Personal Diary- A World Of Secrets by rockstar

Rating: PG13
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 7
Published: 24/04/2012
Last Updated: 01/06/2012
Status: Completed

Hermione has been writing a personal diary since her fourth year about her feelings for Harry.
But what would happen when Harry finds about the diary? Give your reviews to tell whether you liked
it or not.




1. Lost Diary
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**Lost Diary**

“Oh honestly Harry! Why don't you just go there and ask her out?” Hermione Granger asked her
best friend of last 5 years.

“What…What are you talking about? Harry stammered, feigning ignorance.

“What part of the question you didn't understand?” Hermione asked feeling a bit annoyed.

Harry and Hermione were sitting in the library, doing their Transfiguration homework. On the
table next to them, Cho Chang was sitting with her friends, doing her work, and occasionally
laughing at something her friends were saying.

Instead of focusing on his homework, Harry was staring at the girl on the next table. Even after
his disastrous relationship with Cho Chang last year, Harry was still hoping that they would get
back together.

Cho looked up and found Harry staring at her. She blushed and gave a small smile to him. Soon
her smile turned into a frown, when her eyes fell on Hermione, who was busy in writing on her
parchment, unaware of glaring Cho.

Harry followed her line of sight and sighed. It was clear that Cho was not happy with
Harry's friendship with Hermione Granger.

Hermione looked at Harry when he sighed.

“Harry, it's been more than 2 months since the term started. Why don't you just ask Cho
out and put me out of your misery.” Hermione said tiredly.

Harry looked at Hermione oddly. “Why are you in misery? It's me who is not able to do
anything about my feelings. And what you mean by *your misery*?” He asked.

Hermione simply rolled her eyes. “You suffer, I suffer, Harry. We are best friends, remember.”
Hermione said with a hint of a smile on her face. Harry smiled back genuinely.

His eyes turned back to Cho. “I don't think she would go out with me.” Harry said in a
dejected voice.

“Why not? As far as I can see, she still likes you. I have seen her numerous times, staring at
you in the Great Hall.” Hermione said, looking a bit confused.

Harry thought for a moment about what to answer. He knew he couldn't tell Hermione that it
was because of their friendship that Cho wouldn't go out with him.

“The way things ended last year between us, I don't think she would want to be with me
again.” He replied.

Hermione didn't say anything, just looked intently at Harry.

“Is it because of me, I mean our friendship? You know, if that is the case, we should not hang
out together anymore.” Hermione said in a small voice.

“No Hermione,” Harry said almost loudly.

“Don't you dare to ever think that our friendship is not important. You and your friendship
are very important to me.” Harry said fiercely, grabbing both hands of Hermione in his own.

Hermione simply grinned at him, but it hurt her to keep the façade of a smiling best friend.

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Hermione Granger had been in love with Harry Potter for last 2 years. However, she had no idea
how to tell him. She, so desperately wanted to tell him. Nevertheless, his infatuation with Cho
Chang stopped her from doing so.

She wanted to share her feelings with someone. She couldn't tell Ron, or her other best
friend as he was the one she had feelings for. Ginny, Hermione's only female best friend, had a
crush on Harry, so Hermione couldn't tell her either.

With no one left to share her feelings with, Hermione had started writing a personal diary. She
had been writing it since her fourth year when she started having feelings for Harry. It wasn't
day-to-day things that she wrote about in her diary. She just wrote about her feelings for Harry in
that. Almost every thought she had about Harry for last 2 years was written in the diary.

Her diary became like a best friend for her. It helped her in relieving her tension and hurt she
felt whenever she was around Harry. However, nobody knew about Hermione's habit to write in the
diary, not even her dorm mates.

Hermione always carried her diary around with her. She had put a spell on her diary, so that
only she could see it. If somebody looked into her bag, they would not be able to see the
diary.

Somehow, Hermione was always able to hide her emotions with ease. She could easily smile,
whenever Harry mentioned about Cho and his feelings for her. She never really had any hopes in her
heart that Harry would feel the same for her. So without any expectations, it was easy for her to
be around Harry whenever he looked at Cho with dreamy expressions on his face. Nothing changed for
her. She was still the same know-it-all best friend of Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley who helped
them with their homework and girl problems.

However, sometimes she did feel like crying. Whenever she felt like this, she would simply go to
any secluded corner of the castle, where nobody could find her and cry her heart out. Luckily, for
her, no one noticed anything out of the ordinary about her.

Unfortunately, for Hermione, a week after the day in the library, she had lost her diary. She
couldn't remember where she kept it last time.

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**Next day**

It was the early evening time. Harry was sitting alone in the common room. He had just gotten
back from his Quidditch practice. After the practice, Ron had left to meet his girlfriend, Luna
Lovegood and Hermione was in the library since afternoon.

Harry was completely knackered and just wanted to rest. Common room was almost empty, so Harry
decided to get some rest on the couch.

As he lied on the couch, something poked onto his back.

“What the hell?” He cursed.

He got up to see what was poking on his back. He couldn't see anything on the couch. He just
shrugged his shoulders and lied back. Once again, he felt something against his back. He groaned in
frustration and got up.

He looked down at the couch and nothing was there. Then Harry got an idea and started running
his hands on the couch. His hand touched something and he picked it up. He couldn't see it, but
from the feel of it, he could tell that it was a book or at least that's what the object felt
like.

He took out his wand from his pocket and pointed it on the object in his hand.

*`Revelio'* he said.

Harry realized that it wasn't a book. It was a diary with a cover of grey color. Nothing was
written on it.

From the looks of it, Harry could presume that it was a personal diary.

`Whose diary could it be?' Harry thought, with curiosity starting to bubble in his mind.
Since there was invisibility spell on the diary, whosoever owned the diary, didn't want anyone
else to read it.

Harry was in dilemma about what to do with the diary. He opened the diary in the hope to find
something about the owner of the diary. However, first page was blank. Harry again tried the
*Revelio* spell, but nothing appeared.

Harry tried some different spells as well, but nothing came into view on the page. He sighed in
defeat.

For a long time he contemplated what to do with it. He could have easily given the diary to
Hermione, who would have found the right owner without any problem. Curiosity got better of him
nevertheless. He left the common room to go to his dormitory.

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6th year boys' dormitory was empty when Harry entered it. He exhaled in relief
and settled on his bed. There was still some time for dinner to start. He opened the diary and
turned the first page. Second page was empty as well. Nevertheless, this time Harry was sure that
it wasn't empty like the first page. Harry again tried various advanced spells, thanks to
Hermione ha had learned over the years. Finally, after a long half an hour of trying, Harry managed
to break the spell on diary and a curvy writing appeared on the page.

“Wow!” Harry said in awe.

After taking a deep breath, he started reading. A part of him was feeling guilty, but, curiosity
to know about what was in the diary, overpowered it.

*`Wow I am actually writing in it.'*

*`I need someplace to vent out. I think this will do.'*

Harry turned the page.

*`I just realized; I am in love with him.* *But he has eyes for just that Ravenclaw
beauty.'*

*`Why can't he see that I am a girl as well, even if not as beautiful as her? Ha! I
answered my own question.'*

*`Ouch! It hurts bad.'*

Harry realized that the diary belonged to a girl, a girl who was in love with someone and had
some issues regarding her looks.

`Who could it be? Definitely, a Gryffindor.' Harry thought.

He continued reading through the pages.

*`You-know-who is back and I am glad he survived. I just love him so much.'*

`She must have started writing 2 years back.' Harry thought.

Harry realized that he shouldn't read this. It was something, very private. However, he just
couldn't resist.

*`I am back home. I miss him. I just can't imagine what he would be going through right
now.'*

`What could have happened with the boy?'Harry mused and turned his attention back to the
diary. Somehow, he felt as though if this diary was about him. He quickly discarded the idea.

*`Fifth year has started. No one believes him that you-know-who is back.'*

This struck Harry. Of course, it was him, whom nobody believed him last year about the return of
Lord Voldemort. Ministry had done a great job to convince wizarding world that Harry was just an
attention seeking prat.

*`I just want to hug him and tell him that everything would be alright.'*

Harry was sure that the boy in the diary was him. However, who could be this girl. Definitely,
someone close to him.

`Could it be Ginny? After all she had a crush on me since her first year.' Harry
thought.

*`Today I saw the marks on the back of his hand. That awful Umbridge made him write the lines
with his own blood. I know it hurts him, but he won't tell or show it. Stupid, stupid
him.'*

*`He had a nightmare today. I* *want to comfort him, but I ca**n't.'*

*`**Today h**e finally asked the Ravenclaw beauty out. Last night he told that she
kissed him. Here breaks first part of my heart and I can't even cry in front of
everyone.'*

*`Today they have gone on their first date. However, I asked him to meet me at the three
Broomsticks and he came, leaving his date. Okay I agree that he came because I said him that it was
very important. So he didn't come for me. Accepted.'*

Harry rubbed his head. He realized who it was. “Hermione” he whispered, taking in that he had
opened a new world of secrets about his best friend.

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2. World of Secrets
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**World of Secrets**

**A/N****: -** **I don't own Harry Potter and anything or anyone related…**

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*Harry rubbed his head. He realized who it was. “Hermione” he whispered, taking in that he had
opened a new world of secrets about his best friend.*

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Harry couldn't believe that Hermione was in love with him. Hermione Granger, his best friend
of last 5 years was in love with him and never bothered to tell him. But how could it be? She never
said anything, nor did she act like she loved him.

Hell! Hermione even gave him the advice regarding Cho.

Cho was the Ravenclaw beauty in the diary. Hermione always smiled whenever he told her about his
feelings for Cho. She never gave any indication that she was in pain. How was he supposed to
know?

Harry kept on reading.

*`**Harry and Cho broke up today. Harry didn't tell me anything. I eavesdropped on
them. I know it was wrong, but it wasn't intentional.*

*Today in the meeting of Dumbledore's Army, we had dueling lessons.* *Oh sorry.*
*I forgot to* *tell about Dumbledore's Army. It is a defense group, Harry, Ron and I
have formed. We have to do this because that stupid toad, Umbridge, wouldn't let us practice
defense spells in the class. I mean how we are going to pass our O.W.L.S* *and fight death
eaters**. Well, enough about DA.*

*So yeah, after the meeting was over, I was arranging the defense books back in shelf on the
far end of the room where there were various shelves filled with defense books.*

*I think Harry and Cho thought that they were alone. It was then that I heard their
conversation.*

*Cho was asking Harry to break his friendship with me. She was forcing him to choose between
me and her. I was so scared that moment that Harry would choose her. Next moment I realized that I
was underestimating our friendship and the strong bond I shared with Harry. Harry chose me. He
broke up with Cho. I was so happy.**'*

*`Harry told me and Ron that he had broken up with Cho, he didn't give the reason for
break up. I should have been very happy, like I was last night when I heard them breaking up.
However, I wasn't. Harry looked sad. May be he should have chosen her.'*

Harry looked at the diary incredulously.

`Has she gone mad? How can she think that I would ever choose anyone else above her? Someone so
intelligent can be so stupid at times.' Harry thought with a bitter smile. He continued
reading…

*`Harry's interview with beetle Rita has been a huge success. Everyone in the school has
started believing that Harry wasn't lying about Voldemort's return. 2 days back I spoke
Voldemort's name for the first time, Harry was impressed.'*

*`Downside of the success of the interview- Harry and Cho are back together. Cho even spoke to
me congratulating me for arranging the interview.'*

Harry realized that entries in the diary were taking a depressing tone moving towards the end of
the fifth year.

*`Today Harry and I were to study together in the library after dinner.* *However, he*
*went* *for* *a walk with Cho. I waited for him till* *11 PM, but he didn't
show up. He forgot, I didn't remind him.'*

Harry remembered that day; Cho had dragged him out of the castle, near the lake. He had lost the
track of time and by the time he realized, it was already too late for his study session with
Hermione. When he arrived back at the common room, Hermione was sitting there alone, reading a
book.

Harry thought of apologizing to her. However, to his surprise Hermione didn't mentioned
anything about study session, like she didn't remember at all, so Harry let it go as well. Now
he knew she hadn't forgotten. Last line on the page told him how much she was hurting that
night.

`*Is Harry forgetting me?'*

Harry curled his fist angrily. She was hurting and yet she smiled.

Harry felt angry towards Hermione. How could she smile and talk normally with him about Cho? She
was hurting inside all those times, yet she didn't say anything to him. How could she just lie
so easily to him? How could she hide her feelings from him? Why would she hide her feelings?

Harry knew why she hid it. Nevertheless, he was angry at Hermione for hiding it from him. They
were best friend and best friends didn't keep secrets from each other.

He continued reading the diary, which revealed deep, hurtful secrets of Hermione.

`She is ready to feel all the hurt, but wouldn't tell me about her feelings. Is she a
Gryffindor or not?' Harry thought angrily. He was angry at Hermione for not telling him and
angry at himself for not seeing Hermione's feelings for him.

Harry continued reading the diary. He decided not to go to dinner that night. He remained in his
dormitory, reading the diary.

Hermione didn't understand a thing about Quidditch; still she attended Quidditch matches,
just to see Harry play. She liked his windswept messy hair. According to Hermione, Harry looked
damn handsome in Gryffindor Quidditch robes.

Harry found that somehow over the years he had become the reason for Hermione's existence in
magical world. Whatever she read or learned, she always associated it with Harry and how would it
help him. Her knowledge, her thoughts, her experiences, her feelings and emotions…everything
revolved around Harry.

*`It makes me feel useful whenever Harry needs me**. I don't know what I would do
when he won't need me anymore. I just don't want to think about it.'*

Harry had to try hard to suppress his emotions, which were bubbling under the surface. He wanted
to go to Hermione straightaway and confront her. However, he continued to read the diary, getting
deeper into Hermione's world of secrets.

She had thought of how it would feel to kiss him, how would it feel to be in his arms and how
would it feel if he looked at her the same way he looked at Cho, even for a second.

Hermione had once thought of learning to fly, so as to impress Harry. However, she cancelled the
idea the moment she looked at the broomstick.

`Ha! One day I am going to make her fly on a broomstick.' Harry thought with amusement,
forgetting his anger for a moment. However, it returned reading further.

Harry found that Hermione had cried for him so many times. She did everything for him. She had
even let her hopes rise when Harry and Chon again broke up towards the end of the year.

(A/N: - I am not mentioning about Sirius because he survived at the end of the fifth year.)

He found that Hermione had never fully healed from the curse she was hit with, at the Ministry.
Harry shuddered, remembering that night. Voldemort had lured him to the Ministry, making him
believe that death eaters had captured Sirius. But Sirius wasn't captured. That night Harry had
almost lost Hermione. Luckily, Order had arrived on time and Hermione was saved. Hermione was
unconscious for a whole week and Harry never left her side. Somehow, he didn't know how to live
without Hermione.

Harry pulled himself out of his musings and went back to reading, finding other things about his
best friend.

She even had nightmares, repercussion of the curse. She had gone through a mild depression
during the summer vacation after fifth year because her feelings for her best friend were becoming
too much for her to handle.

`And she didn't feel like telling me.' Harry thought resentfully.

He continued to read, but last entry of the diary broke his resolve to control his emotions.

*`I know Harry would never love me the way I love him. It's time to let go of all my
hopes, it's time to give up on him.'*

Angry tears welled up in his eyes. He snapped shut the diary and threw it on the floor. He kept
staring at the diary, never moving from his place on the bed.

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Harry heard the footsteps outside the dormitory. He quickly wiped his tears away. He was picking
the diary from the floor when door opened. It was Ron.

“Harry, what are you doing? You missed the dinner.” Ron said as he entered into the
dormitory.

“I was not feeling well, so just decided to skip the meal.” Harry replied as he sat back on his
bed, slipping the diary under his pillow, which fortunately for him, went unnoticed by Ron.

“How are you feeling now?” Ron asked sitting on his bed.

“Better,” Harry replied.

Ron nodded. “Well, then you better go and tell Hermione about it. She was worried about you and
sent me here to check upon you.” Ron said with a huge yawn and closing his eyes.

Harry chuckled at this and nodded. He got up from his bed and made his way to the common
room.

He stopped at the last stair. He took a moment to look at Hermione who was sitting on the couch
in front of the fireplace. She looked so normal, who would have believed that she was wounded
inside.

`I have to give her credit. She's quite a good actress.' Harry thought bitterly.

Harry slowly made his way towards Hermione. Hermione looked up and smiled at him.

`She's smiling, a very effective mask to hide away all the pain, from me.' Harry thought
with same bitter feeling. Harry didn't return her smile.

“Ron said you were worried about me.” Harry said coldly.

Hermione was taken aback by his tone.

“Yeah, you didn't show up at dinner.” Hermione replied, looking at Harry with a wary look in
her eyes.

“I was not feeling well.” Harry replied abruptly.

Hermione merely nodded. “I brought you a sandwich, thought you would be hungry.” Hermione said,
gesturing towards the covered plate, which was kept on the table beside the couch.

“Thank you, but I am not feeling hungry.” Harry replied looking away from Hermione's worried
face.

Right that moment he couldn't look at Hermione, knowing that she was hiding so many secrets
from him. It hurt him to look at her and know that she just gave up on him. He was scared that if
he stayed any longer in her company he would snap and shout at her, confronting her about the
diary. He knew it wasn't the right moment to talk, at least not until he had his emotions in
control.

“Good night,” Harry said and turned to leave.

However, Hermione grabbed his hand. “Harry, you haven't eaten anything since the lunch time.
You should eat the sandwich.” She said, a little forcefully.

“I told you I am not hungry.” Harry snapped angrily at her, quickly snatching his hand away from
her grasp.

Hermione stared at Harry with shocked look on her face, which was quickly replaced by hurt. Some
of the other students were also looking at them. Harry stared at Hermione for a moment and then
quickly darted back towards the staircase leading to the boys' dormitories.

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Next day Hermione tried to talk to him during the breakfast, asking him about whether he was
angry at her. However, Harry simply answered *no* and ignored her for the rest of the day.

This routine of avoiding Hermione continued for next couple of days. Others too had started to
notice the tension between Harry and Hermione. When Ron confronted Harry about this, Harry just
said that nothing was wrong between him and Hermione. Words were spreading around that Harry had
broken his friendship with Hermione. Harry knew it was not true, but right now he was hurting too
much to right the things between him and Hermione.

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As Harry continued to avoid Hermione, Hermione became more and more depressed with each passing
day. Various doubts and insecurities were making their way into her mind. She had started to think
that Harry didn't want to be friends with her anymore. Was it because of Cho? Was Harry finally
going to end their friendship, so he could be with Cho? Hermione felt guilty for doubting
Harry's friendship. She knew Harry would never end their friendship because of Cho. Then why
was he avoiding her?

She tried so many times to talk with Harry. However, Harry always had excuses to avoid her
company. She couldn't help but think that Harry was hiding something from her. It hurt her to
think that he didn't trust her. She couldn't help but cry at the helplessness she was
feeling due to Harry avoiding her. She wasn't used to Harry avoiding her.

While Harry continued to avoid Hermione, there was another big problem for Hermione. She had not
found her diary yet. She checked every place where she might have lost the diary. She checked her
dormitory, Gryffindor common room, and library. She even asked Dobby and other house-elves, if they
found any diary while cleaning the Gryffindor tower, but with no success.

Even though she had placed the privacy charms on the diary, Hermione was still scared about what
if anyone read her diary. She was sure that nobody would be able to break her charms, but was
scared nonetheless.

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Cho Chang was the happiest human being in the castle of Hogwarts. She had heard the rumors of
broken friendship between Harry and Hermione. She had seen in the Great Hall, the way Harry had
stopped sitting with Hermione.

Cho was sure that Harry had broken his friendship with Hermione, so that he could get back
together with her. Cho knew that Harry still liked her and was finally going to choose her over
Hermione.

Hermione Granger, she was always a thorn in the bouquet of happiness of Cho's life. Cho had
been very angry when Harry chose Hermione over her.

However, now their friendship was over. Cho knew what she had to do now. She was going to tell
him that she wanted to get back with him. She was going to ask him to go with her to the next
Hogsmeade trip. With no Hermione to disturb them, this was going to be a great date.

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3. An Overdue Talk
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**Author's note****:- Sorry for the delay guys.**

**Earlier in some of the replies to the reviews, I said that this would be the last chapter.
However, my system crashed and I lost the chapter. I had to write it all over again. Therefore, I
am dividing the last chapter in two parts. Sorry for any kind of inconvenience.**
**A****pologies in advance for spelling and grammar mistakes.**

**Disclaimer****:- I don't own Harry Potter and anyone or anything related.**

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**An Overdue Talk**

Hermione was still searching for her diary, but was getting no success. She was scared what if
somebody got his or her hands on it. Moreover, what she would do if Harry found it.

It's been almost a week since Hermione had a decent conversation with Harry. After his
outburst in the common room, Harry has been avoiding her. He would merely talk to her when it was
necessary, and he had no other alternative. It was clear that Hermione was the only one he avoided,
as he was talking to everyone else.

It's not that Hermione didn't try to speak with him. During the last week, she tried
many times to talk to him, but he always made excuses to get away from her. Hermione was a patient
girl; however, she too had a limit. Towards the end of the week, Hermione decided that it was more
than she could take from Harry. She tried every possible friendly way to talk with Harry; however,
she hardly had any success. Finally, she decided that it was time to use the force. She knew that
Harry might get angry regarding what she was going to do; however, he left her with no other
option.

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On Sunday morning, Hermione woke up early and got ready. Gryffindor common room was still empty
when she arrived there. Hermione decided what she was going to do. Previous night Ron had told her
that Gryffindor team was scheduled for an early morning practice on Sunday. Hermione had asked Ron
to bring Harry in the empty Charms class after their practice.

Hermione checked the time. There was still half an hour before the breakfast time.

`There practice should be over by now.' Hermione thought.

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Hermione left the common room and made her way to the Charms corridor. It took her about 10
minutes to reach there. When she reached there, she noticed that Charms classroom was open.

Hermione slowly made her way to the class and peeked inside. Harry and Ron were there. Ron was
under the table, looking for something, while Harry was standing near the teacher's table,
where two broomsticks were kept. He was looking very annoyed.

“Did you find it Ron?” Harry asked in a frustrated voice.

“No Harry,” Ron replied.

“Ron, how can you forget your Charms homework here?” Harry asked in exasperated voice.

“Wait. When did you do your homework? It's not due until next Friday.” Harry said
frustratingly, making his way to the back of the class, where Ron was under the table.

Ron came out from under the table and found Harry standing in front of him, his arms crossed in
front of his chest.

Hermione decided that it was time to save Ron. She entered the room silently.

It looked like Harry sensed her presence as he turned around and looked at her.

For a couple of minutes, everything was quiet as Harry and Hermione stared at each other.

Hermione suddenly realized how much she had missed Harry. It felt like ages since she had seen
him this close, for more than just a couple of seconds.

Hermione had expected Harry to walk away as soon as he noticed her presence; however, he
didn't. He was still standing there, looking at her intently.

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Harry was surprised to see Hermione in the Charms classroom. However, as the surprise wore off,
he realized that he wanted nothing more than to pull Hermione in his arms and kiss her.

`Wow! When did I start thinking about kissing Hermione?' Harry thought feeling astonished.
He felt guilty seeing the distressed look on Hermione's face. There were faint brownish circles
beneath her eyes; clearly, the resultant of worry and sleepless nights and Harry was sure all this
was because of him.

Lost in their thoughts, Harry and Hermione didn't notice Ron sighing with relief and leaving
the class, carrying the broomsticks with him.

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Hermione stepped closer to Harry and touched his cheek. Harry closed his eyes at her touch,
covering her hand with his own.

“I have missed you Harry.” Hermione said in a soft voice. Harry opened his eyes and looked at
his best friend and most important person in his life.

“I have missed you too.” Harry replied in heartfelt voice.

Hermione moved closer to him and hugged him tight, before letting him go.

“Don't you think Harry, I deserve an explanation over why have you been avoiding me for the
last one week?” Hermione said in a hurt voice.

Harry remembered why he was avoiding her and why he was angry with her. He had almost forgotten
it after seeing her so close to him.

“I know, but I don't think I want to tell you. It has nothing to do with you.” Harry replied
stiffly.

Hermione felt her anger rising at Harry's reply.

“So that's it. Huh? You won't to tell me. If you remember, we tell everything to each
other. Since when had you started hiding things from me Harry?” Hermione shouted.

“You just decide it on your own that you don't want to tell me. Fine, then why are you
avoiding me? Of course, whatever you are not telling me has something to do with me. So I have
every right to know what's bothering you, concerning me.” Hermione said angrily.

Harry could feel his own anger rise at Hermione's angry tirade. It looked like Hermione was
going to continue. However, Harry interrupted her.

“Aren't you being a hypocrite?” Harry asked sarcastically.

Hermione was shocked at what Harry said.

“What you mean by that?” Hermione asked in a trembling voice.

“You say that I am hiding things from you. However, from where I am seeing the things, I am not
the only one who's hiding something. You have been hiding something from me as well.” Harry
said heatedly.

“What are you talking about?” Hermione asked in a confused and a little worried voice.

“I'll tell you what I am talking about.” Harry said gritting his teeth, as he took hold of
Hermione's wrist tightly and started pulling her along with him out of the Charms
classroom.

“Harry, what?” Hermione squealed.

However, Harry didn't respond. He simply dragged Hermione with him to the Gryffindor tower
and then to the 6th year boys' dormitory.

When Harry opened the door of boys' dormitory, he found Dean and Seamus reading a Quidditch
magazine.

“Leave the dorm.” Harry said in a commanding voice.

“Why? It's our dorm too. You can go somewhere to snog each other.” Seamus retorted back. He
didn't realize the danger, he was putting himself in, by aggravating Harry more than he already
was. However, Dean was better at understanding the mood of his dorm mate. He knew about the
tension, which was brewing between Harry and Hermione for the last one week. Looking at the way,
Harry was holding Hermione's hand and the look of distress on Hermione's face, he realized
that something was going to happen. It was better to leave them as quickly as possible.

“Come on Seamus. Let's go.” Dean said hastily, getting up from the bed.

“What?” Seamus exclaimed.

“Just get up.” Dean hissed angrily.

Seamus scowled at Harry when he moved to leave the dorm with Dean; Harry scowled back at
him.

Harry released Hermione's hand from his firm grip and closed the door of the dorm. He took
out his wand from the pocket of his Quidditch robes and cast a *Muffliato* charm and a locking
charm on the door.

Harry turned and looked at Hermione, who was massaging her wrist.

“What the hell was that for?” She said snappily, “You could have asked me to come with you.”

Harry just ignored her and moved to where his bed was situated. He knelt down to open his trunk
and started looking for the diary. Hermione looked at him curiously, as he was searching.

After a couple of minutes of searching, Harry stood up with diary in his hand and turned around
to look at Hermione.

Hermione met his gaze with her own curious eyes, before her eyes fell on the diary in his hand.
Her face turned white.

“Do you know what this is, Hermione?” Harry asked in a calm voice as he walked towards Hermione
and stopped right in front of her just a couple of inches apart.

Hermione simply stared at the diary in Harry's hand. She gathered her courage and looked in
Harry's eyes. He had an unreadable look into his eyes.

Hermione knew that since the cat was already out of the bag, there was no point in denying.

“Where did you find it?” She asked tentatively.

“I found it in the common room.” Harry said in a calm voice.

Hermione simply nodded in assent. She took a deep breath and asked the next decisive
question.

“Did you read it?” She whispered, preparing herself for his answer.

“Yes.” Harry answered in a low voice.

Nobody spoke anything after that. They simply stared at each other, before Hermione decided to
break their staring contest.

Hermione knew she was in deep trouble. There were very high chances that she might lose
Harry's friendship forever. Her heart was breaking bit by bit, as the silence stretched and
Harry didn't say anything else.

While Hermione felt like breaking down, Harry was going through his own personal turmoil. He
wanted to shout at Hermione; he wanted to ask her why she didn't tell him about her feelings.
He wanted to ask her that why she kept everything bottled up inside her heart, when she was hurting
so much. Didn't she know that if she was in pain, it hurt him as well? He finally snapped.

“Why didn't you tell me?” Harry asked angrily.

Hermione looked up at him in surprise. “What did you expect from me to tell you?” Hermione
asked, looking astonished.

Hermione didn't know what to think. Did Harry really expect her to tell him about her
feelings? If he did, it was completely ridiculous. For God's sake, he was already pining for
Cho that time.

“About your feelings,” Harry answered without any hesitation, as though if it was the most
obvious answer in the whole world.

Hermione looked at Harry in disbelief. “Honestly Harry! Are you out of your mind? Did you really
expect me to tell about my feelings, when you were already infatuated with Cho Chang?” She asked
incredulously.

Harry was speechless for a moment.

“She doesn't matter. You should have still told me about your feelings.” Harry said
fiercely.

Hermione crossed her arms across her chest and looked at Harry.

“And what would you have done Harry, confess your love for me?” Hermione asked
sarcastically.

Harry was quiet so Hermione continued.

“Why did you read it? It's called as a personal diary for a reason.” Hermione snapped.

However, her anger evaporated in a matter of seconds.

“Why does it matter even, Harry? What I feel is my business, no one else's. You were not
supposed to read that diary.” She said in a tired voice.

“How can you say it even? What you feel is my business, you are my business. I want to know if
something or someone is hurting you, even if it's me.” Harry shouted in reply.

“I didn't want to hurt you. I knew you didn't feel the way I felt for you and the kind
of person you are, you would have blamed yourself over something on which you had no control.”
Hermione said in a sad voice, looking at the floor.

Harry's shoulders stooped low in defeat. “All those times when we were talking about my
relationship with Cho, when you gave me advice regarding how to approach Cho, on outside you were
always smiling, but inside you were hurting. You said you didn't want to hurt me. However, I am
hurting now. What are you going to do about it Hermione?” Harry said, hurt evident in his
voice.

“Remember; you suffer I suffer.” Harry said sarcastically.

Harry gripped Hermione's chin lightly and raised her face upwards so that he could see into
her eyes.

“Don't you understand Hermione? You are the most important person into my life. Do you
really think that I would choose Cho or anyone else over you?” Harry asked in a soft voice.

Hermione's eyes glazed with unshed tears.

“That's exactly the reason why I didn't tell you Harry. I know you would have chosen me.
However, it would have been out of friendship or pity for my unrequited feelings. I wanted you to
choose me out of love. Not a friend's love, but a lover's love, Harry. I am in love with
you and I want you to love me back the way I do. And the problem is that you will never feel the
same way for me.” Hermione said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Hermione quickly wiped it away and smiled at Harry, putting up a brave front.

“But you know what? It's ok. I didn't expect you to return my feelings. Nobody can help
the way they feel. And to be truth, I was alright with it. As long as you didn't know about it,
it was easier to be around you. However, now that you know about it, things might get a little
awkward between us. And I am sorry for hurting you. But I assure you that our friendship is strong
enough to get through this entire debacle.” Hermione said with a friendly smile.

“And don't worry, one day I would get over you.” Hermione said the last part with a
chuckle.

Harry didn't say anything, his mind was completely blank. He knew he loved Hermione. But was
it just a friend's love or more than that, he didn't know. He was sure of one thing though.
Whatever he felt for Hermione, it was a very strong feeling. Then there was this sudden desire to
kiss her.

He had never been in love before; hence he didn't know how it felt to be in love with
someone. There was no one with whom he could share his confusion.

Hermione interrupted his thoughts. “I better go. They would be thinking that we are snogging
here.” Hermione said in an amused voice, in an attempt to cover her pain. However, looking at
Harry's face she knew it was a failed attempt.

Without saying anything, Hermione cast an *Alohomora* spell on the door and left the
dormitory leaving a hurt, sad, and confused Harry behind.

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would be cheerful. It would be just a little sad in starting; rest would be fluff and
romance.**

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**Author's note:-** **Hey guys. This is the last chapter.** **It might not be an
original idea, but I loved writing it. Hopefully you would enjoy it as well. I am keeping my
fingers crossed.** **Apologies for spelling and grammar mistakes.**

**Disclaimer:- I don't own Harry Potter and anyone or anything related.**

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*He was already late for the class. He was running as fast as his* *long* *legs*
*c**ould carry him.*

*He sighed with relief as he finally managed to reach the class without getting too late.
Harry turned the knob to open the door.* *He expected class**room* *to be full by
now; however, it was empty. Backside* *of the classroom was covered in the
darkness**,* *and Harry could hear someone moaning with pleasure.*

*“Who**'s there**?” Harry asked in a loud voice. Moaning stopped**,*
*and everything was silent.*

*“Harry,” a girl's voice called his name.*

*Harry stiffened hearing the voice of his best friend.*

*He could see the outline of Hermione's curvy fo**rm as she walked towards the
illuminating part of the class**.*

*“Hermione, what are you doing* *here**?” asked a shocked Harry.*

*He was more shocked looking at the appearance of his best friend. Her hairs were
disheveled**,* *and her lips were swollen. Her clothes were wrinkled**,* *and
her* *robe was* *missing. She was wearing only a skirt and a school shirt, whose top*
*three* *buttons were open.*

*Harry could see the* *figure of a boy coming out of the darkness.*

*“Hey Potter,” Justin said as he came over and stood next to Hermione. He was shirtless and
his trouser's button was undone. He slipped a hand around Hermione's waist pulling her
closer to him.*

*“Herm…Hermione**,* *what are you doing here with Justin?” Harry stammered.*

*“What do you think I am doing Harry? Getting over you of course**,**” Hermione said
sweetly. She wrapped her arms around Justin's neck and kissed him hard on the lips.*

*“B…But…**b**ut you can't get over me**.”* *Harry stuttered.*

*Hermione disentangled herself from Justin and looked at Harry.*

*“Said who?” Hermione asked and started giggling. She took hold of Justin's hand.*

*“Let's go**,* *sweetheart. I don't think we are going to get any privacy
over* *here anymore.”* *Hermione said to Justin while sneering at Harry.*
*Hermione* *started* *lead**ing* *Justin towards the door* *walking past
a dejected Harry.*

*H**arry* *could feel his heart breaking. Hermione, his best friend,* *the*
*only woman he wanted to share his life with, was just going to stop loving him.*

*“But I just realized that I am in love with you. You can't leave me now.” Harry said
desperately.*

*Justin and Hermione turned around to look at Harry. They both started laughing at Harry.
Justin pulled Hermione in his arms. He traced his finger over Hermione's soft cheek**.*
*Hermione was looking back at him with* *an* *adorable look in her eyes.*

*Justin turned his face to look at Harry. When he* *spoke,* *his voice was echoing
around the room, as though if they were not in an empty classroom but an empty Great Hall.*

*“You are late Potter**, too late**. She's all mine now.” Justin said in a loud
voice.*

*“No,” Harry screamed as Justin and Hermione started fading.*

*“No…no…no….” Harry screamed again**,* *“You can't take her away from me.
Hermione…Hermione…don't go…”*

*He could feel somebody shaking him* *and* *calling hi**s name**. He
wanted to respond. He wanted to ask* *somebody* *to stop Hermione from leaving him. But
how? He couldn't speak. He could* *only* *hear the voices.*

“Harry…Harry, you dumbass, get up now.” Ron shouted, trying to shake his best friend from his
deep slumber.

Harry quickly sat up and started looking around frantically.

“Hermione,” he called in a panicked voice.

His eyes fell on Ron, who was standing near his bed. “Ron, where is Hermione? She was with
Justin. Then they both just faded.” Harry said in terror-filled voice.

Ron glared at Harry. “It was a just a dream Harry.” He replied crossly. It took a moment for
Harry to register what Ron said.

Harry sighed with relief. “Thank god. I thought that…” Harry stopped, realizing that Ron was not
the only one who was up. His other dorm mates were up as well and were now glaring at him, except
Neville of course, who was looking at Harry with sympathy.

“Um…sorry guys,” Harry said sheepishly. It was the third night in a row that Harry had awoken
his dorm mates due to his screaming.

“Do us a favor, Harry. Talk to Hermione in real life, rather than in your dreams. She will
surely teach you how to cast a silencing charm around your bed.” Seamus said sarcastically. After
that Dean, Seamus and Neville went back to sleep, while Ron was still standing near to Harry's
bed.

Harry turned red due to embarrassment.

“Was it too bad, Ron? Was I screaming Hermione's name?” Harry asked warily, as he already
knew the answer.

Ron was about to say whatever was there on his mind, but thought otherwise and held his
tongue.

“We'll talk about this in the morning, Harry.”Ron said in calm voice. Harry simply
nodded.

Ron went back to his bed and after a couple of minutes, Harry heard him snoring.

“Great,” Harry murmured. He took his wand from the nightstand and cast a silencing charm around
his bed. Harry checked the time. Few hours were still left before the sunrise.

Sleep wasn't coming easy for Harry; he couldn't stop thinking about a certain brunette,
who was supposed to be his best friends, and the woman he was so completely in love with.

Last time he had spoken to Hermione was when he confronted her about her feelings for him. Two
weeks passed since then.

First couple of days after their conversation, Harry didn't know how to behave around her.
Things were awkward, as Hermione had said. On the top of it all, Hermione was avoiding him and was
going out of her way to do so. On the other hand, Cho was again talking to him. She even asked him
out on a date, but Harry simply refused. Somehow, whatever he felt for her was not there
anymore.

Harry just had no idea what to do. At least now, he understood how Hermione felt when he avoided
her after he learned about the diary. It felt terrible, as though if everything in his life had
turned upside down.

Not only did he get the experience about how it felt to be the target of avoidance, but he also
gained the first-hand experience of how it felt to see the only person you loved, with someone
else.

A couple of days back, when Harry had sorted out his feelings and realized that he was in love
with Hermione, he decided to talk to her about it and apologize.

After the classes for the day were over, Harry went to the library to talk to Hermione. However,
Hermione was not alone. Justin Finch-Fletchley was sitting there with her, and they were chatting
amicably. A flame of jealousy flared inside Harry's heart. He tried to hear what they were
talking about. The only thing he caught was Justin asking Hermione if she was interested in
spending her Hogsmeade weekend with him. Harry lost his temper that moment. Harry distinctly
remembered what happened that day.

*“Hermione would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend.” Justin asked
shyly.*

*Hermione looked surprised at this. However, before she could reply**,* *Harry
jumped in between their conversation.*

*“No**,* *she won't,” Harry said* *in a loud voice, glaring at the startled
Justin.* *Both Hermione and Justin stood up.*

*“Harry**,* *what are you doing here?* *Hermione asked looking shocked at
Harry's sudden appearance. However, Harry ignored her question and stared at Justin.*

*“She's not going with you.” Harry said firmly.*

*“Why not?” Hermione asked in a calm yet dangerous voice.*

*Harry gulped and looked at Hermione. In the fit of his rage over Justin, Harry had forgotten
for a second that Hermione was there as well.*

*“You are going with me.” Harry said without thinking. His eyes widened, realizing what he had
just said.*

*“And who the hell are you to decide that?” Hermione retorted.*

*“You should go with me, n**ot with him.” Harry said lamely.*

*Herm**ione narrowed her eyes at Harry;* *however,* *she didn't say
anything to him. A calm, (according to Harry, too calm) expression took over her face. She turned
to Justin and* *said,* *“I'd love to go with you Justin.”*

*Justin brightened at this. “Thanks Hermione,”* *he said and left the library.*

*Hermione simply decided to ignore Harry after that and started packing her school
bag.*

*“Why did you do that?” Harry asked angrily after Justin left the library.*

*Hermione glowered at Harry. “Because I wanted to**,**” She replied shortly and*
*quickly walked out of the library**, leaving an angry Harry behind.*

*However, t**hat was not the end of the story**.* *When the Hogsmeade weekend
arrived,* *Harry* *dragged* *a dazed and annoyed* *Ron with him**,*
*to follow Hermione and Justin in* *the* *Hogsmeade. They both* *had*
*hid**den* *themselves* *under* *the* *invisibility cloak* *owned
by Harry**.*

*Harry saw* *Justin and Hermione* *getting along well.* *He realized that they
both had many common interests. Justin went to the bookstore with Hermione, something Harry and Ron
always avoided. Not that Hermione* *complained about it. Harry had thought regretfully*
*that Hermione might have wanted them to go with her, but didn't say anything because of
their* *rude attitude**.*

*After moving around the Hog**s**meade* *Justin and Hermione had gone to the
Three Broomsticks. Harry wanted to follow them there**;* *however, Ron had blatantly
refused. Finally**,* *they* *decided* *to go back to the castle. That
da**y Harry learned that he had literally taken Hermione for granted.*

Harry shifted in his bed to get in a comfortable position and closed his eyes. It was going to
be a long night.

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It was Saturday morning. Harry could feel sunlight falling on his face, making him feel warm. He
opened his eyes and sat up. He realized that he was the only one left in the dormitory, rest of his
dorm mates had already left for the breakfast. He groaned with frustration and pulled himself out
of the bed.

After taking care of his morning rituals, Harry left the Gryffindor tower. When he entered the
Great Hall, he saw Ron, Seamus, and Dean sitting together and talking to each other quietly. Harry
made his way towards them.

“Hey guys, Good Morning,” Harry said as he took an empty seat next to Ron.

Ron looked up at his best friend. “Good Morning Harry,” Ron replied groggily. Dean and Seamus
simply nodded in acknowledgement.

“Didn't get to sleep enough?” Harry teased.

“Shut up Harry,” Ron replied in an annoyed voice.

“You know Harry, if a certain someone had guts to do something about his feelings for his best
*girl* friend, I might have slept well.” Ron said sarcastically.

Harry decided to ignore his comment and started filling his plate with the food.

It was the same thing for the last couple of days. Ron was trying to convince Harry to talk with
Hermione. When Ron had pressurized Harry to tell what exactly happened between him and Hermione,
Harry told him about the diary and the confrontation he had with Hermione. To his surprise, Ron
admitted that he knew about Hermione's feelings.

It looked like almost everyone knew about Hermione's feelings for Harry. To Harry's
dismay, even Malfoy knew about it as he once made a shite remark about Hermione's feelings for
Harry. Hermione was embarrassed, and Harry landed himself into a detention with Prof. Snape for
punching Malfoy.

After everything that happened with Justin and Malfoy, Harry just couldn't bring himself to
talk with Hermione. Moreover, he was finding it hard to concentrate on his performance as a seeker
in his house team and Gryffindors were going to play a very important match against Slytherins next
week.

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Ron and Luna were sitting near the lake, under a tree. After finishing the breakfast, Ron had
left with Luna, and Harry went back to Gryffindor tower to do his homework.

Ron had shared his worries over Harry with Luna. He was worried that Harry will not be able to
concentrate on the game against Slytherin.

Even if it looked like Ron's main concern was Quidditch, for him, it was not just about
Quididtch. His best friends were suffering, and he wanted to end their suffering. He knew Harry and
Hermione were too stubborn to take the first step, so it was upon him to push them together.

Furthermore, to avoid Harry, Hermione was avoiding Ron as well. Therefore, Ron had to do his
homework on his own.

“Why don't you lock them with each other in a room with Nargles? I am sure they will help
them in getting together. After all, Nargles did help us in getting together. They can do the same
thing for our friends as well.” Luna said with a faraway look in her eyes.

Ron stared dumbly at his girlfriend, and then it clicked in his mind.

“Why didn't I think of it earlier?” Ron said excitedly.

“What is it?” Luna asked dreamily. Ron looked at his girlfriend with an exciting glint in his
eyes.

“We just need to lock them together. They would never be able to resist each other's
company.” Ron said.

Looking at Luna's confused expression, Ron continued.

“The main reason why Harry and Hermione are avoiding each other is because they can't resist
each other's company. Whenever they are in close vicinity, they attract each other like
magnets, even though they have no idea about it. All we have to do is get them together at one
place, and they will sort out rest of the things on their own.” Ron finished.

“That's very thoughtful, Ron.” Luna said through a smile and kissed him lightly on the
lips.

“We can lock them in Greenhouse. That room is full of Nargles and Mistletoe.” Luna said
absentmindedly.

Ron had no idea what she was talking about; however, he nodded his head.

`I am a one lucky bloke to have her in my life.' Ron thought with a smile. He leaned forward
and captured her lips in a loving kiss. Rest of their time at lake was spent snogging each other
senseless.

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According to their plan, Ron prepared two notes, one for Harry, and another one for Hermione.
With the help of Luna, Ron changed his writing to Harry and Hermione's writing.

In Harry's note, Hermione asked him to meet him at the Greenhouse.

*Dear Harry,*

*Meet me at the Greenhouse today**,* *at 8:30 PM.*

*Hermione*

In Hermione's note, Harry asked her to meet him at the Greenhouse.

*Dear Hermione,*

*Please meet me at the Greenhouse today**,* *at 8:30 PM. Please**,*
*it's important.*

*Harry*

After writing the notes, Ron and Luna went to Owlery and sent the notes to the respective
parties. After sending the notes, they went to meet Dobby. It took them about more than just a
couple of hours, to convince him to steal the wands of Harry and Hermione. In the end, Dobby agreed
to help Harry and Harry Potter's Hermy (a name Dobby had given to Hermione).

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Harry was surprised when he received Hermione's letter. He couldn't believe that
Hermione wanted to meet him. He was very excited to get a chance to tell Hermione about his
feelings.

On the other hand, Hermione was scared about meeting Harry. She had been avoiding Harry since
their conversation in the boys' dormitory. She knew Harry was probably blaming himself for
whatever happened between them. However, she didn't want to face his rejection and pity.

She didn't want to avoid him. Seeing the miserable look in his eyes, hurt her, but she
didn't know what else to do. For once Hermione Granger didn't know the answers to her
problems.

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For some reason, Harry couldn't find his wand. Therefore, he made his way to the Greenhouse
without it. It didn't seem to bother him as all he could think was about Hermione.

When he reached the Greenhouse, to his surprise, it was open. When he entered the room, Hermione
was already there. She was looking at one of the plants, so she didn't notice Harry coming and
stand behind her.

“Hi Hermione,” Harry said softly. Hermione almost jumped at this and turned around.

“Harry,” she said in a startled voice.

They both stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, they heard the noise at the gates, only to find them close.

“What the hell?” Harry exclaimed loudly as he made his way to the door. He tried to open the
door, but it wouldn't budge.

“It's locked.” Harry said as Hermione came over and stood next to him.

“Use your wand.” Hermione said.

“I don't have my wand with me. You would have to use yours.” Harry replied.

Hermione panicked at this. “But I don't have my wand either. I couldn't find it anywhere
when I left the tower.” She answered back, “That means we are locked here.”

Hermione started banging on the door. “Hey open the door. Whosoever you are, just open the
bloody door or I'll hex you when I'll get out of here.” Hermione shouted.

“You can't hex me as your wand is with me.” Ron replied from the other side of the door.

“Ron, is that you? What the hell you think you are doing?” Harry said in a thunderous voice.

“Sorry mate, but all this shouting is not going to open the door. You both have been acting
stupid for last two weeks. I am tired of putting up with both of your idiocy. It's time you two
sort out your issues. Either do that or stay here for the rest of the night and tomorrow as well,
as it would be Sunday and Greenhouse will not be opened.” Ron said in a calm voice.

“If you need anything you can call Dobby. He'll bring you whatever you will require, except
your wands. Now I'll leave you guys alone. Goodnight.” with that, they heard Ron casting a
powerful silencing charm on the door and then leaving.

“I just don't believe we are locked in the Greenhouse.” Hermione said irately.

Harry looked at Hermione, who was pacing back and forth furiously.

“You didn't send the note. Did you?” Harry asked, taking out the note from the pocket of his
robe.

“No, I didn't send it and you didn't either.” She said. It wasn't a question.

“No,” Harry replied with a chuckle.

They both were quiet for a couple of minutes.

“What should we do now?” Hermione asked, looking around at the magical plants.

Harry simply shrugged. “Let's find a safe place to sit, away from these dangerous plants.”
He suggested. Hermione nodded in agreement.

They went to the other side of the Greenhouse, where there were no plants.

“We can sit here.” Hermione said gesturing towards the wall farthest away from the plants. They
both settled themselves on the cold floor, sitting next to each other with their backs resting
against the wall.

Hermione sighed. “What do we do for the rest of the night?” She asked.

“Talk,” Harry replied.

“What's there to talk?” Hermione said in a defeated voice.

Harry didn't reply. He had thought of many things he wanted to tell Hermione. However, at
the moment his mind was completely blank.

“Harry,” Hermione called his name.

“Yeah,” Harry said in a distracted voice.

“Why did you react the way you did, when Justin asked me to go with him on the Hogsmeade trip?”
Hermione asked curiously.

Harry looked at her with intense eyes. “I was jealous.” He replied blatantly.

Hermione was stunned at his transparent confession.

“Why were you jealous?” she asked in a soft voice.

“He was going to take you away from me.” Harry said with a faraway look on his face.

Hermione simply chuckled at his reply. “What's so funny?” Harry asked in a hurt voice.

Hermione squeezed his hand. “You have nothing to be jealous about, Harry.” Hermione said gently,
“And I am not going anywhere.”

Harry felt relieved at her words; however, he also felt confused at her words. Hermione simply
smiled.

“Justin didn't ask me for a date. He just wanted to ask me about Demelza Robins.” Hermione
replied in an amused voice.

“Robins, you mean Gryffindor Chaser, Demelza Robins.” Harry said skeptically.

Hermione started laughing at this. “Yes Harry, I am talking about Gryffindor Quidditch
team's star chaser Demelza Robins. Justin wanted to ask her out, but he didn't know
anything about her. As Justin is my study partner in Arthimancy class, he decided to ask me about
her. He asked her out two days back.” She said in a calm voice. However, looking at the incredulous
expression on Harry's face, she bursts out laughing.

“I just made a fool out of myself.” Harry said looking astonished.

“Well, there's no doubt about it, Mr. Potter.” Hermione said playfully, ruffling Harry's
already messy hair with her hand.

Harry looked at Hermione with a roguish grin on his face and before Hermione could comprehend
what was happening, Harry pulled her on his lap.

“Harry,” Hermione squealed in surprise, as Harry started to tickle her mercilessly.

“Ha…Harry… s...st...Stop it.” Hermione managed to blurt out between her fits of laughter.

Harry stopped tickling her, but didn't let her go out of his embrace. He just wanted to hold
her like this forever and never ever wanted to let her go.

Hermione was entranced with the intense look in Harry's eyes, as though if he was looking
straight into her soul. She felt as though if she had stopped breathing. It was something she had
never seen in his eyes before. However, before her thoughts could move further, Harry captured her
lips in a passionate kiss.

Hermione's mind was completely blank. The only thing she knew was that Harry was kissing
her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss as passionately as she could.
She wasn't aware of anything else in the universe, except her and Harry.

Harry felt like he was flying. No! Even flying didn't feel this good. He was definitely in
heaven. In last two weeks, he had imagined many times how it would feel to kiss Hermione; however,
who cared about the imagination anymore. Real kiss was so much better and intoxicating than the
imaginary ones.

He pulled Hermione as close as possible. Hermione could feel Harry's tongue at her lower lip
and immediately opened her mouth to receive him. A thrill shot through her whole body and she
shivered, as she tasted him, drank him.

Harry pulled back.

“Are you feeling cold?” Harry asked in a husky voice, concern evident in his emerald green
eyes.

“Umm…no, I am feeling very hot.” Hermione blurted out. Her mind was hazy and she just wanted to
continue kissing Harry.

Harry grinned at her and pulled her back in a blazing kiss, pouring all his love for her into
that kiss. He received as good as he gave. Hermione tasted like chocolate and smelled like vanilla.
Her body was soft and felt very good against his hard ones, making his blood rush in the lower
region of his body. He felt like he couldn't get enough of her.

With a gasp, Harry pulled back.

“I…I think we should stop.” Harry said breathing hard.

A crestfallen look appeared on Hermione's face.

“Why?” She whispered. Harry leaned forward and gave her a brief but intense kiss.

“If we continue doing this, I will not be able to stop myself from going further. And I know we
both are not ready for that next step yet.” Harry said tenderly. Finally, Hermione smiled.

“Yeah, you are right.” Hermione agreed.

“Does this mean that you also have feelings for me?” Hermione asked in a tentative voice.

“Do you have any doubt?” Harry asked as his eyes darkened with passion.

Hermione just shook her head and lightly kissed Harry on the lips.

“I love you, Hermione.” Harry said with a tender kiss, “I am sorry it took me this long to
realize it.”

Tears welled up in Hermione's eyes. “I love you too, Harry.” Hermione replied.

Hermione shifted so that she was sitting next to Harry. She rested her head on Harry's
shoulder, as Harry put his arms around her and pulled her closer.

“Hermione, can I tell you something?” Harry asked hesitantly.

Hermione looked at Harry. “What is it, Harry?” she asked with a questioning look in her
eyes.

“Promise me, you won't be angry.” Harry said.

“I promise.” Hermione said.

“You know when you went to Hogsmeade with Justin,” Harry started, “Ron, and I were following
you.”

“But I didn't see you or Ron that day in the Hogsmeade.” Hermione said in a puzzled
voice.

Harry grinned at Hermione. “We were under invisibility cloak and trust me, I don't want to
share the invisibility cloak with Ron ever again. We had to stick together while walking as the
cloak was not big enough for both of us.” Harry said. He shuddered remembering his experience of
standing very close to Ron, almost pressed together, under his invisibility cloak on a hot and
humid day.

Hermione started giggling at this. “I would have loved to see that. It must have been a very
romantic sight.”

Harry leaned towards Hermione so that their faces were just inches apart.

“I would have very much preferred you in the invisibility cloak with me that day.” Harry said
with a suggestive look in his eyes, making Hermione blush furiously.

“Is that why he was so grumpy that night at dinner?” she asked, her eyes dancing with
amusement.

“Yeah, he kept muttering under his breath the whole time we were in the Great Hall.” Harry said
in an amused voice and they both shared a good laugh at this.

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They spent the next couple of hours in talking and occasionally kissing and snogging each
other.

“Do you think we should try to get out of here?” Hermione said breathlessly pulling back from
another intense kiss she shared with Harry. This time they both were standing, with Hermione's
back pressed against the wall. Hermione had her arms loomed around Harry's neck and Harry's
arms were wrapped around her waist with his body completely pressed against hers.

“Do we really have to?” Harry asked Hermione distractedly as he moved his lips from her jaw to
her neck leaving a trail of fire behind. Harry was having a hard time to control himself. He wanted
to take Hermione then and there. His desire to be with Hermione in every possible way was consuming
him.

“Mmmm…Yeah.” Hermione replied abstractedly.

Harry pulled back slightly. “How are going to do that? We don't have our wands.” He said in
a perplexed manner.

Hermione didn't answer immediately. She was in a dazed state and was having a hard time
understanding what Harry said. Finally, she managed to recover from her hazy state.

“We can ask Dobby to open the door.” Hermione suggested.

“I really don't want to leave right now.” Harry said, caressing Hermione's cheek.

“We can continue this in the common room.” Hermione said looking in the intense green eyes of
her boyfriend.

“Do you think he would help us?” Harry asked doubtfully.

“It's worth trying. Besides we have already resolved our issues.” Hermione replied coyly as
she started to nibble Harry's ear.

“You keep doing that, and we won't be leaving the Greenhouse before morning.” Harry said
gruffly, trying to control his yearning.

Hermione gave a seductive smile in return. “What? I am not doing anything.” She said innocently,
slowly tracing Harry's firm chest with her finger.

Harry grabbed her hand. “You are such a wicked witch.” Harry said teasingly.

Harry pulled back from her without letting go of her hand.

After making themselves presentable, Harry decided to try to call Dobby for help.

“Dobby” Harry said.

With a loud `POP', a small figure appeared in front of Harry and Hermione.

Dobby looked at Harry with his big round eyes. “Harry Potter called Dobby. What can Dobby do for
Harry Potter and Harry Potter's Hermy?” Dobby asked.

“Umm…Dobby, can you open the door of the Greenhouse for us?” Harry asked the tiny house-elf.

“You know, we have already sorted out our issues, so you can let us out of here.” Hermione
added.

Dobby's eyes widened at this. “Door is already open, Harry Potter sir.” Dobby said staring
at Harry with wide eyes.

“Uh…oh” Harry said unintelligibly. Hermione nudged him in the ribs.

“Oh…thank you Dobby,” Harry said.

“Dobby is always happy to help Harry Potter and his Hermy.” Dobby said with a tearful smile.

“Thank you very much Dobby. You can go now.” Hermione said kindly.

Dobby gave a short bow and disappeared with a loud `POP'.

After that, Harry and Hermione left the Greenhouse and went back to Gryffindor common room.
Fortunately, they didn't meet anyone on their way to Gryffindor tower, and once they were
safely inside the tower, they resumed their previous activity, trying to make up for the lost time
in just one night.

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Next day, Harry and Hermione told Ron and Luna that they were together. Ron and Luna were very
happy about this. After a long lecture from Hermione about how irresponsible their behavior was,
they both received a bear hug from Hermione as a sign of appreciation for what they did for her and
Harry.

Ron told his two best friends that he had unlocked the door one hour after he had locked them
inside. Later, Ron also told them that it was Dobby, who took their wands. Afterwards, Dobby
apologized profusely for this; however, Hermione gave him a tender hug, making the poor elf blush
furiously.

Not everyone was happy with Harry and Hermione getting together. A couple of days after they got
together, they had a little spat with Cho.

Cho caught them coming out of a broom closet after having an intense snogging session. She was
furious and asked Harry that why he was dating Hermione. In fact, Cho bluntly said that she was a
more suitable match for Harry as compared to Hermione. She even started listing the reasons why she
was more suited. When Harry pointed out that, she was already dating Michel Corner, she stomped her
foot angrily and left.

Harry was angry with Cho, as her comments had hurt Hermione deeply. It took him a good part of
the next couple of hours to convince Hermione that she was perfect and a lot better than Cho and
other wannabes like her. As a reward, Harry received another ardent kissing session from
Hermione.

Things were going well for Harry and Hermione. They were closer than ever before, and
Gryffindors won handsomely against Slytherins with the final score of 320-20 in favor of
Gryffindors and Cho, she was a forgotten history for Harry and Hermione.

However, Cho wasn't going to go down without a fight. She played another trick of hers.

A week after the spat between Harry and Hermione, and Cho, Daily Prophet had published an
interview of Cho with a photograph of Harry and Cho kissing, attached to the story.

*Hermione was sitting in the Great Hall having her breakfast. Just then, an Owl arrived with a
copy of Daily Prophet, published* *on* *the day. Hermione put the money in the pouch tied
to the Owl's leg and owl immediately took off. She unrolled the bundle of Daily Prophet and was
shocked to see a large picture of Harry and Cho kissing each other on the front page. Along with
the picture, Cho's interview was published as well, in which she had admitted that Harry wanted
to be with her**,* *but Hermione was creating the problems between them. However, only
thing Hermione could see was Harry kissing Cho under one of the stands on the Quidditch
ground.*

*Hermione could hear whispers around her. She* *raised her eyes to look at
Cho**,* *who was looking back at her with mock sympathy.*

*Then,* *Harry joined Hermione at the Gryffindor table.* *Unaware of the stares on
him, Harry sat next to Hermione and turned to give her a morning kiss. However, Hermione turned her
face away from him with a teary look in her eyes.*

*“Hermione love, what is it? What happened?” Harry asked anxiously.*

*“How can you do this to me, Harry?” Hermione said in a low voice but loud enough for those
sitting around her.*

*“What did I do Hermione?” Harry asked feeling confused.*

*Hermione didn't say anything**;* *she just handed him the copy of Daily
Prophet.* *Harry was shocked, would have been an understatement. He looked towards where Cho
was* *sitting; she was still looking at Harry and Hermione. When her eyes caught Harry's,
she blew him a flying kiss. Harry realized that majority of the* *student population* *in
the Great Hall were looking at him and Hermione.*

*He turned back to Hermione.*

*“Do you really believe that I would do something like this? Trust me Hermione. I didn't
kiss Cho**,* *and I want to be with you only, no one else.” Harry said with a beseeching
look in his eyes.*

*Hermione couldn't take it anymore; she covered her face with her hands and her body
started shaking.*

*“Hermione, please look at me. I didn't cheat on you.” Harry said with a pleading voice.
He took hold of Hermione's hands**,* *and removed them from her face.*

*Tears were flowing from her eyes**. It took a moment for Harry to realize that those
were the tears of laughter and not from crying.*

*Hermione started laughing looking at the puzzled expression o**n Harry**'s
face.*

*“Hermione,” Harry said* *with narrowed eyes.*

*“Sorry Harry,* *it's just that you look very adorable when you worry about
me.**” Hermione said. She leaned forward**, “and very hot as well,” she added before
capturing* *Harry's lips* *for* *a short and sweltering kiss**,*
*Harry responded immediately. Whistles and catcalls could be heard in the background.*

*After sometime, they pulled back.* *Hermione looked at Cho, who looked enraged.*

*Hermione simply laughed and winked at her. She turned back to look at Harry.*

*She* *caressed Harry's cheek. “I am sorry Harry. I trust you completely. I will make
it up to you. Promise.” Hermione said sincerely.*

*Harry thought for a moment.* *“Okay. Let's start it then.” Harry said with a
mischievous smile. “I have a list of the things I would like you to do for me.” Harry said.*

*“What kind of things?” Hermione asked suspiciously.*

*“Oh…you know this and that. I'll tell you later. Let's go or we'd be late for the
classes.” Harry said getting up from his seat and pulling Hermione along with him.*

*“But you didn't eat anything.” Hermione said, “at least eat something.”*

*“Don't worry. I am not hungry. I'll grab something from the kitchen later.”*
*Harry replied in a rushed voice as he dragged a bewildered Hermione with him out of the Great
Hall.*

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*Cho and Rita Skeeter, who interviewed Cho, were expecting sympathetic letters from
Harry's fans and were hoping that Hermione would receive lots of hate mails.*

*However, impact of the interview was opposite to what they expected. While Hermione received
lots of congratulatory letters for getting together with Harry, Cho and Rita received hate mails
and howlers. Later**,* *Daily Prophet had to publish a**n* *apology in their
paper.*

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Now everything was back at its right place in Harry Potter's world.

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