Six years. It's been six years since I first laid eyes on him, I'm convinced it was love at first sight. Ever since then all I could do was blush and stammer whenever I saw him, embarrassing right? I was Ron's little sister to him and after he saved my life I realized I would have to be patient. He'd come around in the end.
At the start of this school year I finally got over my fear of everything spilling out. I started talking to him and he started to notice me more.
Hermione had kept my spirits up during the past few years and for that I'm grateful, without her I'm sure I would still be afraid of even saying hi. She even got me to realise that I could go out with other guys and he would still be there, and for that I'm grateful.
So six years have gone by and I bucked up the courage to kiss him and guess what? Being patient paid off.