It was the beginning of the Christmas holidays as Hermione walked in the common room having been in the library. She was surpassed to find it newer empty apart from Fred and George playing Exploding snap with Ron. "Hey, where's Harr-" she started to say, as she was making her way to sit by Ron, only to have Goerge stick his foot out making her trip, and half on top of Ron's lap. "For Merlin's sake…" Hermione said with a small eyeroll, blushing slightly as she tried to stand back up, only to have an invisible force fling her right next to Ron - thighs touching. "What's going on?" hermione asked incredulously.

"Look up," Fred instructed her. There was mistletoe. Ears turning red like a true Weasley, Ron kissed her on the cheek really quickly. Hermione's cheeks turned pink. She looked vaguely around.

"I assume Harry's under the cloak?" There was no response. "Oh come on.." she muttered. she yelled a spell and the cloak fell swiftly off Harry. She looked around, amused. "Did all of you plan this?" Poor Ron, she thought. He looked so confused.

"No," Ron frowned, turning bright red. "I didn't even know Harry was here."

She laughed. "Well," she said, looking at Harry. "how long have you been here?"

"The whole time" Harry smirked. Ron scrawled and ran up to his dormitory

"Ron!" She called after him. "You really shouldn't have done that!" she reprimanded a laughing harry.

"It wasn't just me," Harry said, gesturing at the twins. Ron slammed the door loudly.

"Stop it both of you!" She tried to scold above their laughing. This was no use, she thought. Instead, she went up to Ron's dormitory.

"Plan worked" George grinned.

Ron flopped down on his bed staring at the ceiling. He mumbled curses under his breath, but then heard a knock on his door. "Ron?" he heard Hermione call. "Can I come in?"

"If you want." he mumbled. She may her way in slowly, and sat on Harry's bed.

"Hey…" she tried to console him

"They knew I liked you." he mumbled in a thick voice "So they had to go and be jerks about it." She blushed. She hadn't expected him to be this open…He rolled over, burying himself in pillows and covers.

"Ron.." she tried again, sympathetically. She put a comforting arm around him.

"What?"

"Are you okay?" It was a stupid question. She shouldn't have asked. "I mean…" she tried to correct herself. "They were total jerks, but… they meant well. And…I enjoyed it."

He sat up cautiously. "Really? They were being jerks though.." he agreed, as to not seem to excited by her reaction.

She smiled at him. "Really." And she returned his kiss, by kissing him on the cheek