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When Harry had put down his guitar he asked smirking, "You feeling better Mione?"
Harry had heard Hermione squeak from surprise, which made him laugh. "It's not funny Potter!" Hermione said frowning.
"Of course it is," Harry said grinning and turned around to smile at Hermione.
Even though it was dark, Harry could tell that she rolled her eyes, "Don't roll your eyes at me Miss. Granger."
Hermione stuck out her tongue and said, "Watcha gonna do about it?"
"I dunno..." Harry shrugged. Hermione laughed which caused Harry to join in.
Has he ever told you how much he loved her laugh? It was like a wonderful melody to his ears. "So, are you feeling better?"
"I'm just a little sore, but it's all good. So that was a... nice song you sang back there, is it for anyone special?" Hermione asked innocently.
Harry was caught off guard by this question, but he managed to stutter, "T- Thanks." Harry tried as hard as he could to change the subject.
"You didn't answer my question Harry," Hermione said softly.
Harry flushed a shade of crimson, "Ugh... I guess you could say that..."
Hermione frowned and sighed. Harry desperately wanted to ask her what happened when Ron had attacked her, but he was afraid of scaring or hurting her. Just like she had read his mind, she said, "I don't really know what happened with Ron back there. We were just talking and then it happened, he started threatening me..."
Harry saw Hermione hug her knees to her chest. Harry stood up and walked over to her, "It's okay, forget about it, he didn't have control over his body." Harry said wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
"I know, he tried to tell me, but it didn't work very well, the person took over his body before he could tell me who did it to him," Hermione said quietly.
Harry stroked her hair and she leaned onto him, "Hermione..." He didn't know what he should say. "Umm... Never mind."
'Stupid coward!' The annoying voice shouted. 'I don't want to ask her now, she's gone through enough!' Harry shouted back.
"What is it Harry?" Hermione asked shifting slightly to look at his face.
Harry smiled softly, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."
"You know you can tell me anything right Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Mhmm," Harry mumbled. Sure he could tell her everything but this. "Okay, are you-...Did Ron tell you?"
"Yah about Lavender, and Harry, we never liked each other. Well, what I mean is he's only a brother figure to me," Hermione said wrapping her arm around Harry's middle.
Harry was speechless; he was trying really hard not to ask then why she broke up with him then.
Hermione saw Harry struggling to keep his mouth shut, Hermione laughed. "Are you wondering why I broke up with you?"
"Uh... Possibly," Harry answered making an innocent face.
Hermione laughed her smile soon faded and was replaced by a frown, "Well okay it's sorta hard to explain. I just wanted to let you know that..."
"Hermione you don't have to tell me... We'll talk about it when the time is right," Harry reassured her.
"When did you get so wise?" Hermione asked him playfully.
Harry pouted, "Should that as a compliment or an insult?"
"I dunno I guess a lil' bit of both!" Hermione said pretending to think. "So... who was that song for?"
"Hermione!" Harry said laughing, "I'm not going to tell you."
"Please!" Hermione did the puppy dog eyes. Harry just laughed.
"Nope," Harry answered.
"Okay..." Harry pretended to think, "Wait, nah..."
"Harry!" Hermione shrieked.
"Hermione! Shhhh! You'll wake up the whole school!" Harry said covering her mouth with his hand.
Hermione pulled his hand off her face and said while batting her eyelashes, "Please Harry!"
Harry laughed even louder, "No... I'll tell you if... You told me who was your first crush or love."
Hermione laughed, "Not in a million years."
"Okay then, so how are you my dear?" Harry asked changing the subject.
Hermione played along, "I'm just peachy my ol' man."
"Ol' Man? I'm not that old. Old men have pot bellies; do I look like I have a pot belly?" Harry asked lifting up his shirt.
Hermione laughed and poked his stomach, "No but it looks like you have a stone stomach." 'God he has a hot stomach!' Hermione secretly thought.
Harry flexed and said, "Why thank you kind my old lady."
"Pfft, I compliment you and this is what I get? An insult?" Hermione asked teasingly.
"Well, I don't know if your old, but you could just hide your wrinkly stomach under your clothes," Harry shrugged and laughed at Hermione's face.
Hermione then hit Harry in the arm, "Bad boy!"
Harry just laughed and yawned, causing Hermione to yawn. "I'm tired," Hermione said covering her mouth.
"I noticed," Harry said poking her side.
Hermione squealed. "Wow, I never knew that Miss. Granger here, squeals, I could black mail her with that."
"Don't you dare Potter; I know as much embarrassing things about you too!" Hermione defended.
"And what is that?" Harry asked.
"One, you model in your dormitory in front of the mirror, you have a pair of piggy boxers, you dream about a certain someone and get aroused by it," Hermione burst out laughing at the look on Harry's face.
"I do not!" Harry said defending himself.
Hermione then smirked, "You sure 'bout that?"
Harry flushed a deep shade of red.
"I see, so who is this dream girl? Cho?" Hermione giggled at Harry's expression.
Harry turned a little green, "No... This person is actually nicer, prettier, cuter... then her. She's a little bit of everything, but mostly intelligent." Harry could tell that Hermione was racking her brain to find the person with this description.
"And who is this prefect little lady?" Hermione asked smiling. 'Well there goes my second chance,' Hermione sighed.
Harry looked a little nervous, 'Should I tell her? I mean if I do she's probably not going to approve... I'll wing it I guess...'
Hermione studied Harry.
"Umm... I don't know how to say this Hermione but... It's-."
Kay, not a very big cliffhanger... but it's a cliffhanger.
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