Hermione woke up the following morning with the strangest dream re-playing in her mind:

Hermione woke up the following morning with the strangest dream re-playing in her mind:

Hermione's Dream

Hermione was reading in the library, when she heard footsteps coming towards her. She turned around with a sigh of relief.

"Harry"

"Hermione..."

Harry had the face of a nervous wreck and sat down in the chair across from her.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Hermione had the glint of worry in her chocolate eyes as Harry began to speak.

"There is something I need to tell you..." he said, rather shaky.

"Harry, you know you can tell me anything"

"I know"

"Then tell me what's wrong"

"Alright...I will just come out and say it" Harry started to sweat and this began to worry Hermione more. "I love you Hermione"

Hermione didn't know what to say. But she knew what to do. She got up out of her chair and took Harry's hand leading him to an empty classroom. She kissed him passionately on the lips.

She wasn't surprised when he returned the kiss so longingly and full of lust. She pushed Harry away.

"I love you too"

End Hermione's Dream

Hermione had been pondering this dream for over an hour while she still lie in Harry's bed. Harry, however, was not there. He had been called down by Vernon to make breakfast.

Hermione then took a shower while singing one of her favorite songs by the muggle band Nickleback.

I love you
I've loved you all along
And I forgive you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming
You'll be with me and you'll never go
Believe me
Hold onto me and never go...

Little did she know Harry could hear every word she had been singing. It gave him so much happiness that he smiled that trademark smile that streched across his face and nearly touched his ears.

Hermione got dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a tight tee-shirt, showing off her curves. Hermione never showed off her body. So when Harry came in the room he was shocked.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing... it's just you look so...different"

"Different in a good way or different in a bad way?"

"Good way"

Hermione grinned and blushed at Harry's compliment.

"Hermione, why did you come here?" Harry blurted, he had been wondering that since she'd got there.

"I told you, I got in a fight with my parents" that wasn't the whole truth, Harry and Hermione both knew it. So Harry spoke up again.

"No Hermione...I mean why did you come here and not go straight to the Burrow?"

"I...uh...wanted to see you that's all" the truth was, Hermione didn't know why she came to Harry's house. They both could only ponder.

"Hermione..."

"Harry..."

They both stood silent for a few moments until Hermione spoke up again.

"We should pack, and find out how we are to get there"

"Oh yeah...good idea" Harry started gathering up his stuff knowing this would be the last time he would be in this house. That thought make Harry smile.

"What is it?" Hermione asked, pausing from her packing. She forgot she was holding up her red bra, so she quickly packed it away and turned as scarlet as the bra itself.

"Nice bra 'Mione" Harry said while chuckling and trying to not make eye-contact.

"How rude" she said, still flushed, but began to chuckle herself.

They soon were in a fit of laughter and Hermione asked again "What were you smiling about earlier?"

"Oh, I just then realized that this would be the last time that I would be here. And then I saw your red bra" Harry said laughing at the memory that was now re-playing in his mind.

"Hey!" she said, "Why were you looking?"

Because you are so damn beautiful Harry thought, "Because my eyes just happened to wander over to where you were packing" Harry said, trying not to think how hot Hermione looked when she was flushed.

She threw a pillow at him and they started a pillow fight that ended with them both on the floor and laughing until there was no more oxygen left in either one of them.

"We should get going" Hermione said while helping Harry up.

"Yeah...Ron might be worried" Harry and Hermione both thought Ron at the same moment, but with different meanings. Harry thought of him out of jealously that he liked Hermione and that is the reason that Harry couldn't tell Hermione how he felt. Hermione, however said it out of annoyance. Ron had been hitting on her recently, and it was getting on her nerves. She had never liked him as more than a friend and worried that he would confess his love towards her, and that she would tell him that she liked someone else. Then their friendship would be ruined.

Hermione spoke up, breaking the silence. "How are we to get there? Floo... apparating?" Hermione and Harry had just passed there apparating tests, but then she gulped and said "flying..."

Hermione hated flying, but was warming up to it slowly, but surely.

"Flying?" Harry asked with confusion. He know how much she despised the word.

"Yeah...flying, that's what I said," Hermione said, boosting up her confidence.

"I would prefer flying, but its your choice"

"Flying it is then" Hermione was shocked at her own words. The only reason she wanted to fly was to be close to Harry. And she wasn't even sure how she felt about him yet.

"Really? You're sure?" Harry was as surprised, if not more, as Hermione as the words left her lips.

"Yeah." she said, "I am open to new experiences, I am 17 now for God's sake!"

"Ok...if that what you want"

"Yes, it is"

"Then lets go" Harry took out his Firebolt given to Harry from his Godfather, and mounted it, motioning for Hermione to get onto the back.

"You ready 'Mione?"

"Ready as I'll ever be Harry"

He took off from his room, the luggage following with a charm Hermione used to make them follow them. She's so smart; she's sexy when she's smart. Harry paused with the thought its okay to think your friend is sexy He thought. But what about Ron? He asked himself...screw Ron. Harry didn't believe what he just thought, but when he felt Hermione's hands wrap around his stomach, he couldn't have agreed more.

As Hermione put her hands around his muscular stomach she couldn't help but think Quidditch has done Harry good. She smiled at the thought just as they arrived at the Burrow.

Harry helped Hermione off the broom as she took the charm off the luggage.

Hermione was welcomed into the house with a hug from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Fred, and George, and a glare from Ron.

Harry was also welcomed with a hug from Mrs. Weasley. A handshake from Mr. Weasley, Fred, and George. A glare from Ginny, and just as he was about to give Ron a hug...

BOOM!!

Harry was welcomed into his best mate's house with a punch from Ron himself.