Chapter 5- All grown up

A/N: I took some part out because it was too long.

It was a dark Saturday night where Hermione was thinking about how Harry and she met. It has been several years since Hermione and Harry were dating. Now, they have grown up and are now 15. She remembered when they were still 11 and every day, Harry would give her a ride on his bicycle. She thought that Harry was a heartless prat, but she got to know him and became an "item". Of course when Hermione heard that Cho was going to slap her for being with Harry, Harry was there to make her feel better. Hermione considered Cho as not an enemy. It was the opposite for Cho. Hermione slowly got out of her chair and carefully made out of her/aunt's room. She knocked softly on Harry's door. (A/N: like I said, Hermione's aunt and Harry's family are roommates and Lupin)

"Harry? Are you asleep?" Hermione asked softly.

"Hey Hermione! No, I'm not asleep. I was just doing homework. You want to come in?" Harry asked her.

"If it's okay with you." Hermione said and went inside his room.

"Oh yea" Hermione took out a glove out of her pocket.

"It's a little something for Christmas. I know it's only one pair, but the other pair will be done before Christmas." Hermione said to Harry.

"Thanks Hermione!" Harry took the glove.

The glove was white and had a smiley face on the front.

"Just remember, when you put on this glove, you'll be happy." Hermione said cheerfully.

"I'll remember!" Harry exclaimed.

"Oh yea. Speaking of Christmas. I've got the best Christmas present! Just like you, I'm working on it. You already know it. It's the song I'm working on." Harry said.

Harry took out a white sheet. On the front, it said Hermione's Song. This song was dedicated to Hermione. Harry handed the sheet to her. Although she was blind, she felt that this white sheet was very important to her.

"It's a song I wrote about you. Want me to play it?" Harry asked.

"I love to hear it!" Hermione exclaimed.

Then, Harry took out his guitar and played his song. The song was wonderful and rang in Hermione's ears. She fell in love with the song. She felt like she was in heaven.

"Oh Harry! This is the most wonderful song I ever heard!" Hermione exclaimed with joy.

"Yea. It'll be more beautiful when I finish it!"

When Hermione went back to her room, all she could think was about the wonderful song Harry had made for her. In her mind, she was thinking 'I'll be singer, and you'll (Harry) be composer' it was a wonderful job.

AN: I'll try to update more! No complains!