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Her hair, her face…he just couldn't take her eyes off of her. He knew he was staring, but he didn't care. He just loved the sight of her, as well as everything else about her.

"Harry!" Someone cried behind him. "Oi, Harry!" It was Ron, good old Ron. Coming out of his thoughts, he took his eyes off of his other best friend, Hermione.

"Ron!" He answered, laughing slightly, though he didn't quite know why. "How was your summer?"

As they both walked towards platform 9 and ¾, discussing the summer and slowly starting to change the subject into Quidditch, they both turned around as someone walked up behind them. Who else would it be? It was Hermione.

"Hello, Harry, Ron. Hope you had a good summer!" She said, sounding breathless. (She had to run to catch up with them.)

"H-Hermione!" Was the answer from both Harry and Ron. "Hi!"

Gathering his bearings first, Harry started to talk normally to her. "Pretty good, well, for the Dursleys anyway, but rather boring." Plastering a fake smile on his face, "How about your summer?"

With Voldemort on the rise, and with the whole Order telling him how dangerous anything he wanted to do was, he was basically confined to Privet Drive, and all he was able to do was grieve over Sirius and the prophecy that was coming closer to becoming fore filled.

As soon as Harry started answering, she regretted her question. She knew how he had spent his summer, alone in the Dursley home, with nothing to do except brood over Sirius's death. She had seen Ron, so she already knew how his summer had been. Why do you have to be so stupid, Hermione? How do you think his summer went? He lost the only person who he really cared for, and no one has filled that spot. Not that they'd want to, but after a year without him, you would think that this withdrawal would be done with!

He only thinks he lost the only person he really cared for. Hermione reminded herself, she couldn't help it. Harry was the Boy Who Lived, as well as one of her closest friends. It didn't really help that he was so unfairly cute!

"Oh, my summer was grand!"

As Hermione continued to tell them about her summer, they made their way onto the Hogwarts Express. Harry didn't hear a word of what she said, he was to busy noticing how much she had gone from his best friend, to the gorgeous creature that now graced his presence. He caught himself staring, and had to look away, much to his despair, but he could never make it that long.

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One the train, Harry was left, even if momentarily, to find a compartment for himself. Ron and Hermione had to go to the Prefect's cabin to check in and get the rounds schedule. Finding a cabin with Sean, Dean and Neville already inside, the swap of summer stories began.

When Ron and Hermione finally made their entrance, about ten minutes after the train began to move, room was made, and the idol talk about their seventh year began.

Other people came and went, but Harry hardly noticed, he said his hellos, but his eyes never left the window. He had finally found the perfect angle for him to catch Hermione's reflection. God, she is perfect. It's not like you'll ever get her though, mate. She's Hermione, she's so perfect, and she's too good for you. You're her friend; she doesn't have feelings for you. You have to get over her! How he had tried to do so over the long summer. He didn't really know when he started having feelings for her, but he knew he did now, and he wasn't all too happy that he had to get over her so soon. But he still couldn't stop thinking about her, and stared at her the entire train ride when she was actually in the compartment.

Poor thing, Hermione rationalized, He really misses Sirius. He's been staring out that stupid window the whole time! She wanted nothing more then to go over to him and comfort him, but she couldn't, he wouldn't appreciate it, and he would get angry again, just as he had when Sirius died. With a small sigh, and a quick glance at him, she went for her rounds.

As the conversation died down, something it rarely did, everyone else began to notice the strangeness of Harry's silence. But it seemed at that moment that he came back into the realm of the living, as soon as Hermione left the compartment, he began talking about the on coming Quidditch season; everyone was looking forward to that, Harry would get the Cup for Gryffindor once more as the best seeker the school had seen in a while.

As they began fantasizing about the look on the faces of every member of the Slytherin House when Harry came back against Malfoy, for another year and the look never got old.

As the train slowed to a halt, everyone went their separate ways off the train, only to meet again in the Great Hall moments later.

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Dumbledore made his customary beginning-of-a-new-year speech, only it had a darker overtone to it then in previous years. Everyone knew what caused this tone, Voldemort was coming back, rather strongly for that matter, and everyone, except a few Slytherins, feared for their lives and the lives of their loved ones. No on felt this as much as Harry did. He had yet to tell anyone about the prophecy, and it was starting weigh down on him.

With the end of the speech, and all of the first years getting aquatinted with their new house-mates, the food appeared. Half the table groaned as Hermione started going off with her S.P.E.W. rants, but she shortly stopped when people started ignoring her, and starting merry chats about food and summers and whatnot. The only person that was almost completely silent, no surprise though, was Harry. It was just a year ago when he had at least pretended to be okay after the Tri-Wizard Tournament, but that, the death of Sirius, and Voldemort coming after him; it was just too much to ask of him to pretend like everything was alright.

As the excitement of the night wore off, and sleep began to take over, the students made their way to their Houses, and went to bed, leaving what was left to be done until morning, and hoping to get classes they wanted, and not have to deal with those they didn't.

With a tired "Good night" the trio went their separate ways as sleep took them, and the real world gave in as slumber took over and dreams came.

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A/N: Whoo hoo! My first chapter of my first fanfic! YAY for me:Smiles: Anyway, I know the ending is kinda weird, but hey, give me a break, and it does have a purpose! YAY, intro to the second chapter is comeing! Let's see, today is Sunday, so I will try and have the second chapter up sometime within the week. Then I have spring break, so, for those that care, I should have more to post then! Ta ta for now!