AN: Okay, so I had the first chapter of this typed up already, but I lost it. This story is the most popular preview from my story Previews. I have no idea what order the others are going in, because this story has 3 votes and the other were all tied with 1. Yes, yes, I really am that terrible of an author to not get that many votes. Well, if you didn't already review for which preview you like most, PLEASE do so I can break this terrible tie. (haha) Or, they might NEVER be written!!! GASP!

Chapter 1: Perfect World

Hogwarts in October. Most kids like it, because it means Halloween. And Halloween at Hogwarts was always amazing. Especially the feast. This year, Halloween was on the perfect day; Saturday. The third years and above would go to Hogsmeade for the day and return at night for the amazing Halloween feast.

It was Thursday, and most students were doing their homework in their common rooms, or wandering around the castle. Two students, however, were in their dorm, mulling over a crisis.

"I'm bloody nervous, Harry!" Ron ran a hand through his flaming red hair.

Harry sighed. "Look Ron, I've told you over and over again that she's bound to say yes! You can ask everyone in the Gryffindor house, including the first years. They'll all give you the same answer. Hermione likes you and she'll say yes!"

Ron ran a hand through his hair again. "But... what if she says no?"

"Ron, I've known Hermione for seven years, just as long as you have. She's bound to say yes; I know it!" Harry reassured him.

Ron took a deep breath. "Are you sure?"

"Positive," Harry replied firmly.

Ron gripped his long, flaming hair tightly and let out a frustrated sigh. "I'm bloody nervous, Harry!" He repeated.

"Ron, stop it," Harry commanded, thoroughly annoyed at Ron's behavior. "Just ask the girl out! If she says no, then we must be in some kind of alternate universe or something, because she is going to say yes!"

"Okay, okay," Ron finally picked up his tone. "I'll ask her next time I see her, which'll probably be at dinner."

"Okay, good," Harry sighed in relief. "Let's go down to the common room and start our homework."

Harry could tell that Ron wasn't very happy with the idea of leaving their common room (because of the likely chance that they'd meet Hermione), but he agreed anyway.

They got their books and trudged down into the common room. They sat in their normal seats and got to work on the huge amount of Transfiguration homework McGonagall had assigned to them.

"Hey guys!"

Ron jumped, and turned around to see Hermione coming toward them, smiling brightly. To Ron, her smile lit up the entire common room.

"Hey Hermione," Harry grinned and side-glanced at Ron, who had his mouth open slightly.

"Hey Harry. Hey Ron," Hermione sat down in her normal chair, not noticing the boys' unusual behavior. She went through her bag, before exclaiming, "Oh! I left my quill upstairs. I'll be right back."

She got up and made for the girls staircase. Harry shot Ron a look saying that now was his chance. Hesitantly and shaking like mad, Ron stood up.

"Er... Hermione?" Ron stopped her.

Hermione turned around, her hair whipping along with her. "Yes, Ron?"

"Er-," He made an odd choking sound. But he couldn't stop now.

"Ron?" Hermione asked, concerned. "Are you okay?"

"Hermione, do you wanna go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend? Ya know... like, a date?"

Hermione instantly blushed. "Sure, Ron..."

"Really? You mean it?" Ron inquired eagerly.

Hermione nodded and smiled. "Yeah,"

Ron rushed toward her and gave her a big hug. The whole common room burst into applause, since they had all been listening. Harry and Ginny were clapping the loudest.

The older students made comments like, "It's about time!" and "Did you guys just realize you were meant to be?"

The next morning, Harry, Ron, and Hermione entered the Great Hall, Ron's and Hermione's hands entwined. The sixth and seventh year students all knew that it was about time, and the other students just thought it was cute.

Hermione and Ron ate their breakfast while saying mushy comments to each other and excluding everyone else. Harry rolled his eyes and turned to Ginny. "How long do you think they'll act like this?" Harry asked.

Ginny examined them for a minute. "A week," She said finally.

Harry made a face. "What makes you say that?"

Ginny shrugged. "I dunno,"

Harry grinned. "Well, no offense, but I hope you're wrong."

"Well, no offense, but I hope I am too,"

Harry laughed.

Shortly after, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny got up to go to their first class. Ginny's was Potions and the trio's had Charms. Ron and Hermione held hands the entire way.

As they were about to part, Ginny looked from one to the other, grinning. "Well, it's about time!"

Hermione was confused. "What do you mean, Ginny?"

Ginny said, exasperatedly. "You two have been at each other's throats ever since you met each other. Everyone knew that you really liked each other."

The couple blushed.

They all waved good-bye, and Ginny went down into the dungeons while the others headed upward to the Charms room.

Ron was happy. Hermione was happy. And everyone was happy for them. So what on earth could ruin Ron's perfect world?