Wow! I really am surprised at all of the reviews that I got for the last chapter! I'm really honored.

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"Oh, great," I drawled sarcastically. "Now you know too? Fine then, Mione. What am I in denial of?" I looked at her with faked keen interest. She wouldn't look me in the eye and her face was bright red. I wanted to know what it was that was bothering her so.

"That you like me."

I stared. "Say what?"

Hermione wouldn't look me in the eye. She had let her long hair fall forward and hide her face. It was a feminine gesture that she never showed and I found it adorable.

"You're in denial of your feelings for me," she said again. Where does she come up with these thi- HOLY MERLIN! I JUST THOUGHT THAT SHE LOOKED ADORABLE! Okay, there's something seriously wrong with my head. Way too little sleep and too much homework. Yeah, yeah, that's it. I'm just insane. No romantic feelings here whatsoever. None. Nada. Zip.

"I am not in denial." I said forcefully. "It is not possible to be in denial of things that do not exist."

Hermione put her hands on her hips and huffed exasperatedly. "You are so thick!"

"I agree," was Ron's helpful contribution to this conversation. Up until this point he had been rolling around on the grass laughing his annoying little head off. So much for being my best mate.

I glared at Ron. "Oh, thanks. You are so helpful." Ron smiled and sat back, satisfied. He just doesn't understand the concept of sarcasm, does he?

"Well," Hermione said, "he's only taking the side of the one who is right. You like me."

How can she say that? "I do not!"

"Yes, you do!" she glared at me. "Harry, just admit it. You've been pining after me for the last three years. The least you can do for me now is admit to it."

Where does she get these ideas? "I have not been pining over you! There is no reason for me to like you. I mean, you're my best friend!"

"All the more reason to have feelings for her, mate," said Ron. "You already know that you can talk to her."

"And you know everything about me." Hermione spoke up.

"And she's good at listening."

"We're both interested in the same things."

"And didn't you say that she looked beautiful at the Yule Ball?" This was too much.

"Well, yes, but-" Ron but me off:

"No 'buts' about it! You like her and that's final."

"Don't I get a say in this?" I asked timidly. "It is my heart we're talking about after all."

"Not really." Ron said shortly.

"But shouldn't I be the one to say whether or not I like Hermione? You can't exactly tell me when to fall in love with someone."

"Look, mate," he spoke as if I was a very small child. "I have been your best friend for the last six years. I know you inside and out. And, from that point of view, I can tell exactly what feelings you have for our Mione."

"And those feelings are no more than those of friendship," Why couldn't they just understand this?

"Wrong again," Ron rolled his eyes. "You need to just fess up and take responsibility for your feelings. It'll get you nowhere to deny them for forever."

"You make it sound like a crime." Honestly, what was so terrible about being in denial? Which I'm not.

"Well, technically, it's not a crime," Hermione, speaking up for the first time in several minutes, looked thoughtful, "But it's not a very good thing to do. Trust me, I've been in denial about something for quite sometime. And it is not as easy as some would think."

"Ooh!" Ron squealed quite uncharacteristically. "What are you in denial of?"

"That," looked down her nose at him. "Is for me to know and you to never find out."

Ron just rolled his eyes again and turned back to me. "So, what we're saying, mate, is that you really like Hermione and you need to confess to it before it really gets to be bad. Because, as we all know, denial is something that can ruin your life."

"Exactly," Hermione continued for him. "So, we'll give you a few minutes, then you need to just come out and say it. It's really not that hard. Just 'I like you Hermione,' will do." They both settled back into a comfortable position, then looked up at me in expectancy.

That settles it. All of my friends are officially insane.

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So, what did you think? Is it as good as the first chapter? There was a lot more dialogue than the first one and I don't know if that's good or bad.

I'm going to take a vote on the next part of the story. All of y'all get to choose what you think should happen.

Option A: Harry spends a good long time thinking about all they've said, then eventually confesses to Hermione his love for her.

Option B: He's scared. He runs away and hides, confused and trying to figure out his feelings. This option will take a little bit longer (2 or 3 more chapters) to get them together.

Y'all pick what you want and I'll write whatever option got the most votes. If you have any other ideas, please tell them to me and I'll see if I could use them. Thanks for reading!

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