I'm Stuck With You

The Sadness of A Friend

Hermione's POV

"Harry! Get up!" I yelled and walked in the room next to me. "Uhh... another five minutes?" Asked Harry and I sighed. "No! Get up!!!!!!" I screamed and Harry immediately sat up. "Okay okay..." Whispered Harry and I smiled a winning smile. "What we have today?" Asked Harry and I frowned. "IT'S SECOND TERM!!!! GET UP!" I yelled and he sprang up and muttered a spell. His things started packing themselves as I ran down the stairs to have breakfast.

"Good morning Hermione dear." Said Mrs Weasley and I smiled. "Morning Mrs. Weasley." I looked around and saw Ginny, Ron and the twins were up. "That's rare to see you up so early." Harry teased behind me and I laughed. He laughed too  and continue eating his fried fish. I sat down and ate mine and Harry helped all of us with our luggage. "You're so kind Harry!" I smiled and he smiled back. I was lost in his emerald green eyes and was interrupted by Fred. "Did we miss something?" "Yeah, you guys look in loove~" Finished George and I kicked them both. They yelped and Harry sat down next to me. "That's for teasing us! Joked Harry and we all laughed. "Harry! Want to play wizard's chest?" Asked Ron and Harry nodded. He went away while I chat with Ginny, Fred and George.

"Ron! You forgot Scabbers again!!" Screamed Mrs. Weasley as the Hogwarts Express's whistle blow. She ran to our window and handed him his mice. "Harry? Can we go to Hogsmeade one day? I want to buy something." I said shyly as Ron went to find Dean and Seamus. I leaned my head on his shoulder but he shrugged me of. "Argh..." Whispered Harry and he touched his scar. I tried to touch it but he seems so painful. "Harry? Harry!" I said as he continued rolling around. I hugged him, then kissed his cheeks as butterflies swarmed in my belly. Harry seemed less painfully and I let go. "Thanks Hermione, by the way, yes." Said Harry and I squealed in excitement.

Harry's POV

Hermione kissed my cheek which sent sparks to my body. I groaned a bit and the pain stopped. I thanked Hermione and looked at my luggage, taking it down. "Harry? What are you doing?" Asked Hermione but I simply ignored her.

I reached to the side of my leather luggage and felt it. I took out a ring and fiddled it. "Harry? What is that?" Asked Hermione and I could hear a hint of jealousy and grinned at him. "Calm down. This, is the last thing that reminded me of my parents. My dad gave this ring to my mom, it's what my mom called it... a Connection Ring." I said and the ring immediately duplicated as Hermione gasped. I touched one of them and and reached to the side of the ring. After a while of twisting and turning, I finally turned the blank white in the middle of the word and was replaced by a picture which showed our first hug. At the top of the name, my name appeared as Hermione's name was under the picture.

Hermione gasped and looked at the ring when I handed it to her. She immediately thanked me with a bone-crushing hug. After the hug, I wore my ring and both of our rings shined brighter than usual. Hermione smiled, planted a small kiss on my cheek and leaned her head on my shoulder, starting to doze of.

On the middle of the journey, Hermione woke up and the first thing she did was kiss my cheek. I smiled but an owl suddenly flew in our compartment. I took it and read the cover of it.

To: Mr Harry Potter

Please read privately.

I looked at Hermione and she nodded. I walked out of the compartment and read it privately.

Dear Mr Potter

Hello Harry! This is Hermione's mom. I'm sorry if I didn't welcome you when you first arrived at our house.

Dumbledore visited me once when both of  you were asleep. He told me about the adventures about you and my daughter. I was angry of course, but I now rely on you of protecting my daughter. I don't care if you bring my daughter in adventures as long as you keep her safe.

I notice something more than friendship between both of you when you were staying. I started to doubt that both of you are just 'friends'.

One night, when you were sleeping with Hermione after you finished watching movie, she crept up and went to find me. She's crying. I asked her what happened and she told me that she hates the thought that both of you were just friends.

As I read to there, I wiped a tear and leaned my head on the window, crying both sad and happy tears. I calmed myself down and continued reading the letter.

She was really sad because she thought that you won't feel the same for her. I comforted her so she did something that she may not have the chance do it again. She kissed you, your lips.

So please, if you love my daughter, please tell her.

Best whishes

Mrs. Potter