Title: Locked

Summary: Every in Hermione's surrounding believes that she loves Harry, when the truth is she does love him although she can't admit it to herself. Ron decides that she can't tell Harry by the time of the ball.

Chapter: 1 Thoughts locked in my Head

" I do not love Harry!" Hermione yelled.

" Hermione, why won't you tell us?" Ron asked. " We know you have something for him".

" Why is it no one can believe the fact that I do not like Harry?" she asked. " You know I bet Ginny will believe me if I ask her."

" Who knows?" Ron said just as he started to laugh.

" What exactly do you mean?" she asked.

" You'll see" Ron replied. Hermione took the stairs all the way back to her dorm to ask Ginny.

" What, you don't believe me?" she asked anxiously. "Why?"

" It's just the way you talk to him and act around him, it is so obvious. Especially when you talk to us about it, just like right now, you get so upset. Tell me the truth!" Ginny demanded.

" Okay, okay I like him, but I also have another secret".

" You love him, but never mind that.. what's the other secret?" Ginny asked curiously.

" Fine, I just have these strange thoughts in my head and they're really starting to bug me, ok?"

" Ok, what are the thoughts?" Ginny asked with caution.

" It depends on how I feel at the moment, if people are bugging me at the moment.. I just get into pressure of almost telling Harry. I just don't get it and I wish I could forget all about it. I hate this!" Hermione roared.

" I bet you do, but what makes you the most upset." Ginny explained.

" I know, I mainly focus on the part of where I'm pressured to tell?" Ginny stopped her by saying the same word at the same time.

"Harry-"

" Harry-" they both said.

" Yeah" Hermione said.

" It just means that you need to tell Harry that. I won't tell your secret to anyone though, but if you really love him you need to tell him!" Ginny said clearly.

" Okay, but how?" Hermione asked while turning the other way.

" You'll figure it out, but if you still need help I'm here for you" Ginny suggested. Hermione just spent the rest of the day sitting in her bed in the girls' dorm.

I feel alone, only with Harry do I feel free. She said in her head to herself. "Now I feel also warned or something. What am I supposed to do?" Hermione asked herself.

After a while of silence Hermione was shocked and jumped to her feet when she heard someone knocking on the door

" Hermione?" It was Harry. "Aren't you coming with me and Ron to dinner?" Harry asked.

"Uh! Yeah, coming. Just a moment Harry" Hermione said speeding herself. Although she managed to make time.

"Finally, What took you so long?"

"Just thinking, alone." she answered. By the time the got to dinner, when Hermione was just about to sit down Ginny grabbed her from her seat.

" What?" Hermione asked.

Looking with caution Ginny replied. " I told, but only to Ron" Ginny said and again with caution.

" What, why? Ron is Harry's best friend he will, that is a postitive. I can't believe you did that," she said angrily.

" Come on Hermione, everyone knows how you feel about Harry." Ginny said.

" Not Harry!" Hermione roared

" Well I've known Ron my whole life I know what he will and won't do." Ginny explained.

" Fine, I guess I could forgive you." She said. " Go, I need to ask Ron a couple of things"

"Are you mad at me?" Ginny asked.

"Maybe a little" Hermione answered. "Okay, go I need to talk to him" she replied.

" Ron I need to talk to you" Hermione ordered.

" What is it, can't it wait?" he asked.

" Will you please come with me?" Hermione took Ron by the sleeve of his shirt and dragged him into the hallway.

" What, what?" Ron demanded.

" I know Ginny told you?"

" Yeah, she told me that one thought, and that you love him. Don't worry I won't tell Harry, but I doubt that you can tell Harry by the ball, if you can't tell him by the ball I will" he said clearly.

" Fine, but that only gives me a couple of weeks" she urged with a low voice.

" I know, we'll start tomorrow" Ron replied.

" Alright, your on" she said, as Ron left and she looked at him leave she sighed and followed behind. When they got back to the table Harry asked them the same question about three times. " Guys, what where you doing back there tell me.. please?"

" Sorry Harry, we can't tell you, but you will find out soon enough" Ron replied. Hermione only glared at Ron for the rest of the night, also of how it will be exactly when she tells Harry. No way does she want Ron to tell Harry. Then he'll rub it in her face forever.

" No way is he doing that!" Hermione said talking to herself.