Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. You can't stop me from dreaming though.

Hermione's POV~

"I'm sorry," I say suddenly, looking over at Harry.

He looked confused, "Why?"

"If I did anything wrong," I shrugged.

"I say, Hermione, you heve been acting weird lately. Why do you think you've done anything wrong? You haven't. There is nothing wrong, honestly," I lied through my teeth.

"I'm trying really hard to believe that to be true, Harry," I whispered, I can't take his lies anymore.

"Excuse me?" he asked, confused.

"You heard me."

He was surprised, he knows I'm catching on.

"I don't know what you mean," he says defensively.

I turn away and look at my list of songs that I had to sing, "I'm not an idiot."

Ron's POV~

"Hello there, Luna," I said, my voice breaking.

"Why, hello there Ron," she said, smiling at me.

She's pretty.

I feel myself flush, "S-so, uhh. Will you please help me with my lines then?" I ask.

"Of course, Ron, anything for my fellow... well, friend," she said.

"Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania," I said, my voice roaring.

"What, jealous Oberon! Fairies, skip hence:
I have forsworn his bed and company." Luna said, her voice louder as if challenging mine.

Well, two can play at that game. "Tarry, rash wanton: am not I thy lord?"

"Only a true lord would not love another other than their wife, another mortal at that. What was her name again? The queen of the Amazon, Hippolyta?"

"Don't blame my liking for Hippolyta when you yourself like a mortal!"

Luna's voice quieted as she said this line, "Why can't we just solve this problem? Can't you see that we are hurting the humans with our constant bickering?"

I couldn't take it anymore. I leaned in closer to her. Our lips barely touching. How I wanted to kiss her so bad!

"Ron?" she asked, breaking me away from my thoughts.

I felt hot, very hot, I had to get out of here.

I ran.

Harry's POV~

What Hermione said earlier still bothered me the whole day. Was she finally catching on? Merlin, I hope she wasn't.

"Have you seen Ron?" asked Luna as I was walking back from Potions.

"No, why?" I asked.

"Well, he and I were practicing and he suddenly ran away," she explained, shrugging.

"Oh," I replied, "I'll tell him when I see him."

"Okay, Harry."

I watched Luna walk away. That was weird. I shook my head as I walked down the corridor. I was looking for the Room of Requirement, in an attempt to sort out my thoughts and practice my lines. I heard faint singing as I opened the door, it looked as though someone had already beaten me there. My eyes widened as I saw the occupant of the room.

Hermione Granger.

Mirrors had lined the room. Hermione looked at her reflection and straightened out her robes before continuing. I watched her intently as she turned on the radio.

Hermione's POV~

I calmed myself down as the music started playing once again. I counted the beats while tapping my foot to the rhythm. I watched myself in the mirror as I opened my mouth to start the song.

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories o where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you got no one to tell them to
It's true
I was made for you.

I turned off the radio and covered my mouth in shock. I squealed as I started doing a little victory dance. Twelve whirls, three jumps, and twenty arm pumps later, I heard noises coming from the door. I turned around and saw Harry Potter standing at the doorway. Laughing his heart out.

I flushed, then started laughing along with him. We haven't laughed together like this in a long time. I planned to cherish this moment forever.