Summary: Ron has been in love with Hermione but afraid to show it for as
long as he can remember, Draco also fancies Hermione but prefers not to
give her the time of day for reputation purposes, lets see what happens...
Sixth year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft & wizardry Harry is the captain of the Quidditch team & has a girlfriend (Tabitha), Ron & Hermione are prefects as is Harry.
Chapter one: Four in the morning Written by Gryffindor girl.
"Come on Ron, swallow your pride, just tell her how you feel, couldn't be that hard, could it?!" the shy, redhead inquired to himself while he was supposed to be studying for a Defence Against the Dark Arts exam, which he was to do in exactly seven hours. He rubbed his eyes & went on writing. All he could think of was Hermione Granger, her soft brown eyes, the way her hair shined by moonlight & the sweet scent of her perfume.
"Ron?" asked a voice from two beds over, it was Harry Potter, one of the greatest friends he'd ever known, he knew he could trust him with anything, especially when it came to girls, which happened to be one of the most frequently conversed topics between the pair.
"Yeah" Ron answered back trying to hold in a yawn.
"What are you doing up?" Harry asked sleepily.
"Studying, I can't fail this test, My dad would have my Hyde" Said Ron, struggling to keep his tired, grey eyes open.
"There's something else, isn't their?" asked Harry, knowing he was right.
"Yes, I keep thinking about Hermione" He answered back to his fellow wizards question.
"Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron, as I always say, just tell her, all this thinking about it isn't doing you any good, especially at four in the morning".
His words were wise, and as it seemed well thought out, probably because of the number of times he had repeated it.
"Get some sleep, If you're shitty later it's your own fault" He said as he smothered his head in the pillow.
"You're right, Night then," Ron said finally letting the yawn he suppressed win.
"Morning!" Harry said, muffled.
"Yeah, yeah." said Ron, pulling the quilt over his head.
End chapter one.
Sixth year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft & wizardry Harry is the captain of the Quidditch team & has a girlfriend (Tabitha), Ron & Hermione are prefects as is Harry.
Chapter one: Four in the morning Written by Gryffindor girl.
"Come on Ron, swallow your pride, just tell her how you feel, couldn't be that hard, could it?!" the shy, redhead inquired to himself while he was supposed to be studying for a Defence Against the Dark Arts exam, which he was to do in exactly seven hours. He rubbed his eyes & went on writing. All he could think of was Hermione Granger, her soft brown eyes, the way her hair shined by moonlight & the sweet scent of her perfume.
"Ron?" asked a voice from two beds over, it was Harry Potter, one of the greatest friends he'd ever known, he knew he could trust him with anything, especially when it came to girls, which happened to be one of the most frequently conversed topics between the pair.
"Yeah" Ron answered back trying to hold in a yawn.
"What are you doing up?" Harry asked sleepily.
"Studying, I can't fail this test, My dad would have my Hyde" Said Ron, struggling to keep his tired, grey eyes open.
"There's something else, isn't their?" asked Harry, knowing he was right.
"Yes, I keep thinking about Hermione" He answered back to his fellow wizards question.
"Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron, Ron, as I always say, just tell her, all this thinking about it isn't doing you any good, especially at four in the morning".
His words were wise, and as it seemed well thought out, probably because of the number of times he had repeated it.
"Get some sleep, If you're shitty later it's your own fault" He said as he smothered his head in the pillow.
"You're right, Night then," Ron said finally letting the yawn he suppressed win.
"Morning!" Harry said, muffled.
"Yeah, yeah." said Ron, pulling the quilt over his head.
End chapter one.