A/N: well I must admit that you guys are the best!! Thanks ever so much for those kinds reviews! I hope I don't disappoint you as the story progresses! (is there such a word?=p) well ok here's chapter two! By the way, please note that it's not beta-ed! (Good help is hard to find! Anyone willing?)
A/N: They are currently in their 6th year
DISCLAIMER: not mine … never will be …
Chapter Two
"How could I be so stupid?" Hermione asked herself for the millionth time in the last 5 minutes. She had just run out of the library with a screaming Harry running after her. She lost him when she went out of the Great Hall. The lake in front of her was a beautiful site. The moonlight was reflecting off the black waters, and the waters crashing lightly onto the lake banks were a welcomed sound for Hermione. This way, she didn't feel entirely alone. She was leaning onto a big tree, with her knees pulled up to her chest, and her hair fell like a curtain over her face.
"Hermione?" someone called out. She didn't have to look up and see whom it was. She knew by the way that her heart had started to beat wildly in her chest.
"What do you want Harry? I really don't want you to see me like this," she told him quietly. However, this didn't settle for Harry at all, so he just walked up to her and knelt down beside her.
"Hey now, what's wrong?" he asked gingerly.
"Never mind. I'm ok now. Really!" she told him but seeing the look of disbelief on his face she went on. "It's just that the pressure of always being on top of our year, and getting good grades has finally got to me. I guess I have a limit also." She said with finality in her voice that Harry knew that the subject was closed. He just nodded and sat crossed-legged on to grass. He looked out to the lake and then looked up to the star-filled sky, quickly being covered by dark clouds. Suddenly the silence was broken when Hermione spoke up.
"So tell me about her,"
"Huh? Who?" Harry asked confused.
"You know. The other girl that you're in love with," she replied, and Harry thought he had seen a flash of hurt in her eyes. That thought nearly brought a smile to his lips.
"Oh… well… she's really fun to be with. I feel very comfortable being with her, and I can be myself not Harry Potter The Boy Who Lived, you know?" She nodded as he went on. "She understands me and we have a lot of fun together. It's like we have known each other forever. She's umm…kind of like you," he added softly. `If she's like me then why can't you like me?' she thought sadly. She looked up and saw that he was looking at her. His brilliant green eyes were sparkling from the reflection of the water, and she felt as though she could get lost in them and never wanting to find a way out. He was staring back at her in the same way. Her eyes were filled with confusion, hurt, sadness and something else he couldn't put his finger on. `Love' his mind was quickly to decide. `What?' he thought back. `How can that be possible? Is it possible for my feelings to be mutual? Could she actually feel the same way as I do?'
At the same time as Harry was thinking this, Hermione was having her own little battle with that little voice in her head. `Look at him. He's totally in love with you.' The voice said. `You're wrong. He likes that other girl. The one that's like me. Not me.' She replied hurtfully. `Just look at him. His jet-black hair that are never tidy, his emerald green eyes, his perfect lips. How couldn't I love him? It's my fault that I can't make him see me as something more than a best friend. But, better than nothing at all.' She thought, somewhat happy that she came to this conclusion, and having won the battle. `Whatever you say dear,' it said with a tiny hint of satisfaction at having had the last word.
Harry thought that she had never seen her more beautiful than now. The way that the moonlight was making her hair dance, the water reflecting off her exquisite hazel eyes. Her cute little nose and her full, pink lips. He wouldn't have mind having a repetition of what happened in the library with that kiss! Before he lost his nerve, he was going to tell her. Yes this was it, it was now or never. Plucking up all his courage he started.
"Hermione there's something I want to tell you," he told her.
"Hmmm? What?" he thought this face was adorable so he smiled inwardly to himself. Noticing that she was annoyed at him for just smiling at himself he continued.
"You know that girl I was telling you about? Well… you see… it's-" that was as far as he had gone. The next thing he knew was that the sky had ripped open and rain was coming down fast. Lightning and thunder were illuminating the place, and thus making Hermione even more prettier (if that was possible, he thought!) She giggled and he thought it was absolutely sweet!
"I guess we should go in," she said in a matter-of-factly. He grabbed her hand and they intertwined fingers, and then they started to run as fast as they could to get to the castle. Their laughter could be heard echoing through the dark corridors, dimly lighted with torches, and at intervals by flash of lighting.
"Tinsel dust," Harry murmured, slightly out of breath, and the Fat Lady went to the side, to reveal the entrance to the Gryffindor common room. They went inside and plopped onto the comfy armchairs that were right next to the fire. They sighed contently as the fire was slowing heating them up.
He looked at her and his breath was taken away. The wet hair that fell on her face looked like a perfect, amber frame. Her wet clothes hugged her skin that accentuated her curves to a T. She noticed his gaze on her and saw him drinking her wet site in. She blushed a dark red, which made him want her even more. However, this need was about to become obvious, so before he made a fool of himself, he muttered.
"I'm going to take a shower and then go to bed. Goodnight," he got off the armchair and leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek. This fact made Hermione go an even darker red but managed to whisper a soft "Goodnight" back.
`What just happened?' She thought as he was walking out. As soon as he left, she let out a breath that she wasn't aware that she was holding. `Boy is he a total hunk or what?' the voice had returned! `Didn't you see the way that he was looking at you? Girl you need some lessons on Love!' `Shut up! I don't know what you're talking about!' she thought back. Although her mind kept replaying the way that he was looking at her. `Maybe…' she thought even though she knew that there wasn't a big chance that it was true. However, the thought of being with Harry in the shower sneaked up on her and she went crimson! Being settled into wishing that she was cuddled up with him on this very comfortable armchair, she drifted off into a Harry-filled dream…
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