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How do you imagine how Harry and Hermione would realise their love? Remember it can be any place, any time, anyway you want. Here's my take:


The Confession

It seemed like the had been walking for miles. Harry stopped and looked at Hermione. Now was the time to go alone he thought. He didn;t want to leave her just yet, only death lay ahead, whether it was himself or Voldemort, Harrry was still too afraid to think of the outcome.
Harry turned to face Hermione, "Wait", he said, "I'm going on alone from here".
"But", Hermione began--

"No", Harry said firmly, "I'm not putting you in any more danger. You saw what happened to Ron... I couldn't bear it if you got hurt. I need to do this myself. You understand don't you?"
Hermione had become very quiet. Slowly she nodded. Harry tried to smile reassuringly, "We'll see each other again Hermione".
Hermione looked as though she couldn;t contain herself, she let out a sob and flung her arms around Harry pulling him into a tight embrace. Harry could feel her tears against his cheek. Slowly he disengaged himself. Taking her face gently in his hands, he wiped away her tears. For a moment they looked into each other's eyes. Hermione pulled herself away, to face the other direction.
"I love you", she whispered.
Stunned Harry looked at her. He could not believe what he had just heard. Gently he pulled her round to face him. As she looked at him with such love shining through her eyes, he felt his heart respond. Without even realising what he was doing he leant his face towards hers and kissed her softly on the lips. he felt a quiver of response run through Hermione's body as she clapsed her hands around his neck. Harry pulled her closer and together locked in a passionate embrace they kissed.
Slowly they came apart. Hermione looked at Harry resolutley, "Go finish what you came here for Harry", she said firmly.
"Hermione", he said softly, "I wish we had more time. I've only just realised how much I love you--
"It's ok", Hermione whispered tears springing to her eyes, "It's enough just knowing".
Again the passionately kissed, clinging together to save that one last moment.

Harry walked determinedly into the distance, leaving Hermione still watching behind him. Harry knew now in his mind there was only one option left. To kill Voldemort, to end all terror and most of all, to protect those he loved safe...

A very touching episode, I must say. I am working on a scene of a similar calibre as well, and I should be posting it in a few days. In the meanwhile, others should check this out too.

nice moogle!

can't wait to hear the rest!

sorry i'm no good in this....

Ok, I will do a little bit of cheating here haha

Click HERE to view what I quickly scribbled in the "Most outlandish way H/Hr could end up".

But I would like to change some stuff. from there

*Ron gets hit and tries to stop as many Death Eaters as possible, while Harry and Hermione move ahead*

There's a chamber, and their steps echo as they walk closer to Harry's destiny.

Harry turns. He sighs.

"So... this is it." He said trying to sound normal, but he was nervous.
"Harry, we-"
"No, Hermione. I... I need to do this alone. If anything should happen to you, I don't know how I could live."
"Harry, you don't-"
"No, Hermione..."
"Harry, would you let me finish? I was going to say you don't need to explain." She said, her lips trembling. "You'll be okay, Harry. You're a great wizard..." She said blushing.
"I will never be as good as you..." He said with a half-grin.

Full of fear, and without hesitation, Hermione flung her arms around Harry and caught him in a tight embrace.

"Hermione!" He said surprise as this sudden outburst of affection, but held her close to him nonetheless.

He felt his shoulder get moisten, as he realized Hermione was crying.

"There are more important things like bravery, friendship and-" Hermione said interrupting herself. "-and love, Harry..." She added softly.

Harry hugged her even tigther. "-and love..." He said in a whisper.

They separated, and Harry could see the trail of tears coming down her face. He stepped in closer and dried her tears with his thumbs. Then something clicked. In a moment of sudden desire, he stepped in even closer to her and closed the gap between them. And he soflty place his lips on hers.

They stayed like that for a moment, sharing the most innocent kiss in the deepest moment of their lives, as they understood their innermost feelings.

"Harry, I love you..." Hermione whispered with her eyes closed, as tears started falling down once again.
"I love you too..." He said softly, as he stepped away from her and left to face his destiny.


ok............. too much not-free time, i should be working instead of doing this. Hope you all enjoy it. Something sweet for the H/Hr ending... just a soft kiss on the lips (very platonic some people might think, but sweet and full of love nonetheless- that'd make me happy in the end)

Amy

Mine's too long to post, but I did apply to be an author, so hopefully, I'll get accepted and can post it before too long.


Pam

Oooh, I don't know! So many ways... can't think of one properly right now, but you guys had good ones.

can't wait to see it Pam and you to Gti88.

I love reading these things they are so romantic

That was great sitou_amy. I love the whole sweetness about it

Don't worry if you feel your writing is that great or anything just post away. I love hearing anybodys ideas.

okay...mine's a little half-baked (isn't all of what I write? ) so...here goes it....

Harry noticed the entire common room turn their heads and stare as he stormed through the portrait whole, all but slamming it shut as he confronted the angry Hermione he'd been chasing.

"Harry, how many times have I told you? You don't have to do this alone!" she crossed her arms almost defensively over her chest and glared at him. He glared back, then took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I know that. I just don't want you there," he said, looking up at her.

She raised her eyebrow slightly. "And yet you're letting Ron go with you," she said. It was more of a statement than a question.

"Well...Ron is...Ron," he said, fumbling for an excuse she would buy.

"And Ginny," she said.

"Well....er.." he was running out of excuses. He'd used up most of them in explaining why he'd let their friends come with him to the Final Battle (as it was now so nicknamed). "It's complicated."

"Enlighten me," she said rather cooly, not breaking her stance. He noticed sweat was sliding down his face and that the whole Common room was hanging on their every word. Not that he could blame them. How often do Harry Potter and Hermione Granger get into shouting matches? This was usually commonplace with Ron and Hermione.

"I can't let you go," he said helplessly.

"Yes, you keep saying that. And you've yet to give me an explanation as to why,"

"I won't have you get hurt," he said, his frustration flaring up. She wasn't getting it. And yet he couldn't tell her. Not now, if ever.

"I've gotten hurt before. It won't be anything new," she looked at him.

"What if you die?" Harry raised his vioce. He didn't know how to tell her why he wasn't letting her go without telling her....that. "What then?"

"If it's to take out a phsyco-maniac like Voldemort, I'll take my chances,"

"I won't let you. I don't want you to get hurt. I lo-" he cut himself off fast. It had happened so fast he'd barely had enough time for his brain to bite his tongue.

"What was that?" she asked. There were whispers circulating among the crowd around them.

"Nothing, nothing at all," he said quickly, heat rising up to his face. She sighed, looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Harry, I can't let you go out there by yourself,"

"I won't be by myself. Ron will be there, and Ginny, and Sheamus..."

"And what am I suppossed to do here by myself, worried sick that you might be hurt or be dead?"

"And what would I do if you were out there with me, and you got hurt..or..or killed. I can't lose anyone else, especially you!" he was shouting again.

"Why do you care so much?" she asked him in a rather loud voice, tears in her eyes.

"Because I love you!" he blurted it out.

"That's not a reas--what?" she stopped for a moment in her ranting. He clamped a hand over his mouth. What had he done? Loud murmuring raced through the crowd. He couldn't hide it any longer, especially since within two hours everyone in the school would know about it.

"I love you. That's why I didn't want you to go," he said softly. There was a pregnant silence in the moments that followed, and Harry felt quite awkward. He figured in a few seconds he should leave to avoid rejection. He looked up and smiled a bit sheepishly.

"Sorry...I shouldn't have...I'll just go..." he stammered and turned to leave.

"Wait," she called after him, and he noticed her voice was slightly watery and choked. He turned around.

"Did you mean that?" she asked, tears forming in her eyes. He blushed.

"Every word," he whispered. She enveloped him in her arms.

"I love you too," she whispered in his ear. He smiled a wide grin and kissed her. The crowd burst into cheers. The joy didn't last for very long; over the din, a ragged voice could be heard.

"Harry, it's time to go," Remus Lupin smiled at the couple with a grin that reminded him of one that thought these few moments were his last.

"I'm sorry, Hermione." Harry's smile dropped in an instant, and he could hear Hermione's sobs as she clung to his shirt. She pulled him into a tight hug, murmuring into his shirt that he better come back, not to get hurt...random hexes used in battle.

By the time he managed to make it out the Portrait Hole, tears were streaming down his own face. He wiped at them with the back of his hand. Remus glanced at him with a wispy smile. "You really are your father's son, Harry," he said.

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How was that?

Ooooooh that was adorable hexonjellybeans12. I really liked it

Thank you, moogle!! I feel kinda sheepish when I write fanfiction. Most my friends think it's weird, but it's all about the writing.

You are free to read some of the stories I've posted here at PK... I won't post a link to the story I'm currently working on coz it's NC-17 just in case, but here is A LINK to my profile to check out other stories.

hexonjellybeans12, I love reading heated discussions between Harry and Hermione because their fighting is about things that matter (Sirius at the Ministry...) - or is it really my pumpkin glasses that make me think like this?

Anyway, love reading this thread!

Amy

Same as me. But with a little encouragement I totally let loose. I love writing fan fiction and totally love readng it so I'll definitly look at those

Thanks moogle! it wasn't supposed to be as long...but hey! who cares! alright, let's get some more out here!

Harry entered the room to see Hermione, her bushy brown hair barely sticking up over the pile of books in front of her.

"Hermione I think you should take a break" Harry said gently, removing some books so he could see her face.

"Ohh, I know I can find something that will tell us how to destroy the last Horcrux, without you being hurt!" Hermione said distressfully

"It's ok Hermione, you've done enough". Harry said touched.

"There must be another way! Hermione sobbed, tears starting to her eyes.

Harry pushed the books out of the way and grabbed Hermione gently, pulling her into a hug. "Thanks Hermione, but there is no other way".

Hermione held onto Harry tightly, her head leaning against his shoulders.
Harry held her closer, stroking her hair.

"No, I'm not going to let it be like this!" Hermione shouted

"Hermione", Harry looked at her searchingly.

"I love you Harry!" Hermione said angrily. And all this time you havn't realised." She was hitting his chest now, venting her frustration.

Harry held her hands and looked into her face. "You what?" he said quietly.

"I love you!" Hermione shouted hitting him again.

"Then why didn;t you--" Harry began

"Because you were too busy. I didn't want to distract you from the horcruxs"

Harry almost laughed "Just like you Hermione" he said softly.

Hermione looked up at him her eyes misty from tears "Harry you stupi--

Harry grabbed Hermione and kissed her full on the lips.
Hermione let out a "Oh" of surprise and returned the action fiercly.

Pulling himself away he took her face firmly in his hands and stared her straight in the eyes "I love you Hermione" Harry said smiling

Hermione looked at him. "But you never said anything"

"I figured you would have noticed by now" Harry said with a sheepish grin.

Hermione flung her arms around him. "Oh Harry we have been so stupid! All this time we have loved each other and have been too afraid to tell each other".

"You got that right" came a voice from the door. Ron was standing by the door a smile fixed against his face. It's about time you two finally woke up. Well don't let me get in the way. He shut the door.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other smiling, "Kiss me Harry" Hermione demanded!, Harry quite happily obliged.

I like yours moogle and hexonjellybeans! I'll try to write one:


"Harry?" Hermione said, now closing the door the room he was in. Harry turned around and saw his best female friend, Hermione Granger. For days, they had been in the library in Grimmauld Place looking up horcruxes. "Hermione, I can't believe the time has almost come for me to have one last duel with Voldemort." Harry said, looking at her. "Harry, you will get through it!" Hermione said determindly. "Your a great wizard!" "I remember when we were 1st years and I was going to fight to get the Socercer's Stone and you were telling me that then." Harry said. "Harry, before you left to fight Voldemort and Quirrel, I almost told you what I felt for you and still do now." Hermione said, her heart starting to pound faster. "Which is what?" Harry asked, now standing in front of her. "I love you Harry and in this fight against Voldemort, we're all in this together." "You, me, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Luna, and the members of the Order of the Pheonix." Hermione said, meaning it with all her heart. "Hermione, I love you too and I never told you how much you mean to me." Harry said, pulling her closer to him. "Whatever happens, know that know that you mean more to me than you'll ever know!" Harry said softly and pulled her into a kiss.


That was the 1st fiction I've ever written. What did you think?

hehe nice Violas rule. It's really sweet

Ah, the long awaited piece of fanfiction that will have you crying with mirth by the end:

Ron lay on the common room floor, knocked out by a particularly powerful stunning spell, sent his way by a masked Death Eater, whose identity most unfortuantely remained a mystery. At Harry's request, Luna hurriedly levitated Ron to the Hospital Wing, making her way out of the Gryffindor common room into the hallway on the other side, along with Neville and Ginny to assist her in arriving there. This left only two people in the now empty and partially destroyed vicinity: Harry and Hermione. By now, they understood the time had finally come.

Both of them exited through the portrait hole, and stole across the corridors stealthily under Harry's invisibility cloak, until they reached the door of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Harry silently pushed open the door and stepped inside, closely followed by his best friend. He pulled off the invisibility cloak and turned to face his companion.

"Hermione, you can't follow me from here. It's too dangerous," he said, pleading for the upteenth time to convince Hermione.

"Harry, you know this won't work," she retaliated with a hint of exasparation in her voice. "I'm coming with you."

"Honestly, do you..." he began, but Hermione cut him off.

"You won't persuade me otherwise, Harry."

Seeing no way, Harry sighed heavily, and stepped over to the stone sink, which concealed the Entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

"Open up" he said, and heard a faint hiss escape his lips.

Hermione stood behind him in awe, as the sink slid out of sight and revealed the mouth of the pipe they had to enter. With an increasing feeling of dread, Harry lowered his legs in the opening. He had hoped to never have to enter the Chamber again.

"Hermione, if you really want to come, slide down after me, and I'll meet you in the end. And he let go.

The air rushed past Harry's ears and he soon heard Hermione not too far off behind him. Eventually, the pipe levelled out and he shot out of it, landing roughly on the stone floor of the dark passageway that revealed itself ahead.

Hermione crashed right into Harry, and both of them toppled on the floor again. Harry quickly got to his feet and grabbed Hermione by the arms, pulling her up also.

"Are you OK?" he asked with concern.

"I'm really sorry about that...I didn't mean to, i mean, i didn't see you, and...uh..." Hermione stuttered to a halt, her cheeks flushing a brilliant magenta.

Harry just grinned at her, despite their situation, but something stirred in his stomach. He dismissed it, and beckoned Hermione to follow him. They walked around the first bend in the tunnel, and they came to the same rock fall that had been caused by Ron's malfunctionig wand and Professor Lockhart nearly five years previously.

"Hermione, please, reconsider what you're doing," Harry said, worry evident in his voice.

"I've told you, Harry, it's something we have to do. We're in this together," she replied softly.

Harry didn't respond, but instead appeared to became increasingly agitated and restless. After ten minutes of walking in a pregnant silence, they reached the wall, which separated them from the itnerior of the Chamber, where Voldemort sat patiently. Listening. Waiting.

"Hermione, hear me out," Harry began a second before Hermione wanted to speak. "This is Vodemort himself in there, and if you come with me, I don't want to think what may happen." His voice was trembling with fear.

"Harry, I..." Hermione began again, but Harry interrupted.

"'Mione, what would I do if you die at the hands of Voldemort? Do you think my life woudl have a meaning then? My only option is to defeat him, and I don't want to sacrifice you for it. You mean too much to me, I mean, I..." he said and paused, the truth suddenly hitting him with such a force that it made him slighly light-headed. "I love you, Hermione."

He had said it before he could restrain himself. Panicking, he braced himself for rejection, silently scolding himself for being so irresponsible at a time like this.

"I....um...really..." he stuttered, but no more coherent words came out.

"I love you too, Harry," Hermione said, tears sparkling in her deep brown eyes, which happened to mezmerize Harry, as he stared into them.

Willingly, he lowered his gaze into hers and slowly, his lips descended towards hers, eventually catching them in a tentative kiss that slowly deepened and grew in passion. The world seemed to dissolve around Harry, with nothing no one but Hermione in it.

At last, they drew back, and the moment their kiss was broken, reality came crashing back upon their shoulders.

"I loeve you so much, Hermione," Harry repeated in her ear, as he held her in a tight embrace.

"Be careful, Harry, I d-d-don't want t-t-to lose you," Hermione sobbed soundly into his chest

Harry pulled back and placed his hand on her chin, raising her head to look into her eyes.

"I will, but in the meanwhile, go back to the pipe entrance, and wait for me there. I will meet you there in a little while, I promise," he said and smiled sadly at her.

"Really promise?" she whispered.

"Yes, Hermione, I do," Hermione replied quietly. "Now go, before it's too late."

"Be careful...take care...I love you."

"Go Hermione!" Harry said loudly, and ushered her back into the tunnel.

He waited a couple of minutes until Hermione was out of earshot, and turned to the blank stretch of wall in front of him."Open up", he hissed, and the walls parted. Clutching his wand tightly, Harry shakily walked inside.

"Mr. Potter, so glad you could join me," came an icy voice, so cold, it chilled the blood in Harry's veins.

"Voldemort," breathed Harry, the whisper barely escaping his lips.

Care for a tissue?

in the meanwhile, part II will be coming up in a short while...once I manage to finish it and edit it accordingly

OHHHHH I LOVE IT

Im flattered!! First praise for a fanfiction piece I've eber received. thanks moogle!!!

I liked yours gti88! Moogle, I'm glad you liked mine! Thanks for reading it!

Man, I think I need a box of tissues for these! They're all great, though. Love them all.

moogle, yours really make me smile!! I love yours gti88! It's great..really great!

Ok...I'm a bit nervous on this because English is not my first language...please ignore my grammar and everything wrong...this is very weird! I swear I won't write again!

Well, this maybe the biggest delusional thing I ever imagined it. Bit different. I can say it's muggle way...


They are again in the Room of Requirement. Harry knew he will not going to finish reading all the books in the room. He stopped. Glanced around the big room, hoping that the things that he was looking for fly to him itself. His eyes slowly lay on the very girl in front of him. He does not know what to do or say. These few weeks are so different. Still watching her, as his mind keep thinking about the girl.

'Harry, why are you looking at me like that? Something on my face?' Harry smiled.

'Yeah, there's something on your face. You look tired.' said Harry.

'My goodness! It's nearly two. Come on, Harry. You need some sleep. You've got Quidditch tomorrow!' she slumped shut the book in front of her and within five minutes, they were outside the room, under the Invisibility cloak and walked to the Fat Lady. They climbed into the common room after giving out the password.

‘Hermione...’ Harry begins as Hermione was about to turn to the girls dormitory.

‘Yeah, Harry.’

‘I...I just want to say that...I....I’ Harry hesitated.

‘Yeah?’

‘I just want to thank you.’ He does not understand why he cannot say it.

‘Well, I enjoyed doing it. No need to thank me. Good night, Harry.’ She turned away. Harry stood there alone. Sighing and climbing the stairs, into the room. He walk slowly to his four poster bed, put aside his glasses and throwing himself on he bed. After a second, he was in a deep sleep.

***
Harry awake with a start. After dressed himself, he climbed down stairs, pushing the portrait and meeting Hermione in front of him.

‘Morning! Want a walk? I brought you this.’ Showing Harry the toast she brought along.

‘You read my mind! Wait, I better take along my Firebolt.’ quickly he ran and fetched his Firebolt and met Hermione in front of the portrait lady.

‘Where’s Ron?’

‘He has detention with McGonagall, remember?’

‘Oh yeah. Around the lake?’

‘As if we never do it before!’ they laughed. They talked about the Horcruxes all along till they stop at a big stone beside the lake. Hermione was playing with the giant squid. Harry had never seen her happy like this. He thought alone as he sitting on the big stone.

Just tell her, Harry. What are you doing? This is the right moment!

‘RON???’ suddenly burst out from his mouth.

‘What were you saying Harry?’ Hermione frowning at him.

‘Oh, what time is it?’

‘It’s quarter to ten’ and she continues tickling the giant squid happily. Harry was so shocked. For a moment, he thought Ron was really talking to him but then he just realized that it was his imagination, it was Ron’s voices in his head. Few minutes passed, Harry had made up his mind that he is going to tell Hermione what he has been thinking all this week. He placed himself beside Hermione.

‘Hermione, I think I’ve found the love.’

‘Harry, but you said to me that you know that love is the only one that can vanquish Voldemort...the love that—‘Harry cut her off.

‘Yes Hermione, the love. The love for someone. Someone who has been there from the beginning. I just realized it. I was so stupid. She was there in front of me but was just so blind to see her. I can’t believe it. She is so nice and kind to people even for non-human creatures. She just there. Just there in front of me!’ he stared at the reflection of them both on the smooth lake water.

‘She always had been helpful when I’m in need. She can read my mind and sometimes, I can read her mind too. She always had been cared for me and concern about me. I just don’t understand how I can miss that! I’m going to tell you who is she, Hermione. You will be the first to know it!’ but Hermione was out of the reflection. Harry turned around.

‘Well, you don’t have to tell me first, Harry. Maybe you should tell her. She deserves to be the first to know about this wonderful news!’ Harry could have sworn that he saw Hermione wipe her face with her sleeve though she turned to the other way.

‘No, Hermione I really wanted you to know it first!’ at this line, she turns to face Harry.

‘Well, the girl is here.’ He grins when Hermione raised her eyebrows.

‘Where? Where?’ she looking around to seek for the girl Harry talking about.

‘No need to look around Hermione. The girl is in front of me.’ He said. ‘Yeah, I love you, Hermione.’ He added for Hermione looking disbelieve. She sighed.

‘Well, I always feel the same way as you did now. I tried to make it obvious but only now in our seventh year you just realized it. Oh, Harry I love you too!’ she flung herself into Harry’s arms and continue to speak.

‘You know what, Harry. I never dream this to happen since Cho with you or when you kiss Ginny.’ She looked up and added, ‘I decided to get on with life, relax a bit and do my usual routine and I think I done a silliest thing last year.’

‘Yeah, you did a silliest thing.’ Without knowing what his doing and does not care what will people say. They kissed.

‘Harry, I want to be with you for all my life. I always keep you in my heart. Everywhere I am, you just there too.’ And the kissed again. Suddenly they broke for the freakiest sound caught their ears.

‘POTTER!!!! WHERE ARE YOU??? WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES!!! GET HERE INSTANTLY OR THE MATCH WILL BE CANCEL!’

‘That’s McGonagall’s. C’mon!’ They laughed and run to the Quidditch pitch.

I liked yours Misya! It was really sweet!

Hehhe Misya that is so cute

Thanks guys! anymore imagination turn to words? I think I'm addicted to this board now! I got lots..but can't remember it...I just hope my imagination will come true...how sweet is that?

Yay! new victim....i mean, of course i meant member! Just kidding. Loved your ending.

this is an idea i've been playing around with in my head..I haven't written an HP fic before, but I did write a few for Sailor Moon when I was 13.......five years ago.........anyway......here you go:

The music was gently blowing in the air as the guests of Bill and Fleur's wedding swayed along. Hermione was sitting on the side, watching them dance. Giving a soft sigh, she sees Harry coming towards her. "Hey Hermione, may I have this dance?"
"Of course Harry."
On came Zoot Suit Riot. Everyone started dancing faster than before. Harry gulped. "I'm not sure about this Hermione, I'm not that good at dancing."
"Oh come on Harry, we can do it!"
Harry slowly caught on to the idea of swing dancing and eventually got the hang of it (but stepping on Hermione's toes once in awhile) before the song "You and Me" by Lifehouse came on. Harry glanced at Hermione as she slowly came closer to Harry and rested her hands on his shoulders. As they danced to the music Harry was feeling great. He had never felt like this before, not even with Ginny. "Why does this feel so right?" he thought to himself.
Glancing around the room he noticed Ron dancing with Luna, rather closely he noticed. Smiling, he turned back to Hermione who was slowly moving her hands around Harry's neck, as he did with her. When the song ended, harry asked Hermione, "Would you like to take a break from the party?"
"Sure Harry."
They walked across the dance floor and into a little grove not too far away from the party, yet far enough that they could be alone. "Are you having fun Hermione?"
"Yeah, this has definetly been something different. I've never seen a Wizard wedding before."
"Neither have I Hermione..."
"Oh.." she paused. "Right."
There was a silent pause for a few minutes before they both blurted out, "There's something I have to tell you."
"You first"
"No you......"
"Alright," said Harry. "Let's go at the same time."
"Okay"
They stared at each other for a few minutes. Finally Harry spoke up. "Hermione, I.....I really like you a lot. Maybe even love you....."
Hermione just stared at him for a few minutes. She thought about something for a minute, and Harry was scared about what she would say in return. Then Hermione replied, "Oh Harry, it seems as if you read my mind. I really like you a lot too....."
"Really?"
"Really really."
"I just thought you liked Ron and were still with him....." Harry said.
"Ron and I? We tried it for a week while you were still with your Aunt and Uncle before I came to get you. It just, didn't work......."
"I'm sorry Hermione....."
"No, you shouldn't be. I wanted something that no one has ever given me before, like you with Ginny."
"Ginny?" asked Harry. "Sure I like her and all, but there was always the face that other guys were always looking at her, plus she's Ron's sister. And I thought she was special but it just didn't feel right.
"Besides," Harry continued, "You've been the one always there for me."
"Harry......"
But before she could say anymore Harry came up to Hermione and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. She looked at him for a minute before she returned the kiss to Harry.
Then Hermione looked up at Harry. "Can this work? You and me, with Ron and Ginny around?"
"It doesn't matter," replied Harry. "What's most important is that we're going to be together, and if people have a problem with us going out......well, they'll have to deal with me."
Hermione smiled. "I love you Harry."
"I love you too, Hermione....."
They kissed again and walked hand-in-hand back to the party........

Good? Bad? I haven't written anything HP before........so.......I've had this idea for a 7th book fic but I don't know if it's any good or if I have time to write it (which I usually don't).

I love h/hr, how about u?

Just lovely! I really enjoyed it!! Which reminds me, who's got the tissues.

Ohh that was so sweet Ms_Harmony.

*sniffle* I need tissues from all these

aawwww

I love all of them...xD

It makes me kind of emotional...

H/Hr 4 ever! XD!

Okay, this is my very first post ever, but I was reading this forum yesterday and was inspired to write a little idea of my own. Please be gentle with me.



Harry and Hermione had been perfecting this charm for weeks as they travelled. She had coached him and pestered him until he could hardly stand it.
"I've got it already! Just give it a rest, okay?" He said crossly.
"Harry, you're going up against Voldemort with an untested, invented spell. It's got to be perfect, or..." She didn't finish the sentence, but they both knew the consequences if he failed to perform their veritamore charm perfectly.
"I know what to do, I think of who I love the best, and who loves me the best, I say the charm, and it will work. We've gone through this a thousand times. Ginny and I love each other, so the charm should work." He was tired of practicing, tired of searching for Voldemort, tired of thinking each day could be his last.
"Well, if you're absolutely sure you don't want to go over it again?"
"Hermione! Let me alone! I'm going to bed." Harry said more harshly than he intended. He knew Hermione was only trying to help him. As he lay in his tent, he wondered again why their charm seemed to be getting weaker the more he practiced it. "Ginny is the key to this charm. True reciprocal love is the key, and we have it... don't we?" This was not the time to begin doubting the power of love. He was near Voldemort, he could feel it. He didn't sleep well, and when the sun began to climb over the horizon, Harry felt instinctively that this was to be the day he conquered or perished.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

As the smoke cleared, Harry looked around himself. He was the only one standing. All around him were strewn the bodies of Death Eaters, and directly in front of his wand, a smoldering pile of robes was all that remained of Lord Voldemort. He'd done it, he could hardly believe it. The charm had proven itself more powerful than all others. True Love - veritamore - had conquered evil.
Harry's brain slowly began to function again, "Hang on, why did it work?" Harry realized he hadn't been thinking of Ginny at all, he had been thinking of... No, that can't be right. But now that he'd thought it, he had to know for sure. He had to find Hermione.

He ran and finally saw her sitting by a blackened tree, battered and nursing a nasty cut on her leg, but alive. He went to her and said "Let me help you." She looked up, startled, and flung her arms around him.
"Oh, Harry! You're alive! But that means-"
"Yes, Voldemort is dead, for good!" Said Harry, leaning back from her embrace.
"Yes, I know, but it means our charm worked! Veritamore worked! Oh, Harry, I was so worried, you seemed to be getting so frustrated with it, like it wasn't working as well... I guess you must have remembered how strong your love for Ginny is in the end."
Harry looked down at the ground and felt very foolish. But still he had to tell her what he'd been thinking and feeling in his heart during the battle. She would probably dismiss it, and find some explanation of why the charm still worked.
"Hermione- I wasn't thinking of Ginny." He took a breath and let it out slowly, he didn't want to look at her, but couldn't seem to stop himself.
"I was thinking of you." There, he'd said it. She was stunned, he could see in her face the shock of his pronouncement. Now he braced himself for her logical explanation of why their charm worked even though it's supposed to be the one you love and the one who loves you that makes the power.
"I. . . you . . . but . . ." She seemed to be having trouble forming a sentence.
Finally she said, "Harry, I have always loved you, as a friend. You are my very best friend, and I thought you felt the same about me."
"I do, of course, but I think maybe I love you as more than a friend." Harry couldn't believe he'd actually said it out loud, but once it was there, it felt right. Ron and Hermione had never been able to sustain a positive relationship for more than a week straight. He hoped that maybe she didn't care for Ron much as he'd previously thought.
"Hermione, the charm...it's supposed to be reciprocal. Why did it work?"
Now it was Hermione's turn to look sheepishly at her hands in her lap.
"I thought I had convinced myself that I loved you only as a friend, so that I could be happy for you and Ginny, but the truth is, Harry," She bit her lip and blinked back tears. "The truth is I love you, and have for some time now."
Harry let out his breath all at once, he hadn't realized he'd been holding it.
"Well, I guess that answers my question about why it worked," he said grinning.
She laughed and finally looked up at him. Harry saw in her eyes a sparkle that made him feel giddy. He leaned over and kissed her. When they parted Hermione looked at him and gave a start, "Harry, where's your scar?"


The end, at least, that's how I think it should end.

Heres my idea of how Harry and Hermione will happen.




Harry was just leaving to go fight Voltmore and Hermione stopped him.Wait Harry theres something I need to tell you that I wanted to for a long time.Hermione theres also something I need to tell you before I gook you go first.No you go first.ok we will go at the same time. 1 2 3 I love you.They both looked at each other shocked,and then Harry grabbed on to Hermione and pulled her into him for a kiss.After a few minutes they broke apart and with one last goodbye and an I love you from each of them and a couple more kisses.Harry left to go defeat Voltmore and he knew he had one choice and that was to defeat him no matter what and he also felt a lot better knowing that he had Hermiones love.





ok tell me what you think.......... :luv: :luv: :luv: :luv:

hehe sweet HarryHermioneFan123.

I love how they say it at the same time.

*claps*

Wowo, you're all so crative. I love reading what you come up with!

I wrote something, but it was soooooooo long. So, my ideas are posted on the Ficlet/Cookie forum if anyone cares to read.

Pam

MOD's NOTE: Looks like it's this one. - gal-texter, 2009

Harry: "So, Hermione. Are you and Ron dating?"
Hermione: "Are you an idiot? Harry, I love you!"

Too bad, it ain't gonna happen! I mean, Hermione would never call Harry an idiot

Whoa, Kiru Biru..that was so spontaneous!

I had one more, if you guys care to read I'll post it here. Anyone?

here`s a oneshot i found about a year ago that took my breath away,and that you all may like , if you have not read before

Author: WhyCantIBreathe

From the Bottom of My Very Sad Heart

"Love is everything it's cracked up to be. . . It really is worth fighting for, being bave, risking everything for." -Erica Jong

Hermione tossed herself into her Head Girl dormitory and rather dramatically cried against the door with her hand over her mouth, but did not allow herself to slide to the floor.

Locking her door, she moved from it, turning and backing away. She stared at the door as if she was waiting for it to burst open any second. She waited but it did not.

Her hand still over her mouth, fell to her side where it clapped softly against her leg. Still she held in the cries that screamed to break free of her. She wouldn't let anyone hear her outside.

All these years she'd been able to hide her feelings -- whether they be anger or sadness or... other feelings -- behind books and by secluding herself in the library, and she knew that the time had finally come when she could no longer hide from it anymore; From fear and from Harry.

He was going to fight Voldemort and there was nothing she could do about it. He was leaving and there was a possibility, no matter how much faith she had in him, that he would not return. She knew he was powerful, she knew he was strong and had dealt with so much more than most people, but there was still that chance no difference in how small it happened to be.

She backed up until she found the opposite wall of the door, her entire body shaking with sobs she held in.

Somehow, after all this time, she felt that she had failed Harry; She hadn't been brave enough to not cry, to be out there with the others to wish him 'good luck' along with the other students and staff that were rounded up for the final fight. She couldn't bare to just look at him at tell him in a cheery voice, "Good luck, Harry, I know you'll be fine." She couldn't say that because she wasn't sure he would be fine.

She gritted her teeth as she battled with her wills not to cry out loud. She felt herself grow light-headed as she lost the fight. Hermione would give in at any moment and drown herself in melancholy.

Just then, she heard something at the door. A soft knock and, "Hermione?"

She swallowed her sobs and prepared herself to answer the door. "Coming!" she said, surprisingly calm. She wiped her face and looked in her vanity mirror. Her face was only a little pink and a little pale. She wiped her face. "Just a minute!" she said as they knocked the door once more.

After touching up her face with her wand -- no longer pink and pale -- she opened the door to welcome the impatient recipient. She almost dropped to her knees. It was Harry.

He stood there in front of her smiling and oh, how she wanted to just fall into those arms.

Instead, she held onto the door and waved at him. She immediately felt stupid doing it. "Hi," she said.

"Hey," he replied quietly, and she moved out of the way to let him come in. She shut the door and turned to see him staring out her window. It was nearly sundown.

"Are -- are you leaving?" she asked timidly.

He nodded silently.

She meant to answer him, honestly, she wanted to, but words failed her. She couldn't think of what to say and when she tried to speak nothing, not even a squeak came out.

"Hermione?" he repeated.

"Mm-hm?" She pursed her lips and turned away from him. They're backs faced each other.

"I'm scared," he said truthfully.

She nodded to herself as if to say me too.

"I don't know why. I mean," he laughed nervously, "I've fought Voldemort several times before without fear. Why am I so afraid now?" He was almost talking to himself.

Hermione wished she could say the same. She had always been afraid for him whether it was Quidditch or Voldemort. She covered her mouth again.

"Hermione, are you listening?"

Stop saying my blasted name, Harry! Stop forcing me to answer you, she thought. She removed her hand for a second to say shakily, "Yeah."

She prayed he still had his back turned and couldn't see her shaking. Her thoughts were contradicted though when she felt his warm hand on her shoulder. "Please don't cry, Hermione," he whispered. She moved away from his hand so that it slid off of her as she shook her head, her hand clasped over her mouth.

"Why are you crying?"

Bloody -- ###### it -- why does he have to do that?

"Please, talk to me, Hermione," he practically begged. "Don't do this to me."

Hermione pulled herself together, but wouldn't let herself say the truth: "I'm afraid of losing you." You have a back bone, Hermione! Use it.

"Do what to you?" she said in a falsely bright voice, though she could not hide the bit of tears in her voice. "Is something the matter?"

"Well . . ." he stopped awkwardly, pausing. "Yes," he finally said simply. "You won't look at me or let me touch you."

"Oh, did that bother you? I'm sorry," she said.

He knew she was faking everything; her joyous tone. And she knew he knew it.

He just didn't understand why she'd go to such great lengths to avoid him.

Harry had been looking for her all day. He'd been stupid not to look in her room first.

"What's going on?" he said slowly. When she didn't budge, he turned her around himself. He remembered Hermione's fake crying back in Umbridge's office back in fifth year. But, no. These were real tears. He gently removed her hand that was clapped over her mouth.

Hermione, you big baby, why are you crying like this? Get ahold of yourself! her mind screamed, but she was not listening.

She threw herself onto Harry, clearly saying all she needed to say without speaking. She let herself cry and sob and weap and be afraid on his shoulder -- her rock.

"I'm scared, Harry," she managed to say through her sobs that shook her to the core.

"I know," Harry said mournfully. "It's alright. I'm not going anywhere . . . not just yet."

"B-but you are. You have to go fight off V-Voldemort. What if I never see you again?" she said, releasing him some.

"You will," he told her. "You will. I swear it. My parents will not've died in vain, I promise you."

A thought came across her. "I want to go with you."

"No," he said firmly. She saw his eyes shining. "Not you. If anything happened to you I'd never forgive myself."

"But I --"

"I need you here," he whispered weakly. "I need you here when I get back. You have to be here."

"I will be --" she said defensively, "-- but I can fight. You need me --!"

"We've discussed this before, yes? I won't let you. Hermione, for my sake, you can't go."

She gave him a stare of bemusement. "For your sake? What about --?"

"I can't live without you, don't you understand that?" His face was close to hers and the last remaining pinkish light from dusk danced upon Hermione's face, making her more beautiful than he'd ever seen her.

"Nor I you," she said, touching his face with her hand.

"Do you love me?" he asked, taking her palm in his hand and kissing it.

Her face flushed suddenly with color. "What?"

"Do you?"

"Yes," she breathed.

"I need you to say it," he said, his eyes boring into hers.

"I love you, Harry."

"I love you, too," he said with a grin, embracing her. His shirt was wet with her tears. That way, he'd have a little bit of her with him when he did go.

When she pulled away, she smiled, playing with his hair that she always wished to touch. It was surprisingly light but didn't stay down. She liked it this way.

"Well . . ." she said bravely, "you can love me when you get back."

Harry held her close one last time. "Good-bye?"

"Never."

"Wait for me in the Hospital Wing," he said at the door and for a moment she worried, "because chances are I'll need you to nurse me back to health," he finished with a wink.

"Harry James Potter!" She tried to keep a straight face and mock anger.

"Hermy!" he said in a mocking voice of her own. She could never keep a straight face when he said that.

"I told you to never call me that!" she said giggling.

"From the bottom of my very sad heart, do forgive me," he said with a bow.

And then he kissed her softly.

"All is forgiven."

"I love you, Hermione. I'm coming back for you."

"I love you, Harry. I'll be waiting."

He knew she loved him. And she knew he knew.

Wow, this fanfic is one of the best I've ever read. To the author, cheers, excellent job.

I think I posted one fic here some time ago, and I promised a part II, and I promise, it's coming up really soon.

yours truly,


the HHr advocate

this would have been a good post in Challanges.

ok heres another possible way that I think harry and hermione could get together




Harry ran after Hermione she had got mad at him when he told her she couldnt help him fight Voltmore and ran away.Hermione he called after her but she wouldnt stop she couldnt all she kept thinking about was if she lost him how shecouldnt live with out him.
Finally he caught up to her.Hermione you know i have to do this alone he pleaded with her he hated to see her cry.Harry I have to go I have to make sure you dont get hurt I have to I cant live without you she yelled in between sobs.Hermione i cant live without you either thats why you cant come because if anything ever happened to you I..I dont know what I would do as he began to sob a little.Harry I have to say something before you leave that I have wanted to say since 4th year I love you I know you probly dont feel the same but i just couldnt keep it in any longer I love you.Harry was shocked but then he said softly Hermione I love you to I have for a long time I just didnt think you felt the same.Oh Harry why didnt you say anything god we have been such fools but now that I know that you love me I feel better but im still worried.Hermione I love you and i can promise that I will be alright ok he said stroking her hair a little.You better come back Harry James Potter I will hold you to that promise she said playfully. He laughed and kissed he passionately and then he said Hermione I wish we had more time but I have to go I love you and they kissed one last time before he left.He knew that she would be waiting for him when he got back and he couldnt wait because there relationship was just beginning.



So tell me what you think sorry if there is any mispelled words.

All of these are so great Cheers everyone!!

Misya go ahead if you want to write another one. I've already written two and the more the merrier.

I just 'recover' from the cry...Oh what am I saying? It was so great that I cried. OK...I just came up with this few days ago...I think it’s very fit if I put it at the end of HBP. I heard ‘Everyday I Love You’ song when I imagine this, so I included the lyric too. So sweet if you get the real picture, same as mine. This is very long, I’m sorry. Again, ignore the errors.



Harry was alone in the train compartment. Ron and Hermione are away with their prefect duties. He hopes that when Ron and Hermione had done with their duties, they will come and find him there. This time, it is Harry’s choice not to sit with Neville, Luna and obviously Ginny. Ginny, who he had broke with just one hour ago, the one he wants to avoid most. He does not know why. Maybe it is because of Voldemort.

Harry now knows his life path. He wants to do it no matter what will happen. He knows he has to do it quick and alone. Harry thought alone. He buried his face in his hands. Dumbledore had died, just a few days ago, just a couple hours ago, his body has gone from his sight, forever. The face of his best friends appear like he is watching a slide show.

Ron, a great funny friend. He did not know whether he will see him again or not. All this six years, Ron has been his only close male friend, who he shared the laughter and sadness with, though sometimes he really annoying. Hermione, the first witch girl he talk to. Bossy sometimes but such a clever girl. Harry doubt whether he would survive from Voldemort without her.

Harry looked outside through the window as he heard the compartment door slide opened. He knew the person who just stepped in. The person he just saw in the secret slide show.

‘Harry?’ the person begins, but Harry did not responded. The person let out a heavy sigh.

‘Harry, I know it’s difficult. I’ll be there with you. To help you to get through all this difficult times.’ Harry felt a warm hand touch his hand and he squeezed it softly.

I don’t know but I believe
That some things are meant to be
And that you’ll make a better me
Everyday I love you...

‘I’m sorry you end it with Ginny—‘

‘Nah, it’s over, Hermione. I don’t want to talk about it. Actually, I hate it.’

‘Why did you say that, Harry? You don’t love her? I mean I thought you’re happy with her...’

‘Yeah, I’m happy but it just isn’t right...I mean she’s Ron’s sister and...’ he stopped, staring at the blue brilliant sky as though mocking him.

‘And...’ said Hermione.

I never thought that dreams came true
But you show me that they do
You know that I learn something knew
Everyday I love you...

‘I guess I don’t feel anything these few weeks with her. I didn’t mean to disappoint her or something but I just had to do it and I think it has nothing to do with Voldemort.’

‘You give her that reason, didn’t you?’

‘Yeah...’

Cuz I believe that destiny
It’s out of our control (don’t you know that I do)
And you’ll never live until you love
With all your heart and soul

‘Hermione, how am I going to face all this? I don’t know how. Dumbledore had died. I just don’t know how.’

‘Well, I’m here. You can count on me. I don’t how we are going to do it with Dumbledore and Snape gone and the school might close for next year. I’ll think up something. I’ll write to you.’

‘Speaking of Snape, I can’t believe it! I’m going to kill him first!!’ he punched his fist into the cushion, angry.

‘Calm down!’ Harry looked up. Hermione smiled and continued.

‘We need to build up strategies. Maybe we can use him...er...I don’t know...maybe as inspiration?’ Harry laughed out loud as he heard the word ‘inspiration’.

It’s a touch when I feel bad
It’s a smile when I get mad
All the little things I am
Everyday I love you...

‘Sometimes you are a bit silly, Hermione...’ he looked into her twinkling eyes. Beautiful.

‘I know. I’ve been a bit like that all this year.’

‘You know what Hermione, you’re the best! I wish...’ paused. They looked into each others eyes.

Cuz I believe that destiny
It’s out of our control (don’t you know that I do)
And you’ll never live until you love
With all your heart and soul

‘I wish I know you longer than these six years...I mean I don’t know if I would meet you again after all this nightmare ends.’ Harry looked away for he felt hot liquid in his eyes.

‘Don’t talk like that Harry. I know you’ll survive because I know I’ll survive with you by my side and I know you’ll survive when I’m by your side. Because...because I love you Harry. I’m sorry.’ Harry froze in his sit. He never sees that coming.

‘But why didn’t you say that before? You give advises and you were beaming and all confunded thing you do. I thought your feelings are for Ron...’ Hermione had her head down. Couple of tears trace on her lap.

‘I’m scared. I was not as brave as Ginny, Harry.’ sobbed.

If I asked would you say yes?
Together we’re the very best
I know that I am truly blessed
Everyday I love you...

‘I love you too, Hermione. I realized it when I was with Ginny. That’s why I said it just isn’t right. Come here.’ Hermione automatically leaned on Harry’s chest. Harry strokes her hair. He felt happy for he has just found the greatest love of all.

And I’ll give you my best
Everyday I love you...

awww that was so sweet. I loved that. Great job Misya

Here's my thoughts on how i'd like it to be...



These past few months, It was all emotionally draining for Harry. Dumbledore's death, the betrayal from Snape, his breakup with Ginny and to top it all, his upcoming final confrontation with Voldemort. It's even frustrating just finding the Horcuxes .
He breathed in the cold night air. Nothing would ever be easy for him. Sometimes, it feels like he cant hold on much longer.
"Hey" Hermione said
Harry looked at her as she came from behind.
"hey", he smiled at her.
They stood there for a while in silence. It was a beautiful night. A cool breeze hit their face. And somehow that moment, standing there with Hermione, he felt at peace with the world.
Harry returned his gaze back at her, who's eyes was still closed as she breathed in the cool air like she was memorizing that moment. She looked beautiful. Her hair was thrown back as it danced gracefully with the soft wind's rythm. She looked like an angel. The glow just emmanates from within her. She was a sight to behold. Her presence there with him brought calmness around Harry that his heart swelled with happiness.
She opned her eyes, still gazing at the sky above them.
"it's so beautiful, isnt it?" she said
"yes it is" harry said not leaving his eyes off her. She turned to look back at him oblivious to what Harry had actually meant as she gave him a warm smile.
"You seemed to be deep in thoughts a while ago, what were you thinking?"
"everything i guess.."He looked down at his feet."How's it gong with Ron?"
She turned her eyes back to the sky,"We're actually getting along way better now" she gave a small laugh. Harry never realized how beautiful her laugh sounded, he secretly wanted to hear it again.
"i'm actually beginning to miss our fights" she joked.
Harry gave her a small smile."I'm glad you're getting along now."
Harry felt guilty at how he didnt really feel glad at all. He was supposed to be happy. he somehow felt this was coming. Ron and Hermione was bound to happen eventually. It's been going on for years.

"Are you Happy?"It just came out of nowhere but there was noway getting it back now. She already heard it.
Hermione looked bemused. " you mean the way things are with ron?"
Harry nodded. "yeah, something like that"

"Well..yeah, it's better now i guess. We've talked some stuff and he's been really mature about it. things have been easy with him after that. We're both glad we've reached that point where we know where we really are together. we have a newfound respect for each other now.She said that last sentence with a smile

Harry felt the words crush him. He didnt thought it would hurt that much. All these years,he actually loved her, truely loved her and now just as he realized it, his heart would be broken a thousand pieces. He didnt think he could take it right now . it just hurts so much.

"I'm happy to hear that Hermione. I'm Happy for the both of you."He said with a forced smile. "Listen, i better head back in..I..I think i might find some clues in one of the books i read a while ago.."he turned back avoiding the bemused and already analyzing look from hemione. He would not want to let her see the hurt in his eyes.

"Harry!" she said softly. Just one word and everything would stop.
"Harry, pleas look at me".He turned back at her hesitantly.Their eyes met. Harry could see her glazed eyes and they were like trying to tell him something.
"Harry, I..I need to say this." her eyes in the verge of tears. "I need to say this before you go. For awhile there..i felt..i felt hope you could feel the same way as i had for so long.And if you dont.." Her tears were falling now.."Please forgive me i just need to let you know.." and with that she took a quick step towards him and kissed him. Harry was shocked. he couldnt believe what was happening. A minute ago, his heart was torn in pieces and now he was extremely lightheaded. It took him a few moments to realize what was truely happening and he kissed her back hard with all the passion he could muster. he wanted to show Hermione just how sorry he was for being clueless to what she had felt for him. He wanted to show her just how much he loved her back. He kissed her like there would be no other kiss. They kissed until their lungs could not hold back. And their eyes met.Words were already spoken without being said but it still wasnt enough.
"I love you Hermione." And tears he couldnt help flowed from his eyes. But it was ok. He needs to say it even though he felt it wasnt still enough.

It was good, but kind of hard to follow due to lack of punctuation. I think a few periods, some quotes and commas, and you've got a great little idea there.



simplemagic, that was so sweet.

momof4, thanks. that's my first ever fanfic. glad someone liked it.

Lovely simplemagic. I enjoyed that a lot

Wow, simplemagic...very high imagination...I love the ending...so sweet! anyway, thanks to moogle for liking mine!

thanks moogle and misya! wow! it really does feel good when you read reviews of your own story. It makes me want to write a second one. haha! thanks again.

That is very interesting but do you think she will really make a book 8? 9not that I'm complaining) but JKR likes to use the number 7 so it makes sense for there to be seven books.