Author's Note: This is my first fan-fiction ever. I'm more of a non-fiction writer actually but decided to expand my horizons and dabble in fiction. I figured fan-fiction was a good place to get my feet wet and get advice from fiction writers. Please review honestly. Thank you and I hope you enjoy!

Hermione Granger gazed upon the crimson-haired beauty who sat across from her at the Gryffindor House table that morning at breakfast. Gosh, she looks breathtakingly beautiful…her gorgeous smile that brightens my whole world…her skin so soft and milky white sprinkled with freckles…her hair long, flowing, and silky red…her eyes brown like chocolate with a hint of golden caramel…

Ginny looked up from her cereal just as Hermione moved her gaze in a different direction making it seem as if she was looking somewhere else. Ginny apparently didn't seem to notice because she returned to her cereal to Hermione's relief. Hermione was desperately in love with Ginny. However, she could never tell her because she was never supposed to feel this way about another girl, especially not her ex-boyfriend's sister.

Ron rushed over to Ginny's side and began to devour everything in sight. "Bloody hell I am so hungry!" Ron exclaimed with a mouthful of food.

"Oh for the love of Merlin, Ron, act civilized for five minutes!" Ginny bellowed. Ron slowed down as he gave Ginny a look that he wouldn't dare give his mother.

Damn, I love it when she gets feisty! A feisty redhead sure turns me on…

Ron noticed the devilish seductive smile on Hermione's face and wondered what she was thinking. He followed her gaze towards his sister. Surely not, he thought.

"Hermione, I was wondering if I could borrow your notes for Transfiguration. I lost mine," he said. Hermione was pulled from her daze and looked at him with disdain.

"Still telling that lie again are you? We both know you never take notes in any class," she snapped.

"Please Hermione! I really need your notes or I'll never pass," he pleaded.

"Fine," Hermione sighed as she rustled through her bag pulling out her notes and handing them to Ron.

"I want them back by the end of the day," she said.

"Alright," said Ron.

"Don't lose them like last time either," she snapped.

"Ok, ok, I won't" he said.

"Where's Harry?" asked Ginny as her eyes scanned the Great Hall for the boy who lived.

"No clue. He was still sleeping when I left the dorm," Ron replied.

Hermione sighed quietly to herself. Of course she wants to know where Harry is…She's always had a thing for Harry. For all I know she could be in love with him.

"Well, it's not like him to miss breakfast," said Ginny, "that would be like you missing breakfast Ron."

"Which would never happen unless he's deathly ill," exclaimed Hermione.

Ginny's eyes widened with fear. "You don't think Harry is deathly ill?" she asked. Hermione sighed again and a frown formed on her face. She's definitely in love with Harry.

"Of course not," Ron answered, "He's probably just really tired and wanted to sleep in."

"Will you promise to go check on him after breakfast?" she begged Ron.

"Check on whom?" Harry asked as he walked up behind them at the table.

"Oh Harry, we thought something was wrong when you didn't come down to breakfast. I was going to have Ron go check on you," Ginny replied.

"I'm alright, Ginny. Just a bit tired is all," said Harry.

Hermione couldn't take it anymore. It's obvious that Ginny's in love with Harry. She glared at the two of them for just a second. Ron noticed the glare but decided to remain silent for fear of an argument. Hermione gathered her stuff quickly and rose from the table.

"See you in class boys," she said and left the Great Hall as fast as a tornado.

"What's the matter with her?" Harry asked, "Ron did you do something to upset her?"

"No, I didn't do anything! I have no idea what her problem might be," Ron answered. However, he knew exactly what was wrong with her. She's jealous about Harry and Ginny being so close. I wonder why…

"I'll go see if I can catch up to her and see if she's ok," Ron said. Ron gathered his stuff and jumped up quickly chasing after his ex-girlfriend.

Ron entered the common room to find Hermione coming down from her dormitory with some last minute things for class. He was mesmerized by her beauty. Gosh she is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen…I'm still so in love with her. I wish she still felt the same way…

"Hermione, can I ask you a question?" Ron inquired. Hermione gazed onto the red-headed boy whom she was dating this time last year. She was curious to see what he wanted but still upset about what had happened at breakfast.

"Fine," she sighed.

"Do you have a problem with Ginny and Harry?" he asked.

Her breath caught in her throat and her pupils dilated. Oh my God, he knows! She took a few seconds to contemplate a discreet answer to his question so to not give it away or admit to his suspicions.

"I don't have a problem with Ginny and Harry as people. They are two of my best friends. I just get annoyed with the PDA. It reminds me that I'm alone in this world," she answered carefully. I don't want him to know I'm in love with his sister; that would kill him! Then he'd kill me! Maybe he thinks I like Harry or something…

"Oh ok," Ron paused for a moment mulling over her answer, "well you know you don't have to be alone in this world if you don't want to Hermione. I still love you."

"I know you do, Ron. However, I've told you that I don't feel the same way," she said. Hermione couldn't look him in the eye out of fear that he would see right through her. Plus she was sure there was hurt in his eyes and she couldn't bear to know that she was the cause of that hurt. He's one of my best friends and he always will be regardless of anything.

"You're one of my best friends, Ron," she said with a smile on her face, "you always will be." She looked at him to notice that he was smiling back at her with the glisten of tears in his eyes.

"Well Hermione, the person who ends up with you is going to be the luckiest person alive," he said. She noticed that he said "person", not "guy", "bloke" or "man". Maybe he does know and he's ok with it…

A bright beautiful smile formed on her face as she blushed as red as the hair on his head. "The same goes for you, Ronald Weasley," she said.