Jealousy

CH1:

Harry sat in the common room sitting next to Hermione and Ron. They were listening to some music that Hermione had conjured up. Harry had heard of some of them like Linken Park and Eminem, but he had never heard of Backstreet Boys. Who ever they were, Hermione was crazy about them.

"Hey, Harry turn it up this is my favorite song!" Hermione shouted as one of the Backstreet Boys songs came on.

Hermione started to sing some of the lyrics. Her voice was like an angel's voice. So Harry thought. He could see Ron starring at her. He would smile occasionally.

"Don't pretend you're sorry... I know you are not. You know you got the power, to make me weak inside. And girl you leave me breathless, but it's ok, 'cause you are my survival, now hear me say..." Hermione drifted off in her song as she glanced at her book. She was reading of course 'Hogwarts: A History.' Harry and Ron could not figure out why she liked that book so much.

"Hey Harry, who do you recon the Backally Girls are?" Ron asked.

"They're the Backstreet Boys, and they are the most best boy band in the world!" Hermione said looking up from her book. Her eyes twinkled as she thought about them.

Harry and Ron rolled their eyes and went back to studying. Yes studying, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley actually studying. It was not their idea. If they did not study, they would fail Potions and Snape was being nice enough to give them at least a D instead of an F.

After a few hours of just sitting there, starring blankly at the potions book Harry looked up at Ron.

"Are you transferring any of this into your head?" he asked miserly.

"No... you?" Ron asked.

"Nope," Harry looked at his watch that Sirius had given him for his birthday.

"Gosh, it is already nine o'clock, Better get to bed. You know with school and everything going on tomorrow," Harry said as he started to get up.

"Not so fast Harry. We do not have school tomorrow. It is a Saturday, and another thing, what is so important tomorrow? There is nothing happening," Hermione said looking up from her book again.

Hermione could be a bit irritating at times.

"Hermione... I am tired. We have studied all day. Well at least since, we got out of classes. Can't we just get some rest?" Ron complained.

"Oh alright, However, I expect you to be up bright and early tomorrow morning. You have a lot of work to do," Hermione said grabbing her CD player and books.

Harry gave a long sigh as he got up to his dorm.

"The nerve of that woman," Harry whispered to Ron as he got his Pajamas on.

"Tell me about it. She acts like my mother," Ron said buttoning his shirt.

Harry got into his bed and closed his eyes. He tossed and turned, and tried to fall asleep but it was no use. He looked over at Ron who had already fallen asleep. He rolled his eyes. Harry grabbed his glasses and walked down to the common room. It was dark. No one stayed up past nine thirty when McGonagall had her detention slips. They were all supposed to be in bed at or before nine thirty and if they were not it meant trouble. Harry sat down on one of the couches in front of the fireplace. The fireplace was still going because it was not that late, and people had just gone to bed. Harry sighed and laid down.

"OOF," something cried as Harry felt a sharp pain.

"Hermione what are you doing down here?" Harry asked.

"I couldn't sleep. What about you," Hermione replied.

"Me too, I just can't sleep well these days," Harry said as he sat up so Hermione could sit next to him.

Hermione scooted up to Harry and curled her self into a ball. Harry looked down at her and smiled a bit.

"Hey Harry, have you ever wondered what it would be like to... you know... be more then just friends?" Hermione asked looking up into Harry's emerald green eyes.

"You mean like Girl friend/ boy friend type?" Harry asked.

"Yea... that," Hermione replied.

"I suppose I have a couple of times," Harry said putting his arm around Hermione and pulling her closer to him.

"Do you think we... could?" Hermione asked allowing Harry to pull her closer.

"If you wanted to..." Harry whispered.

"Yeah but if you didn't I wouldn't want to feel like an idiot," Hermione said.

"Well What if I do?" Harry asked.

"Then I would be willing to try," Hermione smiled.

Harry leaned closer to her and their lips met. They stayed like that a while until they were rudely interrupted by a certain red head.