A/N:  I know what you are thinking . . . 'When will she ever get up that new Ana and Peter fic?'  To tell you the truth, I have no clue.  Like I have stated before, I have an idea, but it never comes out right.  Anyway, I just saw the Harry Potter movie, and even though I'm not a big, huge fan of the books, I decided to do a fic on it.  Just like it said in my summary, I have to do a fiction on any couple that is or can be.  Sorry if I get anything mixed up, even though I've read the books, I still don't have all the details in my mind, so please don't hurt me!  This is a Harry and Hermione fic.  So if you don't like it turn away now! It's going to be sappy so don't say I didn't warn you.     ^_~ Enjoy!

Disclaimer:  I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, or anything that is related to the books, movie or game.  I just like to write.  In other words . . . DON'T SUE!!!!

Lovely Friendship

Chapter 1: Back to school

            "Platform 9 ¾," she sighed to herself as she pulled her stuff to the last car on the train.  After dropping those off she stepped into the train and into the usual car that she has picked for the last few years.  She sat down and looked out the window, 'Keep calm, keep breathing.  He is just a normal guy, just like any other,' her brow furrowed, 'Then why is this a different feeling from other guys?'  She stared at her reflection.  Now going into her sixth year at Hogwarts, school of Wizardry and Witchcraft, she has grown into a beautiful young lady.  Her once bushy hair was now straight and silky, and her body had filled out in all the right places, and that attracted guys in her direction.  Her completion was so well kept that all the makeup she wore was some lipstick, and that was only from time to time.  'Maybe it's the way his green eyes look into my soul, and knows everything about me.  I don't know what it is about him, there are so many things that I can name off, but the one thing I want most is . . . his heart.'  She closed her brown, hazel eyes, let out a huge breath, but didn't notice the two figures coming into the car, 'Wow she has really changed!'  "Hey Hermione," her eyes shot open and looked at the reflection of the two boys in the window, especially the one on the right.  She turned back around, "Hello Harry, hey Ron."

            Both Harry and Ron had grown to about six foot, with only an inch or two between them, Ron being the taller of the two.  Harry still had his black, unmanageable hair that couldn't keep down now matter what.  It covered the scar that he has had since childhood, and was known all over the wizarding world for.  Ron still had his fire, red hair that he kept in his normal hairstyle.  Harry still had his glasses, although he is quite tempted to get contacts.  Hermione was quite tempted to cheer him on; therefore she could look into his eyes without looking through the frames of his glasses.  Both of the boys had filled out, Ron from his gym at the burrow, and Harry from his years playing Seeker on the Hogwart's Quidditch team.  He was no longer the scrawny, skinny boy that he was when he first came to Hogwarts; although, that never really mattered to Hermione.  She had found out that she liked him more then a friend after their second year (never admitting to herself until the middle of the third year) and has liked him for his heart, not for his popularity. After what seemed forever, she finally spoke once again, "I see that you two actually came in your robes, prepared.  How were your summer vacations?"

"Other then the Dursleys calling me every so often at Sirus's, it was all right, but it was pretty boring without you two there beside me," Harry sat down next to her and grabbed a chocolate frog from his robe and offered her some.  She shook her head, "No thanks," still blushing a little at the comment that he made about being bored without her (or Ron) there.  "Mine wasn't much more exciting from yours, Harry," Ron stated as he took the seat across from Harry and Hermione, "Although, Fred and George did do the most bloody brilliant trick on Percy.  I can't believe that they still do that now that they are out of Hogwarts.  But you have to admit; they have to try out their new tricks on someone before selling them in their joke shop, right?  Anyway, how was yours, Hermione?"  She thought for a little bit, 'Oh, nothing much.  I've just thinking about the boy sitting next to me every waking moment that I could.  After all I have had a crush on him since the third (second) year, and now how long has that been . . . maybe three years!  Am I pathetic?  Let me think . . . Yes!'  "Hermione, you alright?"  She shook out of her trance and turned toward Harry.  "Yeah, I just got lost in my thoughts for a sec there.  My vacation was as boring as yours was.  However, I was able to read up some more on different species of underwater plants, I found it quite interesting.  None the less, we need to get together or something over the summer; like spending some time at the burrow."

            "Sounds like a plan," Ron said and looked over to Harry who had just finished off his frog, he nodded.  They all agreed to meet after the year was over and go to the burrow so they could just go and have fun.  The three teens were now ready for their sixth year and the summer following.  "How many classes are you taking this year, Hermione?" asked Harry.

            "Not many . . ."

            "Not many?" said Ron as the train started to pull out from the station, "Your 'not many' is equivalent to our 'too much to handle for three years'!"   Hermione gave him a glare, "Shut up Ron!  For your information, I have a regular schedule."  Harry smirked at the two; it was so amusing how they would go at one another.  He turned to Hermione who turned to stare out the window, contemplating on something that seemed to be important.  'She has changed so much.  She is . . . well beautiful.  Although, she was always beautiful to me.'  Ron picked his head up from getting some Every Flavor Beans from his coat and looked up at Harry who was completely enthralled with the sight of Hermione.  A smirk began to cross his face, "Where is that candy cart, anyway?" 

Hermione turned toward Ron and found her face only a centimeter away from Harry's.  "Oh, sorry."  Neither of them moved, just stared in one another's eyes.  Harry's emerald eyes burned through the lenses of his glasses and into Hermione's heart.  She started to blush and then blinked to get out of his gaze, when the train made an unexpected turn on the tracks, and the two where thrown to one side of the booth, just as Ron was on his side.  "Darn train!"  Hermione rubbed her head and opened her eyes, to find two emerald eyes staring back at her, "Are you alright, Hermione?"  Harry had fallen on top of her and looking down at her with a small smile and a blush in his cheeks.  He got up and lowered a hand down to her, "Yeah, I'm ok.  Thanks."  She took his hand and they got up off the floor.  "If you two don't mind . . ." Harry looked over at Ron who was on the floor tied up in his robes, and quite helpless.  Harry went over, and helped his friend out of his predicament.  Hermione watched as the two boys struggled with the robes, then turned back toward the window to slip back into her thoughts.  When Harry finally got Ron out of his robes, he went back and sat by Hermione.  'I wonder what's bugging her.'

            The train ride to Hogwarts seemed to be a little longer this year.  The day seemed to be slipping away and they still haven't arrived. "I thought that we would be there already," Ron said as he stuffed his last five beans into his mouth.  "We should have," Hermione finally turned away from the window.  The two boys looked at her, "According to Hogwarts, A History the train ride only takes a half a day at the most, but this is much more then is expected."  Ron rolled his eyes, "Leave it up to our little book of information to tell us the basics of Hogwarts History."  Hermione stuck her tongue out at him and crossed her arms.  The setting sun set the mood that made anyone want to fall asleep, and many did.  Many of the cabins soon were silenced and little whispering was heard.

After half an hour the conductor came into their cabin, "Sorry about that jerk on the turn a while back.  I'm new, and I thought that it would be much safer to take it slow on this route since that caused such a lurch.  Sorry again."  He closed the doors and went to the next one down.  "Did you hear that, Hermione?  It was just a new conductor."  Ron tried to sound smart, but when he turned to her she was fast asleep propped up against the window.  Ron decided that was a good idea and fell asleep on his robe that he folded underneath him.

            Harry stayed up for a while looking out of the window, watched all the trees and landscape pass him by, it looked different at night.  'I wonder how Sirus is doing,' after some trouble last year, Sirus's name was cleared and, as soon as he could, Harry was packed and headed over to live with Sirus.  He then felt a slight pressure on his right arm and looked down.  Hermione had leaned too far to her left and was now leaning on his arm.  Her face had a pleasant, little smile and she seemed very content.  Harry nudged her a little, "Hermione, do you want to lie down on the other side?  It would be more comfortable."  She nodded, more asleep then awake, and walked around to his other side, while he scooted toward the window.  She lied down on his other side and tried to get comfortable.  After another half hour she placed her head on Harry's lap, probably thinking it was a pillow.  Harry looked down at her and then brushed one of her hairs out of her closed eyes.  "Sweet dreams," he could see a small smile form on her face.  "You too."

            Just after the sun had risen they had pulled into the station, and the whole train jerked to a stop.  Ron was thrown from his seat and down to the floor.  "Alright, alright.  I'm up.  No need to throw me out of bed, mum."  He got off the floor and looked to the other side of the cabin.  He didn't say anything, but then got out a type of camera that his father gave him for his last birthday.  "Say cheese," he whispered to the two that were asleep.  The flash went off and Harry squinted his eyes open.  Ron threw his camera in his bag, and smiled at Harry, "So, did I miss something?"  He tilted his head toward Harry's side and saw that Hermione still had her head in his lap, and Harry's hand was on her back.  He blushed and woke Hermione up, "Hey, Herm.  It's time to get up, we're here."  She opened her eyes and got up, not aware of anything.  "I'm up.  You guys ok?"  Both of them look at her weird, but Ron burst out, laughing that she had just missed the whole thing.  "What are you laughing at?"  He had proof on film and could always 'show' her later, but telling was much more fun, "Well-" Harry hit him in the side to stop him from telling, and cleared his throat, "Let's get going, shall we?"  Hermione gave a questioning look, but then started to walk out of the cabin.  

            The trio stepped out of the train and walked toward the dark steps of the castle.  "We're finally back," Hermione breathed, "Race you two to the Great Hall!"  She took off in a full sprint, with the two of them racing behind her, "Hermione!  Wait up!"  Harry stared after her.  "You would think that being a perfect would hinder her from running through the halls," Ron told Harry.

            "I guess she is just happy that she is back."

            "Yeah, I guess so.  It does seem great to be back, doesn't it?"

            "You have no idea."

"Are you two coming, or what?" Hermione called back to her two friends.  They started to pick up speed so they could catch up to Hermione's figure in the distance.