Okay... well I was thinking and I realized that this story is quite.. well stupid. I mean Hermione is, well in my opinion, probably very pretty in the books. But she is a little.. well un-Hermione-ish in this story. I liked it at first but.. idk.. but if you guys like it, it doesn't really matter what I think! lol. Well, I hope you like it, but if you guys don't, well, I'm gonna delete it. Happy readings! Oh yeah, when I write "Wizarding Wireless" that's a radio station I made up!

Interference

Chapter 2: Almost Kissed

The golden trio survived the rest of the summer without much excitement (except that Ron's hair caught fire when he threw a jinx at Ginny and it rebounded on him.)

They all arrived at Kings Cross on September 1st on time, without the usual chaos of being late, so the teenagers had plenty of time to find a compartment on the train. On the way back out of the compartment, so they could say good bye to the Weasley's, Hermione tripped on the hem of her robes, fell on Ron and Harry, and caused her robes to ripe all down her front. Many boys' heads poked out of their compartment to stair at Hermione's now revealed chest.

Ron's POV

Oh my god... they're huge!

Harry's POV

(drool, drool, drool) She's my friend! What's wrong with me!

Hermione hastily muttered "Repario" and could feel her cheeks glowing bright red.When she noticed the boys were still looking at her chest, Hermione coughed loudly and obviously until they came back to their senses.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe my ropes ripped! They were brand new... why are Ron and Harry still looking at me? That must have been the first time they've seen a chest before if they're so unfamiliar... " Hermione started to feel very smug that Harry had never seen another girl's chest before. "Why do I care! He is my friend and that is his business!" As the trio continued walking down the aisle neither of the boys seemed to notice that a battle was going on inside Hermione's head:

He's my best friend! How could I even consider the possibility that I liked him!

But another voice awoke inside of her head,

But you like him, even though he's your friend! Don't you? And you don't want him to see anyone's chest but yours!

How do you know who I like! Mind your own business!

I am you, I know what you like, and it's name is : Harry Potter

Shut up! Who cares what you think! At least you're not broadcasting it to the world! So it doesn't matter!

How do you know! Are you listening to Wizarding Wireless right now?

I'm not talking to you anymore, this is ridiculous!

"Hermione, are you still with us?" Hermione came back to her senses and saw Harry waving his hand in front of her face. Her stomach lurched at the way he said her name.

Mentally slapping herself for liking Harry, she replied "Wha--? Oh, yes, Harry, I'm fine."

When they arrived at Hogwarts, the castle and the feast were both as magnificent as ever. Nothing happened, however, until the three Gryffindors were back in the common room.

All fed, watered, and sleepy, Harry, Ron and Hermione were just about to say good night when something very exciting for Hermione happened. Harry, who had been writing to Mrs. Weasley a thank you letter, dropped his quill, and both he and Hermione bent down to pick it up. They lightly bumped heads, then looked into each other's eyes. They continued to stair at eachother as they slowly stood up, and they came closer, it seemed as they were going to kiss, they were getting closer by the second. Their lips were about to meet, but Ron, who had been watching them carefully, said "OKAY! Time for bed, Harry! You need your rest! Quidditch practice starts tomorrow." Stepping between Harry and Hermione, Ron ushered Harry to bed, and Harry who was still looking into Hermione's eyes said "Good night, Hermione."

Hermione stood rooted at the spot where she had almost kissed her crush, until Ron, having made she Harry got to sleep, returned and said very flirty to Hermione "Heyyyy Hermione. You look very niceee. Want to go to the room of requirement.. and well you know!"

When Hermione got the hint of what Ron was talking about she blushed and said "Umm. No, I don't think I will... got to get to bed, you know.. like you said.. we have lessons tomorrow." And she turned and went up to the dormitories her head buzzing.

We almost kissed! But Ron ruined it all! What's his problem? And what he said about the room of requirement! Was he just kidding? He better be! I would never, ever! Why wouldn't he let Harry and I kiss? And why didn't I tell him off for interfering with out love lives! I guess I feel sorry for him.. but why? Surely he just doesn't want Harry and I to become so close he can't be around us... of maybe he likes me? No, of course not. He likes Lavender? Doesn't he?

Hermione plopped onto her bed, and fell asleep almost immediately, having dreams of trying to run to Harry, but Ron kept getting in front of her and preventing her to get to Harry. Hermione some how thought the dream Ron was just like the real Ron.

Ok, Well I made it a bit longer so I hope you liked it:)

Paige