Ron?
"Oi! Ron!" Fred called from across the room.
"What now?" Ron mumbled under his breath.
"Why haven't you told her, you git?" Fred cried, mock exasperated.
"Who?" Ron was avoiding his brother's question, without much success.
"You are a git, Ron. You-" Fred's words were cut short by Mrs. Weasley entering the room.
"Ello mum! I was telling ickle Ron what to do about-" Fred was again interuppted by Ron clapping a hand over his mouth.
"Mum doesn't care about that!" Ron squeaked indignantly.
"Let go of him Ron, we all know you fancy Hermione, and that you're being a right pain about telling her," Mrs. Weasley left the room again and Ron gaped after her.
"Ha! I told you!" Fred roared with laughter until Ron kicked his chair over and Fred fell to the floor.
Fred clambered off the floor and smacked Ron across the back of his head and George,who had just entered, repeated the gesture.
"Hey! What're you hitting me for?" Ron cried, incredulously.
"'S' fun," George replied, grinning.
"Fred, just leave me alone, I'll tell her...eventually," Ron mumbled.
"You still haven't told her! Ron, you're a git, you know that?" George rolled his eyes.
"I've just told him that," Fred managed through a mouthful of food.
"Everyone but Hermione knows Ron, why not just do it?" George chucked a spoon at Ron, which he dogded, but it turned around and bgan to smack him repeatedly.
"Oi! Get this thing off me!" he shouted. With a flick of his wand, George made the spoon clatter to the floor.
"Bloody hell! I'll do it now!" Ron glared at his brothers as he ran upstairs to Ginny's room.
"A galleon says he doesn't do it," Fred grinned at his twin.
"Yeah, but we have no one to bet for him!" George muttered and they left, laughing evilly.
"Uh...Hermione, can I talk to you for a bit?" Ron asked uneasily.
"Sure Ron," Hermione stood and glanced at Ginny questioningly, who giggled, but betrayed no answers.
"Ron?" she asked once they had escaped into the hall.
"I--er--er...have to tell you something. I--" Ron stuttered uncertainly.
"What is it Ron?" Hermione inquired softly, trying to get him to stop stuttering.
"I'm trying!" Ron exclaimed. He slumped against the wall in frustration directed at himself. He took a deep breath and tried again.
"I...oh bloody hell! I'm trying and I just--I can't!"
Hermione was smiling so kindly, Ron's heart melted and he let himself slide down the wall to the ground. Hermione sat next to him and she looked at his expression.
His face was set in a downcast frown and she found it amazingly...a word she had never used to associate with Ron...sexy. She touched his arm, causing him to cast a glance in her direction. She brushed a hand over his cheek and he blushed a deep red before retailiating.
"I--I fancy you," Ron blinked at his semi-boldness. Hermione ran a hand through Ron's hair and leaned a head on his shoulder. She wanted to kiss him, but despite his gruffness, Ron was desperatly shy when it came to feelings. Ron cupped her face in his hands and smiled. Hermione brushed a lock of hair from his face and Ron kissed her softly. She played with a hair at the nape of his neck the entire time they sat there, glued to each other's lips. They broke apart and he stood up, offering his hand and a smile. She took it and he pulled her into an embrace.
"I'll see you later...we'll talk then?" He whispered in her ear and she nodded, giving him a peck on the cheek.
Ron turned to leave, when Hermione realized something.
"Ron!" he turned with a grin. "I fancy you, too."
"Hey! Where's my galleon?" Ron called across the Weasley's yard.
"What the he--" George hadn't understood.
Fred stopped him with an suspicious look at Ron. "Did you? Or are you still a--" Fred raised an eyebrow, but he saw Ron's blissful expression and clapped him on the back.
"Excellent mate!" he cried and George caught on.
"You're not the prat I thought you were," George said in the most respectful tone he could muster.
Fred and George burst out laughing. Ron scowled, but soon joined their laughter because he was ecstatic.
"You never really bet, so we don't owe you anything!" George exclaimed.
"Yeah but I was betting I'd do it the whole time," Ron tried.
"Give up mate, we won't pay," Fred stated lazily.
Ron gave an exaperated grunt but they all turned at the sound of Mrs. Weasley approaching.
"He's done it, Mum! Ronnie's told Hermione!" George grinned.
"Oh! That's wonderful dear!" Mrs. Weasley squealed in delight.
She then nearly suffocated Ron with the hug she gave him. "Mum, get off me!" a muffled yell from Ron escaped.
I dunno how this is... I haven't written any Harry Potter fics before this one, but tell me how you like it. Thanks!
-Lindsey