Summary: Hermione is starting out the summer after fifth year with many things running through her mind: Harry and his sanity, Ginny and her re-developing fondness for a certain "boy who lived", changes in herself, and surprisingly, Ron Weasley. Then, she gets invited to spend the rest of her summer with Weasleys. What's a girl to do? R/H of course, with some H/G and F/A to come.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I swear. All I own are some of my ideas that are about to unfold. God help us all...

Life, Love and Teenage Insanity

By: Bandgeek

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Chapter 1: One track mind

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Hermione knew she was a smart girl. She had surpassed most of the children in her old school pretty rapidly, and her teachers had even said she was a bit of a genius. Yes, she knew she was smart.

Then why couldn't she stop thinking about him?

This was not the smart thing to do. She should be doing her homework and studying her books to get ready for her next year at Hogwarts. She should be researching spells that could quite possibly help Harry in the near future, but she wasn't. She wasn't doing any of these things. She wanted to of course, and she even had her books out in front of her on her bed. Everytime she tried however, her mind would race back to thoughts of a certain redheaded boy...

No.

Stop that right now. There are more important things that need attention. Not his gorgeous red hair, or his recently toned body, or even the slight stubble that's always on his chin...

She was too absorbed in her thoughts to notice that, once again, her eyes were glazed over and she was falling face first off of her bed.

"OUCH!"

"MEOOW!"

"Sorry Crookshanks..." she said as she picked herself up from the floor of her bedroom. Crookshanks, not seeming very forgiving, stalked out of the room while giving her a dirty look. She sighed, and sat back down on her bed. As soon as she did, her mother came running up to her door.

"Hermione?! Are you alright? You're father and I were getting ready to leave for work and we heard a loud crash. Did something fall?"

"Yeah, I did."

Her mother gave her an incredulous look. "Hermione, that has to be the fourth time this week! Are you sure you're alright?"

"I know mum...It was an accident. I'm fine. Really!" She put on a fake smile. As fine as any girl who's having sexual daydreams about one of her best friends can be...

"Okay, but if you need anything, feel free to call me."her mother told her as she started downstairs. She turned around once again, however, to give her another look. A look that Hermione swore said "my daughter is throwing herself off her bed everyday and I think a psychiatrist might be in order".Then, she turned back around and went downstairs.

Hermione laid down on her bed and let her mind wander. Lately, she had many things on her mind. She was worried about Harry and how he was handling the death of his godfather. He had gone through so much, and he deserved to have some happiness come into his life. Just when that was on it's way, however, he had to be let down once again. She loved Harry to death; he was like the brother she always wanted. But Harry was pushing people away right now, and this was a time that he really needed his friends.

She was also thinking about her conversations she had with Ginny only a few weeks ago. Ginny had become a sister to her, and they had shared many secrets. Ginny had told her that she thought she was starting to like Harry all over again. It wasn't like her crush before, however. She never fumbled for words or got nervous around him, but that was because she had gotten to know him. Yes, Ginny Weasley was falling for her brother's best friend. Hard.

The last thing she had on her mind was herself. In the past couple of weeks, the first weeks of break, she had noticed many boys looking at her whenever she went out with her parents. Some would just stare, a few brave ones would whistle, but that had told her something. She was growing up.

She got up and walked over to her mirror. She saw deep, brown eyes and a small nose. Her teeth were now a decent size, but she had always thought her ears were a little large. Her hair wasn't as bushy, and instead, it fell past her shoulders in nice curls. She looked down and saw a chest that wasn't too big, but wasn't to small either. These are probably why I've suddenly gotten looks from boys...they are nice, though. She looked back into the mirror and noticed that she had a cute figure. She smiled a genuine smile and realized that she was very pretty. Then, she frowned. This brought her to another subject.

She had been thinking about Ron a lot more lately. She was starting to like him in a whole new way, and it scared her. He was her best friend! She wasn't supposed to be thinking about his gorgeous face, his tall, built body, the way he laughed or the way he talked to her...What bothered her even more, however, was that she wasn't the only one who noticed. She caught many girls drooling over him, flirting with him and many girls resented her for being so close to him...

Now I'm rambling. I shouldn't even be worrying about this! He doesn't like me like that, and I just need to be reasonable and forget about these feelings.

She walked back to her bed and sat down in front of her books. "Now, I need to get this work finished. Maybe a little music would help."

Little did she know, her previous object of attention was having similar thoughts about one of his best friends, also...

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