HAPPINESS

(Here's my very long disclaimer) Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Harry Potter series or anything that means anything. I am merely expressing my ideas on what should happen between Hermione and Harry in the 7th book, so hold back the insults and everything else.

J. K Rowling rocks! She's such an amazing author and she deserves more praise then she gets right now…ummm…I'm not insulting her or anything but I don't really like Ron and Hermione like each other thing...I know that it makes sense kinda, I mean we get hints from the way J.K. writes but I just think…ugh……so I'm putting a little 'twist'…and this is a really long disclaimer…You're probably not gonna even read this…but what the heck…

Chapter something…

"…And then he like flew all the way over to me and said, "Heya Buddy." I was eating a watermelon and suddenly I blew up. Orange things were flying everywhere and everyone got soaked, it looked like blood…" Yes, this is Ron's bizarre dream that he was telling to Hermione and Harry…at breakfast."

"Ron, shut up, Hermione's turning green." said Harry, smiling.

"Shut your mouth Harry," Hermione scolded and then, "Actually, Ronald you are making me nauseous and I would not like to hear about blood and exploding watermelon pieces."

"You're making us queasy too." piped up Tonks, teasingly. The three guards were sitting on the right side of Harry, alert but also sickened. They all laughed merrily. Then a thought occurred to Harry.

"Hey, do you guys have any idea who's the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher?"

"Yes, but we're not telling ya!" mocked Tonks, sounding like an eight-year-old. "Na-na-na-na-na!"

Harry raised his right eyebrow and leaned towards to say to Lupin, "Your girlfriend's going crazy." Lupin suddenly smiled, as if he just been told a secret.

"That's what I love about her." he answered lovingly. Tonks smiled back.

Won't he be surprised when he finds out I'm the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Not really since you just told us, Tonks." Harry said exasperated. Tonks who seemed to be talking to her boyfriend gave him a confused look.

"What about a surprise?"

Harry laughed and said, "Duh that you're going to be the new DADA teacher!"

Tonks was the one who looked surprise and leaned forward, interrogating, "Where did you hear this?"

"You, of course! Didn't you guys...?" Harry started but noticed Hermione looking at him with the same look of confusion as Ron, Lupin, and Mad-Eye.

"…you guys didn't hear?" Harry asked softly.

"She…she didn't say anything, Harry." Hermione said, uncomfortably.

"But…"

Students began to stand up and grab their school bags, signaling breakfast was done and it was time for classes. He shook his head and followed everyone out. He tried to avoid his guards and his friends the whole day. But his plan failed because he will be seeing one of his guards in class not as a guard but as his teacher. And then he realized that since they were his guards, they will have to guard him.

The students already noticed that two adult wizards, one being their former third year DADA teacher and the other being their former fourth year teacher, were following the famous Harry Potter. But then they'll run away once they see Mad-Eye Moody's magical eye (try saying it five times fast, I can't). To that, Harry was glad he got an ugly and creepy guard.

Once everyone got seated, Tonks said enthusiastically. "Hiya, little peoples!" A few of the students laughed at her unexpected greeting and more burst out in fits of laughter as Tonks walked in front of the room and tripping over her own feet in the process.

"Shut your dirty pothole mouths before I curse all of you to oblivion." she warned, darkly as Remus helped her up. Then when she saw her students' looks of fear, she smiled and said, "Just kidding."

"Now, hi again, my name is Nymphadora Tonks, unfortunately…but you can call me Professor Tonks. Don't make fun of it or else." Tonks said with a smile. The students already liked her.

"K, now I'm gonna call names for attendance. All of you should be here."

"Susan Abbott."

"Here."

"Cho Chang."

"Here." Harry looked over to where the voice came from and saw Cho Chang sitting with her legs crossed beside Roger Davis, who was looking self-conscious. She saw Harry and nudged Roger. They waved. He nodded back with a smile.

"Don't you realize I'm not going in order, just saying, you know. Never mind, Continuing." Tonks eyes drifted back to her sheet and then she gasped.

"Oh dear Lord, Jesus, Buddha, Allah and God! It's Harry Potter! The Boy Who Lived! What an honor, what an HONOR!" mocked Tonks.

"Ha ha, Tonks." Harry said while rolling his eyes.

"Did you see that? The nerve of him to disrespect me. Rolling his eyes at me! Well Potter, don't get all up in my Kool-Aid! (A/N: Bring It On Again quote!)" Tonks said, snapping her fingers in front of his face. More laughter erupted from the class.

"Hiya Harry, guess I'm your DADA teacher now…just like you thought." she continued with suspicion. He saw the glance Tonks shared with her boyfriend and Moody.

After going through the attendance without any more sidetrack, Tonks leaned against her desk (knocking down her cauldron full of feather pens and candy mints in the process) and said, "Now, let me tell you a little bit of my past. I'm half-blood, my dad's muggle, but I still love him. Right now, I'm a auror at the Ministry of Magic and the only reason I'm doing this, you know teaching you dumb brain people is because I need extra galleons. What we will be learning this year is pretty cool and since you are the Advanced Defense against the Dark Arts class, we'll be taking a little field trip later in the year." She smiled, mischievously. Clearly she was gonna tell where.

To the Ministry of Magic.

"What are we going to do in the Ministry of Magic?" asked Harry, curiously, while writing notes that Hermione was copying down as well.

Silence.

Harry looked up and saw everyone giving him the look he received in the morning.

"Geez, Harry, what's wrong with you today. You have to get your ears checked, mate." said Ron, shaking his head and laughing. A few of his classmates joined in. Harry's face turned red as he looked back down.

"Where did you hear that?" asked Tonks seriously.

"Ron's probably right, I just… didn't enough sleep." Harry explained, softly. But internally, he was wondering himself: where did he hear that? It sounded just like Tonk's voice. It wasn't like he can read minds.

Harry turned gray and dropped his feather pen. Everyone was looking at him strangely.

"I need to go to the Hospital Wing." he said, suddenly. Then he rushed out of the room without Tonk's permission.

He ran and ran until he was out of breath, stopping at the bridge that connected to the backyard. He gripped the railing, fiercely and breathed out.

"I'm going crazy. Never in my life have I heard wizards can mind read. What are you thinking Potter?" he whispered to himself. He felt like his life was going out of control all of the sudden. Nothing made sense. Hermione and Ron…doesn't make sense either.

Harry shook his head and brought his hands up to massage his temples.

"Harry, how did you know about Tonks and the field trip?" Without looking at Hermione he answered, "I don't know how I knew about that…" Finally he turned to see Hermione standing with her arms crossed and in deep thought.

"I knew it."

"Knew what?"

She walked towards him and explained, "Tonks told me to get you."

"That doesn't answer my question. What do you know?"

"Harry…" she started, "since when were you able to mind read?"

"Mind read?" Harry laughed, nervously, "What gave you that idea, 'Mione?"

"You read my mind."
"When?"

"Just now, when I got here." Hermione was looking at him as if he betrayed her.

"No way, there's some other explanation."

"Read my mind." Hermione commanded, forcibly. Harry stared at her and saw she was dead serious. Why was she mad? Harry sighed and thought, "This isn't true."

He put his hands on her shoulder and stared at her. For a long time, he took his time to look at Hermione's beautiful face, her complexion and the angriness in her eyes. Then he thought he should give it a try. Harry gazed into her eyes, still hands on her shoulder and tried to mind read or whatever.

How could you, Harry? I'm your best friend and you never told me about this. We're supposed to be friends. You have to trust me and I you! I feel so angry at you. After all we been through…Harry I care for you! You need to trust me and tell me everything that is bothering you. I could take all of the pain away from you, Harry…

Harry almost broke apart as he read her mind. Hermione looked on the verge of tears. Abruptly, Harry walked away from the school, hoping Hermione would follow. She did.

They walked to the Dark forest and then stopped and looked at each other. Hermione put her head on his chest and wrapped her arms around him. Harry did the same and held her.

"I do trust you, Hermione. Always with my life. And I swear, I didn't know about this. It just began this year…"

Hermione snuggled into Harry alittle more. They were silent but it was a comfortable silence for the both of them to think for awhile. Harry looked at Hermione to see her once again in deep thought and can almost see all of the complicated things in her head move frantically.

How did he get the power to mind read? It's said that only very strong wizards are able to do it. Few are known to do it. But then again, Harry is very strong indeed. Abnormal for a seventeen year old. Maybe he got it from his parents. Or no…argh, this is so confusing. Hold on, is Harry reading my mind now? He better not! It's an invasion of privacy.

"Sorry, too late, Hermione." grinned Harry. Hermione slapped him on the shoulder. "Stop! It's not nice." she scolded but her scowl quickly faded into a smile.

"So, " Harry gone serious, "What am I supposed to do?"

"Make your telepathy stronger and then wait."

"For what?"

"When you can mind read, from what I've read, you gain more powers like you'll be able to communicate and not just probe and you can also levitate objects of any kind and develop more…sorry, Harry but right now I can't think. It's just too amazing…I wonder if that had anything to do with the Great Hall incident?"

"You're sure?"

"Have I ever been wrong about anything, Harry?" she asked slyly.

ummmm...was this good?

and...

Allowaycar
-I am flattered that you thought I was 17 years of age but I am actually thirteen. Do I seem too old in my writing?