A/N Sorry this first chapter is short, it will get better and longer, I hope. Also this is my very first fan fiction, so please bare with Me.

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Ron looked deep into Hermione's eyes; they twinkled as the night continued. "Oh 'Mione" Ron sighed as he leant in to kiss her.

Ron awoke from his slumber; two figures leaned over him grinning widely. Both of them red heads, same height…same everything. "Bloody hell, Fred, George! What are you doing in here" Ron hissed. "Oh nothing," Fred grinned innocently. "Just wanting to see how you were doing, looks like you had a rough night" George chirped. "Yes, sound like you had a good dream there Ronniekins" teased Fred. "Oh 'Mione," mocked George as Fred howled with laughter.

Ron starred at them, puzzled, and then remembered his dream. His ears went a solid red as his freckles began to blend into his blushing skin. "Bugger off you two," Ron growled, chucking one of his pillows towards George's or was it Fred's head. The Weasley twins left the room howling with laughter making kissing noises to upset Ron. "Bloody hell," Ron muttered.

He looked up to the orange ceiling thinking about that dream.

I can't believe I just had a bloody dream about my best friend, and a romantic one at that.

Ron dragged himself out of his bed to the messy little drawer on the other side; he grabbed a random comb and began to comb the big red tangled mess on his head.

"Ron honey, its breakfast," his mother yelled upstairs impatiently.

"Coming!" Ron groaned. He gave a slight yawn and dragged himself back downstairs.

"It's Mr. Kissy Kiss," grinned George and Fred.

Ron hissed as he gulped down his cereal. "Looks like Ronniekins wants to be ready for his love of his life," George mocked. Ron growled once again.

"Wait, what do you mean," Ron said thickly. "Hermione is coming today, don't you remember?" puzzled Fred. "You forgot your little girl friend was coming? Shame on you Ron," laughed George.

Ron trudged off as the twins howled with laughter. "Can't get a day of piece and quiet, stupid bloody brothers," Ron mumbled at the foot of the staircase. Just then there was a knock at the door. "I'll get it!" George and Fred yelled at the same time and they sped off towards the door.

Ron thought to himself, wondering why they actually are running to the door.

Oh bloody hell; if Hermione finds out about my dream, I am screwed!

"I got it!" Ron roared as he dashed towards to wooden door.

He turned the handle and opened it slowly, the door that needed oil for some time made a loud squeak. Standing right there in front of Ron was Hermione Granger.

Wow, she looks…a lot different since the last time I saw her.

"H…hi Hermione" Ron stuttered. Hermione grinned, "Hello Ronald." Ron grinned, his ears turning into a slight pink tint. The two stood there for a moment, "Well, are you going to let me in?" Hermione asked impatiently. He nodded slowly and stood to the side, taking one of her bags. "You will be in Ginny's room," he finally spoke as he begun to creak up the old stairs.

"Still bossy as usual," He muttered, reaching the top of the stairs.

"Humph!" exclaimed Hermione as she pushed Ron aside and stomped to Ginny's door.

"Bloody girls," he growled to himself as he followed her.

"They look great, they got a good personality, but when they're on there period, you're screwed every time," he continued