Ah, yes. 6th year at Hogwarts. The save the day 3 can't wait to go back. Harry was having an awful summer like usual at the Dursely's…until Ron and the guys busted him out. They have all grown up more over the past few years but still had their little quirks.

"No, see. The rules say to go to the red circles if you have a blue chip."

Ron and Harry were already packed and waiting at the train station for their trip.

"Yes, Ron, but we aren't playing that part of the game. We said we were going to play the Wish Wash One part." Harry came back with.

"Yea but…Harry?….Hellooo? Harry?" Ron didn't understand.

Harry was staring blankly past him. Every one of his words going in one ear and straight out the other. Ron turned around and instantly realized what he was mesmerized by.

Hermione had grew a lot over the summer. Her hair was…straight?

"Hermione?" Harry mumbled.

"What did you do!" Ron yelled like he was disgusted .

"You, you don't like it?" Hermione stuttered, fiddling with a few front pieces of her hair.

"Bloody Hell No" Ron replied.

Hermione looked at her watch to get rid of the uncomfortable silence.

"Ugh, where is that train, it's already 9:00" She mumbled.

The train had come late and as usual, they sat all in one room

"And look at your hair!" Ron continued from his former insults at the station. Hermione just sat there quietly.

Harry, sitting next to Ron, didn't say a word.

"I mean it's hideous. I always pictured you as the bookworm with frizzy, bushy hair. Not a…a beauty queen." Everyone just sat in stillness.

Directing himself to Harry…

"Well, I don't know about you and Ms. Too Good For Us, but…I am hungry."

"Again?" Harry said. "We just ate like, 2 hours ago." "Actually, it took you 2 hours to eat, we were done." Harry mumbled the last part to himself.

" Yeah, well I'm hungry. C ya all later." Ron said and stormed off to eat in the dining car.

Harry looked over to Hermione, who was sitting with her head hanging down. He got up and said next to her.

"Are my glasses fogging up or is someone crying over here?" Harry said.

She sniffed and started to wipe the tears off her face.

"I'm fine." She said as she slowly picked her head up.

Harry sighed.

"Hermione" He whispered. Putting his fingers under her chin to lift her head to face him.

He took the end of his green sweatshirt and wiped the rest of the tears under her eyes.

"It's not hideous Hermione. It's bloody beautiful, stunning and striking. Don't listen to what Ron says… You should have learned that by now, I'm very disappointed in you"

Hermione gave a small laugh and smiled. Which seemed to reflect off Harry because she could see a smile on his face too.

By the time Ron came back, Both Harry and Hermione had fallen asleep. He came back licking his fingers and STILL had a piece of chocolate cake in his hands. He started to opened the doors but gradually closed them.

Harry was leaning against the window asleep and Hermione was asleep on his shoulder.

He always knew they should be together, but they just won't admit, the…important…information.

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