AN: Ron & Hermione aren't together. The kiss between them didn't happen :P & Fred is alive because I wuv him and I don't want George to be depressed.

Chapter 1

Hermione opened the front door and placed her keys on a small coffee table.

"Hey Ron! You here?"

She was greeted by silence.

"Ron?" she repeated.

Still nothing.

She trudged up the stairs, and went to knock on his door. She stopped abruptly when she heard feminine giggling and a low male voice. Cursing Ron under her breath, she turned to go to the kitchen.

"Hermione?" Ron asked, emerging out of his bedroom. His fiery ginger hair was tousled, and his shirt was buttoned up lopsided.

"Ron, next time please inform me when you have female company residing in your room," she stated, slightly miffed, folding her arms.

"S-sorry," Ron smiled sheepishly, the tips of his ears turning red. Hermione started walking away when she was interrupted.

"Hermione I have to talk to you," Ron sighed.

"What do you need?" she asked, turning to face him.

"Y-you know how this is my apartment," He started,

"Yes…" Hermione said through slightly gritted teeth.

"I asked Lavender to move in with me…" Ron continued, looking away.

"L-Lavender? That's Lavender?" Hermione asked looking past Ron at his door, "in there?" she added, pointing in the direction of his room.

"Y-yeah," he said, ruffling his hair.

"Great. Getting to live with my old roommate that I absolutely love!" Hermione replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"H-here's the thing… Umm, well… It would just be me and Lav… you k-kinda need to move out," he whispered, avoiding eye contact.

"What-" Hermione started, but was cut off by the appearance of Lavender in one of Ron's baggy t-shirts.

"Ron come on!" Lavender cried, tugging on his arm. Her eyes suddenly fell on Hermione. "HERMIONE!" she screamed, running over and hugging her. "It's been so long!"

"Not long enough," Hermione murmured under her breath.

"What?" Lavender asked, frowning.

"Nothing!" Hermione replied, a fake smile plastered over her face. Ron fought the urge to laugh. Hermione glared at him, before her gaze softened.

"I'll be out by Saturday," she smiled, "bye Lavender, nice to see you again," she said, walking off. But not before she heard the sickly sound of Lavender squealing, and Ron's door being slammed shut. Yuck, she thought to herself, glad I walked away.

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