I walked into my bedroom at the Burrow, shutting the door behind me with my foot since I was carrying a book and a bowl of grapes; my back was towards the interior of the room.

"Hey, beautiful,"

I turned around to see that the source of the greeting came from the tall, red haired boy that was stretched across my bed. A lopsided grin was on Ron's freckled face as his blue eyes met mine, causing a flipping feeling in my stomach.

"Hey, handsome," I replied, grinning at him. Ron and I always greeted each other like this; we were best friends, and didn't feel strange at all in doing so. I walked over to my bed, and sat beside him, swinging around so my legs were stretched out in front of me. He continued to look at me in a way that I couldn't quite distinguish. He seemed to be studying my face and pondering.

Feeling awkward, I grabbed a grape out of the bowl, and popped it in my mouth. After I finished chewing, I picked another up and held it out in front of Ron's face. "Want one?" I asked. He nodded, finally breaking his eyes away from my face to look at the green grape that my fingers were holding inches away from his lips. I waited for him to take it from me, but all he did was open his mouth, signaling for me to feed it to him. Blushing slightly, I moved the grape into his waiting mouth. As he closed his mouth around it, his lips brushed my fingers. My slight blush turned my entire face red and I turned away from him.

After yet another moment of awkward silence, Ron reached his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into his side. I didn't find this too odd. Like I said, we were best friends. What I did find odd was that he bent over to place a kiss on the top of my head, and then rested his cheek on my hair.

Odd...but not to say I didn't like it.

We sat there in silence for a while before Ron sat up straight and put both hands on my shoulders so that I was facing him. He looked me directly in the eyes once again and took a deep breath before saying, "Hermione…I love you…and I have for a while. I know you might not love me too, but I need this off of my chest…I hope it doesn't wreck our friendship or anything, but I really need to know if you feel the same--"

But before he could finish whatever it was he wanted to say, I closed the distance between our two faces and kissed him. His hands moved from my shoulders to the back of my neck and head and pulled me closer into him. My arms went to his waist as I pulled him even closer too. Finally, I pulled my face away from his, but kept my arms around him.

"So you do feel the same?" Ron asked carefully.

I laughed at how ridiculous he was. I once more leaned towards him and murmured, "Duh."

Ron grinned, and this time he was the one to close the distance between us and capture my lips in his.