It's Funny - Part 2
By: Nicole
Category: Fluff/Romance
Summary: Sometimes it's the things that have been there all along that make you appreciate friendship. A familiar gesture or look is all it may take set your feelings in motion. Part 2 of 2 in a vignette where Harry and Hermione reflect on what makes their friendship unique, and wonder what the future could hold. Thanks to scorpiomage for the summary. ;)
It's funny, how her loyalty is unwavering, no matter what the cost. Sometimes I get the feeling she would sacrifice herself for me. If she ever suggested it though, I would tell her why she couldn't. It's because I can't survive without her; I need her. If it wasn't for her, I would have died at the age of eleven.
It's funny, how everyone but she and Ron sees me as just The Boy Who Lived. But she's still different from Ron in that she's never jealous of me like he is. She knows that I would gladly give up my fame and fortune to have a family of my own, like Ron's. To her, I'm just Harry. Harry, her best friend.
It's funny, how one look at her eyes when I'm down warms me so completely. They're like chocolate after dementors, and when she's excited, it shows, and that's contagious. In my mind, there's no girl in this school with eyes as full of emotion as hers. It makes her irresistible.
It's funny, how the whole S.P.E.W. thing doesn't really bother me. Maybe it's because I know it's just how she is, and it's in her nature to be sweet and kind like that. It's like I know she'd do the same if it were unicorns being kept pinned up or something. Her kindness is the most beautiful thing about her and never fails to amaze me.
It's funny, how sometimes, she seems to be closer to me than even Ron is. Yet, maybe, that's not so weird after all. She understands what it's like to grow up with few friends, or nobody else to talk to. She understands that I don't really like being famous, and that I cannot help who I am, or being targeted for Dark activity.
It's funny, how her smile was always pretty, but now it just lights up the rest of her face, giving it this glow. It's enchanting, really, and makes me just want to snog her then and there. But, as I don't know how she feels, I cannot, and I'm reduced to a pile of scarheaded goo. Some platonic feelings, aye?
It's funny, how she fusses over her hair sometimes, and all it takes is an "It looks fine." from me to convince her that she's all right the way she is. But I don't tell her that just to make her feel better. I tell her that because I mean it. Her hair is part of her. In fact, I don't think I could imagine her without bushy hair.
It's funny, how she supports everything I do. She's at every match, practice… She's even by my side in the hospital wing when I get injured or hurt. And I know that wherever life takes us, she'll still be as supportive then as she is now. Of whatever I choose to do or become.
It's funny, how when I stepped off the bottom step from the dormitories into the common room, she looked up and looked right at me. She always knows when I'm in a room, where I am, and she can always find me in a crowd. She knows me so well, that it's no surprise really.
It's funny, how she finds all that time to study in the library and in the common room, and still find the time to hang out with Ron and myself. She's so smart, has all this knowledge, not to mention has memorized Hogwarts, A History. Of course, it helps me out sometimes, since I don't know what I'd do without her knowledge.
It's funny, how we communicate most of the time without speaking. She always seems to know when I need something like a pat on the back or a hug, and I appreciate it a lot. That level of communication we have is the greatest, as sometimes all I need is her around, and she knows, and it always helps. And that's why she's special.