A/N- I own nothing but the plot. Everything else is JK Rowlings. Also, this is my first fanfic so I apologize with how bad it may be. Please review so i can write more!! And, sorry for this chapter being so short. They'll get longer I promise.
Chapter 1
"Ron mate, you've got to cheer up." Harry said. "All you've been doing is moping around the house. Come and get some fresh air, play quidditch with us, or anything."
"No thanks," said Ron.
"Ron it's just a girl, it's a crush, and it's just a boyfriend." Harry had said this at least five times everyday of the summer. "There are other girls out there. Crushes don't last forever. And she's bound to break up with him sometime."
"No. You're wrong!" Harry was getting used to this response by now. "There are no other girls out there for me. This isn't a crush, it's the real thing. And no, they won't break up, because Hermione loves Ernie, and Ernie loves her. So there's nothing else I can do."
"Ron, listen." Harry said calmly. "You might think it's the real deal. But, how sure are you? I mean you've only had one girlfriend."
"And I broke up with her because I wanted to be with Hermione!" Ron had finally stood up. "It is real between us, I know it is!"
"Ron just listen to-"
"No, Harry." Ron cut him off. "You listen to me. Ever since we met on the Hogwarts Express I could tell there was something about her. Something about us. I was always too stubborn to realize it, but now I do. Whenever I'm around her my heart swells, my hands get clammy, and I can't think straight. When she looks at me I feel like I'm going to pass out. And whenever I see her walking around with that damn Hufflepuff, Ernie Macmillan, I want to take jump off the tallest tower Hogwarts has. If that's not true, then I don't what is."
Ron was out of breath right now. He laid back down onto his bed, as tears began to fall from his face. Harry walked over and sat beside him.
"Okay Ron," Harry said, with a soothing sound behind his voice. "Hermione is coming tomorrow, do not only me, you, Hermione, and everyone else a favor, and tell how you feel."
"But how am I supposed to tell her how I feel? She's already taken and we'll reject everything and that'll make me hurt even more."
"Just tell her everything you told me. If you really, and I mean really want her, you'll risk the rejection." And Harry got up and crossed to the door, turned around and said "And I know you really want her." And then left to go downstairs.