Finally!

Chapter 1: Arrivals at the Burrow-Ron's POV

Ron had gone outside for a walk. He had seen someone standing, under the tree, staring at the moon. He walked over to the girl. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" He had touched the girl's shoulders and she had nodded. "It looks so magical. Makes me want to take action. To do something." Ron was confused. "Like what?" She had stared into his eyes in a peculiar way. "Like this." She got closer, and closer until there was no room between them. He could feel her breath on him, could see into her beautiful eyes as close as he had never seen before, and he saw her lips getting closer...

"Ronald Weasley! Get down here immediately!"

Ron groaned and woke up. He had been having such a good dream. He closed his eyes and tried to remember it. It had been similar to other ones he'd been having since the end of school. And it had been about a certain brown-haired, brown-eyed girl...

"Ronald! Come down here!" Ron got up, still half asleep, and opened his door. He didn't bother to change out of his shirt and boxers. He looked at the clock. It was 7:00 AM. What did mum want at this time?

He walked down the stairs slowly, his eyes closed. He went down the last stair(or so he thought) and tripped on the REAL last stair. He stubbed his toe and cursed. "Ron!" he heard his mum say. "That is not polite!" He could picture his mom shaking her finger at him. "Yeah, Ron, it's not nice to curse," he heard someone say. Someone familiar... "Harry?" Ron asked, opening his eyes fully at last. Standing in front of him was Harry, and next to him Hermione.

"Hey, Ron! Sorry if we woke you up," said Harry. "I didn't think you guys would come THIS early," Ron said. He heard his mum bustling around in the kitchen making breakfast. Something registered in Ron's head. Harry and Hermione were here!

He went up to Harry and shaked his hand. "Harry! Nice to see you! Ive missed you guys!" Harry grinned and laughed, noticing Ron had just become fully awake.

Ron turned to Hermione. "Hermione! I've missed you a lot." He pulled her into a hug. Hermione was surprised; they never had hugs, just half-hugs turning into a handshake. "Ron, you're really excited to see us." she said laughing. "It's nice to see you, too." He pulled back from the hug as Harry said, "Nice clothes you're wearing, Ron!" Im in my knickers...in front of Hermione! How embarrassing!

"Do you greet guests with those clothes ALL the time Ron?" Harry said, laughing. Ron turned deep red, and Hermione turned slightly pink. Why is SHE blushing?

Ron stuttered out, "Uh..um...Ill go change...shall I?" He ran upstairs and was back downstairs in decent clothes faster than you can say Hermione.

Harry and Hermione were cracking up.

They were going outside to sit on the front porch when they heard a shriek. "Harry!" Ginny yelled leaping down the stairs. She opened the door on the front porch and plopped down next to Harry. She gave him a passionate kiss. "Ive missed you, Harry." "Ive missed you too, Gin," Harry replied, grinning. They'd been going out for a year now and they were inseparable.

"Get a room, you two," Ron said, grimacing. He sat down next to Hermione, across from Harry and Ginny. "Why don't you two?" Harry said. "What?" Ron said, confused. Realization hit in. Harry and Ginny grinned secretively. Hermione and Ron looked at each other, and blushed furiously. They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed to be forever to Ron. Just tell her. Tell her that you love her. Tell her how you feel...

He was about to open his mouth and tell her when he heard a voice call, "Breakfast's ready!" Damn. Hermione and Ginny went inside, as he stood rooted to the spot.

Ron looked at Harry, "So close," he said hoarsely. "I know, man, I know, maybe the opportunity will arise next time..." Harry said, feeling bad for his best friend. "Do you think she feels the same way, mate?" Ron said, his hopes flying high. "I think she does. I can get Ginny to find out. Don't worry, Im 100 sure she does, Ron. Just wait. For the right time to tell her." Ron nodded, his lips dry.

"I hope that's soon," he mumbled under his breath, "because I can't take it any longer..."

"Did you say something?" Harry said. "No, mate, nothing at all..." Ron said.

They stared at each other for a moment longer when Hermione's voice came from inside, "Harry, Ron, are you coming in to eat?"

Ron followed Hermione's voice, wishing desperately that she felt the same way.