Author's Note: I'm sure you're all really sick of my one shot song fics, but hey, I write when I'm frustrated and right now I'm very frustrated. So here you go. There are more to come I assure you.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters, nor do I own the song. JK Rowling is the brilliant mind behind Harry Potter and Alexz Johnson performs "Your Eyes."

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Hermione Granger sat listening to a Muggle CD player in Godric's Hollow. The CD playing was a mix that she had picked up when she, Harry, and Ron had stopped at store months ago. The songs were all varied, but the majority fit her current mood.

She and Ron had officially broken up that day. He told her that he had known it wasn't going to work almost from the start of their search for the Horcruxes. When she asked him why he told her that he could always see in her eyes that she wanted to be with someone else, and he wouldn't be the one to keep her from pursuing the man she really wanted. She had tried to deny it, but in the end she knew it was no use. Ron smiled and told her not to worry, that they would always be friends, and to make his best friend happy.

Hermione had no idea that Ron was perceptive enough to realize her feelings, but he continued to surprise her. She couldn't quite remember when she fell in love with Harry, but it had been a long time before her and Ron had ever gotten together. So now she was listening to the CD, feeling a combination of guilt for stringing Ron along, and longing for the man she didn't have.

A certain song came on and she listened to the lyrics intently. The song captured exactly what her feeling for Harry embodied. When the track ended she replayed it and paused after every phrase so that she could write the lyrics down and remember the song. As she wrote she thought about the meaning of the words to her.

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If I was drowning in the sea
Would you dive right in and save me?
If I was falling like a star
Would you be right there to catch me?

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'Well that's no contest, of course Harry would save me. He's done it countless times already. I can always count on him for that,' Hermione thought.

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If I was dreaming of your kiss
Would you look right through me?

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'Well, that's the problem isn't it? If he knew how I feel, how would he respond? Would he ignore it, reject me?'

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On the street I'm waiting
In my heart it's raining

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Hermione sighed. Well that was certainly appropriate wasn't it? Every day she felt like she was standing there in front of him, arms thrown wide, waiting for him to realize how much she needed him and tell her he needed her too.

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Your eyes are holding up the sky
Your eyes make me weak, I don't know why
Your eyes make me scared to tell the truth
I thought my heart was bullet-proof
Now I'm dancing on the roof
And everybody knows I'm into you

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Her breath caught as she wrote those words down on the parchment in front of her. How could one song capture her feelings so accurately? Every time she looked into the emerald depths of her best friend's eyes, she felt a kaleidoscope of emotions. She felt as if her knees would go weak, she felt joy and pain, and an overwhelming fear that she would never get to look into those beautiful eyes again. Her heart would clench and she would have to look away to prevent the tears coming to her eyes.

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If my heart was sadder than a song
would you still listen?
If my tears fell on you, one by one
would you see them glisten?

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Hermione didn't even feel her own tears fall as she continued to write. Emotions she tried so hard to conceal were swirling to the surface, caught in a tidal wave of knowledge and sensations.

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On the street I'm waiting
in my heart it's raining

Your eyes are holding up the sky
Your eyes make me weak I don't know why
Your eyes make me scared to tell the truth
I thought my heart was bullet-proof
Now I'm just dancing on the roof

Every single thing you say makes me want to run away
sometimes love's a rainy day but life goes on

Your eyes are holding up the sky
Your eyes make me weak, I don't know why
Your eyes make me scared to tell the truth
I thought my heart was bullet-proof
But I'm dancing on the roof
And everybody knows I'm into you

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As she finished writing the lyrics down she heard the sound of footfalls at her back.

"Mione?" Harry asked quietly.

Hermione quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. "Yeah?"

"Oh. I heard the music and I just wanted to see if you were okay. A lot of what you were listening to seems pretty sad."

"I suppose a lot of it was. But I'm okay, just in a funny mood."

"Okay. If you're sure." She heard a sigh and slowly receding footsteps and was compelled to jump to her feet.

"No, Harry I'm not okay."

He turned back to face her and his eyes filled with immediate concern at the tears on her face. "Mione? What's wrong?"

She took a deep breath. " Harry, I have to tell you something that may make you uncomfortable, but I really need to get it off my chest okay?" He nodded. "I can't think of a good way to say this. I'm sure you know by now that Ron and I broke up. He broke up with me because he knew that I wanted someone else, and that someone… well that someone is you."

Harry's eyes widened marginally and he went to say something, but she stopped him.

"No. Let me finish. I've felt this way for a long time, and I need to get this all off of my chest. Harry Potter, I am completely, head over heels in love with you. Maybe I always have been. That's how I feel."

After such a dramatic declaration she had nothing to say, so she just stood there. After several heavy seconds of silence she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Please say something!"

Rather than say something, Harry chose to act. Before she could say another word he closed the distance between them, gathered her in his arms, and kissed her. Hermione's heart leaped into her throat and she wrapped her arms around him, deepening the kiss. When they pulled away she dropped her head to his chest and breathed deeply.

"Okay, that was…"

"Yeah," Harry replied. He brought his hand to her chin and raised her face to look at him. "Why did you wait so long to tell me?"

"You have so much going on in your life. I figured you didn't need a crazy girl confessing her undying love for you to add to the pile."

He smiled. "Well. Hermione, I feel there's something I have to tell you. I've never had a relationship last because there's always been another girl in the back of my mind. That other girl is you." Hermione laughed at his repetition of her speech. "Hermione Granger, I am completely, head over heels in love with you. And
I always have been."

Tears sprung to her eyes and she hugged him tight.

"That's quite the declaration Mr. Potter. Thank Merlin for it."

He looked down into her eyes and smiled. "I love you Hermione."

"And I love you Harry Potter."

Ron stuck his head down the stairs. "About bloody time."