Yeah I know I take too long to update...school started the 25th and it has sucked out my soul... if you wanna blame someone, blame my school..please burn it down..PLEASE! lol.

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Chapter 12: This makes no sense!

They say there staring at each other. Gravity seemed to be pulling them towards each other. "AACHOO!" her head went into his shoulder. HIS hand crept up to the top of her neck. They sat there and hugged each other. They were confused as to their feelings for each other.

Hermione broke the silence, "I realize we both must be feeling things right now...but we can't base our feelings on this. It can't be like this...you and I both know it." she said turning her head so he could hear her.

"Why not? Why can't just see what it's like just this once?" he said pulling her out from him so she would have to look at him.

"Harry...I'm not trying to be mean...but I don't think it's best for me or you if we went together." she said still clinging to him.

"Who said anything about going together?" he asked pulling her up into a sitting position. He let go of her and stood up.

She quickly got to her feet, but ended up tripping over the hem of her robe and falling into him.

"All I wanted was to see what it was like to kiss you..." he said pushing her back up.

She did feel a bit sorry for him, and she didn't want to upset him. But she wasn't going to do something for him out of pity. She slid her arms around him. Arms and all. "I guess what I mean is..." she whispered up to him, "I just want to be friends..."

He looked down at her slowly. He wrapped his arms around her. He admitted that he at least would have wanted to know what would have happened if they had been more than friends. She just didn't want to and he couldn't force her to if she didn't want to in the first place. "Okay. If that's what you want." he laid his head down on top of hers.

She closed her eyed took in the aroma of him. He smelled pretty good but he was so warm. It was almost hypnotizing. "Thank you Harry. I'll remember this." she sighed with her eyes still closed.

They eventually let go of each other and went back to their beds. However, they still could not go to sleep. It was as if something was keeping them awake.

He turned on his side, hoping to get more comfortable. He sighed deeply and moved around under the sheets. They were so warm and they held in heat well.

"Harry?" Hermione tapped his shoulder.

He looked over his shoulder, "Hermione? What are you doing up?" he asked rolling over to her. He sat up and put his glasses back on.

"I couldn't sleep. I didn't wake you did I?" she replied softly.

"No, I haven't slept at all tonight." he replied slowly.

"Me neither. And I don't really think we'll be able to sleep, so...do you wanna go up to the roof?" she asked rather nonchalantly.

"Why?" he asked curiously.

"All the stares are out and it's not that cold outside. I just thought maybe we could go up and look at the stars..." she answered.

"But just as friends though...right?" he joked.

"What else would we go as?" she laughed. She helped him get out from under the covers and he put his slippers on.

The walk up the corridors was quiet and the silence seemed to ring in their ears when they got up on the roof. It was colder than Hermione thought it had been warmer and she wished that she had gotten her heavier robe. She could just barely see her breath.

The top of the roof was pavement covered with tar paper. The bottoms of their slippers were collecting the loose tar dust on the bottoms, but they didn't notice and they really didn't care. "Wow...I haven't really looked at the stars before. I mean, I've looked at them...but never really actually taken time to look at them." he sighed walking a little ways from her. He suddenly felt a wave of fear. He felt his scar prickle. "Voldemort is happy about something..." he said quietly.

"What?" Hermione called coming closer to him.

"Something good just happened for Voldemort..." he repeated.

"You can feel it?" she asked stupidly. She tried to make it seem like a rhetorical question.

He didn't answer her. He kept looking at the stars. "Do you know anything about the stars?" he asked quietly.

"What?" she asked surprised.

"Do you know anything about the stars?" he repeated slower.

"Well...umm...we studied Astrology last year Harry. Don't you remember anything about it?" she laughed.

"I just didn't see what was so interesting about it...Well, not until now anyway." he sighed. "Well, it's a little late for that now, isn't it?" she laughed again.

"No." he said simply.

Neither of them said anything. She didn't want to start another argument again. He felt the utter silence between them. "I can always check out books from the library you know."

"Harry...I'm not trying to be mean or anything...but you've like...never checked out books from the library. For example, I've been trying to get you and Ron to check out Hogwarts: A History since we first went to Hogwarts, but you've never once even tried to check it out-"

"I have so!" he said trying to sound offended.

"When I might ask?" she crossed her arms.

"Second year! When all those attacks started happening." he informed trying to sound like her in her bossy voice.

"Stop making fun of me!" she shoved him while she was laughing.

"No, I like acting like you! It's fun to boss all the other people around!" he laughed.

"Harry! I do not!" she tried not to laugh.

"Oh please! And Ron has the powers of Merlin!" he joked lightly pushing her.

"It's possible!" she replied laughing as she playfully shoved him. She ended up pushing him a little too hard and he started falling. She reached out to grab his hand, but he pulled her down too.

She landed on his stomach, knocking all of the wind out of him. She started cracking up.

"What?" he managed to whisper.

"You're going to have dirt all over the back of you!" she said while laughing uncontrollably.

"I'm not the only one!" he said picking his head up.

"What're you talking abo-" she started. He sat up and pushed her over onto the tar paper.

"Harry!" she screamed.

"SSSHH!" he said covering her mouth.

"Harry this robe is light blue!" she said through his hand.

"And?" he enquired.

"It's going to stain it! You can't even see it on yours! Its dark blue!" she said trying to get up.

He pinned her down. "Don't you know some spell that will get it out?" he said very properly.

"Of course I do!" she almost sounded offended. "But it's going to get in my hair! Get off! Get off!" she said pulling loose from his grip.

"Oh...sorry about that..." he said slightly embarrassed. She got up from the ground and tried to look at the back of her hair, but was unsuccessful.

"Harry, is my hair messed up?" she said turning around.

He couldn't see her hair, it was too dark. "Hold on...lemme get my wand." he said rummaging through his pockets. "Lumos." he got closer to her hair to see. He forgot to look for dirt when he smelled her hair. It smelled so beautiful and clean. "Harry!" she turned around.

They were in that situation again.

The moon came out form behind a string of lonely clouds. The moon reflected perfectly off of his glasses and her eyes. He felt his heart tugging at his chest, but she didn't want him.

She stared into his eyes. She felt a fluttering sensation in her stomach. She had never felt this before. But she didn't like him. And plus, she had told him that she just wanted to be friends. He wouldn't like her now...would he? She closed her eyes and felt herself leaning forward. He saw what she was doing and quickly stepped away.

She heard him and opened her eyes.

"Sorry about that 'Mione." he said looking at away from her.

She felt stupid for doing that. She didn't like him...but she had had such a flying sensation throughout herself.