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Chapter 5: Love Blossom

Harry wanted so desperately to get up and run out of the room to find out who had just kissed him. His foot flinched. The person outside of the door came in, "Crazy girl!" they muttered.

"I wish you'd hurry and wake up mate! It's a real bore here without you!" the male voice laughed.

"Who is it?" Harry concentrated on the voice. "Wait a minute...that's Ron!" he realized. His best friend! How could he have not recognized his voice as well as his whole families?

Ron interrupted his train of thoughts. "I did ask my mum if I could try to get Hermione to try a spell on you to wake you up...but she said no...too risky or something. But anyway...Hermione has been acting funny lately. I dunno what it is, but it's a bit wacky if you ask me." Ron started rambling. Harry's thoughts began to wonder, when there was a knock on the door.

"Time for your medicine Mr. Potter!" the nurse said cheerfully.

"See ya mate!" Ron said as he left. The nurse injected something into his arm. He felt a warm feeling throughout himself. He felt a little bit of feeling in himself. Almost as if he could move. His arm moved about half an inch. The nurse saw it and immediately started to go out the door to tell the doctor, who just happened to be coming in the door. "Doctor, he just moved his arm about an inch!" the nurse exaggerated.

The doctor walked over to his charts, "He's getting lots better! He's getting better faster than I thought he would! If he keeps this up he could be sitting up pretty soon!" the doctor sounded very enthusiastic.

Harry felt sick, "Sit up?"

"How many days will I be like this?" he thought to himself. "I want to know what happened to me, but I can't even move my legs." he made himself realize.

He suddenly felt an urge back to be at Number 4 Privet Drive. He wanted to be lying in his bed. He didn't know why. He just wanted that familiar of being somewhere that he knew he couldn't be hurt. It didn't feel anything like Hogwarts did, but it felt somewhat safer somehow. He just wanted to be somewhere he had family.

"What had happened to all of my other family?" he realized for the first time. "What had happened to my grandparents?" he thought to himself. "Aren't there any other Evans's out there somewhere? There couldn't have just been my mum and her sister."

This really bothered him. He had to have had other family. Not just his parents and his aunt and uncle. There had to be more.

All the thought made him tired. He felt achy and tired. He soon drifted off to sleep.

He was back at Hogwarts. He was in the Room of Requirement. He and Cho were in the room alone. There was mistletoe above him. She stepped oddly close to him. He said something stupid to her. She didn't seem to notice. She stepped even closer. He was frozen to the spot. He couldn't move and she was inches away from her face.

Her lips came onto his. They felt soft and tender. He didn't know what to think about it. The one girl he had a crush on was kissing him and he was unsure of what to think about this. This was what he wanted, wasn't it? Why wouldn't he want this? Dozens of other guys would give almost anything to be with her and she obviously wanted him. He was just unsure about this.

He tasted a salty tear in his mouth. He wasn't crying was he? No, it was Cho. A stray tear from only moments before. Harry felt a little off balance. He thought he was about to fall over when she let go of his lips. She still had her eyes closed. She looked as if she was savoring what had just happened. She wiped her eyes and brushed her hair behind her ears. She looked up at him. She had a dazzling sparkle in her eye. Was that from him? Surely not. He hadn't really done anything. He had just sat there and let his long time crush kiss him.

She looked at him once more and hugged him then left the room, as well as leaving him standing there. He still felt rooted to the spot. He wanted to go out of that room, but his feet just didn't want to move. He felt a sudden longing to have Cho back with him. He had a heavy feeling in his chest. He almost felt lovesick, but the kiss had made him feel like he wanted her to leave him alone. Now that she was gone...he wanted her to be with him.

He sighed heavily. His knees weakened a little bit, but his foot suddenly moved. He started walking out of the room. He didn't where to go, but his feet carried him up the stairs to the portrait. He stood in front of the portrait. He felt as if he could stand there forever and nothing could disturb him. Someone was coming up behind him. He felt calm suddenly. As if a presence had surrounded him. He felt so warm and comfortable. "What is happening to me?" he whispered to himself. "One kiss and now I feel like this!"

He went into the common room. Time seemed to just go by him.

He was on the train. It was the end of the fifth year. Hermione was beside him. They were coming off of the train. He could see people waiting for him. Hermione kissed him on the cheek. He felt a warm sensation in his face. This was different than with Cho. She had kissed him on the lips and he had felt practically nothing, but one simple peck on the cheek from his best girl-friend and he felt light. He felt different. He didn't know how to explain it. They were leaving. Moody was saying something to Uncle Vernon. Aunt Petunia looked uncomfortable being there. Dudley looked a bit scared of Harry. Why shouldn't he be? After last summer, he should be trying to avoid Harry or something.

They were leaving. Walking away. Harry felt like a leader. He could write to his friends whenever he wanted. He felt so triumphant. If his friends didn't hear from him at least thrice a week, then the others would be coming over to check on him. That was the last thing the Dursley's wanted.

His thoughts wondered back to Hermione. Why had she kissed him? He had a mental picture of her face in his head. She seemed to be saying something. He couldn't exactly make out what she was saying.

They were coming to the car.

His thoughts were wondering back to his friends. He would miss them, but Hermione seemed to have grown on him.

Vernon opened the door for him, but quickly got into the front seat. Harry got into car thinking about her.

She was saying something to him. He could just barely make anything of her whisperings. "Harry...wake...Harry...up...wake up...Harry...Harry." she kept repeating the phrase. Suddenly heard her louder, "Harry wake up! Harry please wake up!"

His eyes snapped open. He was on a bed with a Healer over him. "About time!"