(A/N: Friendship idea from before they were a couple, based off of a request from skendo.)
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"Is that a muggle magazine?" Harry asked, leaning over her shoulder with furrowed eyebrows. Hermione shrugged and twisted away from his prying eyes, ducking her head to hide the blush rising in her cheeks. "Yeah," she admitted, shifting the Seventeen in her lap. "It's for girls. My mum sent it in the post. I don't really read them at all, but she always tries to tell me I need to do something with my hair."
The skinny Slytherin boy shrugged and bent down to look at it more closely. "It looks dumb."
"Want to take the Friendship quiz?"
"Er...okay."
"Okay...what's my favorite color?"
Harry blinked, tilting his head to the side. "Ugh...Red?"
"Lavender. Let's move on...What do I want to be when I grow up?"
Another blank gaze. "Er...Librarian?"
"Really?" Hermione said.
"What?"
She rolled her eyes and went back to the page. "Nevermind. How many siblings do I have?"
"Uhm...one?"
"I'm an only child!" she yelped, throwing down the magazine in her irritation. "You can't pass a dumb muggle friendship quiz? Ron could have passed that."
"Look, I don't need to know any of that stupid stuff to know that you're my friend," Harry huffed. "You're smart and funny and level headed and nicer than my whole house, so that's all that matters."
Hermione was brought up short at the sudden outpouring of compliments from him. Getting a compliment from Harry Potter was like pulling fresh teeth. "R-really?"
He was blushing too, having heard what came out of his mouth, but he shrugged and nodded. "Y-yeah." Hermione looked down, smiling, and shifted a few inches closer to him until their shoulders brushed just slightly.