A/N Sorry I haven't updated! I got HBP on the 16th and have been reading it since. I only have 4 more chapters to go in HBP! I'm FINALLY ungrounded too! I'm really excited about this chapter! I've been planning it for sometime. On with the fic!

LOVE

Rating: M

Pairings: Harry/Hermione, Ron/Luna, Ginny/mystery/Neville

Summary: Harry and Hermione Have loved each other since 1st year and everyone else knows. How long will it take for them to realize this? And who's this mystery person Ginny's dating? And who's Ron dating? Will Harry be able to balance love along with Voldemort looming ever near? Rated for sex in later chapters.

CHAPTER 6: The Prophesy

Hermione awoke to the sound of her annoying alarm clock: Ginny. "Wake up, wake up, wake up, sleepy head!" Ginny yelled in a singsong voice.

Hermione was surprised she didn't wake up the rest of the house. "Wha' time izit?" she asked incoherently, because her face was now smothered in her pillow. Some how Ginny heard her. It's nearly 9:00. Unless you want to be there after everyone else and not get the dress you want, then get up!" With that, Ginny proceeded to drag Hermione off the bed. With a THUNK Hermione landed on the carpeted floor.

"What was that for!" Hermione demanded. She was having a very interesting dream involving herself and a certain Harry Potter... "I had to make sure you got up! If we want a good selection, we need to get there before 9:30! Now march!" Ginny commanded in a sergeant voice.

"Ma'am yes ma'am!" Hermione yelled. They marched out of the room before nearly collapsing in a fit of giggles. Ron was walking back from the bathroom looking extremely displeased. It looked as though someone performed a very good bat boogey jinx on him, for there were little bat wings flutteringall overhis face.

"Ron! What in the world happened to your face!" Ginny said trying unsuccessfully to suppress her laughter.

"Well, I tried to wake Harry up, but he didn't quite like the way I woke him up! In fact he's still asleep!" Ron said with a grimace.

"Well... how exactly did you try to wake him up?" Hermione asked grinning at him.

"I sort of...yelled in his ear..." Ron said sheepishly.

"That was mighty thick of you! You know he's always on guard!" Hermione said, exasperated. "You say he's still asleep? I think I know how to wake him up." Hermione grinned. The walked to Harry's room in silence, except for Ginny's hysterical laughter and Ron's threats to 'fix her face'. Hermione opened the door and had to smile. Harry was curled in the bed on his side facing the door, his wand still in his hand in front of him.

"Awww!" Ginny and Hermione squealed together. Harry let out a loud snore, but still didn't wake up. Hermione walked over to the bed. 'He looks so peaceful, and...younger? Yeah, younger." She thought lovingly. She bent down beside the bed.

"Harry, wake up," she whispered in his ear.

"Hermione?" he asked, still asleep. "Hermione, I love you..." He said clearly. She was shocked. She kissed him softly on the lips. She felt him wake up, but neither of them broke the kiss.

"Oh, get a room!" Ron exclaimed. Harry broke the kiss. "Well if this is how I'm going to be awakened every morning- BLOODY HELL! Ron what happened to your face!" Harry asked, bewildered.

"Oh, this? You did it!" Ron said.

"What! I was asleep before I got this pleasant awakening," he said, grinning at Hermione.

"Well," Ron said looking sheepish again, "I tried to wake you up, but you wouldn't, so I yelled in your ear. You grabbed your wand and hexed me so fast, I couldn't get out of the way." By this point Harry, Hermione and Ginny were all laughing uncontrollably.

"Well, I was having a very good dream," Harry said, winking at Hermione.

"Alright, we have to go Hermione!" Ginny said. "Huh?" Hermione said thickly. She was getting lost in his emerald green eyes again... Suddenly Ginny strode across the room and yanked Hermione up by the forearm.

"Hey!" Hermione said indignantly.

"Hermione, we have to go. You can gaze into Harry's eyes all you want later," Hermione blushed scarlet at this, "But now we have to get you a dress."

"Alright, bye Harry," she said as though it were the end of the world.

"Bye Mya," Harry said, blowing her a kiss. She pretended to catch it. Ginny steered her out of the room.

Half an Hour Later

At 9: 40, Hermione and Ginny stepped out of Gringotts after making a stop to Hermione's vault. They both knew if Hermione got the dress she wanted, it was going to be expensive. They were pleased to see there still weren't too many people in Diagon Alley yet as they made a beeline for Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, hoping she also sold dresses. No sooner had the bell tinkled on the door, announcing their arrival, than Madam Malkin was taking measurements of both of them.

"Wait! Madam Malkin," Hermione struggled to get free. "Could you please just tell us if you sell dresses?" Hermione asked feebly.

"Oh, yes! I do in fact. Right this way," Madam Malkin said gesturing to the left, towards the back of the store. Straightening their robes, Hermione and Ginny made their way to where she was pointing. Sure enough, there were racks and racks of dresses that would be perfect for the occasion.

"Oh, oh! Try this one on!" Ginny said excitedly, holding up a lavender dress with a sparkling bodice and layered white and lavender frill at the bottom.

"Let's find more, then I can try on a lot," Hermione suggested, conjuring a basket.

"Good idea," Ginny agreed, conjuring her own. After about 30 min., they both had bout 20 dresses each.

"Um, Ginny, we need to eliminate some of these dresses. Let's make it so we have 10 each." Hermione said. "OK" Ginny said. After arguing over which dresses to eliminate, Hermione finally had a somewhat reasonable selection. She went into the dressing room.

"Let me see all the dresses you try on!" Ginny reminded her.

"Yeah, yeah, I know!" Hermione said. First she tried on the lavender dress.

"Oh, no! Ginny I am not keeping this one! It's too short!" Hermione said after Ginny tried to convince her to keep it.

"I goes down to your knee!" Ginny exclaimed.

"Yeah, too short!" Hermione argued. After going through 17 more dresses where they found something wrong with them, they finally found one they agreed on. "That will go so great with Harry, I'm sure he's probably wearing green too!" Ginny had said. It was emerald green, with spaghetti straps that criss-crossed at the back, with a bit of cleavage. It flowed down to her feet where it made sort of a bell shape, with a slit that came up the right side and stopped a bit above the knee.

"Oh my gawd! Hermione you look beautiful! And later, you should wear your hair up, your hair looks good down, but with that dress it should definitely be up!" Hermione's hair had grown to her waist, finally growing out of the bushiness she had for 15 years of her life. The sun had bleached it, giving her blonde highlights.

"Yeah, I think you're right. I think I'll do it in one of those fancy buns with the curls hanging down," Hermione suggested.

"Perfect!" Ginny said.

After purchasing the dress, which wasn't as much as they thought, and the matching green pumps that came with it, they started to make their way to the Leaky Cauldron. As they walked inside, Professor Trelawney intercepted them.

"Miss Weasley, how are you! Miss Granger," Trelawney said greeting Ginny warmly, then turning to the ice queen.

"Professor Trelawney," Hermione said with the same cold tone. Pretending nothing happened, Ginny responded, "I am just fine Professor Trelawney! And you?" Ginny assumed they were both still bitter about Hermione's third year, where professor Trelawney said that Hermione simply did not possess the powers needed to do Divination, and Hermione stormed off in a huff, ever since swearing that Trelawney was a fraud.

"Oh, not so good. Dumbledore wants me and that, that horse, to share classes! Isn't that just-" Trelawney suddenly went rigid, her eyes rolled in her scull. "Oh, my gawd! Professor Trelawney! Some one help!" Ginny screamed in vain, but it was just as noisy here as in The Three Broomsticks. Hermione suddenly remembered something Harry told her in third year, about a prediction she made, that came true that very night...

"Ginny! Shut up! She's making a prediction!" Hermione screamed at her. Ginny was quiet at once.

"How d'you-" Ginny started

"Shhh! She's talking!" Hermione cut her off.

Trelawney started speaking in a harsh voice quite unlike her own: "YOU WILL HAVE AN EPIC ROMANCE WITH THE ONE WHO IS DESTINED TO DESTROY THE DARK LORD ...YOU WILL LIVE HAPPILY, BUT OPSTACLES WILL STAND IN YOUR WAY," she was clearly speaking to Hermione, "THE DARK LORD WILL PROVE AS A LARGE OBSTACLE, AND MISUNDERSTANDINGS WILL BREAK THE TRUST YOU HAVE, BUT YOUR LOVE WILL PERSERVERE. YOU WILL HAVE AN EPIC ROMANE WITH THE ONE DESTINED TO DESTROY THE DARK LORRRRRD." Professor Trelawney started choking, then her head rested on her chest. Everyone around them continued chatting loudly, as though nothing was just prophesized. Suddenly Trelawney's head popped up and she looked as though she had just been asleep. She looked around as though trying to figure out where she was. Hermione let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. "Oh! Miss Weasley!" Trelawney said as though she just realized she was there.

"Umm, Professor Trelawney, we'd loved to stay and chat, but umm, we have to go," Ginny said looking shocked and afraid.

"Oh! OK! See you on the first of September!" she yelled after them as theyflooed quickly tothe Burrow, not quite sure of what just happened.

A/N I hope you like it! I don't really like the way this chapter is written, but it doesn't matter what I think.Hate it,love it, flame it?Review!