The worst way to miss someone
Ron sighed and looked at her hair, surrounding her face beautifully. She'd fallen asleep on the sofa and he knew she'd get cold by morning. Slowly easing her till she lay down, he covered her with a blanket.
A peck on the cheek was all he allowed himself, but he knew it was enough to help with his never-ending secret. It reminded him of one of his mum's favourite sayings:
'The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can never have them.'
He'd never believed it till he'd fallen for Hermione, perfect Hermione.
A/N 100 word Ron and Hermione drabble, fun but pointless. Please review.