Author's Note:
A really short Ron/Hemione fic
Hermione is sitting in the library the night before Ron is poisoned.
She writes him a note to tell him how she feels
I hate the fact that I think I love you.
To you I'm just a friend
That girl you tell your secrets to
That girl you talk to in class
That girl you always try to get to smile
That girl who will forgive you no matter how badly you mess up.
That girl you ask to help you with your homework
That girl you're absolutely clueless about
I won't ever tell you
I would rather have you as a friend then not have you in my life at all
No matter how much it hurts
Hermione looked down on what she had written. She sighed. Then she looked one last time at the parchment and threw it away. Tears ran down her face as she walked away.
After seeing she left Ron ran to the trash and retrieved the parchment. He read over and over again. He knew he had made a mistake when he kissed Lavender. He made an even bigger mistake when he stayed with her even though he knew he felt something for Hermione.
She loved him? Was that how he felt? He knew he would do anything for her. He knew he would die for her. But wasn't that how best friends felt? Maybe. He would do the same for Harry but the same feeling wasn't behind it. Maybe he did like her. Ron sighed folded her note up and put it in his pocket. It wasn't a maybe he did like her. He really did like her. Maybe he even loved her. Ron went back to his room and fell asleep and dreamed of Hermione.
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