With frequent visits from Joey, Harry's jealousy of the little boy became worse and worse. He tried to ignore his jealousy by teaching Hermione to fly at night. A week after he started teaching Hermione to fly, she thought she was ready for a flight in which she would control the broom. After much begging from Hermione, Harry finally gave in. A couple nights later, Hermione knocked on Harry's door and with a confident look on her face, she drug Harry outside. Outside she had the broom all ready to go. She sat Harry down on the broom and sat down in front of him.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Harry asked with skepticism.
She nodded and took off. Going off into the dark blue sky, Harry was impressed by her flying. All of a sudden Hermione became dizzy and fell.
Harry tried grabbing her before she left the broom completely, but he couldn't seize any of her clothes. Harry taking full charge of the broom, he made it go faster than it had ever had in the poor broom's history. He heard nothing but the wind howl as he caught Hermione right before she hit the ground. He lowered them down to the ground completely. Hermione was coming out of her daze, but Harry didn't want her to try walking. He lifted her up and told her to put her arms around his neck. He carried her to the Granger's little two person swing. He sat her down and then he sat down beside her. She laid her head down in his lap which stunned him immensely. She looked up and looked up into his eyes with amazement.
"Thank you for saving me Harry," Hermione said," you have a tendency of doing that."
"You know I'd do anything for you, you're one of my best friends," said Harry, not looking her straight in the eye.
With Harry's comment, she looked away. "I should have told you that I have been battling with low blood pressure for many years.
She continued with, "It usually just makes me dizzy, but with all the excitement from flying, it was almost too much and made me pass out."
"That's ok, I'm just glad you weren't hurt," sighed Harry looking up at the night sky.
She laid there and looked up at the stars, thinking: I am hurt that you don't see me as more than a friend, Harry. As time went by, Harry didn't see that lone tear travel down her cheek. When they decided to go inside, Harry grabbed her hand.
"I want to make sure you make it inside without getting too dizzy," said Harry, hoping Hermione wouldn't see through his lie.
He just wanted to hold her hand because he was developing feelings for her. They walked past Mr. and Mrs. Granger, who were in the living room. They saw the two holdings hands and gave knowing looks to each other. Harry and Hermione parted ways to get into their pyjamas. Harry, getting done first, waited outside Hermione's door. (They said goodnight to each other every night in the hall.) When Hermione opened the door and saw Harry, she gasped. Harry was holding a stunning looking wildflower.
"This is for letting me in on more of your life," Harry said handing the flower to her.
He told her goodnight and gave her a kiss on the forehead. What Harry didn't notice when he went into his bedroom was Hermione standing in the doorway with a taken aback look on her face.
As the summer was ending, Joey came around less and less for he knew she would go away to her boarding school. Ron sent them an owl to ask them if they wanted to meet him at Diagon Alley. Hermione and Harry were never going to pass up a chance to go to Diagon Alley or hang around with their best friend, Ron. The day they went, Hermione and Harry packed their things and wondered about the summer's events between them.
"Come on, Harry," cried Hermione," Mum and Dad are waiting."
"I'm coming, I'm coming," said Harry.
A/N: I need some ideas and some names for some more new characters.