Chapter two: Feelings

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I own nothing of the Harry Potter world. If I did I would make Harry and Hermione be together.

Split scene- Harry

Harry woke to the bright sunlight on his face. He happily stretched and got up, and not bothering to suppress a sudden desire to cook breakfast for everyone, trudged downstairs in search of the kitchen. Once he had gotten used to the layout he wasted no time in starting to cook bacon, eggs, pancakes and toast.

Split scene- Hermione

Hermione woke to the bright sunlight shining through the thin blinds and onto her face.

"Stupid sun." She rolled over and went back to sleep. A few minutes later she woke up again to a beautiful smell wafting from the kitchen. Yawning widely, she got up and groggily followed the smell into the kitchen, blinking sleep from her eyes.

All traces of sleep were forgotten when Hermione saw the breakfast Harry had prepared. There was a mountain of golden brown pancakes, fluffy scrambled eggs and piles of crisp bacon. Her mouth watered at the sight but wondered who could've cooked it. The Grangers certainly weren't blessed with the gift of cookery. She looked around and saw Harry in the kitchen, getting out plates.

"Harry, did you make all this?"

"Yep. I guess it's just my way of saying thanks."

"Thanks for what?"

"Well all the times you stood by me and helped me. Also for letting me stay here with you." Hermione turned around to look at Harry and giggled.

"What? What's so funny? I haven't got flour in my hair do I?"

"No. I see you've found my Dad's 'Kiss the cook' apron." She looked Harry up and down. God he is so hot in an apron. No wait! I can't think that- he's my best friend

Sarah and Geoffrey chose that moment to walk in to the kitchen. "Mmmm. Something smells divine." Sarah commented.

"Wow Harry if this tastes as good as it looks you're my new best friend."

Harry blushed. He'd never gotten such praise from the Dursleys. "Well, the food is getting cold dig in."

Harry and the Grangers spent the next twenty minutes eating and chatting. When they had finally finished Sarah and Geoffrey offered to do the dishes, so Hermione and Harry retreated back to Hermione's room and sat on her bed.

"So Harry, what do you want to do today?"

"Well I guess we could finish the homework then-'' Harry was interrupted by a small owl tapping on Hermione's window.

"Pig!" Hermione exclaimed. She let the owl in and untied the letter attached to its leg. The letter was from Ron.

Hi Hermione and possibly Harry,

Well my dad did it. He got tickets to the Quidditch World Cup! So if you want to come with us come to my place in two days. Bring your trunks so we can get our school stuff. See you soon.

Cheers

Ron.

P.S. Harry I think you might be there too because Hedwig came over here. Don't worry she's fine.

They finished the letter together and Harry said, "Hermione this is going to be so cool. But how will we get there?"

"Well we could catch the Knight bus."

"Ah Hermione your knowledge greatly exceeds mine; I often lie awake at night wondering how such an enormous brain could fit into such a small head." Harry said theatrically. Harry was instantly wacked with a pink pillow as Hermione said between giggles, "Quit it. And for your information my brain is perfectly normal sized."

After Hermione's suggestion they started to do their homework again. Once two hours had passed Harry closed his books and flopped on the bed, exhausted.

"Finished at last." He stood up and looked at Hermione.

"Do you want to go for a walk?"

"Sure Harry."

They left the Granger's residence and walked to a park. Hermione ran to the swings and jumped on one. Harry joined her on the swing next to her. They sat on the swings for a while bumping softly into one another.

"Hermione?"

"Yeah?"

"Well we've been friends for ages and I've started to develop these…" he paused thinking for the right word, "feelings for you." The swings stopped swaying. Hermione didn't say a word.

"Damn it. I'm sorry Hermione, I'll just go die now." Hermione grabbed his hand and she drew herself up to his level and stared into his dazzling green eyes and whispered "I feel the same way too."

Harry lowered his head towards hers and their lips met in a passionate kiss. Warmth spread through them and when they finally pulled apart the tingling sensation lingered.

"Come on Harry. Lets go home." And, hand-in-hand, they did exactly that.

A/N: Yay they kissed! Thankyou SO much to my Beta for fixing it up much better now.