Against all Odds

Chapter 1
Harry's P. O. V.    
    Voldemort was out there, waiting to strike. I knew it, Ron knew it, and Hermione knew it. I just didn't know what we could do to stop him. We were in the common room together one night studying, or at least Ron and Hermione were studying. I was only pretending to study. Instead of worrying about Voldemort and studying for my Potions final, I was gazing at an angel, and her name was Hermione. She was a very nice piece of eye candy. She had the most amazing cinnamon-colored eyes, and her once-bushy hair was now silky and smooth. She was thin with delicate curves, and she was intelligent, to top it all off. I couldn't help falling for her, she was so perfect. I loved her so much, and I would do anything I could to keep her safe. I had been watching her for quite a while now, and I never wanted to look away, but just then, she looked up from her Potions textbook. Her eyes met mine, and I turned away.

Hermione's P. O. V.
    We had been in the common room studying, but I had a feeling that we were all thinking of different things. Harry was probably worrying about Voldemort, Ron was most likely thinking about the next Quidditch game, and I was thinking about Harry. I had a crush on him ever since he saved me from that Mountain Troll in First Year. It wasn't just a crush anymore. It had evolved into much, much more. I had to look up and glance at him, to see his handsome face and his messy raven black hair. Just once I needed to see him, just one glance. . . I unstuck my eyes from my book to look at Harry, and when I looked up, I looked right into his wonderful jade eyes. He had been staring at me. Was that good? Does that mean he likes me? I thought. Just then he turned away. Maybe not.

Harry's P. O. V.
    After a while, Ron got up and went to bed, leaving Hermione and I alone. Ten minutes later, Hermione got up to leave too, and so did I. Her leg had fallen asleep, and when she stepped on it, she started to fall. I grabbed her fragile body in my muscular arms. She turned toward me, our bodies very, very close to each other.

    "Thanks," she whispered.

    "Anytime," I replied, just as softly, looking into her eyes.

    I got caught up in the moment, and she was right there, so I left my love for her be unleashed, and I kissed her soft lips, thinking she would break away from me. But to my surprise, she kissed back! Finally, we un-Velcro-ed our lips, and she said the most glorious words anyone has ever said to me.

    "I love you, Harry Potter."

    "Really?" I heard my voice replying.

    "Of course," she replied.

    "Good, because I love you too."

    Without letting her say anything else, I kissed her again, wrapping my arms around her little waist. She ran one hand through my hair, and had the other wrapped around my neck. It was simply wonderful. I was in complete and total bliss. The need for oxygen finally got the better of us. We pulled apart. I was going to dive back in for more, but she spoke up.

    "Harry, we should probably go to sleep now. Tomorrow we can kiss all day and have each other to love and to talk to."

    "Okay," I said. "I want you to know that I love you so much, and that I'll be thinking of you. Sleep well."

    "Oh, Harry! Same here. I love you so much, and tonight I will dream of nothing but you and I together forever.:

    With that, she gave me one more kiss and went up the stone stairs, leaving me love struck.

                            ~*~*~*~*~*

The next day. . .

    "Harry! Harry, wake up!"

    The next morning Ron woke me, pulling me into a dreary day.

    "Ron, what is it?!"

    "Dumbledore called for an emergency meeting in the Great Hall! Hurry, we have to go!"

    After throwing on a sweater and a pair of jeans, Ron and I dashed to the Great Hall. Everyone was talking to each other, trying to find out what the emergency was about.

    "Attention, please." Dumbledore's voice rang throughout the hall and a hush fell over the crowd.

    "This morning, there was a kidnaping. Someone was taken from the dormitories by an evil person, whom we all know as Lord Voldemort."

    Ron and I looked at each other, both thinking the same thing. Where was Hermione?

    "He has kidnaped Hermione Granger."

    Everyone in the Great Hall started whispering.

                    ~*~*~*~*~*

    Harry was heartbroken. Voldemort would probably kill her without any mercy. Suddenly, rage got the best of Harry. He stood up. He could feel all the eyes in the hall pinned to him, but he didn't care. He ran out of the Great Hall and through the large oak doors in the entrance hall leading out onto the school grounds. He needed to escape this nightmare and get some air. The rain continued falling on him, and his feet sunk into the mud, but he didn't care. He looked out into the Forbidden Forest, and saw something moving. He ran further out to get a better look, and he made out two figures. It was Wormtail carrying a tied-up Hermione.