Just Talking

"It's Hermione, right?"

"Um, yeah? What are you doing up so early?"

"Just a nightmare. Nothing that I need to worry you about."

"Do you want to talk about it? I've got time"

"No not really."

"Don't you know that talking about your fears helps you confront them?"

"Hermione, I hardly know you."

"Well now's a good chance to find out."

Hermione made her way to the same couch Harry was sitting at. She sat down next to him and chanced a glance at him. He is cute, isn't he? Hermione thought to her self.

"Hermione just promise me this."

"Anything."

"Stop staring at me like I'm the most amazing that happened since the creation of fire."

Hermione quickly turned her head. She was blushing furiously and begged that Harry hadn't seen her.

"But you are pretty amazing."

Hermione instantly regretted saying that.

Harry got off the couch and walked towards the window.

"I'm only amazing for surviving. For having parents that are dead. For living then coming into a world that now thinks I so famous. Though no one stops to think about what I'm famous for and how I feel about all this madness."

"Harry, I'm so dreadfully sorry."

"Thanks, Hermione. You're the first person that's ever said something like that to me."

"I only wish I could do more. I know that must be terrible"

He gave her a sweet little smile. As if to say it wasn't her fault and that he felt better after this. Hermione suddenly felt the urge to do something. Hold his hand. Pull him in to a hug. Maybe just standing there next to him would be the best option. Anything to show that she truly cared about what he was going through even though the rest of the world couldn't see it. But just as she was about to get up and stand next to him and say that she would always be here for him, Ron came down the stairs.

"Oy, Harry, let's go down to breakfast. I'm starving."

Harry gave Hermione one last reassuring smile and left the common room leaving Hermione behind half wishing she had followed the two. She stayed standing there in the exact same spot that Harry was standing for a few minutes then went down to breakfast.

She was disappointed that the two of them never got to the night mare that had bothered Harry.

Hermione soon realized that she wasn't half bad at spells and potion work. She was actually really good. Some of the students would ask her to help them with a home work assignment that didn't make any sense to them what so ever. The only problem was that Harry had asked for her help only once. (The levitation charm was more like a rocket around the room charm.) She told him that he had gotten the wand movement backwards. Once he had done it right, Harry's feather was floating just like hers had during class.

"I'm not getting the water to turn into pumpkin juice quite right. It still has a watery taste to it and the seeds from the pumpkin are swimming around in there."

"Ron, why don't you go ask for help from Hermione?"

Hermione's head perked up at the saying of her name.

"I hardly now her. You tell her to come over here. After all you guys had such a wonderful chat that morning."

"Why do you keep bringing that up?"

"Because I thought you would start snogging her if I didn't do something soon."

"Ron, we were just talking."

"Whatever you say."

Harry left the table frustrated at the fact that Ron could be like that. He walked over to where Hermione was sitting.

"So he was listening in on us."

"It doesn't matter."

"Yes it does. He should have had the respect to leave us alone. "

"He hasn't said anything to you about that morning has he? "

This Hermione said in a much softer tone.

"No he hasn't."

Harry felt rather strange to be talking to Hermione about all this. He thought maybe he should leave but then he remembered the real reason he had come here.

"Ron was wondering if you could help him with that pumpkin juice spell."

"Well I'll see what I can do."

She and Harry walked over towards the table that he and Ron where sitting at.

A/N: I now it may have seemed like a waste of a chapter but it'll get better.