Ch.5
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(Hermione's P. O. V)
She loved watching him. She's been watching him ever since she bounced into compartment, saying something about a lost toad. She always flinched when she remembered that part. She didn't care about the damn toad; she wanted to see him.
Ever since then, she loved watching him. She was always sneaky. Watching him when no one was looking.
She knew that when he laughed, his whole body seemed to laugh.
She knew when he concentrated on something; he knitted his eyebrows together.
She knew the way his eyes gleamed every time he saw Hogwarts.
She loved the way he pouted.
She loved the way he looked when he was about to catch the snitch.
She loved his eyes...his emerald eyes. Every time she looked into them she melted. They were intense yet gentle. Hardened by the evil he's witnesses but they still have a mischief gleam to them.
To say that Harry Potter had a hold on Hermione Granger was an understatement. One touch and her body would be on fire. One smile and her knees turned to jelly.
Of course, he could never know about this. No one could because she was engaged to Harry's former best and now strained friend. She was happy, she loved Ron. She was sure of that; at least she was sure she was sure. She was happy...wasn't she?
(A/N I know that we already went thought the reminiscing, but this will go by much faster, I promise. This one is a bit more detailed in the character's thoughts, plus we get to see how Hermione fell in love with Harry!)
When Ron asked her out the summer before 5th year she was happy, at least somewhat happy. She's known that Ron had a crush on her for a long time, but the funny thing was, she didn't. She felt something for him, but it wasn't love, was it? She went to the burrow and they did the usual dating thing. But she always felt that something was missing. She was looking for something, she knew that, but she didn't know what.
When they arrived at Platform 9 3/4. She was nervous. New school year, prefect duties...You-Know-Who...Maybe it was the thought of seeing Harry again, and what he would say when he saw Ron and Hermione together. Somehow, this was what Hermione was most nervous. She didn't know why but it bugged the hell out of her.
She was talking to Ron about Harry when he rushed past. We called to him, but he acted as though he didn't hear. Ron looked at Hermione and shrugged. They were one of the last people who entered the train. On the way there, she heard whispers, more that usual. When she got to Harry compartment she understood why; Harry was playing a muggle card game with Malfoy. She couldn't anything else as Ron stepped in front of her. She watched in amazement as Harry won.
She gave a little gasp when Harry stood up. He was a good 2 inches taller than Ron was. And he was gorgeous! She could have melted when he spoke to her. She eyed up and down his long frame. She couldn't help but notice his broad chest and his muscular arms. She felt all the blood rush to her cheeks as they flushed. Before he left the compartment he smiled at her and again she flushed. Oh...Gods!
After that day, everyone wanted him. He was declared the most eligible bachelor at Hogwarts. And Hermione threw herself into her relationship with Ron. She went out of her way to avoid Harry, trying to make it look unintentional. Although she had no idea why. They were still friendly but not best friends. Whenever she would get the courage to talk to him, she would chicken out the minute she saw Ron.