I'm Too Afraid To Lose You Chapter 2: Hermionie's Discovery, a harry potter fanfic

A/N- ok everyone this is chap2...i dedicate this whole dang story to my Bff sharp-talons...I love her with all my heart 3…anyway…sorry if it took to long to update. it's just that I only got 3 reviews...which is pretty disappointing. So whether you like or don't like this story…reviews are always welcome – if I don't get enough reviews I'm not going to be able to post the 3rd chap….and thanks to sharp-talons amazing help I have the GREATEST idea…so therefore…R & R!!) LOL

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter the series or anything that you ppl would recognize on this pg...lol)

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"Sigh"

I am finally able to relax. I lean back, close my eyes, and take a deep breath. I soak up the spring sun, and feel it's warmth upon my face.

The courtyard is deserted aside from a few random, lone kids. Everyone is inside doing their homework, but of course, I'm finished.

The last few days have been hectic. I haven't had one second to myself! Everyone has been watching me, talking about me, and the most annoying, coming up to me saying, "Don't worry Hermione, you'll get through this."

Piss off.

But the most annoying of all…Ronald.

He's been breathing down my back for days! He's been attached to my hip! Hellooo! A girl needs space! Well, now that I think about it, he isn't all that bad. Aside from the fact that Ron, Harry and I always travel around school together, all he really does is follow me around…and stare into my eyes, like it's that last time he'll ever see me. He never says anything, unless we're alone. Never.

He just stares at me with his…piercing blue eyes and smiles at me… with his cute smile… while his hair falls in his eyes…

Ugg!!! WHAT am I saying???

I am definitely going to have to wash my mouth out with soap.

My mind drifts back to his face…you see…I can never help smiling back. However, whenever I do, he just turns away, blushing like mad.

I sigh a big sigh again.

I lean my head back on the tree I am leaning on, and open my eyes for the first time in 10 minutes. The light is blinding, but beautiful. The light reminds me of something that happened earlier today… I think back today when Ron and I were eating in the great hall, and he had another of those silent, smiling moments. His face literally lit up. When people were getting up to leave for their dormitories, they all looked at us with this knowing look. What is there to know? They acted like they've never seen us together! Geez.

Speaking of Ron…

Where is he?

Suprisingly he finished his homework in the library earlier on today…so where is he now?

…..

No, really! Where IS he?

I spin around, and peek around the great oak tree. He's no where to be seen.

After this whole week of being by my side...where is his smile…his bright, glistening eyes. I find myself missing his smell…the smell of…

OMM! (A/N- I took this amazing phrase from my amazing BFF sharp talons… it means OH, MY, MERLIN FYI :D)

What is wrong with me?

I DO NOT love Ronald Weasley.

Do I?

So is that that feeling? When he smiles at me? When he accidentally brushes by me, when I watch him play Quittich? When we spend countless hours together in the library not saying one word? When my heart soars...and my spirit flies? What's that called again? Oh ya…love.

"Harry! I'm so glad I found you! Have you seen Ron around?"

"Umm...No, I haven't"

"Oh," I mutter, "Well could you tell him I'm looking for him, if you see him?"

"Yaaa…" Harry says looking up at me with one eyebrow raised.

I look at him.

He looks at me.

O, gosh he gives me that stupid knowing look.

Only… this time I know why.

"What?" I ask. Could it be possible that people knew I loved Ronald Weasley before I did?

"Oh, nothing."

"Well, just tell him I have to tell him something." I say while I awkwardly look at the floor.

When I look back up at Harry he has the biggest glowing smile I've ever seen. Yepp. He DEFFINETLY knows.

It's getting late. As I walk up the stairs to the girls dormitories I think of something. What if Ron doesn't love me back?

I stop in my tracks.

What if I confess my sudden realization of my love for him, and he doesn't love me back?

Then things will grow awkward. Things will just drift and die. Then I won't be with Ron ever again. We'll grow apart.

I shiver.

I quietly get changed, climb into bed, and start a long night of thinking.

(A/N Hope liked it! OMM PLZ R&R!!...my grand friend sharp-talons and I have the greatest idea for the next chap!! That's when the prophecy will come in...and some angst and all the good stuff!!)