CHAPTER ONE:

A SIMPLE COINCIDENCE

Hermione sat on her bed, with tears filling her eyes. Her bushy like hair was down to her mid rear and was now a lot straighter then before. Her eyes stared at the wall, as if there was an invisible person standing right in front of her.

She cried to herself, as if someone had died, but no one had died. She looked at her clock and cried more, hearing the door creek open to her room. She sat there, staring at a blank wall with tears trailing down her face.

"Hermione?" A dark voice said from behind her. She didn't respond, only sat there and cried. "Are you okay?" He asked and Hermione wiped a tear from her eye and turned her head.

"Yes Harry, I'm quite alright." She spoke softly; fixing her look to the window and watching the kids in the court yard play their interesting kiddy games.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked, and she nodded. He dropped his head low to the ground and then looked at her again. "Look Hermione, I can't let you pretend that nothing is wrong... please tell me what's bothering you. I know something is." Harry pleaded and she sniffled a bit.

"It's just, in no less then four weeks we will be graduating Hogwarts, and never returning." She cried a little "I probably won't see you guys for a while." She said in a saddened tone.

"Hermione, we will always be friends, no matter what! Even if I have to send an owl post to you every day, for every year we will still be friends!" Harry smiled, and she laughed a little.

"Thanks Harry, you know how to cheer me up." She smiled and walked to him, giving him a hug around the neck.

Harry hugged her back, his heart beating smoothly with the embrace. He knew she had a tough time, but what if they really weren't going to see each other? Harry promised her, so he would keep his promise.

He held her close, as she gently pushed he head away. She said a small "sorry" for crying and making his shoulder of his robes wet. He smiled, rubbing her back lightly, and Hermione pulled he whole body away. Harry sighed.

"I think I'm better now." She smiled, wiping her tears away that still remained in her eyes.

"Good." Harry said in a soothing voice as he felt her move from his grasp.

She walked to the side of the bed, sitting down and staring into a moving picture book that had a picture from every year in it. She sat quietly as Harry crawled across the bed and balanced his chin on her shoulder, watching the pictures move with her. She let out a heavily sigh.

"You're so beautiful." He spoke in a silent tone. Hermione moved her head.

"What?" She wondered, looking at him. He shook his head out of his daze.

"Oh nothing..." he paused "I said it's so colorful." He said, coving up with an angelic face and she shrugged, looking back into the picture.

"Every year something more we had to face, and we stuck to it. Whether it was dangerous or hard, we stuck to it to bring honor to our school." Hermione said in a delighted tone. She turned her head "What do you think Ha-" she was cut off.

She turned to find Harry's deep greenish eyes staring at her. His softened tone melted into hers like a Popsicle in one hundred degree weather. She felt her heart racing, not wanting to say anything. She was speechless; she couldn't even make out what crossed her mind with such force to touch him.

You've been searching the world to find true love.

Looking in all the wrong places

When all the time you've been blind to love,

It's plain as the nose on your faces,

Hermione felt her cheeks get redder then usual, and Harry let out a small smile. Hermione smiled back as she felt their foreheads hit each others. Hermione closed her eyes as Harry's deep green eyes gazed at her, admiring the beauty.

Hermione let out a light and gentle breath, feeling him move closer to her. She could feel her heart racing faster then before, her eyes fluttered open, gazing back into his. She saw his warm filled eye melted into hers with a smile.

"Harry!" Ron called from the hallway, right before Harry was centimeters away from a lip lock embrace with Hermione.

It's here, it's now,

Open your eyes and see it.

"Er-" Harry said as he moved and opened the door to Hermione's room. Hermione didn't keep her eyes off where he last sat; she stared at it in disbelief of how close he was to kissing her.

"Harry, where on earth have you been? Dinner is going to start soon; I was looking every where for you!" Ron burst out, talking faster then usual. Hermione looked at Ron with gleaming eyes from her recent crying. Ron looked at her.

"Hermione are you okay?" Ron asked, and Hermione said nothing but nodded with a smile. Harry gave Hermione a soothing smile and Ron shrugged, not seeing Harry's expression.

"Well bye then, guess you don't want to go to dinner, I'll talk to you later then?" Ron asked and Harry gave him a friendly nod.

" 'Course" Harry smiled and Ron nodded in return, shutting the door as he left.

Harry looked back at Hermione, staring into the hunny gold color that was placed into her eyes. Harry's icy blue –green eyes stared back at her, as Hermione smiled a very happy smile. Harry smiled back.

"Hermione I," He couldn't cay it, but he was cut off by Hermione. She put her fingers on his lips to hush him. He did so.

"Don't speak." She said in a light tone and Harry nodded.

Open your eyes to love...

Harry lent in again, his cheek brushing against hers as he wrapped his arms around her lightly. She could read his mind, she could. She felt relaxed as she felt his touch. Did she dare kiss him?

She stayed as still as a board, and watched him closely. She closed her eyes for a second and opened them again. Her eyes glittered with a watery substance. Harry's cheek was still against her as she felt a soothing kiss on her cheek. Hermione let out a relaxed breath and a smile.

Harry was centimeters away from kissing her lips again. He took a light breath and lent into her. Their noses brushed against each others a little, and their lips barely hit. He watched her shut her eyes; her golden eyes were so pretty.

"Harry!" a voice called from the hall.

"Sorry." He whispered to Hermione, she smiled.

"It's okay." She smiled and sat there as he stood again. Harry walked to the door opening it.

Outside of the door was the Dark Lord, holding Ron and he was dead. The voice spoke in a dark voice saying "Die" but Harry...

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Harry sat up in his bed, panting. He felt around his covers and walked quickly to Ron's bed, making sure he was there. "It was all a dream." He whispered, seeing Ron there.

Ron shook uneasily awake, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes with a big yawn. He sat there, staring at Harry.

"What's wrong?" He wondered, not even awake enough to see Harry clearly.

"Nothing... bad dream is all." Harry panted, and making sure everything was okay.

"Alright then," Ron said with a sleepily yawn. "Night." He said, curling back into his blankets, forming a knot of fabric around him.

Harry nodded, walking back to his own bed and laying down. He stared at the ceiling with a sigh, relieved it was a dream. But something crossed his mind, what was up with that vision between him and Hermione?

Was that his real feelings or was it just some amazed dream? Harry laid there, deep in thought, and shaking his head to the possibilities of him and Hermione together. That wasn't possible.

"No" he whispered "I can't be in love with Hermione, she's a friend... that's all." He told himself over and over. "A friend"

It's here, it's now,

Open your heart to love.

Hermione woke up in the middle of the night, precisely the same time as Harry. She sat up in her bed, looking around with fright. She quickly put on a robe and headed down stairs to the common room. Everything appeared normal, but she didn't know what exactly was going through her head.

She waited a few minutes, staring into a fiercely lit fire, and sighed. She thought to herself and then quickly turned her head, hearing footsteps near her. She glanced at the dark figure as it stepped into the light.

"Harry..." Hermione spoke, wrapping herself more in her robes. "You scared me." She breathed deeply.

"Sorry." He said in a low, saddened tone. He sat by her on the couch and sighed while listening to the crackle of the fire.

"Harry, are you ok?" Hermione asked, as she moved to look into his face.

"Yeah, just bad dream." Harry said, slouching on the couch.

"Yeah me too... well, part of it was." She smiled lightly and Harry nodded.

"Half of mine was confusing, and the other half was horrible." He said, watching her lay on the couch.

"Yeah... weird things..." Hermione went on

"Being with someone that you didn't know would happen..." Harry went on, and Hermione nodded.

"Opening a door and find Voldemort killing Ron." They said in unison. Hermione sat up and they looked at each other.

"What?" Hermione said and Harry was speechless. "That happened to you?" She asked, looking into the fire again.

"Yeah, and you were there too. It was weird." Harry said, and Hermione nodded.

"Not as weird as mine, I almost kissed someone that I never thought I would do but we kept getting distracted by things. First was Ron then Lord Vold-." Hermione cut off, seeing Harry's expression.

Harry looked at her, and stared with a horror struck face. Hermione looked back as him with a gasp. She knew exactly... they had shared the same dream. Hermione put her hands around her mouth, speechless.

"You, and I... had... but..." Harry started, speechless.

"We had the same dream." Hermione said and looked at him with bright gold eyes.

"But we couldn't possibly, what happened in mine could never happen to us." Harry stated and Hermione nodded, they both became brightly reddened.

"What kiss?" Hermione asked and Harry looked at her. "Harry we are friends, it was probably just some strange thing. It's nothing." She smiled covering her blush with her hands.

Hermione did like Harry, but she could bear to tell him. She was scared that that dream might have given away her secret and Harry's fear mixed together. She left the room shortly after, not knowing what to say at all. She had no idea.

Harry sat in the common room, laying across the couch with a thought to what exactly this meant. Could it be he actually had a love feeling towards Hermione? Or was it just a coincidence? He drifted off to sleep, not bothering to return to his bed.

When Harry woke in the morning, he opened his eyes to a very awkward sight. He jumped a little as Ron sat right there in his face. Harry sat up rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Hi – ya Harry!" Ron said in a jumpy voice. Harry yawned

"Ron, what are you doing?" Harry asked with another yawn

"Nothing, I'm just happy to tell you that all of our classes were cancelled." Ron said in a cheery voice.

"What?" He wondered with a smile crossing his face.

"Yeah... Dumbledore said he had big news so he cancelled all classes!" Ron said in excitement.

"Yes!" He yelled, knowing today was the day he was suppose to have a full hour of Divination and a full hour of Potions. "No Snape or Trelawney today!" He said happily and Ron nodded.

"Come on Harry, we got to get to breakfast!" Ron smiled and Harry nodded.

"Wait." He said, walking upstairs and about twenty minutes later he returned. "Ok... lets go!" Harry said.

When Harry went up stairs, he changed his clothes. He now wore baggy pants with the color of khaki. He wore a plain black shirt and his hair was messy, as usual. He walked with Ron down to the Great Hall, side by side and talking.

As they entered the Hall, Hermione sat at the table and eagerly awaiting their arrival. Harry had a slight blush upon him, along with Hermione. They didn't know what to say, considered what happened the previous night.

"Hello Ron..." Hermione paused "Harry... everything all right you two?" She wondered, not keeping eye contact with Harry.

"Not bad, Hermione... are you mad about last night?" Harry wondered, blushing merely. Hermione let out a smooth laugh.

"Oh of course not Harry... just confused is all." She smiled innocently and Ron looked at them with confusion.

"Is something going on between you two?" Ron wondered, knowing Hermione's flirty voice well, and knowing she was defiantly flirting with Harry. Hermione shook her head.

Love has been right by your side,

Hold so close that you could see.

Don't you know it has been right here all along?

If only you'd look around you.

"Of course not... just something odd happened is all, nothing to worry about." Hermione smiled.

Ron shrugged and took a seat. Hermione was reading her occasional Spell and Charms books. She had her head dug into a book called The Beginning and End to the Dark Arts; Hermione was a teacher's pet to Professor Moody.

Harry, Ron and Hermione said nothing but the occasional "What's up" and "How's it going?" but Hermione wanted to talk to Harry about last night, but instead agreed with herself to keep her mouth shut.

They said nothing through Breakfast or the rest of the day. The day seemed very short to Harry, his night seemed to come so quickly. Counting down the day till they graduate, "will it be all that fun?" Harry asked himself.

The night had approached again, the darkness rose over the castle as a storm approached. Harry had lain in his bed, drifting off ever so slowly by the light dropping sound of rain hitting the windows, a peaceful sound it was. He suddenly began dreaming again. But this time, it was different then before.

OOOOOO beginning of dream OOOOOOO

Harry was lying on his bed, and Hermione had walked in. He lain there, watching her walk to him with happiness in her eyes. He smiled as she lay down next to him and Harry smiled back.

"Hello." He smiled, giving her a kiss on the cheek, which seemed only proper.

"Hey." Hermione said sweetly, snuggling closer to him and Harry smiled to her.

"I see you're feeling better." He smiled and she nodded.

"Thanks to you." She smiled, moving forward to kiss him, but were delayed again. This time it was a peck sound on the window.

A black owl flew in with red eyes and a wide silver stomach. Harry looked at the owl, his scar piercing with pain. Hermione stood, clutching Harry around the waist and trembling lightly. She knew something was wrong with him.

"Harry?" She asked as he fell to his knees by the pain that rose in his scar. Hermione let out a scream "HARRY!"

Harry struggled, and the black owl began sucking all the life out of him. Hermione let out another scream, a scream of bloody murder.

OOOOOOOend of dream OOOOOO

"AHHHH!" Harry and Hermione sat up in their beds. Different rooms they were in, but same time.

"Shit!" Harry yelled clutching his burning scar.

"It's happened again" They said in unison, both still in their separate rooms. They both fell back on their beds at the same time.

"When will this end?" Harry thought.

"Does he really love me?" Hermione wondered.

Harry sighed to himself "I'm right here, open your eyes and see me. Right here, and right now, open your mind to love. And open your heart to love."

This was beyond strange. This couldn't be happening; all it was was an odd coincidence. It wasn't real... a coincidence, and that's it... a simple coincidence.

Author's Note:

This is my first chapter of a bran new story! I'm hoping it's going to be great. Tell me what you think so far and just so you know, most of the sentences that are in italics are a song. I am going to try to make most of my chapters Song Fics... but not all. This song happens to be:

Song: Open Your Eyes to Love by LMNT

I also would be happy to answer any questions you might have. But just as a little fun, I am going to have a survey question at the end of each chapter and here's the first one:

What is your favorite Harry Potter Movie?

The Sorcerer's Stone

The Chamber of Secrets

The Prisoner of Azkaban

Tell me soon!

Airalynn

Posted: (Friday) May 27, 2005