Chapter 2.
The beginning.
"Harry, I want you to know that I've been saving myself for you." The woman behind him blushed in the dark. "Who are you, do I know you?" Harry asked the woman whose face he'd yet to see. "Can I turn around and see you please?" he asked shyly. "Go ahead, but I believe you already know who I am." The woman stated wryly. Harry turned and looked into the eyes of the girl who had been his best friend for many years. "Your right Hermione, I always knew it was you." Harry sighed and as he leaned in for a kiss… "50 points from Gryffindor Mr. Potter for daydreaming." Snape stood sneering in front of his desk. "Sorry professor I didn't get much sleep last night." Harry said apologetically. "Did I ask for your excuses Potter?" Snape asked. "No sir you didn't." Harry intoned, wishing desperately that he could just disappear right that second. Just when he thought he had himself under control he heard her voice when they entered the corridor. "Harry are you feeling okay, you don't usually dose off in potions class." Hermione asked with a little hint of worry showing through her eyes. Harry didn't answer her question instead he took off for the comfort of his bed in the dorm, away from the girl who was haunting his dreams. He had just gotten settled in when he heard Ron walk in, so he quickly turned on his side and pretended to be asleep, seeing as he didn't feel like explaining why he left Hermione in the hall like that.
