"Hermione, wake up!"

Hermione opened her eyes to see her mother in the doorway.

"Huh?" Hermione asked sleepily.

"Hermione, you're meeting Harry and Ron today," Mrs. Granger said.

"Oh," Hermione said yawning. "I'm up,"

Mrs. Granger smiled before disappearing into the other room.

Hermione smiled. She had been looking forward to seeing both Harry and Ron.

As she was getting ready, her father called her down to breakfast.

"COMING!" Hermione called down to him.

As soon as she was ready, she looked in the mirror, admiring her outfit. She was wearing a mini, and a shirt that showed a little too much stomach.

She ran a brush through her hair one last time before excitedly running down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

"Young lady, you are NOT going anywhere in that ridiculous outfit," Mr. Granger said. "I don't even know how you acquired it. Your mother and I would have never bought that outfit for you."

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I agree Hermione, it's too revealing on you." Mrs. Granger said.

Hermione threw up her hands.

"It is not!"

"Yes it is Hermione," Mr. Granger said. "Now go change,"

Hermione glared at her father for a moment before turning on her heel, and stomping upstairs.

She changed out of her mini, and instead put on a pair of her favorite jeans. She didn't feel like changing her shirt, so instead she just threw a sweatshirt over it.

When she returned downstairs, Hermione didn't even go back into the kitchen to have breakfast.

"I'll be in the car Mum," She called to her mother before slamming the door behind her.

On the way to Ron's house, Hermione suddenly had butterflies in her stomach from remembering her last visit to Ron's.

FLASHBACK

While Hermione was visiting Ron and Harry, they had all decided to throw a party. About one hour after the guests had arrived, they went upstairs to Ron's room to play games. After deciding to play spin-the-bottle, they all sat down in a circle. Once it was Hermione's turn to spin the bottle, she became nervous.

"Okay, I'm ready," Hermione said as she took a deep breath.

As the bottle spun, she was afraid it would land on someone she didn't know. It spun, and spun, and spun, and she wasn't sure if it was ever going to stop. As it finally slowed down, Hermione realized that it had landed on…Ron.

She sighed a sigh of relief as Ron walked over to her.

"Are you ready?" He asked nervously.

Hermione nodded, avoiding his gaze.

Great, She thought. I get to kiss my best friend, and it might just ruin our friendship.

As they entered the dark closet, Ron started to babble.

"Uh, you look really good tonight Hermione,"

Hermione smiled, feeling confused. This was how she always dressed, and he hadn't ever made comments on it.

"Thank you Ron, you do too,"

For a moment they just stood there.

"Ron, if we are going to live through this, we might as well kiss and get it over with."

"Uh…yeah, I guess we should," Ron said quietly.

"I was joking just so you know," Hermione said as Ron looked up.

"Oh, yeah, I knew that,"

They both smiled, and before they knew it, their lips had met and formed a perfect kiss. Ron didn't want to pull away from her, but there was a knock on the door, breaking the kiss apart.

"Times up you two!" Harry called.

"Coming," Hermione said softly. She looked up into Ron's eyes.

Ron smiled, and together, they walked out of the closet.

END OF FLASHBACK

Hermione looked out the window, feeling very nervous inside.

Does this mean we're together now? She thought.