Like a Prayer
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A/N: hi! Glad that you chose to read my fanfiction, I tried really hard! I swear I did! Please R/R I'd appreciate it, this is also my first fanfic so, sorry if it sucks. And I do NOT own Harry Potter, or any of the characters in this story. And I do not own the song 'Like a Prayer' Madonna owns that. Please Read and Enjoy!
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When you call my name it's like a little prayer,
I'm down on my knees; I wanna take you there
In the Midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a Prayer you know I'll take you there
Harry leaned over the sink, splashing water over his face, and cupping it in his hands and letting it run through his fingers. He was tired, but he couldn't get so sleep. He didn't know what to do about Hermione, how was he going to face her tomorrow morning? Does she hate me? All these questions were nagging at his brain, but he didn't know how to answer them. If Hermione never talked to him again, it just wouldn't be the same…his year at Hogwarts wouldn't be as fun. He'd have to talk to her about it, he'd have to straighten this out. He was just about to turn around when he felt someone run into him. He twirled around, wand in hand only to find himself staring straight into honey brown eyes. He blinked in confusion, and then realized it was Hermione. She looked just as confused as him. The light of the moon played across her face, and made her eyes sparkle like diamonds.
"Hi Hermione," Harry muttered.
"H-Hello Harry."
She stared around nervously, she didn't seem to know what to say to him. Well, he didn't know what to say to her either. Part of him wanted to just spill, and tell her he was sorry, and hoped they could still be friends. And the other part wanted to run like the wind, and possibly escape.
"Hermione I love you," what did you just say?! Oh now you look cool! Harry was stunned with himself, he didn't know that was coming, and from the look Hermione was giving him, she didn't except it either.
"This is all just a dream, and when I wake up, you'll be ignoring me again," Hermione laughed a high-pitched laugh, he could tell it was fake. He could tell she was nervous.
She seemed to shake herself out of her thoughts, and she reached around him to put her cup under the tap, grinning up at him the whole time.
"Well since this is a dream, I guess I can say whatever I want," she smiled broadly. "Well, first of all, I want to say, that was really rude, ignoring me all week," she said it sharply, but there was not a trace of anger. She smiled as if she was proud of herself for some reason.
"And since this a dream…" She looked him straight in the eye, her face inches from his, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss.
She was the one to pull away, still grinning from ear to ear. Harry was stunned, he didn't know what to say. He was at lose of words, She thinks its all a dream! You're lucky you can pretend this never happened A smile slowly spread across his face, if she thought this all was a dream, he could do anything he wanted, he could say anything he wanted, and it wouldn't matter. Well not really.
"I love you too," she said, become slightly more serious. She hugged him and started off towards her room.
"Wait, where are you going?"
"To bed, you can't except me to hang around all night." She looked over her shoulder and smiled. "You can come if you want, it doesn't matter, this is all just a dream anyway."
"Uh…okay," he followed her down the hallway and into her room. She crawled into her bed and was quickly asleep. He laughed silently. He laid next to her, so he faced her, she looked so peaceful when she was sleeping. He kissed her forehead and was soon asleep as well.
N/A: it's the lack of sleep writing this!
