Disclaimer: Why bother. You already know it. JK's, not mine. except the plot.
Ok, here's the third installment. I hope you like. So far it's my favorite chapter and It was the easiest. Not sure why but it was. Well I'm not sure how much longer this will be. It might be over for all I know. :-D I'm just playing. I would warn y'all first.
Well enjoy and please leave a review, and I'm sorry it was so short. I'm not good at long ones. And when you read it you'll know why I did. make it short that is.
Also to a response to a reviewers comment on Hermione referring to Malfoy as 'Draco'. think on this, she's in the future telling a story on the past... foreshadowing maybe? I said Maybe, and thats the only hint you get. Well not true. I have put one into this chapter. Try and find it!
I am soo evil it's scary. Happy hunting!
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Graduation is kind of a blur to me. I remember going up and getting my certificate and all but the details don't stick out. All I have to remember ceremony are photos taken by Arthur and Molly along with ones my own parents took. Almost all are of Harry, Ron and I. I have one of me with my parents and another of me with Harry. It's my favorite picture of that day. You can tell that we are both relaxed and totally ourselves in the picture. Forgotten are the problems and obstacles that lie ahead, all that matters is that moment. I wish I could go back.
Back to a time that when all a girl had to worry about was whether a boy liked her. Not about the things adults worry about like fa- but I'm getting ahead of myself.
After graduation and the party that followed everyone's parents left to go back home, leaving their children behind to spend one last night in their home away from home. Needless to say, in true Gryffindor fashion there was a party that night. It was the best we had ever thrown, fitting it was on our last night.
Also compliments of Ron there was a large amount of fire whiskey being passed around, along with the food that Harry had managed to get from the kitchens. Everyone was having a good time and telling stories from times far gone. Harry and Ron were retelling the story of the time that the impostor Moody had transfigured Draco into the "amazing bouncing ferret". I took this time to slip out of the portrait hole and take one last midnight stroll. I head towards the Astronomy Tower hoping to sneak up to the top and watch the moon and stars.
I made it to the top of the tower and settled in for a long time of observing the sky. This had become a habit of mine just that year. Because of the freedoms I had as Head Girl no one would say anything if I was seen heading up there. I came up here when things became to stressful, or I just needed a little alone time. It was a great thinking spot, and that's what I planned on doing. I was determined to think through all the new feelings I was having lately for a certain raven haired boy, especially since we left for France the next day.
As I was thinking on this I felt as if someone was watching me. I didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.
"Your staring" I said.
"Sorry. I just brought you a sweater. It's cold and I knew when I saw you slipping out this is where you would end up." Harry said as he made his way to sit next to me. As he did so he handed me a sweatshirt. Not looking at it I put it on.
"Thanks. I was getting a little chilly." I looked down at it and noticed it was one of his Quidditch training sweatshirts with a picture of the Gryffindor Lion on it. "You didn't have to bring me one of yours. I had one on the hook by the opening"
He just shrugged his shoulders and turned his face towards the sky.
"Wow. The moon is so big tonight." He commented. I continued to look at him, amazed at how the moons light could make his eyes shine more then they already did. As I studied his face he turned to look at me. I turned to look at my hands sitting in my lap and hated the moon for being so bright as it allowed him to see me blush.
"Hermione?" He said. I still didn't look up. He took his hand and cupped it around my chin turning my face towards him. There was nothing I could do, so I looked up into his eyes and saw that they were serious. I knew we were in for a long talk.
"Hermione, do you remember earlier this week down by the lake?" He asked.
"Of coarse." How could I forget. It was all I thought about.
"What was going to happen? I mean before that git Malfoy came along." I looked away from him at that, and once again concentrated on my hands.
"I don't know what you mean." He ignored my comment and continued.
"Because I know what I wanted to happen. I just don't know if it's what you wanted." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. My head snapped up at this and I gave him an inquiring look.
"What did you want to happen Harry?" I whispered too. I was afraid what the answer was. Afraid I knew and wouldn't know how to respond. Just plain Afraid.
"I... I wanted.... I wanted this." He again took my chin in his hand and tilted my head back. He slowly moved his face towards mine, his eyes searching for an indication that I wanted him to stop. Seeing none(I'm sure I was encouraging him with my eyes) he put his lips on mine for my first kiss. It was everything I thought a kiss should be, tender, sweet, and gentle. But most of all it conveyed all the emotions he felt. The one I felt the most was love.
It was in that moment that I realized that thing I told you about earlier. The one that changes someone's life forever.
It was at 12:34 am(I saw his watch) on June 27th that I realized I loved Harry James Potter.
A/N: So?! Happy? I know I am. She finally realized. But just wait till you see what else I have in store for her. Haha. As Always~Pheniox_Girl