A/N: This is just something I was thinking about at 12:30 in the morning when I was bone-tired and had Harry Potter on the brain (which is pretty much always, for those of you who don't know)! So I scribbled it all down and with a few MINOR adjustments, I came up with something I think is really adorable. Please read and review, and thanks to anyone who does!
Half of a Minute Inside a Weasley's Brain
Thirty...
I wonder if Mum's cooked dinner yet.
Twenty-Nine...
Well, she'll need help, of course.
Twenty-Eight...
Harry, Ron, and Ginny can help.
Twenty-Seven...
I'll just sit here and look at...
Twenty-Six...
What am I saying? She's Ron's... whatever!
Twenty-Five...
Never noticed how pretty she is... Actually, she's beautiful...
Twenty-Four...
I wonder if Fred thinks so. Maybe I should ask him; make sure my head's on straight...
Twenty-Three...
Her eyes are so... incredible...
Twenty-Two...
This cannot be happening... It's Hermione, for God's sake!
Twenty-One...
I shouldn't even waste my time! Look at me; I'm two years older than she is, and she's in love with Ron...right?
Twenty...
I wonder if she thinks I'm handsome... Should I sit up straighter? Mum's always saying I should...
Nineteen...
Pull it together! Ron's my brother; I shouldn't be thinking this about the girl he loves!
Eighteen...
She's not a girl anymore, though... She's a woman... I've known her forever; how could I suddenly want her?
Seventeen...
Maybe... I think... No, I know... I love her!
Sixteen...
No! I can't love her; she's Ron's... whatever they are! No, no, that's not right...
Fifteen...
Besides, there's no way she loves me... Not a chance... I'm like her older brother!
Fourteen...
But I love her...
Thirteen...
NO! Hermione loves Ron, doesn't she?
Twelve...
I need mental help for even thinking about this! She loves my little brother!
Eleven...
Well, but look at her fight with him... What if she doesn't love Ron?
Ten...
I still couldn't do anything about it! Ron would hate me...
Nine...
Oh, but I want her so badly...
Eight...
No. No. No. No. NO!
Seven...
I have to tell her, or I'm going to explode!
Six...
If I tell her, I can't take it back, though! Not that I would want to... but what would people say?
Five...
She doesn't love me anyway; there's no point in humiliating myself like that. I'll just have to love her from afar...
Four...
I can't live like that! She has everything I'm looking for... and I only realized it just now, but I want her more than anything else in the world! And maybe... just maybe.. she wants me too.
Three...
I have to get up and go over there... She won't mind my pulling her away for a word, will she? Fred's looking at me like I'm crazy, but I can't imagine telling even my twin this... Not until she knows herself...
Two...
I have to talk to her! I have to tell her, even if she runs away screaming, I have to get it out...
One...
Fine. I've made up my mind! I'm going to tell her... I have to tell her I love her. Even if the sky falls on me or my brother hates me or a bolt of lighting strikes me, I have to tell her, because if I don't, I will never forgive myself. Hermione, I love you. See? Not that hard, is it? I just have to walk over there and...
"Hermione, can I have a word?"
She looked up at George for a moment. "Sure," she agreed, and stood up from her place beside Ron, following him to the gardens, out of sight of everyone else.
The End