Hermione liked Harry since the first day they saw each other. His dazzling eyes. His messy hair. She admired him for a long time. She didn't have enough courage to tell him because she's afraid she might hurt Ron and be rejected by Harry. Will she ever have enough courage to tell Harry what she really feels? Or will...
As she took a slight breath, Hermione knew it. She couldn't bear this state of unhappiness anymore. So, she packed her things and wandered around for hours until she finally thought, "Maybe I won't bother him that much?" and went to the only place that was home to her... "Harry, I need you,.." she breathed on the verg...
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Disclaimer: I don't own any original Harry Potter characters. All credits go to J.K. Rowling _________________________________________ A young witch has a lot of drama going on. From Enemies to Crush to Dating? Maybe. Emmarrelis goes through a lot of just trying to understand how this could be. Just imagine being a wi...