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Ch.1 ~ The Letter  

 Ron flung the small gnome over the fence. He had to de-gnome the garden for hexing Fred and George. They had been searching for his journal and had been digging through his room to do so. It wasn't anything bad though, just a simple full-body binding charm that Hermione had taught him. Ah, Hermione, he loved her so much but knew that she could never love him. Not with "Mr. Quidditch" himself after her and all. Ron knew that he could never compete with Victor Krum, so what was the use in making an absolute fool of himself?

Still, Ron couldn't help but think of what Hermione had said, or rather yelled, after the Yule Ball last year. "Well, why don't you ask me first next time instead of as a last resort?"  Not that it meant anything. She could never love a tall, gangly, ugly dope like him. She was so perfect, and beautiful, and charming, and brilliant. Surely she could see right through him.

~*~

Hermione was lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. This summer had been so-o boring. Her parents were away to a Dentists' Convention, and she had the house all to herself. 4 years ago, she wouldn't have cared. But now, she hated it. She hated being alone now that she knew what it felt like to have friends. Hmmm…friends? Maybe she could convince her parents to let her have a friend or two over. Her parents would be gone for the last two weeks of the summer, and she didn't think she could handle that. Surely she'd be able to have Harry and Ron over! Oh, Ron. How she had missed him. She missed his flaming red hair, his big bright blue eyes, and his overall cuteness. She loved and missed everything about him. But how could he ever love her? Her, a bushy-haired, bookworm, Miss Know-It-All.  Plus, she wasn't pretty at all. And she happened to know that Ron liked gorgeous girls.

She'd given him plenty of hints and she'd hoped that he didn't take her last comment after the Yule Ball seriously. She hadn't meant to say that, it just … slipped.

Hermione got up and walked into the den to use the phone. She dialed her parents' cell phone number, her mother answered.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Mum?"

"Oh, Hermione! Sweetie, are you alright? What's wrong? Do you need something?"

" Uh…I'm fine, mum. Just a little bored. I was wondering…um…"

"What?"

"Could I invite Harry and Ron over for these last couple of weeks before school? I hat being here alone."

"Of course, dear. That's a wonderful idea!"

"Really?! Thanks, mum! You're the best!"

"You're welcome, darling. Have fun. Bye."

"Bye, mum."

Excited, Hermione ran to her room to write Ron and Harry. Grabbing a couple pieces of parchment, and her quill and ink, she sat down to write:

Dear Harry,

How's your summer been with Sirius? Mine's been pretty dull. Which is why I'm writing you with my brilliant idea! Mum already said that it was okay. Do you want to come and stay with me for the rest of the summer? I'm inviting Ron, too. I just don't like being home alone. Send an owl ASAP.

Your Friend,

Hermione

Now, for Ron's letter. His would be much harder to write, how should she word it. She didn't want to be too suspicious. Oh, who cares…

My Dearest Ron,

How are you doing? All is well here. I'm home alone and not enjoying it too well. Which is why I wanted to invite you to stay at my place for the next couple weeks. Interested? I invited Harry too. We'd go to school together on September 1st. My parents already said that it was okay. Please send and owl. I miss you, …all, so much.  Please send word soon.

Love,

Hermione

She read and re-read the letter she'd just written to Ron. 'Does it sound too desperate?' she thought. Oh, well, if it does, it does. She didn't care how it sounded, all she wanted was to see Ron. To have him look at her with those sapphires he has for eyes. For him to hold her all night (yeah right- only in her dreams). She longed just to be near him.

~*~

Ron read and re-read the letter he had just received. It was from Hermione. He was shaking. She wanted him to come stay with her, granted Harry was invited too, but maybe this was his chance to tell her that he loves her. No…no, what was he thinking? That'd be absurd! Why ever tell someone, who's also your best friend, something like that when you know you don't even stand a chance. Who cares? He had to go. He absolutely couldn't miss an opportunity to be with her.

Ron ran down to the kitchen… "Mum?", he hollered, " Mum?"

"What on Earth is all the racket about, Ron?"

"Mum. I just got a letter from Hermione."

"Oh, that's great! How is she?"

"She's fine. But she's home alone and wants Harry and I to come stay with her. Can I?"

"Well, sure, I suppose so."

"Great. Thanks, mum! I'll go send her an owl."

He ran all the way up to his room at the top of the house, he plopped down at his desk and began to write her. But before he did, he read the letter one more time. "My Dearest Ron", what could that mean? Her dearest? And she said that she missed him and she had signed it "love".

"Pull yourself together, Ron.", he thought, while scolding himself, "She didn't mean it. We're just friends. That's all."

Shaking his thoughts from his head, he began to write:

My Dear Mione,

Mother said that I could stay with you. I'm very excited to be visiting you! Have you talked to Harry? Is he coming? When, where, and how do you want to meet? Send word ASAP, please?

All My Love,

Ron

~*~

Reading the letter she just got from Ron, she started jumping around the house with happiness. Harry couldn't come, but oh, well, at least Ron could. That's the one that REALLY matters. Don't get her wrong, she loves Harry, but it's more of a brother/sister love. Ron, well, she was in-love with Ron, not that she ever had a chance. But he had signed his letter "All My Love", and began it "My Dear Mione". She loved it when he called her Mione, it made her fell like she was his. Too bad that's not how it really was. She finally sat down to happily scribble a note back to Ron.

My Dearest Ron,

That's wonderful that you get to come! Harry sent word, he can't come. He and Sirius are going to Ireland for a little while together. He said that he'll meet us at school.

She stopped for a moment, just her and Ron? Oh, sweet bliss! She could almost taste it. She was so happy.

I'll meet you here on Tuesday at 11 am, by floo. Have your father connect us to the Floo Network for a little bit, please? Can't wait to see you.  I'll see you soon.

Love,

Hermione It was Sunday when she sent this letter.  She didn't know how she'd last through Monday, but she knew she had to.