Toiling with love.
Disclaimer: I do not and never will own Harry Potter. I only own professor Nitter-snitch
It was the day before school started and Harry was lying on his back in the burrow with his best friends Ron and Hermione. Harry couldn't wait to get back to school, he had been 16 for only a short while but everything seemed to change. He noticed a few very odd things, such as he had filled out a lot more and had a rather impressive 6 pack. He kept thinking to himself maybe he could finally pluck up the courage to ask Hermione out, He had liked her for the last two years and done nothing about it.
"Harry!" shouted Hermione from her bedroom, Harry nearly melted, he loved to her voice.
"Yeah! Is everything ok?" he replied getting off of his bed.
"Just wondered if you could help me pack," she said opening the door. Harry nodded and followed Hermione to Ginnies bedroom where Hermione had been sleeping. After about half an hour they had finished, Harry looked up from the floor where he was searching for anything they had missed and saw Hermione looking at him. When she noticed that he saw her she looked back down suddenly extremely interested in her shoes, Harry looked away quickly and smiled to him self and thought "maybe she does like me" engrossed in this thought he didn't notice Hermione going red, Harry soon snapped out of it, just in time to see Hermione close her trunk and open the door.
Harry and Hermione headed down for dinner after lugging her trunk to the landing, Harry decided to break the awkward silence first.
"Are you happy to be going back to school?" he asked, feeling stupid. Hermione nodded still examining her shoe as she walked down the stairs, suddenly Hermione slipped, Harry grabbed her and pushed her against the wall to stop her falling any further. Hermione and Harry blushed simultaneously; this was rather embarrassing for both of them.
"Sorry." Harry said letting go of Hermione. Hermione just smiled and carried on down the stairs once again watching her shoes.
No one spoke at the table until they were all finished.
"Right, time for bed." Mrs Weasly said clearing the dishes " all of you!" she said when Fred and George gave her a very filthy look.
Harry went straight up stairs to bed, but couldn't get to sleep one because Ron was nattering in his ear and two because he was worried about what would happen this year. After a while Harry drifted off thinking of who would be his new defence against the dark arts teacher.