug. "Everything is going so fast," Harry thought, but he didn't mind. "But we should tell Ron about this............... together. Harry nodded.

"Hermione....?," Harry mumbled.

"Yeah....," Hermione replied.He leaned over to where he was inches away from her face. He could feel her hot breath on his face, they were both breathing pretty quickly. He inched himself closer to her.Their lips touched in a sort of a short kiss but the moment they had, Hermione pulled away from him. She stared into those deep pools of green that were Harry's eyes. She reached her hand up to Harry's face and removed his glasses.

"Your eyes are beautiful," she began, "why do you hide them behind these things?" She flung his glasses over her shoulder, hearing them shatter a few feet behind her. She took her wand from the inside of her robes and pointed it between his eyes. "Acies Reparo!"

"Thanks!" Harry whispered. It felt odd not to have the black rimmed spectacles sitting atop his nose in order to see. It felt as if a weight had, literally, been lifted off of him.

Harry looked at his girlfriend. Her beautiful brown hair fell gracefully onto her shoulders, perfectly accentingthe cheek-line of her face. Her eyes were chocolate orbs that absorbed everything that dared look straight into them,Harry being one. He slowly raised his hand up to her face and brushed her cheek lightly with his fingertips. She shivered at his touch and this made Harry smile. She returned the gesture.

They once againstarted to inch towardeachother and their lips crashed into one another with firey passion. Harry felt his insides lurch as if he were still falling from the tower. He placed his hand on the small of her back while she wrapped her arms around his neck. Harry's hand slowly made it's way down to the hem of Hermione's shirt, then lifted up the shirt to gain entrance. His hand stroked the curvature of Hermione's back, her skin was SO soft.

Ron had been waiting down at the grounds for the two of them to come back down but after an hour or so he lost all patience and ran up to the dormitories and grabbed his Cleansweep and flew in the direction they had flown. After a minute of flying, He saw two black objects down at the astronomy tower, but the moment he touched down he wished he hadn't, for he saw Harry and Hermionesnogging the lives out of eachother.

Harry's hand had reached the clasp of Hermione's bra. He broke away to look Hermione in the eyes, he wasn't sure if she wanted to go this far. Hell, he was suprised she had let him go this far. Hermione used to be the dull, bookworm. Apparantly not anymore, she seemed as wild as a firecracker. Before Hermione could give Harry her reply, a small cough caused them to exchange looks of dread.

"And what's going on here!," Ron said hotly.

"Ron, I'm so sorry, we were going to tell you together!," Hermione said anxiously. Ron was red in the cheeks, on the verge of turning purple. He was so angry he was shaking.

"Ron, we can explain!," Harry said, but Ron had already turned to leave.

"I hope you two have a happy life!," he called back to them, and with that he had mounted his broom and was out of sight before anyone could stop him.

Later that night Harry and Hermione tried talking to Ron but he just wouldn't listen.

"Ron, just give us a minute to explain!," Hermione said.

"FINE!" Ron yelled. So Harry and Hermione explained everything fromwhy she hadfaked her relationship withhim to Harry's secret.....everything!

"So," Ron said, looking at Hermione, "you were just using me!"

"Well.....no, it's just....."

"And you," turning to Harry, completely ignoring her, "used that suicide gig to win Hermione's heart, didn't you!"

"No....Ron.....you've got it all wrong..."

"Tell it to someone who cares!" he yelled, and at that he stormed up to the boys dormitories.

"Well, we tried." Hermione said glumly. They sat on the couch in front of the fire until 1:00 a.m., just thinking to themselves. After a while the fire went out and for a few minutesit was alright until Hermione said: "I'm f-f-freezing!" Her teeth were chattering. Harry then conjured a blanket out of thin air and put it over themselves.

"That better?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded and snuggled closer to him. "I love You!" Harry whispered in her ear and she returned the gesture by pushing him over and kissing himhungrily on the lips. This went on forever unbeknownst to them that they were being watched by a very jealous Ron. Ron slumped glumly back up to the boys' dormitories. Everyone else was already asleep as Ron sank in to his four-poster bed, looking at his picture of the trio at Kings Cross.

Ron woke up before anyone else the next morning. He dressed quickly and ran down to the common room and once he got there he wish he hadn't, because he saw Harry and Hermione cuddled up together on the couch in front of the fire. He saw both of them stir and rushed down and through the portrait of the Fat Lady and toward the Great Hall.

Harry woke up before Hermione did but he didn't move because he didn't want to wake her. He just lay there, looking at her golden, brown hair. Suddenly, she stirred then blinked her eyes open. That's one thing he loved about her, her deep, dark brown eyes.....you could get lost in them!

"Good morning" he whispered into her ear and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

"'Mornin," she said sleepily, returning the kiss.

"Should we go get dressed then?" Harry asked. She nodded and stood up, combing her hair behind her ears. "I'll meet you back here." Harry said. They both went to their dormitories, everyone was starting to wake up by know. harry walked over tothe wardrobe, and selected a pair of khaki pants and a blue button-up shirt. He grabbed his school bag and headed down the dormitory stairs.They met back in the common room and set out to the Great hall together. When they got there it had already started to fill up. They made their way to where Seamus and Dean were sitting and Harry said: "Seamus, have you seen Ron, he wasn't in the dormitory."

"Yeah, he said he was going out for a fly." Harry and Hermione exchanged looks of uncertainty.

"Did he say where he was going to fly?" Harry asked anxiously.

"He just said he was going to go somewhere to think." And at that Harry and Hermione rushed out of the Great hall toward the grounds. Ron was probably still pissed about the goings-on the previous day.

A/N):Told 'ya it was more exciting. . .well, i think it was. Review people, I'll post Chapter Three by next friday if I don't get more than 15 reviews. You get it sooner if I get 15 or more! And remember, NO FLAMES! I HATE FLAMERS!!! -SilverSilencer15-