A/N OMG! I was going to save this story onto my laptop and when the message box popped up, like a dork I hit NO and lost everything. So I took it as a sign that it wasn't good enough and without further ado my new and improved chapter 2! Enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW!

My Foolish Heart

By Frank Sinatra

The night is like a lovely tune
Beware, my foolish heart
how white the ever-constant moon
Take care, my foolish heart

There's a line between love and fascination
so hard to see on an evening such as this
for they both give the very same sensation
when you're lost in the magic of a kiss

This morning when Hermione woke up she had no idea that a few hours later she would be having a conversation like this with her long time best friend, Harry Potter. Hermione had truly started to believe that Harry would never see her more then a good friend, it was like a dream come true for her to be standing in the middle of a hallway and be so close to him that she might actually get to kiss her long time love. However, skeptical and stubborn Hermione were rearing their ugly heads and filling her head with self doubt. There were so many questions she wanted to ask but she didn't know where to start.

Harry and hoped that Hermione would return his feelings but he knew he had a lot to tell her, taking a step back he looked directly in her eyes and said. "Hermione there's so much I want, need to tell you about how I feel and how I know we are mean to be together." Hermione finally getting a hold of her senses looked at the man she dearly loved and asked. "Harry, why now, what made you suddenly realizes that you were meant to be with me?" Shocked that Hermione was finally responding to what he had been saying Harry sputtered a response. "Hermione, I was so afraid of ever taking things further, for a while I thought it might just be a crush. I got myself to believe that my feelings for you were just like a crush that I was just feeling this way because you are my best friend. I know that I have always felt more for you moine and for far too long I have been fighting my feelings. Too afraid that it would ruin our friendship never realizing that we were meant for each other, we were meant for so much more than friendship. At first I believed that maybe it was just a crush, that I was fascinated with you. I mean really who wouldn't' love such a beautiful and intelligent woman. I tried so hard to push my feelings aside, I dated girls that I didn't really feel anything for, and it was torture every time I was with them I would be thinking of you and every time they said or did something I would think of what you might do or what you would say or how much better you were then any of them, then I started to believe you would never give me a chance because you would know that I don't deserve to be with a girl, no woman as wonderful as you." Not able to hold back any longer Hermione interrupted. "Harry, how could you even think such a thing? I'm not that great, I'm book smart but when it comes to life I'm a real dunce." Shocked that Hermione was saying something that was so blatantly untrue Harry vehemently shook his head and said "No Hermione, I am the dunce here I should have told you long ago how I felt instead of lying to you and me, trying to force myself into relationships I never really wanted to be in simply because I was too scared."

Hermione had felt many different emotions over the last few moments but at hearing that Harry's feelings for her were more then platonic, she was scared more then anything and angry with Harry, she saw everything not as a dream come true but more as some sort of sick game that he was playing. "Harry I don't know what to do or what to say, I'm so scared of what we are doing and I just don't understand it. Harry why couldn't you talk to me, why did you need to be with other girls when you knew that I was the one…how am I to know that this won't pass after a few months and next you'll be saying you've changed your mind and now love or think you love someone else, I couldn't take that. I can't risk my heart in such a way, I can't do this."

At those words Hermione pushed passed Harry feeling the desperate need for fresh air she ran to the lakeside; to her sanctuary be the tree. She felt the hot tears rushing down on her flushed cheeks and she collapsed onto the ground, she cried for what she had heard, she cried for what she had said and she also cried for what she believed would never be. Hermione granger all around no it all had really mucked up her life. "What am I to do now, things will never be the same..."

"They were meant to change, please Hermione give me a chance to prove to you that this isn't some passing phase, that my feelings for you are real." Hermione was stunned she had no idea that Harry had come after her. "Please don't be upset with me for following you but I can't leave things like this, especially with you Hermione."

Hermione looked as though she was going to say something she would surely regret so Harry interrupted her "please Hermione, please hear me out…" Hermione looked at Harry and simply nodded for him to continue. "Hermione you have always been there for me as cliché as it sounds I would be lost without you. Your friendship and love are the most important things in my life. I'm so grateful for you; there aren't enough words in the English language to describe how happy I am to have you in my life…"

"But Harry how can you say these things what about Susan, and Cho and that summer with Lavender?"

"Hermione how do you feel about me?"

"That's beside the point Harry Potter; you're just trying to change the subject"

"NO, NO I'm not the point I'm trying to make here is that I have feelings for you and I'm hoping you do as well..."

"I'm not going to lie and say that I've known from the very moment I laid eyes on you I fell instantly in love… at the crestfallen look on Hermione's face Harry continued

I say that I didn't fall in love instantly because I didn't know what love is, not until you showed me. But you are my best friend, I was so scared that you didn't feel the same way and I thought if I confessed my feelings for you, you wouldn't feel the same and it would just ruin our friendship. So I pushed my feelings back doing my best to look at you as just a friend, you have no idea how many times I lost myself in your beautiful brown eyes

I do love you so very much, you have no idea how much, I realized a while ago but I'm such a coward."

Hermione had been listening intently the whole time, when she heard Harry speak so beautifully about how he felt for her she interrupted…

"When did you realize?"

"I should have told you sooner, I'm such a daft git… huh, what was that?"

"I said when did you realize you loved me?"

With a slight smile Harry spoke about one of his most treasured memories. "You probably don't remember but it was late one night in the common room, it was just the two of us and you were telling me how I should consider teaching, you are such a passionate person Hermione and when I sat there listening to you I realized you cared more about me then anyone else and you truly did look past the whole name thing and just saw me as Harry, I wanted so desperately to kiss you then, you looked so beautiful sitting there by the firelight"

His lips are much to close to mine
Take care, my foolish heart
but should our eager lips combine
then let the fires start

For this time it isn't fascination
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
This time it's love
This time it's love, my foolish heart

For this time it isn't fascination
Nor a dream that will fade and fall apart
This time it's love
This time it's love, my foolish heart

"Harry, you are such a sweet and wonderful person I want to be with you more than anything, I don't know why I'm fighting it now that this dream is so close to coming true."

"Hermione, you are as scared as I am but I know that together we can do anything, please Hermione please be mine?"

I always was yours Harry and I always will be. At those words she stepped closer to Harry, knowing that this was the moment she had been dreaming about she reached her hand up behind Harry's neck, she could feel his breath as she closed her eyes waiting for that perfect moment…

"Oy you two, where have you been?"

A/N I've always wanted to do a cliffy, it seems so mean but I just couldn't resist. This is the last time though I think if you go over one cliffhanger per story it's just plain mean. If I promise you an H/HR kiss next chapter will you review? Or dear reader do you prefer begging. Well I am a Vasquez so I don't beg so I will just remind you that a kind word will make my day and encourage me to write more.