A/N: Short but sweet. Halfway through, thanks to everyone who is going along in this ride :)
Chapter 15
The urge to interrupt him before he had finished was overwhelming. She had tried three times now to jump in, to stop him from going on, but he was so flustered and nervous and stuttering, she was enjoying this a little bit. He could fight a dark wizard, but he couldn't confess his feeling to his best friend. It was adorable, really.
"And, you know, our friendship means the world to me, and I tried to not feel this, but I can't and..."
"Harry." It was time to put him out of his misery.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Can I talk now?"
"Yes," he said, flinching a bit and looking down. Was she so scary that he was afraid she'd hurt him?
"Harry, look at me." His green eyes moved from the floor to her face, apprehension clear in their depths. "I love you, too," she said decisively.
His eyes bugged out and his mouth dropped, but the kiss she gave him broke him out of his stupor.