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Missing Each Other, Chapter Two
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Harry, entry 6
August 16
The Leaky Cauldron
Well, we won. 290 to 60. We're celebrating our victory at this very moment. I'm a lucky guy. The usual Seeker got his ribs broken by a Bludger, so I was called in. I caught the Snitch in two minutes. As I was being slapped on the back and congratulated, someone came up behind me and wrapped me in a tight hug. When I was released, I spun around to see Hermione walking away, her mouth twitching. I called after her, but she didn't turn. I tried to go after her, but at that very moment I was lifted onto people's shoulders and carried out of the stadium. Uh oh. Wood's coming.
Later
I'm not in trouble. Wood just wanted to know what I was doing, curled up in this corner. I told him I was writing. 'Oh,' was all he said. Then he left. I suppose I'll have a bit of mead, then go over to Hermione's. We need to talk.
-Harry
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Hermione, entry 6
August 16
The Apartment
I've never been so happy in my life. HARRY CAUGHT THE SNITCH IN TWO MINUTES! That's a record for him! Oh, I'm so happy, I'm going to turn on my Muggle radio and dance to… Britney Spears' 'Don't Let Me Be The Last To Know'! I'll be back in a moment!
Later
I'm back for the moment. I'm incredibly happy and joyous. Oh dear, someone's at the door…. It's Harry. What is he doing here? Oh, I have so many questions to ask…. I suppose I'll go see what he wants, then come back and finish this entry.
Later
I don't believe it! He kissed me-again! As soon as I came out of my room, he saw me, grinned, and crushed me in his embrace. I nearly suffocated. He's so tall, and I'm so short, only 5' 2".
Then he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Let's go into your room and talk." I nodded, holding back happy tears. "Did you have a good time at the game?" he asked once in my room.
"Yes. I was amazed when you caught the Snitch, and that Wronski Feint… You were amazing," I replied.
"Hermione… why did you hug me and then walk away?" he asked then.
I bit my lip, and then said, "You were too busy being congratulated to come and talk, and I figured you'd come over later. I suppose I figured right."
I gave him a small smile, and then he did something that took me completely by surprise. He leaned down and kissed me! He put his arms around my waist and pulled me over to the bed, still kissing me. Putting my arms around his neck, I kissed back, with as much vigor as he was.
We stood there for a moment, kissing, until we had to stop, someone was knocking on the door.
"Harry! Hurry up! I still have to talk to you!" It was Ron.
I sat down on my bed, picked up you, diary, and said, "Thank you so much for this. It really helped. And Harry, I am hiding something."
"What?"
I grinned, picked up my quill, dipped it in my ink, and then wrote, 'I think you're very sweet and handsome.'
He grinned, kissed me on the cheek, and said, "Good night. See you whenever I see you."
Then he walked out the door, but when he was almost there, I whispered, almost inaudibly, "I love you, Harry Potter." He paused for a moment, and then walked on out the door. I think he heard me, but thought it was the wind. Oh well. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, I'll just love him secretly. I love you, Harry James Potter.
-Hermione
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Harry, entry 7
August 16
The Leaky Cauldron
I feel as if I could fly. She kissed me back! I went into her room, after hugging her-she almost suffocated-and asked if she enjoyed the game. She said she did, and then I asked why she had hugged me and then walked away. She replied that I 'was too busy being congratulated.' I'm never too busy for her. Never. She gave me a smile, and I got that impulse again, so I kissed her. As I shake myself mentally, I wonder what triggered those impulses. Could it be love? I think it is. Actually, I'm sure it is. And you know what? As I walked out of her room, I heard her whisper, "I love you, Harry Potter."
I can't believe it. Hermione loves me! I paused for a moment, wondering if I should say something, but decided against it and walked on out the door. I think I'm going to fall on my bed in amazement. There. I just did. I can't believe it. I just can't believe it! Now I know it. I love her.
-Harry
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Hermione, entry 7
August 17
Mum and Dad's house
I've just gotten finished telling Mum about what happened and my feelings. She says she saw Harry and me together a long time ago, when she met him in 5th year. Amazing what mums can see.
"He's quite a handsome young man. Actually, he's that tall, dark, and handsome guy every girl dreams of. Be careful, sweetie. Many girls would do anything for a guy as incredible as he," she said.
I sighed and said, "I know, Mum. He went out with Cho Chang in his 5th year, and Ginny in his 6th. In his 7th year, it was a variety of girls, but never me. Except for that time on Christmas…. Under the mistletoe…." I trailed off, remembering. It was Christmas of our 7th year, and we were going down for dinner. When we got to the Great Hall, Ron nudged Harry and pointed up. Harry looked, and so did I. We saw a wreath of mistletoe hanging above our heads. Harry gave Ron a sly smile then grabbed me and kissed me quickly on the lips. I gasped, then blushed a deep scarlet. Of course, we were seventeen then. Now he's twenty-one, and I'm twenty, almost twenty-one. We've grown up so much. But-Voldemort's still after him.
I hope he's all right where ever he is. I love you, Harry.
-Hermione
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Harry, entry 8
August 20
Puddlemere
We've been back at Puddlemere two days. I've been vigorously training for the past two days, so I haven't had the time to write.
I keep thinking of Hermione. And I keep thinking I should tell her. But I can't. Not until I know for sure if she loves me back. So I'm sending a letter to Ron, and copying it in here.
Dear Ron,
Hey, mate! How are you? How's Hermione? I'm fine, please be sure to tell Hermione that. I haven't been injured in any way, either.
Ron, I need your help. I have a secret to tell you, but you can't tell Hermione. You can't tell anyone. Ron,
I'm in love... with Hermione. But I can't tell her until I know that she loves me back. So could you
please find out, discreetly, if she loves me? I really appreciate your help.
Thanks mate,
Harry
I hope he can help me. I hope she loves me.
~Harry
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Hermione, entry 8
August 21
Home
Ron got a letter from Harry, and he won't let me read it. All he says is that Harry says he's fine. Grr, it just makes me so mad.
Also, Ron's been asking a lot of strange questions like, "What do you think of Harry?", "Does Harry seem like more than a friend to you?", and other things. Is he jealous? I don't know what to think.
I do wonder if Harry loves me. Perhaps he kissed me because he loves me. My heart jumps for joy at that thought. Uh oh, here comes Ron.
Later:
Ron started asking me stupid questions again, like, "If Harry had a girlfriend, would you feel jealous?" I told him it would depend on the girl. He grinned and asked me another question. "If Harry were to buy you chocolates and flowers, would you be so pleased you'd kiss him?" I told him yes. Honestly, what is he up to?
-Hermione
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Harry, entry 9
August 22
Puddlemere
I got a letter from Hermione today. She's getting suspicious. I'll copy it here.
Dear Harry,
Ron keeps asking me weird questions. Really weird questions. I'm not sure, but... I think he might be jealous. I wish you were here. You could help me figure him out.
Also, what did you say in that letter to Ron that he couldn't let me see? Honestly, I thought we stopped keeping secrets from each other. Oh well. Perhaps I thought wrong. Please write back ASAP.
Love from,
Hermione
She said love. She loves me! God, get a hold of yourself, Harry. That's just a way you close a letter. I don't know what's wrong with me. I must be completely infatuated with her.
-Harry
P.S. I sent her a reply.
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Hermione, entry 9
August 22
L'appartement (French)
Got a letter from Harry. He didn't tell me anything about what was in the letter that he sent Ron. He also said, "Some secrets were meant to be kept until the right time." Ass. He also didn't give any hint whatsoever as to what the heck Ron's doing. Damn.
Oh! Dinner's burning!
-Hermione
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Harry, entry 10
August 23
Puddlemere
I got a reply from Ron today. I've copied the letter.
Dear Harry,
I have done extensive research (Gah! Mate, come home, I'm starting to sound like Herm!), and I have concluded that she loves you. I asked her questions, and I also read her diary. (Honestly, the places she hides it! Yesterday, she left it in the fridge.) Some locking charm. Feel free to owl her and tell her. She's been pining away like a pine tree.
Good luck, mate,
Ron
I feel faint. She loves me. I must send her a letter.
-Harry
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Hermione, entry 10
August 23
Home
I got a letter from Harry. I'm not going to read it until I charm it in here.
Dearest Hermione,
In your previous letter, you asked me if I knew why Ron was asking you weird questions. Well, he was finding something out for me. Also, you might want to change your locking charm on your diary. And I wouldn't suggest hiding it in the fridge, either.
Indeed, this is the right time to reveal my secret. I wish that I could say this to you face to face, so I could sweep you off your feet and kiss you forever.
I have more than friendly feelings for you. Much more than friendly. You have no idea what goes on inside my head. I picture us getting married, having children, etc. I hope I have gotten my message across to you. I have been pining away for you, for your warm embrace, beautiful smile, and sparkling eyes.
Love (Such relief to pen the word!), love, love,
Harry
Oh. My. God. He loves me. Oh Lord, I feel faint. I need to sit down. I need to send him a reply. Oh, my thoughts are all mixed up now!
-Hermione
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Geez, it took me FOREVER to finish this. In the next chapter, our hero and heroine confront each other, snog, and Hermione curses Ron for reading her diary.
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