Hermione and Harry slept next to each other through the entire night.

Harry woke up with Hermione face touching his. The feeling sent a chill down his spine. The warm skin of her face was smooth as could be. He decided she needed a little more sleep so he laid there with her. If he got up, it would have woken her. Finally, Harry made his mind up that it was time to wake her up. It was around 12:00 already.

"Hermione, Hermione it's time to get up." He whispered in her ear.

She groaned and dug her face into his shoulder.

"Hermione, Hermione." He softly sung to her.

She sighed and gradually opened her eyes to see Harry's face.

She smiled and slightly blushed. She was between the back of the couch and Harry. Her arms were holding on to him and her face was incredibly close to his. Their faces almost touching. The sight sent a chill down her spine. Harry smiled bright.

"Do you want some breakfast? Actually lunch. It's 12:00 already. If I let you sleep any longer, you would have missed the whole day." Harry said.

"Yeah sure. That sounds brilliant." Hermione answered.

Hermione nervously laughed a bit.

"Oh, sorry" She said. Harry had to move her arms off his chest to get up.

"Don't worry." He stood up and put her hands together.

Hermione, at a snail's pace, sat up.

Harry soon brought over some hot chicken noodle soup.

"Mmm, my favorite." Hermione said, smelling the sizzling soup in front of her.

"I know" Harry said.

Hermione looked up and smiled.

Nobody spoke through the lunch until the silence was broken in the middle.

Hermione cleared her throat and Harry gazed at her.

"Um, Harry, I just…I just want to say…thanks. You know for, slamming me into the wall and forcing that nasty potion in my mouth." Hermione smiled.

Harry laughed.

"You're welcome Hermione. And…sorry for all that. Slamming you into the wall and all." Harry said, kind of embarrassed about it.

Hermione got up and sat close to Harry and looked him in the eye.

"Don't worry about it…I know why you did." She whispered. Harry gazed in her eyes. Those melted chocolate eyes would melt any guy's heart.

Harry slowly leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek.

He leaned back up, smiled and kind of nervously laughed. Neither of them knew what to say.

Hermione tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and went back to her soup.

She sipped some soup and looked up at Harry. She nearly spit out her soup laughing.

Harry was trying to balance some of the noodles on his nose.

Harry started to laugh too.

"Hey, hey, I've almost got it here." Harry said smiling. He loved seeing Hermione laugh. She hasn't been this relaxed in a long time.

Hermione's POV of this moment

He's so funny. Harry you are so great. Man, I wish I could tell you how I feel. Why did you kiss me on the cheek. It was probably just a 'everything's good' kiss. It meant nothing.

Harry's POV of this moment

I love this. I love seeing you relaxed and not all tense Hermione. I wonder if kissing her was a mistake. It was pretty forward. I mean, I just leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. Oh man, how could I have resisted though.

Everyone had gone on the Hogsmeade trip so Harry and Hermione had the common room all to themselves for the whole day. They watched movies, had pillow fights, made pudding for some reason and made each other laugh. It was possibly the most fun they have ever had together.

It was now around 6:00. They weresitting on the couch having a staring contest. They didn't know who was winning…until Harry blinked.

"Yeah! I win!" Hermione shouted and threw her arms into the air but they quickly came back down.

"Ow!" Hermione said holding her arm.

"Hermione what is it?" Harry asked with a worried face.

Harry looked on the back of her shoulder. She was cut and bleeding.

"Hermione you're hurt. When did this happen?" Harry asked.

"I don't know. Maybe... Oh you know what, I bet it happened when I fell during our last pillow fight."

Harry looked around on the ground where she fell. Sure enough, he found the shards of the broken tea cup. One, having blood on the tip. Harry picked it up and showed it to Hermione.

"Sit here, I'll get the first aid kit."

Harry came back with the first aid kit in hand and a wet cloth.

"Ok turn around." Harry told her.

He sat down on the couch and slid the spaghetti strap of her shirt down her arm.

Harry dabbed the cut with the cloth. Washing the blood off.

"Ok, this might sting a little." Harry said..

Harry squeezed some of the antibiotic cream onto the wet cloth and set it on the cut.

Hermione took a sharp intake of breath.

"You okay?" Harry asked her.

"Yea, yea, I'm good" She replied.

Harry finished up and placed a bandage over her shoulder then set the shirt strap back over the bandage.

Harry placed his hands on her shoulders and leaned over to her ear.

"There, all done, all good." Harry rubbed her shoulders a bit.

Hermione closed her eyes.

"That feels good." She said.

"Does it?" Harry said.

Harry set the first aid kit aside and started to rub Hermione's shoulders. Being careful not to hurt the wounded area.

Harry stopped a second and then ran his finger down the backher neck. It sent a chill down her spine.

Suddenly the door burst open and all the Gryffindors started coming in talking and blabbing.

Harry and Hermione quickly separated to the ends of the couch and sat there.

They both looked over at each other.

Harry winked.

Hermione smiled.