A/N - i couldn't resist! i had to update! thank you to my reviwers (all 4 of you! lol) i'm going away for two weeks soon, so, ill try and post as many chapters as i can before then. im glad you are liking the fic, this chapter is the closest thing (for a while) to cute, in relationship terms, so enjoy, please r&r when done.

disclaimer - if i created these characters i would be a lot richer than i currently am.

CHAPTER FIVE

"Hello, Hermione" She sped up in the hallway pretending she didn't hear his voice. He sped up too.

"I said, hello Hermione" She turned a corner and looked for a group of people she could blend into, but the corridor was empty. He grabbed her arm and she swung around to face him.

"Hello, Hermione"

"Hello, Viktor"

"How are you doing?"

"Very well, thank you"

"You tell anyone about me and you'll wish you hadn't"

"Is that a threat, Mr Krum?"

"I'd call it more of a warning" He let go of her arm and Hermione quickly walked away and looked back, to see his tailing eyes staring at her, slowly following her every move.

Hermione ran to her next class where she met Harry and Ron.

"Guys, I need to talk to you"

"In a minute" said Ron as he and Harry looked the latest issue of "Quiddich Alive"

"The Cannons are headlining" Professor Trelawny opened up the trap door leading into the misty classroom. Viktor was there. As always.

They sat down on a table closest to the back. As always

Professor Trelawny prayed for Harry's safety. As always. The class started and Hermione leaned in towards Harry and Ron.

"I need to talk to you guys, it's about Viktor" She glanced at his table. He was watching her. He knew what she was doing.

"What's the problem?" Ron asked

"Well . . . He's kind of . . ." She looked over and saw his hands fiddling with the stopwatch he barely let out of site.

"Oh, I'll tell you later" Harry stared worriedly at his hands, obvious he had more on his mind; his peculiar actions has been noticed by his friends. The class dragged on, tas per usual, Ron attempted to fight the eagre to drift off to sleep, but failed. When the class finally finished Hermione, shook Rons arm, whispering to him and Harry

"He's stalking me, he won't go away, but no-one else notices" Ron, still shocked at his escape from the common scolding from Hermione, took on what she said. Harry stodd up, readying himself for confrontation, but was held back by a hand on his shirt. "Harry, Ron, you can't, it wont help things" the two stood helplessly at Hermione's side.

"We'll keep an eye on him," they said confidently, slightly puffing. The thought of waiting, for this man to take advantage of the one thing he has had to rely on since his days here, made Harry's stomach churn. He'd grown extremely close to Hermione over the past years and didn't like any less than the the thought of anyone hurting one of his friends. But he couldn't do anything, He had to wait and see.

Ron went to bed early that night; he said he needed some rest for the date tomorrow with Victoria. It all suited Harry and Hermione, who needed as much time as possible to search for there very wanted potion. They waited until they were sure that Ron was entwined in his dreams then got out the things they needed. They searched through all of the books they hadn't covered earlier, searching for the savoir place they could find the last ingredient. The two sat on the slowly melting couch in the common room. Falling into the creveses, laughing as Hermione, slipped inbetween the cusions and trying not to look suspicious when Lavender walked passed from her 'friend's party'. It was getting late but the two were determined to find out where it was they needed to go.

"In here it says the only known place to find the 'Albino Fur' is in the muggle world"

"The muggle world?" Harry asked anxiously

"I don't want to go back there again," he said definitely

"That's not the problem, we can't go there, holidays aren't for so months and the only other way to get out of here is with a legitimate reason"

"Or we could sneak out?"

"No way Harry, that would get us expelled for sure! And there isn't exactly a subtle way to sneak out of Hogwarts."

"Yeh" Harry said, thinking.

"I'll keep searching." They continued to look through the books determined to find an easier way to get that fur. It was almost two o'clock when Harry flipped the last pages of 'Rare and Scrumptious potion ideas'. He looked over at Hermione . . . she was sleeping. Her head rested on his shoulder, pulling his shirt slightly off his neck.. As she stirred she snuggled into his chest. Harry lifted his free arm, that was preciously stuck in the couch and put it around her warm body. She moved her hand ontop of his without opening her eyes.

This is nice

Slowly he too drifted off to sleep.

The next morning Ron awoke and walked out into the common room to find Harry and Hermione lying side-by-side, entwined in one another, on the couch. Luckily, fully-clothed with the exeption of Harry's shirt, which was almost fully ripped of his shoulder, due to Hermiones arm, grasping the collar. He stood there for a moment then leant forward and poked Harry in the arm. He stirred, opened his eyes and looked up at Ron.

"When I said you should get a girlfriend, I didn't mean Hermione!" He said furiously.

"What?" Harry said sleepily. Ron pointed to his chest where Hermione was lying asleep, amongst a head full of hair.

"Bloody hell! This is not what it seems, Ron" Harry pulled his arm from around Hermione and slowly tried to sit up, but failed to do so, knowing he would wake up Hermione. Attempting to convince Ron nothing had or was happening.

"I believe you, don't worry and plus, it's your life" Ron went back into his room. Hermione started to wake up when she noticed she was lying on something warm, she felt so comfy, so at home, she reached her arm up, eyes still closed and felt something else, a face. She quickly sat up and realised she was lying next to Harry.

"Oh, Harry? What am I doing here?"

"We must have fallen asleep on the couch and . . ."

"Oh no, Nothing else happened, did it?"

"I don't think so, no"

"Has anyone, you know?"

"Aaah, yeh, Ron came in a couple of minutes ago"

"Oh no! What did you say?"

"The truth, that nothing happened and it was just . . ."

Come on Harry, why does this feel so right? Be a man and tell her what you think…

Hermione Granger, this is your lowest point yet. Then why do you want to do it again? Why do you want to go back to sleep?

"Ah, Hermione?"

"Yeah?" Hermione looked up hopefully.

"Ummm, don't worry…"

"Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Do you, uh, feel it?"

"Feel what?"

"Um, that, breeze! It must be coming from the window" Hermione got up and walked over to the closed window and leaned against the sill. Harry sat on the couch, with his head in his hands.

That was your chance, Harry…

You couldn't do it Hermione, you couldn't do it…

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