This story I had to write. It's about Harry and he's in love with Hermoine who is dating Ron. This is the second story that I've written in the Harry Potter category. So please enjoy this story.

Chapter 1

Harry laid in bed. He hadn't been able to sleep for two nights now. Maybe because he had a lot on his mind. Or maybe because he had so many thoughts in his head. But, he had hoped it wasn't something else. He had hoped it wasn't a crush on Hermoine. 'Harry. Pull it together. You can't like your best friend. And besides, she'd never be interested in you.', Harry thought to himself before finally going to sleep.

Harry dreamt about her every night. 'Harry. Oh Harry. I love you so much.' Hermoine said whenever Harry had come into the Great Hall for breakfast. She ran and kissed him. 'I love you too Hermoine'. "Harry. Harry. Harry. Time to get up.", Ron said as he shook Harry. Harry woke with a start and rolled off the bed.

Harry stared up at Ron and groaned. "Come on Harry. Get up. We'll be late for class.", Ron said as he gathered up his books and put them in his bag and went out the dormitory door. Harry sighed and got if she was interested in him? Hermoine was Ron's girlfriend. He got jealous and jealous each day. 'Why can't I be with her and not Ron.' Harry thought to himself in Potions on a Tuesday morning.

The potion they were mixing up that day was a Pimple potion. Whoever drinks it will come down with a bad case of pimples. Harry looked over at Hermoine who was sitting by Ron and leaning over her parcel taking notes. 'She looks so beautiful the way she leans over and writes.' Harry thought to himself. "Mr. Potter.", Harry's least favorite teacher yelled breaking Harry out of his daydream.

"Yes, Professor Snape?", Harry asked finally looking towards the front of the class taking his eyes off of Hermoine. Snape glared at him. "You're scorching the potion ingredients. I repeat 'stir occasionally until a nice green'. Didn't you pay attention?", Professor Snape snapped at him. Harry started to stir the potion in the cauldron in front of him. It finally turned a nice green.

"Harry. Is there something you wanna talk about?", Ron asked as he sat in between Hermoine and Harry and waited for lunch to start. "Nothing. Nothing's wrong.", Harry said