A/N I do not own any of the Harry Potter books.

It was night in the Griffindor dormitory and everyone was asleep except for one person. Ron. He just couldn't stop thinking about Hermione. Recently his passion had grown so intense he had been avoiding her for fear of embarrassing himself. He wished he could be in the girl's dorm now, snuggled in her bed. Actually, come to think of it, the beds were pretty small. He knew that one day soon he would have to tell her about his feelings. That settled it. He would tell her tomorrow.

He fell asleep, thinking about this. That night, he dreamt they were together. They were holding hands. In his dream they did everything together. Their lips were about to meet when he woke up. His disappointment made him quite depressed.

At breakfast he ended up sitting opposite her. He tried to look calm. Was it his imagination or did she just giggle to Lavender, then blush?

"Oh,Hermione," he said in what he hoped was a casual tone, "Can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course," she replied, with a slight tinge of red on her cheeks, "I'll meet you in the dungeons after potions."

"How about in the Herbology Gardens? It's quite private there. Besides, Snape is always hanging about in the dungeons."

"Alright"

Ron wandered about the garden, waiting. Suddenly, he saw her, and felt his heart beat faster. He walked over.

"So, what was it you wanted to say?" she asked

"Well, I, um, I, I've had these .. er.. feelings for you and.. Hermione, I love you," he finished. He knew he had said the wrong thing. She would never, ever love him back.

"Ron, I love you too,"she replied, and she blushed again.

"How pretty you look when you do that."

Hermione leant forwards. Ron let his lips touch hers. When he felt a little braver, he pushed his tongue into her mouth. He felt her tongue return his passionate kiss. She pulled away suddenly. "I think I can hear voices, Ron," she whispered. Quietly, they ran out of the garden.

That night, Hermione tossed and turned in her bed. The image of Ron's handsome face was in her mind. His red hair, freckles and muscular body was just the sort of thing she went for in guys. They were a perfect match. She fell asleep with that thought on her mind.

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This is my first fanfic. I hope it is IC. Please read and review! I need comments!