Okay this is my very first Fanfiction I have ever written so be nice everyone! As you all know The Harry Potter World does not belong to me, and I do not make anything off of writing these stories and all the characters belong to JK Rowling.

Chapter 1:

Hermione Granger considered herself to be a very logical young lady, and she was reasonably sure her life was perfect and orderly just the way it was. If this was true then why could a simple touch or smile from Harry Potter cause her heart to pound and her stomach to flip upside down? She was not the type of girl one would expect to fall madly in love with the famous boy who lived, but she had fallen hard. He was her best friend in the world whom she trusted more than anyone, how could she have let this happen? It had taken her completely by surprise but it was there making her feel defective. Sometimes, for no reason at all she would find herself daydreaming about running her fingers thru that mass of messy black hair.

"Hermione... Her-mi-ione! What are you looking at?" He laughed, and waved a piece of parchment in front of her like a flag. Hermione blinked and couldn't believe she had allowed her mind to wander where it really had no business.

"Oh! Harry…I…um…was just thinking about that new potion that Professor Snape made us research yesterday. I think I forgot something…um…important. I'm going to the Library to double check."

Hermione stuffed her books into a worn out tote without the neatness she usually displayed when packing up. She stood up to leave and in her haste her foot became wrapped up in her robes propelling her head first toward the fireplace. She gasped and tried to stop herself, but before she knew it Harry had reached out and gently caught her around the waist. Oh dear Hermione thought to herself. Gazing up into his bright green eyes she felt immobilized and unable to form a single coherent thought. She didn't mind of course but oh my goodness! Just the mere touch of him sent shivers of excitement racing through her body. She had never been held like this before and she savored every moment of it. When did he get so strong? She pondered to herself and fought to control the turmoil that was churning inside of her.

"Careful there Hermione. You aren't hurt are you?" Harry's concern soon faded however when her eyes widened and gazed into his with such tenderness; it nearly took his breath away. Harry smiled softly, enjoying the feel of her within his arms. He didn't want to let her go just yet, because an opportunity to hold Hermione didn't come around too often. He tightened his embrace and held on a little longer than was suitable for "best friends". Her eyes sparkled up at him and he felt mesmerized by the sheer energy that seemed to surround them both. Harry simply couldn't control himself any longer and something deep inside urged him to kiss her soft lips. His head slowly closed the distance between them, and just as he was about to finally realize his dream, Ron came into the common room quarreling about something. Harry was suddenly thrown from his dream and into the real world where Hermione was his friend and nothing more. He silently helped her back into a seat and averted his gaze quickly, praying that she hadn't realized that he was about to kiss her senselessly. Ron as usual didn't even bat an eye for he was all worked up over his new girlfriend. Apparently Hannah Abbot had told him off for "getting fresh" with her.

"I swear mate! Every time I try and kiss her or hold her hand she goes off on me! It's not like I'm asking her to sneak off for a snog session or something. I just wanted to give her…uh…you know a good night kiss and WHAM! She hits me with a binding curse! If Dean Thomas hadn't come by when he did I would have still been there in front of the Hufflepuff's secret door like a git." Ron didn't notice the incredible blush heating up Hermione's face or the extreme look of guilt that Harry was sporting on his. In fact, Ron began talking about a subject that Harry was loath to do in front of Hermione. "Hey Harry, how did you get Cho to kiss you for the first time aye?

Harry choked and stuttered, "I um...w...well...she kind of just kissed me first Ron." Harry's eyes shifted over to Hermione uncertainly who seemed to be playing with a strand of her hair lost in thought. He took a long gulp of butter beer.

Ron shrugged seemingly unconcerned. "Hey! How about we all go down to Hogsmeade next weekend? Hermione you can come too. We will all go as a group or something.

"Sure Ron" Harry mumbled vaguely, "I'm sure Cho would love to come. Her birthday is Saturday so it is a good time to go I guess."

At the sound of Cho's name falling from Harry's lips, Hermione balled her hands into tight fists and glared jealously into the fire. She wondered for the hundredth time what it would be like to be Harry's girl and her heart ached.

"Maybe Hannah will feel better about being alone with me if we are with other people." Ron snickered and picked up a chocolate frog lying on the table, looking very pleased with his little joke. Harry simply nodded with a hesitant glance at Hermione, who was gazing into the fire with that far away look in her eyes again. She looked a million miles away and Harry wondered what she could be thinking.

Giving a long yawn, Harry stretched his arms over his head and nonchalantly cleared his throat, "Wow man, I'm beat. I think I'll go up to bed." Harry gazed pensively at Hermione before gathering his things and disappeared up the long stairway leading to the boy's dorms.

Ron leaned forward and harshly tapped Hermione on the shoulder causing her to jerk her head around and stare at him. "Hermione, if you want I can maybe fix you up with someone. Hannah knows this guy in her house that she says would be perfect for you. Do you want me to well, you know, ask her?

Hermione smiled sadly, but hastily shook her head before answering. "No Ron, I don't need you to get me a date. I'll come along though…I mean I need to get a few things."

"Suit yourself then I guess." Ron unconcernedly picked up a licorice wand and began finishing off the sweets that Harry had left on the table.

Hermione picked up her bag she had dropped earlier, and raced up the stairs. She had an idea but it wouldn't be easy considering Harry already had a girlfriend. She was certain that Harry had been about to kiss her and she had no doubt that she could get him to do it again. The trick however was to make him see how much she cared for him.

When Hermione hurriedly opened the door to her dorm room she was greeted with loud giggles and the overwhelming smell of nail polish. Apparently Lavender was giving Parvati a manicure while they gossiped about who was dating who at Hogwarts. Hermione couldn't be bothered with such frivolities so she ignored the chatter and quickly dressed in her night gown. It wasn't until she had braided her hair for the night and slipped beneath the soft warm sheets of her bed that she felt calmer about the evening. The soft conversation from her roommates lulled her into a restful slumber until she was once again in Harry's arms only this time no one interrupted their embrace, and his kisses were very hot indeed. Hermione gave a soft murmur that sounded a lot like, "oh Harry"…and Lavender and Parvati giggled hysterically.

"Do you really think they are suited for one another?" Lavender inquired. "I mean Harry is dating Cho," she said in a matter of fact tone. "Terry Boot said that Cho was absolutely crazy about him!"

"Do you seriously think they aren't? Maybe I am delusional but I mean really!" Parvati gave Lavender a mischievous look and peeked over at the bed where Hermione was sleeping so soundly. "You know Lavender, we could umm…sort of help them along if we wanted to you know. I mean, we can't wait forever for those two to realize how much they love each other now can we?"

"Parvati, Hermione would be terribly upset with us!" Lavender placed a hand over her heart and feigned a look of horror. "We simply couldn't interfere like that!" Lavender then gave the other girl a sly grin and played with a corner of her bed spread before speaking very secretively, "however, we are her room mates…maybe if we could just arrange say a private meeting? The two of them really should work out their feelings for one another. It's not good to keep things like that inside now is it?" She giggled again and the two girls began plotting thru the night ways that they could get a certain green eyed boy to fall completely in love with Hermione. By the next morning they were certain that they had the ultimate plan for love and they dubbed it The Love Mission.