It was mid September, Harry exited Gryffindor Common Room. He was in his 6th year along with Hermione and Ron. As he began to head for the Dining Hall he bumped into Hermione. She had grown taller, and was slender. She had more of a woman's body.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed, "you look sad, what's the matter?"
"It's Ron," Harry said, "he's really upset, and I don't know why. He won't talk to me."
"Where is he?" Hermione asked.
"In the Gryffindor Common Room. I think you should go talk to him, I think he'll listen to you."
"Okay Harry, I'll do my best," Hermione waved goodbye to Harry and promised to go straight up to the Gryffindor Common Room.
She ran up the staircase to Gryffindor Tower, and the fat lady let her in. As she quietly entered she saw that a fire was burning and saw a mound of blankets on a couch. It was Ron. She smiled and let out a laugh, she new it was Ron. But he sat up instantly he started to run up the steps to the boys dormitories. He didn't want Hermione to see him crying.
"Ron! Come back here!" Hermione exclaimed. He turned around. His face was red because he had been crying a lot and a tear rolled down his face, "what's wrong, I need to speak to you. Look I care about you and I want to know what's wrong."
Ron slowly turned around and walked back down the steps. Hermione ran up to him and put her arm around him. They walked over to the couch and sat down. He began to weep again.
"Ron, don't cry… It's going to be alright, but I want to know what's wrong," she comforted him and rubbed his back.
"It's mum and dad," he weeped, "dad's not doing well at work, and mum's very sick. Dad might have to leave his job and take care of her. Then we won't have any money. I don't want that to happen. We might have to leave the Burrow. I hope mum's okay, I really want to go home."
"Ron, everything is going to be fine, Bill and Charley will come and help them. They will be fine. Don't worry," Hermione said, "you have me and Harry, and we're here for you. Everything is going to be okay."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OKAY! YOU DON'T KNOW EVERYTHING HERMIONE!" Ron yelled at her, and then paused to catch his breath. He was out of his mind, and worried, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that."
"It's fine Ron," she pulled the messy red hair out of his face, "look at me Ron, your mum and dad, and everyone else is going to be fine. Just calm down. I'll be right back." Hermione ran to the girls bathroom in the girls dormitory. She came back with a warm towel.
"I think you should wipe your face with this, it'll make you feel relaxed," Hermione gave him the small wet towel which she washed in hot water. It made him feel much better.
They sat there for a while and relaxed. She waited patiently so he could feel better about what was happening at home.
"Hermione… thank you," Ron said, "I really haven't felt this good for a while." He looked into her big brown eyes. They got closer and closer until their lips touched. Ron broke away quickly. He smiled and his face turned red as well as his ears. Hermione smiled back and kissed him again, soon they were making out on the couch. An hour passed by.
"Thank you Hermione. I think we should find Harry, I want to apologize to him for being so horrible," he held out his hand and helped her up. Then they walked holding hands to the Dining Hall.