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It had been ten years since Harry defeated Voldemort.

Nine years since they became friends.

Eight years since they became each other's confidants.

Seven years since they got caught under the mistletoe.'

Six years since the feelings started.

Five years since she admitted she liked him, to herself.

Four years since she fell head-over-heels in love with him.

Three months since she decided to tell him.

Two weeks since she figured out how to tell him.

And one minute until she found out if he felt the same.

Hermione Granger walked confidently onto the stage and began to pour her heart out at his feet. The music flowed out from behind her and the words on the screen flew from her mouth.

"I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes"

He'll never fall in love
He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs

And I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long
And he sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine

I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie

He stands there, then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you

He'd never tell you
But he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything but my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My God, he's beautiful
So I put on my make-up
And pray for a miracle

Yes, I could tell you
His favorite color's green
And he loves to argue
Oh, and it kills me
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him...
if you ask me if I love him...
I'd lie

The song finished and she got off the stage. She walked towards Draco as if there was no one else in the room and when she reached her destination she heard five words that made her soul bubble with happiness, "I love you Hermione Granger".

A/N: this is my first fanfic. please R&R. thanks!