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Here's chapter 6!

Is this the end of the moment,
Or just a beautiful unfolding
Of a love that will never be?
Or maybe be
Everything that I never thought could happen
Or every come to pass and
I wonder
If maybe
Maybe I could be
All you ever dreamed, cause you are

Beautiful inside
So lovely and I
Can't see why I do anything without you, you are
And when I'm not with you
I know that it's true
That I'd rather be anywhere but here without you

Is this a natural feeling
Or is it just me bleeding
All my thoughts and dreams
In hope that you will be with me or
Is this a moment to remember
Or just a cold day in December?
I wonder
If maybe
Maybe I could be
All you ever dreamed, cause you are

Beautiful inside
So lovely and I
Can't see why I'd do anything without, you are
And when I'm not with you
I know that it's true
That I'd rather be anywhere but here without you

Is this the end of the moment
Or just a beautiful unfolding
Of a love that will never be
For you and me?

Cause you are
You're beautiful inside
You're so lovely and I
Can't see why I do anything without you, you are
And when I'm not with you, I know that it's true
That I'd rather be anywhere but here without you

-"Anywhere But Here" by Safetysuit

Chapter Six

Misunderstood

"Well, I'm going to have to tell you that I was actually arrested twice in my life. The first time was a year ago, but I'll tell you that later. Anyway, a few months ago, I was walking around London. I had needed some new clothes as I was getting bored with mine. It was late and I was getting ready to go home when I passed up that alley. All of a sudden, I heard yelling. It sounded like someone was being hurt. They kept screaming for someone to stop it and to leave them alone. So, I went in and saw that there was a man lying on the ground, bloody and now, unconscious. And those three thugs, plus two others, were beating him up. They still continued to beat him when he passed out so he never saw me. I yelled at them to stop. They looked up at me and one of the big guys punched me in the face. I started to fight back as best as I could. About five minutes later, the police arrived and broke us up. Some of them tried to escape but they were caught. Then all of a sudden a police officer grabbed me and slapped cuffs on me. He thought that I was part of it. I told him that I was helping the man who was being beaten and he took the cuffs off of me but wanted me to stay.

"There was a coward there, out of sight. A man who just watched them beat him up, but I think he was the one that called the police. I don't blame him for standing around, I mean, it is shocking that if you get involved in something like that, you might wind up in the hospital, dying. But, the police arrested him, too. So, I yelled at the police officer, telling him that he did not do anything. The policeman just...ignored me. I walked up to him and kept telling him that he was the wrong guy. He was innocent. He kept ignoring me. So, to get his attention, I did something stupid. I grabbed his arm and turned him around to tell him that he had done nothing wrong. However, the policeman grabbed my arm and twisted me around and threw me against the brick wall and cuffed me. I know what I did was wrong, but I could not let that man go to jail. I did not even realize until later that they could have tracked his cell phone and realized that he was not part of it," he laughed to himself but did not mean it. "Well, anyway, that's how I went to jail." Harry looked up at Hermione to see her expression. She was staring at him with a sad expression, almost like she was about to cry.

However, she did not say anything. She just took another big sip of her drink. He wondered if she was going to leave him now. No one said anything for a while, they just ate. Harry was getting nervous. Why wouldn't she say anything? Was she mad at him?

After they were done, Harry paid for their dinner and they left. Hermione was still silent as she was walking a few steps ahead of him. It was driving Harry mad. Once they got outside and started walking, Harry stopped after a couple of hundred feet and said, "Okay, we're out of there. There's no one around. It's okay to talk now. It's okay to yell at me. Please, you're killing me. I have to know what you're thinking, Hermione."

Hermione stopped as well. She didn't turn around yet. She closed her eyes and sighed. Then, she finally turned around and looked at him. He was so cute standing there like that so curious and confused and desparate. She did something she had never done before in her life. She walked over to him silently, threw her arms around him, and buried her face in his shoulder and began to sob.

Harry widened his eyes as to what was happening. He had just told her that he had assaulted a cop, practically told her that he was dangerous, and she's hugging him? What was with this girl? He awkwardly hugged her back. "I'm so sorry that happened to you, Harry."

"So, you don't think I'm a bad guy?" he asked her. She pulled out of his embrace confused at him. Her makeup was slightly messed up, but Harry did not care. She still looked beautiful.

"What?"

"Most people think I'm a bad guy. Most people are afraid of me. Are you?" he asked her.

"No," she said incredulously. "No! Of course not! You're just a guy who bad things happen to. You saved that man who was being beaten. You saved that other man who was being accused of a crime he did not commit." Harry looked away, nervous, but Hermione placed her hand on his cheek and turned it back to him. "You saved me." She kissed his cheek tenderly. He blushed and nodded. "Thank you, Hermione, for seeing...me."

"You're welcome," she responded and grabbed his hand. "Now, it's almost one in the morning. What do you say we find a convenience store and terrorize the owner?"

Harry grinned and nodded and they set off to the nearest convenience store. This time, Hermione ran through the store with him, but did not knock anything off of the shelves. She yelled at the top of her lungs, "Come and get me!"

"Come on! He's gonna get us!" Harry cried to her as the owner, like the other one, started to go after him.

"Fucking kids!" he yelled after them as they ran out.

"Oh, that was fun!" she said once again as they ended up a few streets over.

"I told you." They laughed and tried to catch their breath.

"So, are you going to tell me?" she asked him as they walked down the street together, hand-in-hand.

"Tell you what?"

"What you were arrested for the first time?"

"Oh, yeah. Erm, I had actually beaten someone up," he said nervously. He quickly added, "But I was defending someone. Erm, at my old school, there was this one guy who everyone picked on. I didn't though. But I used to see him get pushed around and given a hard time. This one guy, he was pretty big. A year older than me. He had taken it too far. I saw him begin to tie him up to the flagpole in his boxer shorts. So, I ran over to him and just punched him. He punched me back, too. Eventually, a teacher found us and called the police. I was arrested for starting a fight on school property."

"And the other guy?" Hermione asked curiously.

"He was arrested, too, but he was also expelled. However, I did not get any punishment from the school. The boy they picked on told the truth of what happened. How I was trying to stop him from being tied up and they let me off the hook. Do you know who he is?"

Hermione shook her head.

"Neville."

"Neville Longbottom?" she asked smiling.

"Yeah, Ron, Dean, and Seamus were already my friends and they welcomed him into our group. We kind of protect him."

"You see, Harry? You are not dangerous. You are just...misunderstood. You protect people," she smiled.

Harry smiled back and said, "Come on!" They both ran down the empty street. There was a row of orange cones in their way, so Harry went on one side of the cones and Hermione went on the other and the two ran with their hands held over the cones, laughing.

Hermione could feel something within her building up. She now knew that Harry Potter would not hurt her. He was a good guy, just misunderstood, because people never took the chance to get to know him. Tonight, she got to know him. She got to know the real Harry Potter. And she liked him.

"So, you're a virgin?" he asked with a smirk after a while as they strolled down the street again.

Hermione blushed. "I believe we've already been through this, Harry. Yes, I am."

"You know, I am, too," he said nervously, not looking at her.

Hermione stopped and looked at him. "What? But you're so good-looking. And you've had so many girlfriends. How?"

He turned to her. "Thanks for the compliment," he said making her blush more. "But just because I've had girlfriends in the past, doesn't mean I slept with them. You see, I was waiting for her. I was waiting to find someone I loved. Someone who accepted me, regardless of the scars. The record. The money."

The eighteen-year-old girl smiled at that. He did not want to have a random shag with a random girl. He didn't want to have sex. He didn't want to fuck. He wanted to make love. There was a difference. "So, have you found her yet?" Hermione asked.

"I think so," he replied smiling at her.

She smiled back, but did not take the hint. She was happy for him. He had found the love he had been waiting for. However, she did not understand that he meant her. She misunderstood him. Harry did not say anything after that. He figured that maybe she did not want him like that. So, he didn't not press his answer.

They went to an all-night bowling alley and bowled two games for two hours. Hermione won. Both times. Neither Harry nor Hermione wanted this night to end. They had both had so much fun and wanted this night to go on forever. However, Neville had texted Harry that everyone, mostly Ron and Luna, was almost too drunk to stand. So they had to head back to a nightclub, cutting the night short.

At four, they met up with their friends at a nightclub. They were very drunk. "Hey, Harry!" Ron had shouted. "It's my friend!" He had ran into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Hey, Ron," Harry said awkwardly hugging him back.

Everyone seemed drunk, except for Neville and Parvati. They were too shy to drink so much. "Why don't you take a cab back to your uncle's house, Ron? Let's all do that," Harry suggested.

"Okay, mate, whatever you say," Ron said. "I love you, Luna."

"I love you, too, Ron," she said back almost as drunkenly as him. They embraced and engaged a tongue war that grossed the more sober ones out. "Okay, Ron, Luna has to go back to Lavender's house. Say 'goodbye'."

They had a heart-felt, drunken "goodbye". Everyone said their "goodbyes". The boys to the girls. Harry hailed a cab for Ron, Dean, and Seamus, and told the cabbie where to go. He watched as it left and he and Neville would get another.

Hermione hailed a cab for all of the girls, as they thought they could all fit in one. The good friend shuffled her drunken friends in and then hugged Harry. "I had fun, Harry. Thank you for showing me London."

"No problem. It was nice meeting you," he said sad to see her go. He realized that at that moment he never wanted to let her go, but knew she probably did. He watched her get in the passenger seat in the cab and shut the door.

"Wow, Harry, you are in love with her, aren't you?" Neville said. He wasn't that drunk. He could see in his friend's eyes the love he had for Hermione Granger.

"Yeah," he said as he watched the cab drive off.

"Does she love you back?"

"I don't know. I hinted to her that I was in love with her, but I don't think she loves me back."

"You idiot! You don't hint to her. You tell her! Go after her, Harry! Before it's too late!" Neville yelled at him.

Harry realized he was right. He would never know if she loved him or not unless he did something about it. So, he went after her. He ran down the sidewalk. "HERMIONE!" he yelled as he chased down the cab. He had to get to her. He had to tell her!

"Someone's running," a drunk Ginny said as she looked behind her out the back windshield. She squinted her eyes. "Oh, hey, that's Harry! Hi, Harry!" she said but, of course, he did not hear her.

Hermione turned and looked and sure enough, there was Harry Potter running down the sidewalk, trying to stop the cab. "Stop the car!" she shouted to the cabbie. He veered to the side and slammed on his brakes. Harry ran up to her door and opened it. Hermione got out. "Harry, wha-?" she started but was interrupted by something covering her mouth. It was soft and warm and tasted amazing.

It was Harry's lips. Hermione widened her eyes as she realized what it was that was keeping her from talking. Then she just realized that this was her first kiss. She decided to enjoy it, so she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him back.

He ran his tongue along her mouth and she opened it, letting him in. He explored her mouth with his tongue and she touched his with hers. The girls in the cab were cheering and clapping, which broke them apart.

"It was you," he said. "When you asked me if I had found her yet and I told you I thought so. It was you. It took me one night. One night to fall in love with you. I-I just had to tell you."

Hermione smiled and leaned in for another short kiss. When she broke it, she said, "I love you, too."

TBC...

Well, there was ch. 6! I know, not as exciting as the others. Very predictable. But I couldn't wait. There will be one more chapter after this, so stick around. This chapter (at the beginning) was the Remember Me inspired part. And some of the middle was the "Say You Don't Want It" inspired part.

Next chapter: a week later.

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