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Disclaimer: I own nothing, nothing at all. I also don't own the song I Want It That Way, the Backstreet Boys do. The only thing I own is the plot... Yay for me!

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Chapter 4-

Harry slowly opened his eyes, his right arm felt heavy and sore, his conclusion was because of the needle. When Harry looked over to his right, he saw Hermione's tear stained face; he felt a pain in his chest. It wasn't because of some one or some thing possessing him; it was because it hurt seeing his best friend in pain.

Harry quickly forgot about the pain in his arm when he saw Hermione, the way the moon light was illuminating her face, he noticed how angelic she looked. Hermione then started to stir, but once she had stopped, Harry let out a breath that he was holding. He just had to smile at Hermione for no darn reason.

'Stop staring at her you git!' A little annoying little voice in the back of Harry's head yelled. Harry turned in his bed and saw the outline of his guitar sitting on a chair beside his bed, 'Who brought it down here?'

He shrugged, 'Probably Draco.' Draco was the only one, that knew that Harry had played the guitar and wrote music, the only reason for that was because he had walked in on Harry. Harry had received the guitar from Sirius's will.

In Harry's head, he was debating either to just return to sleep or play his guitar; he had a tingle in his hand to play it. 'Then play it damn it!' The annoying voice shrieked. 'Okay Jeeze,' Harry answered the voice in his head.

The boy with jet black hair and emerald green eyes picked up his glasses on the side table then slipped them on. He then bent over to grab the guitar, but managed to just fall out of his bed.

"Oomph," Harry groaned. He stood up and brushed himself off with his left arm. He felt like a goof for falling off his bed, luckily no one was awake to see it, or so he thought.

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Hermione had awoken because she had heard a loud thud, but was too frightened to get up. I mean wouldn't you after your so called best friend tried to kill you? So Hermione just stayed in bed with her eyes shut.

Her whole body felt numb, the last thing she remembered from last night was Harry holding her, and that was it. Where was that Gryffindor courage that was suppose to be in her?

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Harry stretched and made sure that Madame Pomfrey wasn't in the room, he didn't want to get in trouble for playing the guitar. Once he had made sure no one was awake or no one was lurking around the corer trying to kill him, he picked up his guitar and sat back down on the bed.

Harry pondered on what song he should sing. He then decided to play a song that he had just written the day before he found out that Ron was cursed and Hermione was getting abused. Harry started to play a soft tune with his guitar. He then started to sing.

"Yeah
You are my fire
The one desire
Believe when I say
I want it that way."

Harry looked over to Hermione, who looked like she was sleeping, but the thing about being friends for about six years; you can tell when they're faking. Harry smiled at the look of innocence on Hermione's face. He didn't even care if she found out that this song was for her, and it meant that he still fancied her. Harry just grinned and continued.

"But we are two worlds apart
Can't reach to your heart
When you say
That I want it that way."

When Harry had written this song, he was thinking about the way Hermione had made him feel, no matter how much he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about her. When he was studying or doing an essay, his thoughts would always wonder to her. He would think of her smile, her warm chocolate brown eyes and everything else that just says Hermione. Harry would try his best to shove these 'Hermione' thoughts into the back of his head, but every time they would just pop up.

"Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way."

Harry knew that deep down inside that this was really wrong, thinking about... Naughty thoughts about your best friend girl friend, but he couldn't help it, was it his fault that his hormones got the best of him? He thought hard about why he kept comparing her to all the girls he had gone out with, since he thought it would help him stop coping about Hermione. But that didn't work out very well.

"Am I your fire
Your one desire
Yes I know it's too late
But I want it that way

Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way."

Since Harry's fourth year when Hermione still had bushy brown hair and had not hit adolescence, Harry had still fancied her. He had fancied her since the end of third year, he had no clue what that feeling was until the middle of fourth year.

Harry had figured out that he had fancied Hermione when he saw her helpless underwater, during the second task of the Tri Wizard Tournament. He had felt a rush of jealousy when Krum had gone to the Yule Ball with Hermione and when he had saved Hermione, he touched her! He had yelled in his head.

"Now I can see that we're falling apart
From the way that it used to be, yeah
No matter the distance
I want you to know
That deep down inside of me...

You are my fire
The one desire
You are, You are,
You are, You are."

When Hermione had come back from summer holidays, wow, he was knocked off his feet including every other guy at Hogwarts. Hermione's skin had become tanned, a nice light golden brown and the thing that surprised him the most was her hair. Her hair had become tamed; it was wavy and ended in nice little ringlets, which framed her face perfectly. He remembered when he was going out with her, when she would place her head on his shoulder, he would play with her hair, it was one of his happiest times.

"Don't wanna hear you say
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
(Don't wanna hear you say)
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way."

In fifth year, Harry had also notice guys staring at Hermione's... Upper area; that made Harry want to hex them to next year. When Harry and Hermione were going out, they looked and seemed like the happiest couple in the world.

They were always smiling and acting all sweet and cheerful, but the thing that killed Harry the most after they had broken up was the question why? The day before everything was great, they just went to Hogsmeade on a date, Harry couldn't be happier. But if they were all happy why did they break up?

"Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
(Don't wanna hear you say it)
I want it that way
I want it that way."

I think that was the best chapter, what do you guys say? I dunno you guys never review! Ughh, should I ask you guys too?

Nah, I'll let you guys decide... I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Cynthia