Harry Potter H&Hr Fluff Collection

Author's Note: Just like most fluffs, this one is based on real life which was a conversation I had with my friend months ago. What my friend told me seemed so H/Hr I had to put it into paper but I was writing Writings on the Walls then so I had to wait.

XXI

Crush

“Curiosity... what do you usually do at Friday nights back at your Muggle home?” Ron asked Hermione as he sat beside her at the table in the corner of the common room that Friday night.

“I either read books or play cards with my aunties” she replied glancing up at Ron while she wrote something on a piece of parchment.

“Playing cards? Like gambling?” Ron asked raising his eyebrows

“No, I don't gamble. A bad vice to follow” Hermione replied shaking her head

“Okay,” Ron paused looking at her write down stuff “Speaking of aunties, how many live in your house?”

Hermione dropped her quill and rubbed her chin thoughtfully. She missed home so much and only got to see it for two months only.

“We live in a boarding house so I think… six?” Hermione replied looking at Ron “Yeah, it must be six… well, six in my flat while the others are in other flats”

Ron nodded thoughtfully.

“So you live in a large house with your extended family? That's pretty cool”

“Not all but most of them. Family gatherings are very, very common and easy to come by which is something I really love” said Hermione smiling

“Since I know what it feels like living in a big family, I can tell back at your old Muggle school things could get hectic?” Ron said

“Super” Hermione replied remembering the times she would hear the grown-ups calling at the other children for school time and it was such a busy morning.

There was a slight pause after this.

“What are you doing?” Ron looked at the parchment she was fiddling with

“Trying to -” she stuck a tongue out as she continued what she drawing down a line “- gain -” she dropped her quill “- more -” and picked up her parchment paper to see her drawing “- drawing skills” she smirked and showed her drawing to Ron “What do you think?”

Ron nodded in agreement. She was indeed good at drawing. The drawing was that of a person kicking a black and white ball. Just like Dean's West Ham poster.

“What is it?” Ron asked

“It's more like `who'” Hermione said smiling at the picture and sighed “David Beckham is what they call him. I first saw him when my cousins were watching football on television. According to them he just started his career in the sport” Hermione was speaking in a rather distant and dreamy voice “I have a feeling he might be a success eight years from now… he was my first celebrity crush” she blushed a bit.

“Crush?” Ron chuckled “I know you are my friend and all but would you trust me with that information?” he smirked at her

“It's okay” Hermione waved a hand tugging the drawing in her bag “I'm kind of open to my crushes if they asked”

“To anyone?”

“Yes” she said “Except to my parents and relatives” she bit her lip “I don't want them to go awed at me… you see, my folks know me as a someone who would never love and I wouldn't fancy them making a fiesta about me having a crush… it would make me feel bad in a way”

“Oh,” Ron looked at her with pity “I never knew you felt that way…”

Hermione giggled.

“Well, it's natural. I had a crush on a boy once in school. He was so good, both physical-wise and attitude-wise” Hermione blushed.

Ron was amused at Hermione's slight out of character.

“Does he know?” Ron asked having his curiosity the best of him

“I think so…” she looked at Ron with a sly grin

“Do you make it obvious for him?”

“Nope… but there are instances that he catches me staring at him… he even told not to be shy when I talk to him” she was redder than the twilight sun hours ago.

“Speaking of crushes, how many crushes did you have?” Ron asked

“I think I had dozens… the last one from my current one was - er - that person in Ravenclaw… Allan George, was it? I think you know him”

“The transferee?” Ron raised an eyebrow “I probably only know him by face but not by name”

“He has fair complexion” Hermione nodded slowly “I think… but he is handsome but I'm over him”

Hermione looked up thoughtfully.

“Before him was a that half-Japanese boy from Hufflepuff… Adrian Jao” she said without nervousness “His last name is pronounced as `how', by the way” she added looking at Ron's puzzled look “Anyway, before him was - er - Lockhart” she giggled “and before him was the boy I talked about earlier… that's all I know at any rate”

“Wow, and I thought I had the romantic world revolving around me” Ron made a low whistle smiling at her.

Hermione smiled.

“I have so many crushes…” She looked behind her cautiously “And - please don't tell anyone - I did and still have a tiny thing -” she made her thumb and forefinger a millimeter apart “for Harry”

Ron's eyes widened at the sound of this news. Hermione was already looking gingerly at him with her face very red as a tomato.

“So the rumors are true” Ron said

Hermione gave Ron a quizzical look

“That?” she said wondering

“Nothing…” Ron said quickly turning away

“What rumors?” Hermione asked again seriously

Ron sighed and looked at the bushy brown haired girl

“You know… when Ginny teased you four months ago that had a thing with Harry you kept on denying it”

Hermione nodded at Ron with assuring

“She knows that I have a crush on him but I keep on denying it since I don't want to cause any issues”

“Let me guess” Ron leaned on his chair “You don't want Harry to feel weird around you?”

“Yes” Hermione said at once

“Since when did you have this crush?” Ron asked

“Last sixth year” Hermione said softly running imaginary circles on the table surface.

“Do you enjoy it when you would help him in his studies?”

Hermione took a deep breath.

“Yeah, I get opportunities to be close to him…” she licked her lip briefly

“Are your feelings for him over then?”

“Its not totally gone… there is still a part of it but I don't get that much chances since my classes are not really the same with him and he's busy with his N.E.W.T.s”

“Harry is busy… He really does want to be Auror, doesn't he?” Ron mentioned

“Actually, I'm so shy and nervous when I'm around Harry these days…” Hermione said shaking her head

“Harry can be shy too”

Hermione looked at Ron

“Of me?”

“Not only you… he's shy to every girl he ever met with” Ron looked down

“Oh,” she spoke softly and said after a long pause, “but then again, I feel more close to Harry throughout the years that I realized how much I care for him

“Ever since I had feelings for him, I couldn't really speak to him properly… he always talks to me when he needs advice” she chuckled

“He knows you have the stuff…” Ron assured “You give good advice, after all”

“Thanks, Ron” Hermione placed a hand on his

“Okay, in your current status with him… was there a moment that you were alone with Harry and that you were happy about it?” said Ron

“I never had an experience like that with my feelings for Harry present… but if there was one, I think I wouldn't handle it very well”

“How about last year?”

Hermione looked at Ron raising an eyebrow.

“What about last year?”

“You know, when it was only you two going to Hogsmeade and I had to stay because of some homework I had to do”

“Harry told you that already?” Hermione asked in wonder

“Well, I asked him what happened after the trip and he told me that you and he were just walking around”

Hermione blushed a bit and smiled.

“Actually, we were accompanied by Ginny… I was really nervous when I thought it would be only the two of us… thank Merlin your sister was there to make things less awkward”

Ron then made a cough and cleared his throat.

“Funny, because if I can recall correctly, Harry said it was the two of you only. The keyword is `only'”

“No” Hermione blushed furiously “The whole time Ginny was with us… but except that last time when we rode the carriages back to Hogsmeade”

“What happened?”

“After we did our sight seeing and shopping of stuff, we thought it was time to go and Harry and I rode the carriage together, alone… It was so embarrassing especially when I'm seated beside him and that I had a huge crush on him”

She sighed.

“Don't tell him, okay?”

“Sure,” said Ron smiling “Promise. I won't tell anyone what you said, you can count on me”

“Thank you” Hermione replied “But I just want to get over him, you know. I just want to lash it all out just like that” she snapped her fingers.

Ron looked at Hermione with a significant look.

“You know, when my mum wants to let things out, she'd write them on paper” he nodded “It helps”

Hermione gave Ron a puzzlingly look.

“Sorry, what?”

“I meant that…” Ron took a brown notebook out of his bag and shoved it to Hermione's hands “…you write how you feel about Harry in paper and in a way, it would make you feel better. It's like taking something nasty out of your system”

“I see” Hermione opened the notebook “But… I don't think my feelings for him are nasty”

“Then they aren't. If you want, just draw hearts around Harry's name or something” Ron suggested

“But I'm not that kind of person” Hermione looked at Ron “I would never pour anything secretive in a notebook, what if someone looks inside it?”

“Hermione, you just told me your love life so you can trust me on this. I'm not stupid. I'll keep it hidden or I'll just burn it on the fire”

Hermione looked unsure but picked up her quill, nonetheless… Would she really do this?

“I think it will be more appropriate if I did this alone, Ron” Hermione inhaled and exhaled “Please?”

Ron agreed and left the table leaving Hermione to her thoughts. Hermione looked deep in thought… what would she write? She wanted to write something meaningful and something that would let her feelings for Harry get out of her system.

Then like a firework, Hermione knew what to write. It was long and simple, she didn't need to think it through.

“Are you done?” Ron went to Hermione minutes later

“Huh?” Hermione glanced up and closed the notebook “Oh yeah, I'm done” she was smiling broadly, and I feel much better now… thanks for the advice” she winked at him

“No problem” Ron patted her shoulder and took the notebook in his bag

Before Hermione could speak, someone came to them and to Hermione's surprise, it was Harry.

“Hey guys”

“Hey Harry” Ron smirked and made a furtive wink at Hermione “Er… what's up?”

“Nothing really” Harry sat down beside Hermione looking exhausted “But I did saw Malfoy getting in trouble by a teacher so I had to stop and watch. Priceless”

Ron looked at Hermione who was just smiling at him looking slightly dreamy. It was amusing to him to see her like this.

“I think I better be going” said Hermione standing up

Ron raised his eyebrows at her while she mouthed “Not now” to him. Ron nodded.

“Okay, see you Hermione”

“Bye” Hermione waved at her two boys and climbed out of the portrait hole and out of sight.

Harry shrugged and turned to Ron.

“Hey Ron, have you seen my notebook?”

“Which one?” Ron sat on the empty seat Hermione used to sit on a while ago.

“You know, my Transfiguration notebook you borrowed from me awhile ago, color brown and has my name on it” Harry said obviously

“Oh that” Ron looked around his bag and took out a brown notebook “Here ya go”

“Thanks, I need to study on that test tomorrow” Harry opened his notes

Ron left Harry to his business and looked into his bag for the notebook Hermione wrote on. He was planning on throwing the page on the fire.

“Where is it?” he rummaged around the bag “I know its around here somewhere…”

Then it hit him… the notebook Ron told Hermione to write on was Harry's Transfiguration notebook!

Oh my Merlin…

Ron shot a look at Harry and saw him reading his notebook with concentration. Is he reading whatever Hermione wrote? Ron had this feeling that wasn't the notebook Hermione wrote on… He could have had another brown notebook. Ron double checked and started rummaging his bag like a tractor but the sound of Harry's serious voice would've made an impact that would send Ron flying through the window.

“Ron…”

Ron, in dread, turned to Harry who was holding up the notebook which showed a whole page devoted to drawings of hearts, some written text on the side and what seems to be a whole essay in the center of it all.

“What is this?” He asked as he shoved the notebook under his nose

“Er… I-I didn't tell her to do it!” Ron blurted out pushing the notebook away

Harry's eyes widened

“Her? Hermione wrote this?” Harry demanded

“It's pretty obvious -”

“Obvious?” Harry stood up “Ron, does Hermione… like me?”

Ron started fiddling with his fingers.

“Not really - er - like you… she has an - er - has an… er… sort of an affection towards you…” he paused and sighed “like a crush”

Some secret keeper you are, Ron.

Ron glanced at Harry who looked shocked at the news.

“So…” Harry looked at Ron “she likes me? When?”

There was no point hiding it, Ron thought.

“Since last year…” Ron said quietly

“Last year? But did she get nervous or any of that?”

Then Ron started explaining about Hermione's feelings to Harry leaving out important details like how nervous she was with him and her past crushes. It was already five minutes when Harry looked at the notebook again. Ron was already wondering what Hermione wrote…

“Harry?” Ron spoke breaking the long silence

Harry slowly looked at Ron

“Well?” Ron asked itching to know how Harry felt

Harry opened his mouth but closed them. He looked like he was trying to bisect a huge word into a sentence. Then afterwards, he finally said

“So… she's been crushing on me ever since last year?”

Ron nodded

“Wow” Harry raked his messy black hair “That's… unexpected… didn't have a clue”

“What are you going to do?” Ron asked desperately

“What am I going to?” Harry looked at the notebook again and started tapping it on his temple thinking “I - I need to talk to her, that's all”

“Talk to her?” Ron shifted in his seat “That would make her more nervous than before… you're not going to say `I just want to be friends' talk, right?”

This comment made Harry look worried.

“Well, of course… it's just a crush. If she was in love with me then I have a bigger problem” Harry said in a sort of panicky tone

“So what are you going to do now?” Ron asked again

“I think…” Harry paused and tore out the page Hermione wrote on from the notebook and stuffed it in his pocket much to Ron's disappointment “…I need to have a walk… friends first than studies… especially when your friend is crushing on you…”

Without biding Ron goodbye, Harry left the portrait hole leaving Ron in an uncomfortable spot.

Ron looked up at the ceiling and covered his face in frustration.

“I suck. Big time” he said to himself quietly unknown on what will happen to his two best friends.

- - -

The evening wind rippled through Hermione's bushy brown hair. She looked up at the twilight sky thinking on what she told to Ron and that she felt better that she said her feelings to someone at least that she can trust. After that long talk she had with Ron, she needed some time alone and sitting by the lake was a good spot.

“Enjoying the sights?”

Hermione jumped and looked up to see Harry sitting beside her. He had some sort of smug grin on his face.

“Oh… well - um - yes… yes I am” Hermione spoke trying to keep her nervousness not obvious.

“I can tell you are” he held Hermione's shoulder making her shake a bit and feel red “It seems like a month since I talked with you due to the N.E.W.T.s and all…” he released his hand from Hermione making her feel comfortable again.

“You know,” Hermione smiled “Being busy and everything taking down notes and such”

“Speaking of notes” Harry said seriously taking out a piece of paper “I saw this in my Transfiguration notebook”

He unfolded the piece of paper and held it up in front of Hermione and to her horror, it was the essay she wrote about awhile ago. Shouldn't Ron hide that?

“First of all,” Harry said getting it away from Hermione's reach as she tried to snatch it from him “Ron didn't do anything wrong. I found out myself since the notebook you wrote on belonged to me”

There was no point now in hiding, Hermione blushed so much she thought she could explode and the wind started to make her cold it shivered her a bit in nervousness.

“And secondly” Harry continued “can you tell me how you fell in love with the Boy Who Lived?” he smirked at her

Then Hermione started stammering about stuff.

“Well, I- I er had some sort of explanation but -”

Harry cut her off by pressing his hand against her lips.

“You know what? You don't have to explain” he smiled “I've been thinking about this a lot a while ago and thought that… maybe… I can give you a chance”

Hermione would've smiled but Harry's hand pressed against her lips isn't helping.

“I know you want to be happy and I want you to be…” Harry said moving closer to her “So if this makes you happy than anything in the world then…”

It was in the biggest shock of Hermione's life when Harry dropped his hand from Hermione's lips and replaced it with his lips, kissing her. He pulled back and gave her the slyest grin he could ever make.

“Oh my Merlin…” Hermione held her chest which was rising up and down due to heavy breathing. She was wearing a very wide smile. “But what made you think?” she looked at Harry

“I had to think a lot through tea with someone” he smirked hugging her “Just don't get in the way of my studies”

Hermione pulled away and raised an eyebrow “You studying? That will only happen if Malfoy becomes the nicest man in the world”

“I can bet on that…” said Harry

From that day on, Harry and Hermione became together which all started because of a careless red head who is right now in panic in the common room wishing he could undo what he has done… well, in my opinion, I think he shouldn't because he just did what he can never undo.

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