A/N: Okay, I promised the last chapter was going to be a short with just one chapter, but then I realized that yes there actually is a chapter that precedes it. As I have mentioned before these are very edited chapters from my fic "Looking Back On Love" So if you like these shorts, check that out for the full story, if I don't start getting reviews on that one, I'm taking it down, because I don't know where it's going anyways.

Anyways, hope you enjoy, and as always you read: you review.

Never been in love
Because a girl like me
Never has someone to care for
Never thought there could be
Someone special for me

A melody filled her dreams, her thoughts, her sleep. She couldn't get past it, albeit she didn't really try very hard. His soft voice seemed to fill her very soul. It's all she knew, all she could remember, all she cared about. And as it repeated over and over again, in her sleepy trance, as the last few bars faded from her heart, the first few rays of sunshine filtered through the Common Room windows, and into her closed eyelids. They slowly opened, and met the world before her. As she took her first few breaths, after waking up, it hit her. She was in love. It happened so fast, she wasn't expecting it. His words, his song, his arms around her as she slept. "His arms!", her mind exclaimed, as she realized she was still in his grasp. Oh, how she never wanted to move from this very spot, ever again.
But now I'm all in love
Because a girl like me
Waited patiently for someone
Someone to care for me
She sighed, and closed her eyes again. If he wasn't awake to take his arms away from her, she wasn't going to be the one to wake him. This would more than likely be the first and last time that this would ever happen, she was going to relish in it for all that it was worth. She settled herself back into his arms, it felt right. It felt complete, it felt perfect. She was desperately hoping, that time would stop for even a few hours, just so they could go on as they were. As she herself slowly started to drift back to sleep. Harry stirred, unbeknownst to Hermione. Last nights events seemed surreal to him, as well. He couldn't believe his luck, Hermione, his Hermione, was asleep in his arms
And there will never be
No more lonely, no more just me
I've been there before
Ain't going no more
And now that you're here I
Never want to say goodbye love
Never want to be without you
If you had told Harry a few hours ago that he would end up ending the day by singing Hermione to sleep, and having her sleep in his arms, he would have told you that divination was just not your area of expertise. He could have never believed in a million years something like this would happen, it just didn't make much sense. Him and Hermione as far as he was concerned, were two ships passing in the night. He knew his own feelings, and he had a small inkling of hers, but the timing was never right. Something was always going wrong, whether it be school, or not wanting to hurt Ron, or the ever present fear of terror that seemed to follow Harry wherever he may be. There was always something. Yet, he had a feeling that maybe all of that was changing for him.

He wanted things to stay this way. This was a new beginning for him. A beginning leading to the way things were meant to be. He could honestly say, that he had never been happier. If he could help it all, he was never going to let go. He could sleep this way, for the rest of his life, if he were allowed to. He only wished that it was possible. To him, the thought of himself being with Hermione Granger, was just a dream. It was never going to happen. They were best friends, and he would probably just get in the way of her study habits, he was certain that was the last thing that she wanted him to do. There seemed to be a million things keeping them apart, her grades, their friends, their families, his destiny. He never thought it possible for the two of them just to simply be. That's all he really wanted. He didn't care about the fame of being "the boy who lived" anymore, come to think of it he never really had anyway. He didn't care what he was destined to do, or who he was fated to defeat. It didn't matter right now, there was only one other being in the world besides himself. And he was going to do everything in his power to make her happy. And though this may just be a one time thing, and though he may never get the chance to be with Hermione for good, if the chance were to arrive, he'd be ever so happy to do it. It just felt so right.

No more crying, no denying
I'm in love with you
And now that you're here
I never wanna say goodbye love
"Wake up Love." He whispered in to her ear.

He was sure of it, he never wanted to say goodbye. Never.