Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter†only this particular plot line

Written by: RR and TP (no real names)

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CHAPTER 6

Author's note: I received lots review about how Hermione always write 'Love Hermione' at the end of her letters†Instead of admitting a mistake, I will say this. Harry was thinking so much about Harry, the he saw anything a possible sign she may like him. Hermione also wasn't thinking straight, or else she would have brought up that she did that at the end of all her letters.

PS for all who keep asking, note the PG-13 rating, it is not R, but PG-13, meaning that all material in this is and will be okay for 13 year olds to read, while it is possible it may change, it will be to language (which I doubt) or violence(which I also doubt)

That night, Harry and Hermione feel asleep in a deep embrace. Harry opened his eyes early in the morning. He felt around, and noticed Hermione wasn't there. He sat up, and still saw no sight of her. He feared it may have been a dream. He sleepily walked out into the hall, and saw Hermione come out of the bathroom. He breathed a sigh of relief, very quietly.

"What was that about?" she asked.

"Oh," he said, "Nothing."

Her hair was wet, and she was wearing a white bathrobe.

"You were oddly quiet last night Potter," Harry heard Dudley's voice from behind him, "Are you bad in bed?"

"We di" Harry said but, Hermione cut him off.

"For your information he is very good in that particular area, not that is any of your business," she said, as she started to pull Harry into his room. Harry's and Dudley's eyes widened.

She closed the door, and Harry said, "What?"

"That shut him up," she remarked, "The fat slob."

"Yeah but we didn't..."

"So what? He doesn't know that."

"That sounded like what Hargid told me at the end of the first year."

"Exactly, you listened to him didn't you?" she said, "Don't you think this room is too small?"

"Ummmm, yeah, but what does that have to do with anything."

She took out her wand and swished it. The room enlarged by about twenty feet in each direction. She swished her wand again to add a bathroom that seemed to stick out the side of the house, even though you couldn't see it from outside.

"Hermione the ministry will know."

"Yes but they are far to busy, and Fudge may be sacked soon anyway."

"Why?"

"Everyone thinks he isn't a good leader, after he didn't believe about Voldemort's return."

"You know, I forgot to do this," Harry said as he kissed her, "Good morning."

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"Oh, look," Luna said, "A letter from my dad!"

"Did he find anything?" Ron inquired.

"No, not yet"

"I'm sure he will"

"I thought you didn't believe in them?"

"I can't change my mind?"

She smiled and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

"For the hundredth time, I'm fine!"

Why is she so concerned? he thought. Could it be she likes me?

"Luna, why are you so concerned?" he asked.

"Oh, I, well, you got hurt," she blushed, "and if you badly injured, I would be sad because you're my friend, and friends are supposed to be concerned about each other"

Her rambling was completely un-convincing to Ron.

Okay, she likes me, but what should I do?

"Ummmm†do you l-l-like†me?" He stuttered.

She blushed more this time.

"Well, uhhhh, maybe a little"

There was a long awkward pause. Ron broke it the best way he could think of.

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Harry walked towards the park, holding Hermione's hand.

"Damn," he said, as Dudley and his gang walked into view. They surrounded Harry and Hermione.

Peirs Polkiss walked up to Harry and said, "Oh look Potty, got yourself a whore?"

Before he had really finished the last word, Harry's fist collided with Peirs' nose. The crunch told everyone it had been broken, and then it started to bleed. Days later Harry would hear about how Peirs' was corned but twenty kids, and almost beat them all before being defeated, a story devised to keep the gang's honor, instead of telling people one of their best fighters had been downed by weak little Potter.

When Harry and Hermione got to the park, they sat down on a bench and talked. They talked about the upcoming school year.

"I got perfect on all my OWL's," Hermione said.

"Good job."

"I decide to go for being an Auror."

"I just squeaked into all the necessary classes," Harry said.

They conversation migrated to who they thought would be the new DADA teacher, and then landed on other students.

"I heard Neville did surprisingly well on his OWL's," Hermione said.

"That good for him," Harry said, a little surprised, "I knew he could do it. How about Ron?"

"I don't know, but I know Luna is staying at his house for the rest of summer, or at least until we all go to Grimauld place."

"Do you think they finally realized that they like each other?"

"It would be about time."

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The kiss was awkward at first, but Ron and Luna got the hang of it after a while. They were having fun too, until Ginny showed up.

"Oh!" she said surprised, as Ron and Luna broke apart, blushing, "I hope I didn't disturb anything"

They were both silent.

Ginny exhaled a breath that she had been holding, "Finally! It was sooooooo obvious. Everyone seemed to know except you guys!"

"What?" Ron and Luna asked at the same time.

Ginny giggled, "They way you talked to each other, the way you looked at each other†It was so obvious that you like each other."

"I thought it was obvious Harry and Hermione liked each other," Luna remarked.

"Oh, do you think so," Ginny said slowly, "I didn't think so"