FIRST REQUEST!!

Harry x Hermione

Requested by: UrNameHere001

Takes place during Order of the Phoenix

(One of my personal favorite ships)

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While stars flickered in the sky, and the moon was shaped like Dumbledore's spectacles, Ron and Harry were stressing over the amount of Potions homework they had. It was mostly because Snape just had to choose today for expressing his hate for Gryffindor. 

Harry struggled to focus on his essay on the different uses for Tasmanian Devil spit. And Ron had stabbed the end of his quill onto his inky parchment.

"Why does that, that - bloody hell why does he have us do this?' Ron whines, and he kept stabbing his parchment with his quill, over and over again.

Luckily then, Hermione came over from the girls dormitory, to see what the noise was about, she was in her night-gown, and looked as if she'd do nothing else but be in bed.

"Hermione! What are you doing here? I thought you were asleep?" Harry questions.

"Harry, I could hear your quill scribbling over the parchment, and Ron's continuous whining, why wouldn't I come and check up on you two?" Hermione scolds.

She took a look at Harry's Potions essay, and sighed heavily, but when she looked at Ron's, she immediately grabbed a fresh piece of parchment, and completed his essay for him, down to the last detail, and handed it to him, after she had completed it in what seemed to be a couple seconds.

Ron took the parchment from her, and gasped with delight, as moonlight filtered through the window.

"Hermione, you're a life saver! I don't know what I'd do without you!" Ron exclaims.

Hermione simply scoffed, and soon finished up Harry's essay in the same amount of time, and handed it to him, their fingers brushed passed each others, and their eyes locked on to each others. 

Harry had always loved Hermione's deep brown eyes, he could get lost in them for ages and it'd seem like it had ended to early. Hermione had also admired Harry's emerald green eyes, they held bravery in them, and Hermione had always noticed that unwavering bravery ever since their first year at Hogwarts.

Hermione shook her head, as if breaking out of that wondrous trance, she slightly blushed, and quickly made her way back to the girls dormitory. Leaving Harry and Ron the only ones awake in Gryffindor.

Ron had noticed Harry blushing every time he was around Hermione, and he had seen that same heavy blush when Harry and Hermione's fingers brushed past each others.

Ron had a growing smirk on his face, and could sense the two coming together, it was only natural. Hermione never chose to leave Harry's side, and the same thing for Harry. He could tell the two would make a very nice couple.

Harry noticed his friend's strange smirk, as if he were plotting something. 

"What are you smirking about?" Harry called out.

"Ohh, nothing Harry. It's just YOU LIKE HERMIONE!!" Ron exclaims with a scream. 

"I DO NOT!!" Harry replied, but he continued to blush.

And all that commotion caused a lot of the boys to wake up. And Neville was the first to talk.

"What's going on about, Harry?" Neville questions.

"No - Nothing is going on, right Ron?" Harry says while glaring at Ron.

"Nah, we heard clearly, HARRY LIKES HERMIONE! HARRY LIKES HERMIONE!!" Fred chants, and soon George joined him in the chant, and then Seamus, and Dean joined along too.

Soon a chorus of chanting erupted in the Gryffindor quarters, and Harry had become a blushing mess.

When he grew furious of the continuous chanting, he pulled at his messy hair, feeling as if he were about to burst.

"SHUT UP!! I'M GOING TO BED AND I DON'T WANT ANY OF THAT SHIT GOING ON AND ABOUT!!" Harry screams with rage.

The others grew surprised, Harry wasn't one to normally curse. But their expressions turned neutral, and they said 'goodnight' to each other before heading back to bed, without saying a word to Harry, who lay on his bed, with his back turned to everyone.

Even whilst asleep. Harry'd dream was only of Hermione, as it had ever since he first met her. How he saves her from Voldemort, and she likes him as well. As he held her bridal style, they smiled at each other, locking on each others gaze for what seemed like hours and then-

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Harry's dream was interrupted by all the commotion going on in the common room, and he felt Ron shaking him awake, it seemed as if he had forgotten all about last night, but then Harry realized it was because they had double-potions with Slytherin today, plus History of Magic with Professor Binns. Boy, today was gonna be a nightmare.

During History of Magic, Harry just couldn't focus on anything Professor Binns was teaching, instead, his head was turned so that he could see Hermione. Her hair was exceptionally beautiful today, and her robes seem to have been just cleaned. He loved the way her serious expression was looking down at a piece of parchment, writing down the details, the ones she never missed.

Harry got an idea, from looking at her parchment. He grabbed his own piece of parchment, his best ink, and finest quill. On the piece, he started to write,

Dear Hermione, -

Harry's mind went blank, what was he going to write? What if they meet up somewhere, maybe that would be nice, how about near Hagrid's cabin? The forest would be wonderful! Grabbing his quill again, Harry wrote once again.

Dear Hermione, 

                                                         I always admired you, 

                           do you want to meet up at the Forbidden Forest? 

Pick One:

Yes                 No

-Anonymus

(Leave it in the Gryffindor Common Room, when you've picked)

Harry looked over his letter, he was proud of how well written it was. But if he gave it to Hermione himself, she would automatically know it's him. So he folded up the parchment, and wrote Hermione's name on the outside neatly, then dipped his quill back in the ink. While he waited for it to dry, he briefly managed to catch a glimpse of Hermione's parchment, on the side which wasn't scribbled in ink, was someone's name with hearts around it. Harry's own heart started to beat faster, as he thought of the possibilities, but his heart sank when he realized that there were multiple cute guys in Gryffindor. It could've been any one of them, it could even be Viktor Krum!

Harry sighed and leaned back against his seat. He saw that the ink had dried, and when absentmindedly threw the little note towards Hermione, and he smiled when he saw that Hermione looked on the ground, the parchment had her name facing straight up. She picked up the tiny slip, and looked around. Harry was sure to be looking towards the blackboard, and pretending that he was catching on the stuff they were supposed to know.

He turned his gaze towards the girl, and saw that she had lightly circled one answer. And his heart skipped a beat. Then he blushed, why did it have to be during history!! Using his hands, Harry covered his face so that only his eyes were visible. At least he had something to possibly look forward to. (Possibly)

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When Harry entered the Common room, he saw a tiny slip of paper he was excited when he grabbed the little piece, and when he looked at the answer he'd gotten, he beamed, and blushed at the same time.

"What's that Harry?" Ron questions, as he came in.

"She said 'Yes' Ron! Hermione will meet me tonight!" Harry exclaimed.

Ron's confused expression turned into a grin, and thought of the possibilities.

"I KNEW you liked her! I'm proud of you, buddy. Go win her!" Ron exclaims, and Harry smiled, then made his hair slightly less messier than before, straightened his robe. And made sure his Gryffindor symbol was straight, before he left, he got a bundle of violet flowers, and a box of chocolates, and then he was on his way.

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As Harry made his way towards the Forbidden Forest, he saw Hermione was already there. Looking as beautiful as ever. Harry smiled, and soon made his way there.

"Hey, Hermione." Harry said trying to be casual.

"Harry, I knew it was you!" Hermione exclaims.

"Yeah, so Hermione. I love you, I hope you feel the same way to." Harry quickly said, going on his knee, presenting the violet flowers, and box of chocolates.

Hermione gasps with surprise, and she shakily held out the parchment of notes she was taking in History of Magic, apparently, they were actually Harry's name in different fonts with endless hearts around them.

Harry lifted himself off of his knee, and his and Hermione's gaze locked on again. 

It was just like his dream, but better in every way.

Alright, the next one is a What-If! And it's gonna be about Hermione!! 

Anyways, like I said before, this is one of my top favorite HP ships!!!

Hope you enjoyed!!