AN: Hi my second fanfic, I wrote this a few years ago in a fit of insanity hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all copyright goes to J., Warner Brothers, Bloomsbury etc.

Hermione lay on his lap with her eyes closed as his fingers combed through her hair, "You ok?" his voice filled with love and concern. Not like Ron, who on hearing she felt sick asked, "You'll still be able to do my Potions homework, right?" But Harry had told her to rest her head on his lap and relax. Hermione slowly rose looking into his entrapping green eyes, mesmerized by them as they glinted in the sunlight.

"Everything is perfect," she sighed leaning towards him and pressed her lips against his. When she realized what she was doing she quickly withdrew, "Oh, Harry I'm sorry I didn't...I'm sorry...I just," Harry interrupted her by cupping her face in his hands and brought her a face to his. He kissed her so sweetly and lovingly that Hermione almost melted right then and there.

When they broke apart Harry asked, "Feeling better?"

"Much," she sighed happily kissing him again. Hermione pressed herself against Harry running her hands through his messy black hair that she loved. Harry's arms encircled her waist drawing her closer still.

All of a sudden the portrait swung open and Neville walked in, so totally absorbed in the Herbology book he failed to notice the couple making out on the sofa. The only sign he made that he knew he was not alone was a quick, "Hey Harry, Hermione," before disappearing up to the boy's dorm. Harry and Hermione stopped kissing long enough to register what had just occurred. Hermione looked at Harry and they both chuckled.

"Wow, um does this mean we're a...couple," Hermione asked looking hopeful and nervous at the same time.

"Only if you want to be and we're going to have to deal with Ron and Ginny," Harry said waiting with baited breath for her response.

Hermione grinned, "Those two can wait," and pulled Harry in for another kiss.

Neville sat up in bed at two am the next morning and muttered tree words, "Harry? Hermione? Kissing?" before falling back into his bed and into a deep sleep.

Edited: 27/11/09 (and to anyone confused it's not Neville's dream –cause that would be creepy- he only realized what he saw just then, everyone understand? Good)