Chapter 1
By NO NAME
I do not own Harry Potter J.K. Rowling does.
Ron meets up with Harry and Hermione on the Hogwarts express. Ron could not help but notice that Hermione had changed over the summer for the better. Because of the long ride to Hogwarts, Harry had gone to get some snacks for the ride there. They were all very hungry, and they all knew it was going to be a long trip to Hogwarts School.
~*~
"So Ron how has your summer been?" asks Hermione.
She can tell that he has been working hard to raise money so that he could get a decent broomstick of his own. (He is planning to try out for the Quidditch team.)
She could not believe how much he had changed over the summer he had grown up from a boy to a serious young man.
If only Harry would grow up then that would be something.
~*~
When they got to Hogwarts, they watched as the first years were being sorted Hermione felt a gaze on her she look over to see Ron looking at her.
She turned to him and smiled. He looked quickly back down at his sneakers blushing so much that his face was as red as his hair.
Hermione looks a way but cannot help but think of him and how much he had changed. Wait a second was he just was looking at me?
~*~
I think so I hope He doesn't like me like that! I mean he is one of my best friends.
I don't like Hermione do I? Ron asked himself.
I could not possible love her she is like a sister to me. I can't love her. (But as we all know he does love Hermione.)
Ron just stares at Hermione while he thinks long and hard. What is wrong with me? Why am I thinking this way?
I know I don't love her, how could I she is my best friend.
LATER
"Ron what's wrong with you? Asked a very concerned Harry. "You're not talking to anyone, and not doing homework."
"Nothing, Harry, I've just been busy."
"How can you be busy you're not doing anything but looking outside? Ron, you know you can tell me anything. You know that don't you, Ron?"
"Yah, I know. Ron quickly looked around to see if anyone was near, but no one was. So he told Harry how he felt about Hermione.
Harry just stared at him as if he had known for a century. "I KNEW IT! So how you going to tell her?"
"Who said I was, Harry?"
"Come on, Ron, you have to tell her. I just know she likes you."
" What if she looks at me as if I am insane?"
"She's Hermione. She isn't going to look at you funny..then don't tell her, write her."
"That's perfect, Harry! I've got to go bye!"
~*~
Dear Hermione It is hard for me to tell you this, but I love You, Hermione, and always will. Please write back with an answer even if you don't like me. Just don't hate me. Love, Ron
~*~
"Hey Ron, did you do your homework yet? I've got Potions right after lunch; can I copy yours?
Yes, but only if I can barrow your essay for Hagrid on maintaining proper hatching temperatures for enchanted Snetches."
" Sure" said Harry "it is on my bed."
"Thanks, Harry."
"Don't mention it."
" So, Harry, do you still like Cho?"
"No, not at all believe me or not, I like some one new for a change. because let's face it Cho is never going to like me."
"Well then, who do you like?"
Harry hesitated, then in a whisper, " Well, I sort of like Hermione."
"What did you say?" asked Ron in disbelief. Had he heard correctly? The pain in his chest was immediate along with the sickening feeling in his stomach.
"Don't be mad at me, but I.. ah. sort of like Mione."
"Hey Harry, thanks for the essay, but I got to go, bye!" There was no mistaking the hurt in Ron's voice.
Harry did not even have time to say goodbye before Ron was out of sight. He had thought it best to be truthful with his best friend, no matter what, but perhaps it was selfish to tell the truth when it caused so much pain.
~*~
"My, my I think the mudblood found her looks."
"I'm not in the mood to hear your bickering, Draco" said Hermione.
"Well fine then, I'll see you around Mudblood" spat Draco Malfoy.
"Mione, what was that all about? Asked Harry. He heard the cutting sound of Malfoy's voice but not the words exchanged.
" Nothing but the fact that Draco keeps on pestering me. Never mind. Come on, Harry, we are going to be late for class."
~*~
Ron walked around aimlessly for about an hour before he thought .
I have to get that note back. I mean Harry likes Hermione. I stand no chance against Harry. He is the one who lived.
I don't stand a chance, but I do really like her. Ron not sure what to do just thought some more till he thought about the letter .
I hope she didn't read it yet, and if she did I'm dead. I'm not going to loose my friendship with Harry. I guess it was just a crush, at least I think I can get over it. Now, how to get my note back? Making a mental checklist, Ron tried to decide on a plan for retrieving the letter before any damage could be done.
Steal the book I put it in.. wait I didn't put it her book. Man I am losing it.
2. Hey, I put it under her pillow. I can still get it.
His heart was racing wildly; he didn't really want to explain what he was doing in the girls' quarters if caught. Now that the letter was in his hand, he put a spell on it so that no one could read it. "Noscriptarios vu". The enchantment cast, he ripped the former confession up until it could not be ripped anymore even if he wanted. Glad that's over thought Ron.
~*~
"Crabbe, Goyle get over here." Malfoy snarled to everyone, even to his own friends.
"What is it?" They asked in unison.
"I need your help. You see I've got an eye for the mudblood."
"Well we could try to set you up with her." Crabbe and Goyle exchanged nervous glances, for in truth, neither of them knew the first thing about girls.
Malfoy shook his head. He knew Crabe and Goyle were useless. " That sounds good, he squinted, "but I want you to know I always get what I want. Hermione is as good as mine!" He would never trust anything this important to those two idiots. He wanted her and he was going to get her. There wasn't anything anyone could do about it! Crabbe and Goyle shivered at his cold laugh.
~*~
BACK TO THE CLASSROOM
Class, take your seats and get out your homework. Read pages 250 to 264. (That's how it sounds when I go to School ()
During the class, Draco kept on staring at Hermione making Harry quite angry.
AFTER CLASS IN THE HALLWAY
" So, Potter, are you and Hermione going out or are you just flirting?"
"Shut up, Draco, we're not dating."
" Good because I'm going to get her, Potter."
Harry didn't even try to hide the smile that came to his face, "Draco, she would never date you."
"I would not be so sure about that. I have my ways."
Harry felt the anger rising in his chest, "I know she would never date someone with no heart."
"Is that all you can think of?" taunted Draco. "You see, Potter, I have more than a heart to offer. Much more. You forget who my father is. I come from one of the best wizarding families with power and wealth." He turned his back on Potter to show how insignificant Harry was to him. "Besides, why would you care?"
Harry yelled out, "Because I love her."
"Like she could ever love you, Potter? " Harry was already gone when Draco turned around.
What will happen whom will Hermione choose?
NO FLAMES, I'M 12. THIS IS MY FIRST FIC. THANKS! NO NAME
I do not own Harry Potter J.K. Rowling does.
Ron meets up with Harry and Hermione on the Hogwarts express. Ron could not help but notice that Hermione had changed over the summer for the better. Because of the long ride to Hogwarts, Harry had gone to get some snacks for the ride there. They were all very hungry, and they all knew it was going to be a long trip to Hogwarts School.
~*~
"So Ron how has your summer been?" asks Hermione.
She can tell that he has been working hard to raise money so that he could get a decent broomstick of his own. (He is planning to try out for the Quidditch team.)
She could not believe how much he had changed over the summer he had grown up from a boy to a serious young man.
If only Harry would grow up then that would be something.
~*~
When they got to Hogwarts, they watched as the first years were being sorted Hermione felt a gaze on her she look over to see Ron looking at her.
She turned to him and smiled. He looked quickly back down at his sneakers blushing so much that his face was as red as his hair.
Hermione looks a way but cannot help but think of him and how much he had changed. Wait a second was he just was looking at me?
~*~
I think so I hope He doesn't like me like that! I mean he is one of my best friends.
I don't like Hermione do I? Ron asked himself.
I could not possible love her she is like a sister to me. I can't love her. (But as we all know he does love Hermione.)
Ron just stares at Hermione while he thinks long and hard. What is wrong with me? Why am I thinking this way?
I know I don't love her, how could I she is my best friend.
LATER
"Ron what's wrong with you? Asked a very concerned Harry. "You're not talking to anyone, and not doing homework."
"Nothing, Harry, I've just been busy."
"How can you be busy you're not doing anything but looking outside? Ron, you know you can tell me anything. You know that don't you, Ron?"
"Yah, I know. Ron quickly looked around to see if anyone was near, but no one was. So he told Harry how he felt about Hermione.
Harry just stared at him as if he had known for a century. "I KNEW IT! So how you going to tell her?"
"Who said I was, Harry?"
"Come on, Ron, you have to tell her. I just know she likes you."
" What if she looks at me as if I am insane?"
"She's Hermione. She isn't going to look at you funny..then don't tell her, write her."
"That's perfect, Harry! I've got to go bye!"
~*~
Dear Hermione It is hard for me to tell you this, but I love You, Hermione, and always will. Please write back with an answer even if you don't like me. Just don't hate me. Love, Ron
~*~
"Hey Ron, did you do your homework yet? I've got Potions right after lunch; can I copy yours?
Yes, but only if I can barrow your essay for Hagrid on maintaining proper hatching temperatures for enchanted Snetches."
" Sure" said Harry "it is on my bed."
"Thanks, Harry."
"Don't mention it."
" So, Harry, do you still like Cho?"
"No, not at all believe me or not, I like some one new for a change. because let's face it Cho is never going to like me."
"Well then, who do you like?"
Harry hesitated, then in a whisper, " Well, I sort of like Hermione."
"What did you say?" asked Ron in disbelief. Had he heard correctly? The pain in his chest was immediate along with the sickening feeling in his stomach.
"Don't be mad at me, but I.. ah. sort of like Mione."
"Hey Harry, thanks for the essay, but I got to go, bye!" There was no mistaking the hurt in Ron's voice.
Harry did not even have time to say goodbye before Ron was out of sight. He had thought it best to be truthful with his best friend, no matter what, but perhaps it was selfish to tell the truth when it caused so much pain.
~*~
"My, my I think the mudblood found her looks."
"I'm not in the mood to hear your bickering, Draco" said Hermione.
"Well fine then, I'll see you around Mudblood" spat Draco Malfoy.
"Mione, what was that all about? Asked Harry. He heard the cutting sound of Malfoy's voice but not the words exchanged.
" Nothing but the fact that Draco keeps on pestering me. Never mind. Come on, Harry, we are going to be late for class."
~*~
Ron walked around aimlessly for about an hour before he thought .
I have to get that note back. I mean Harry likes Hermione. I stand no chance against Harry. He is the one who lived.
I don't stand a chance, but I do really like her. Ron not sure what to do just thought some more till he thought about the letter .
I hope she didn't read it yet, and if she did I'm dead. I'm not going to loose my friendship with Harry. I guess it was just a crush, at least I think I can get over it. Now, how to get my note back? Making a mental checklist, Ron tried to decide on a plan for retrieving the letter before any damage could be done.
Steal the book I put it in.. wait I didn't put it her book. Man I am losing it.
2. Hey, I put it under her pillow. I can still get it.
His heart was racing wildly; he didn't really want to explain what he was doing in the girls' quarters if caught. Now that the letter was in his hand, he put a spell on it so that no one could read it. "Noscriptarios vu". The enchantment cast, he ripped the former confession up until it could not be ripped anymore even if he wanted. Glad that's over thought Ron.
~*~
"Crabbe, Goyle get over here." Malfoy snarled to everyone, even to his own friends.
"What is it?" They asked in unison.
"I need your help. You see I've got an eye for the mudblood."
"Well we could try to set you up with her." Crabbe and Goyle exchanged nervous glances, for in truth, neither of them knew the first thing about girls.
Malfoy shook his head. He knew Crabe and Goyle were useless. " That sounds good, he squinted, "but I want you to know I always get what I want. Hermione is as good as mine!" He would never trust anything this important to those two idiots. He wanted her and he was going to get her. There wasn't anything anyone could do about it! Crabbe and Goyle shivered at his cold laugh.
~*~
BACK TO THE CLASSROOM
Class, take your seats and get out your homework. Read pages 250 to 264. (That's how it sounds when I go to School ()
During the class, Draco kept on staring at Hermione making Harry quite angry.
AFTER CLASS IN THE HALLWAY
" So, Potter, are you and Hermione going out or are you just flirting?"
"Shut up, Draco, we're not dating."
" Good because I'm going to get her, Potter."
Harry didn't even try to hide the smile that came to his face, "Draco, she would never date you."
"I would not be so sure about that. I have my ways."
Harry felt the anger rising in his chest, "I know she would never date someone with no heart."
"Is that all you can think of?" taunted Draco. "You see, Potter, I have more than a heart to offer. Much more. You forget who my father is. I come from one of the best wizarding families with power and wealth." He turned his back on Potter to show how insignificant Harry was to him. "Besides, why would you care?"
Harry yelled out, "Because I love her."
"Like she could ever love you, Potter? " Harry was already gone when Draco turned around.
What will happen whom will Hermione choose?
NO FLAMES, I'M 12. THIS IS MY FIRST FIC. THANKS! NO NAME