~*Lean on Me*~
A Ron and Hermione Story

(A/N) Hey everyone this is my first fic and I promise you this one is going to be awesome not to be all conceited and stuff but I really believe it will be. It is totally R/Hr .No offence to you H/Hr and D/Hr but you have to admit that it's never going to happen. Sorry. Just once you start reading and it starts to bore you stay with it no matter what I swear it gets really good! Anyway enjoy

(Disclaimer) I hate to say it but none of these characters belong to me. [tear tear] Yes including Ron. Oh this is so hard to say. They are all property of JK Rowling and Wanner Bros, and whoever else.

Chapter I : Denial

" For the last time Neville, I am not going to give you the answers to these questions. I am supposed to be helping you learn, not cheat!" the young seventeen-year-old girl growled at the tall pale boy across the Library table from her.
"I'm sorry, but I just can't remember the order to all these potion ingredients. Snape is always so hard on me, and this potion is way too...too...its too..." the boy gave a stupidly confused face.
"Complicated?" the girl asked rolling her brown eyes.
" Exactly. T hat's exactly what I was about to say. It's too complicated." the boy named Neville said as if he knew the word all along.
" Just remember to add the Salamander tails before you add the Stinging Sap and you'll do just fine." the girl said closing the book in front of her with a snap.
She stood from the table, her chair legs squeeked madly as she pushed her chair back in.Hopefully you remember to study also. She thought to herself, knowing he'd most likely forget.
" I just tense up during Potions class. I'm just so scared I'm going to do something wrong. It makes me feel so pressured." Neville said handing her, her heavy bookbag.
" You know I relly like talking to you like this. It makes me feel so much better." Neville smiled at the girl.
"Um, thanks, Neville, but I'm going to be going to find Harry and Ron now." she replied with a fake shaky smile.
" Okay bye, Hermione. I'll see you later, I hope." he yelled to her back.
The librarian gave Neville a stern look as Hermione thought to herself Yeah much later.
Hermione was a witch at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She had pretty brown eyes and big, frizzy, brown hair that she hardly ever did anything with besides brush it in the mornings and before she went to sleep. She was very smart and clever and had hardly any time for anything besides homework, and her two best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, both whom she loved very much. But ofcourse you knew all that before I even said it didn't you?
She made her way up to the Gryffindor tower and down the corridor to the Fat Lady's portrait.
" Lion's den!" Hermione shouted impatiently as the portrait swung open to reveal the Gryffindor common room, full of noise and chatter.
She looked around quickly and spotted a tall black haired boy and an even taller red haired boy, seated at a long yellow couch they had moved in front of the fire place themselves. She smiled to herself and skipped over to them, plopping down between them " Hello boys." she smiled looking at their surprized faces.
"You got away from Neville a little early today." Harry said rubbing his hands through his messy black hair making it messier than before, all the while not taking his eyes off his History of Magic book in his lap.
" Yeah I couldn't stand him anymore so I made a run for it." Hermione said with a little wink.
" I bet you if you would have stayed any longer he would have made a move on you." Ron said flashing a smile that always made Hermione's heart melt.
" Ha ha very funny, Ron." Hermione said sarcastically hitting him playfully on the arm.
" Hey hey hey! Violence is never the answer, Ms. Granger." Ron said shaking his finger in a way that reminded her very much of Mrs. Weasley.
"What?" he asked undoubtedly noticing she was trying ,but failing badly, at not laughing aloud.
" Oh nothing it's nothing!" she said with a huge unconvencing grin. "So what were you two doing?" she asked hoping for a change in subject.
" Homework." Harry mumbled scribbling furiously on a long roll of parchment.
" Wasn't there supposed to be Quidditch practice this evening?"
"Yes but Captin Potter decied to push it back a little later due to his 'stress'. So we are going to be practicing later tonight. Hopefully before morning."Ron said giving an eager glance in Harry's direction waiting for his reaction.
" Honestly,Harry, don't tell me you still haven't asked Ginny out yet. She needs to know. I'm positive she feels the same about you! Ask her yourself." Hermione said hands on her hips.
"I'm sorry but I have way to much homework to be worrying about Quidditch and girls at the moment." Harry grumbled.
" Oh come off it Harry you know your just to scared. Even if it is only just my sister."Ron laughed.
" Oh come on Harry, Ron was only joking. Weren't you Ron?" Hermione said throwing a threatening glance at him.
" Yeah I was only joking." Ron said looking nervously at the looks on Harry and Hermione's faces. "You know what I'm going to go. I'm going to... going to go practice a little Quidditch. Yeah I'm going to go practice some Quidditch before either of you bite my head off." He said hoping to get away before either of them snapped.
" That's a good idea , Ron!" Hermione then took another glance in Harry's direction. " Do you think that I can maybe come too."
" Er, sure...I mean if you really want to."Ron said shuffling his feet nervously.
"Good.I'll go get my scarf." Hermione said rushing upstairs to the girls' dormitories.

~*~

" Where are you rushing off to?" Parvati Patil asked as Hermione rushed inside.
" I'm going to watch Ron practice Quidditch on the Quidditch Pitch." Hermione said grabbing her cloak and scarf carelessly throwing them on. Parvati and Lavender Brown exchanged looks of glee.
" What?" she asked as they looked at her as If they knew something she didn't.
" Oh please, Hermione! As if you don't know!" Lavender said cliking her tounge sarcastically.
" Well undoubtedly I don't or else I wouldn't have asked." Hermione answered back smartly folding her arms across her chest.
" You know you just want to be alone with Ron!" Parvati giggled girlishly.
" Ron? Ron is just my friend! He is just my reall good friend." Hermione sqeaked, a little more high pitched than she hoped.
" Maybe now, but you wish he was more, don't you?"
" What in the world are you two talking about? I don't like Ron like that! He is just my friend!" she exploded and ran from the room shaking with surprize.
He's just my friend. Just because every time I see him I tingle with excitment, doesn't mean I like him. Or if I get butterflies in my stomache ecerytime he looks at me with his gorgeous smile and deep blue eyes that I could getlost in for hours at a time. Or if everytime he touches me my stomachr does a flip-flop. That's just normal for friends, right? Ofcourse it is. But I don't feel like that around Harry... Besides he wouldn't ever like me like that either so it will never happen right?
" Ready to go?" Ron's voice said suddenly, waking her from her thoughts.
" Oh yeah right. I'm ready." Hermione smiled shakily.
" Finally." Ron smiled stealthily.
Hermione felt her knees grow weak.