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Chapter 6: Oh crap… Hogsmead.

"Hermione wake up! We leave for Hogsmead in five minuets!" Yelled Ginny as she shook Hermione thoroughly.

"Are you serious? Why didn't you wake me up?" Hermione questioned sitting up in bed.

"Because I overslept to."

"Oh…"

Hermione and Ginny raced to the bathroom, brushed their teeth and hair, and threw on some clothes.

"I don't still smell like cottage cheese do I?"

"Nope"

"Great let's run. I hope Harry doesn't think I blew him off."

Hermione and Ginny raced down the corridors towards the Great Hall. They were right around the corner when Hermione stopped short causing Ginny to slam into her.

"Hey what the f-"

"Shush" mumbled Hermione putting her fingers to her lips.

Right outside the Great hall were Pansy, Blaise, and Malfoy.

"Um Draco…" Pansy stuttered

"We have plans so um… you've got to erm… do your own thing." Finished Blaise

"So you're blowing me of." Said Malfoy.

"Well…yeah we are." Said Pansy who was looking very uncomfortable. "But don't you have to look after Quin? Where is she by the way?"

Hermione's pulse quickened. She had no clue whatsoever where Quin was and was having a panic attack. If Malfoy had lost Quin, they would fail the assignment. If she was harmed in anyway, they could get arrested for animal abuse. She reminded herself that if Quin was still alive and healthy to never leave her alone with Malfoy again. He may appear to care for the baby fox, but Victor Krum had appeared to like her, and they broke up a while ago.

"She's right here." Said Malfoy. Then a small red furry head came out of Malfoy's bag. Hermione felt herself sigh with relief.

"Hermione we should go now." Whispered Ginny as Blaise, Pansy, and Malfoy went into the Great Hall.

"Okay." Said Hermione. As much as she hated him, Hermione couldn't help but feel bad for Malfoy. He, Blaise, and Pansy had always sort of reminded her of Harry, Ron, and herself. Not to mention the fact that his only friends with brains were blowing him of was partially her fault.

"Hermione!"

Hermione spun around to see Harry running towards her. Her pulse quickened and she immediately she forced a smile. "Hey Harry." She said.

"Listen, I was thinking we could go to the Three Broomsticks and then we could walk around and do whatever you want to do."

"Okay." Said Hermione, her voice shaky. It was a little overwhelming how happy Harry was about going on this date with her. She knew he was going to ask her the question she was dreading.

"Alright then, let's go. Bye Ginny." Said Harry. Hermione turned around to see Ginny had been standing next to her the whole time.

"Bye 'Mione, see you later." Ginny said as she started walking away. "Tell me everything later." She mumbled to Hermione.

"Sure thing."

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"There's The Three Broomsticks." Harry said to Hermione as they walked down the streets of Hogsmead.

"Great. Hermione said absently. Her thoughts were on Pansy, Blaise and Ginny, and how she would much rather be with them knowing that in about 20 minutes Harry was going to ask a question that would probably change her life.

Harry and Hermione then entered the Three Broomsticks and sat down at a table for two.

"So… we haven't really talked much this year." Said Harry

"I know!" exclaimed Hermione. "These groups make it virtually impossible to talk to anyone who isn't in yours. But I mean, we still talk during meals, so its okay."

Hermione smiled, so did Harry, he lightly placed his hand on Hermione's and gently squeezed it.

"I know, but I still miss you."

Hermione smiled. That's basically what she did while she tried to think of something to say that changed the subject, but didn't make it obvious that she was changing the subject.

"So how are things in your group going? How's your fox?" Hermione asked, finally coming to decision.

"Oh he's great," Harry replied "We named him Demetrius… Parvati can't go ten minutes without cuddling him, but he's rather fidgety so he squirms a little."

Hermione slowly moved her hand out from under Harry's. Harry noticed and seemed slightly alarmed. So Hermione scratched her arm to cover up for it.

"So how are things in your group?" Harry asked her. He was staring at her, as if he really wanted to make eye contact.

"Well its awkward…" Hermione began. "I mean… Malfoy is second in our year so-"

"Don't worry about him Hermione." Harry said moving his hand on top of hers again. "He's nothing compared to you, your perfect." He squeezed her hand. "Listen Hermione, there's something I've been meaning to ask you since the final battle…"

'Oh crap here it comes.' Hermione thought.

"…When I saw you defeat Bellatrix I realized that… I want to be with you."

"Harry I don't know what to say." Stuttered Hermione. She was panicking; her heart felt like it was beating in her ears.

"Say yes Hermione." Harry squeezed her hand again.

(A/N: Yes I do know what Harry just said was truly one of the corniest things ever said by Harry in fanfic History.)

Hermione felt her temples throbbing. She had never seen Harry like this before his palm was sweating. She could only come up with one conclusion… Harry loved her.

"I like you too Harry." Said Hermione, forcing herself to lightly squeeze Harry's hand. "I would love to be with you."

"That's great!" Harry exclaimed. Hermione had never seen him look so happy in his life.

Then Harry leaned across the table and kissed her. The kiss was soft, but still possessive, and breathtaking, like Harry never wanted it to stop. Too bad Hermione didn't like Harry in that way and couldn't appreciate it.

"Um Harry, I think we should go, I have to pick up some things from Fred and George."

"What for?" Harry asked.

"Malfoy." Hermione said, grinning

"Well then in that case." Harry stood up. "I'll get your coat."

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"I think you need these." Harry said grabbing some wands down from the shelf of Weasley Wizard Wheezes. (A/N: Is that right? I can't remember how to spell the joke shop Fred and George own.)

"What are they?" Hermione asked

"Fake wands." George said coming up from behind them. "Anything they cast a spell on will blow up… unless its cast a spell on something that's alive, then it just won't work." George added seeing the look of absolute horror on Hermione's face.

"These are good too." Said Fred taking something out from behind the counter. "They're paint balls that always hit their target, they also remain as hard as a muggle tennis ball until they come in contact with they're target."

"Don't forget the textbooks with a full body bind on them." Harry added.

Hermione gave Fred and George the money to pay for her things and she and Harry continued to walk around Hogsmead for an hour. Hermione spent most of this time fidgeting. Harry spent most of this time trying to hold Hermione's hand for more than five seconds.

"Harry I have to go. I promised Ginny I'd meet her in 15 minutes." Hermione said

"Okay then. See you around." Harry kissed Hermione again and then walked away.

Hermione turned around and started walking towards Hogwarts. She smiled after thinking about how much Harry seemed to like her, and frowned when she thought about how they would probably never have a true relationship because she didn't love him. But then she realized, she was a wizard! She could make herself love him.

"Hermione I have something to tell you!" Hermione looked up to see Ginny running towards her.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing bad 'Mione. I just wanted to tell you that I think I like Blaise Zambini." Ginny exclaimed breathing heavily.

A/N: I know, all you anti Hermione/Harry shippers hate me right now. But don't worry, their relation ship won't last, and she doesn't love him. Also, I've decided to start proof reading a little more do to the fact that I just realized that every chapter I've written has at least 3 typos, most likely more.