Ok, now I'm becoming a songfics writer! Yup! I hope you like this!

As always, Harry Potter and his friends belong to JK Rowling, and the song is 'Heart of mine', by Bob Dylan.

Heart of mine, be still

You can play with fire but you'll get the bill.

Don't let her know,

Don't let her know yhat you love her.

Don't be a fool, don't be blind

Heart of mine.

Ron stood under the tree, drinking peacefully his drink. From where he stood he could see the little party in the garden of The Burrow, while everyone was doing something. He could see his mother, occasionally coming out of the door taking biscuits and sweets; he could see his father, smiling from ear to ear and enjoying his birthday party while talking with Penelope Light, Percy's fiancee; he could see Fred and George, laughing like fools because of the last trick to the poor Percy, who kept walking with a giant 'KICK ME' beside his back; he could see Harry smiling and talking with Ginny near the table; and he could see Hermione. The most gorgeous creature he had ever laid his eyes upon. She was wonderful, as always, and was talking with Ginny and Harry, sitting on a chair. Damn, if she was beautiful. She was dressed with a white and short tank top and a pair of jeans, and her brown and long hair were down till her back. Harry said something that had to be funny, cause the two girls burst out laughing. God, if he loved that smile, and that laugh…

Heart of mine, go back home,

You got no reason to wander, you got no reason to roam.

Don't let her see, don't let her see you need her.

Don't put yourself over the line,

Heart of mine.

Ron had to smile. That girl had grown wonderful through tha ages. She was just a little girl when they had left Hogwarts, and now, at the age of 24, she was the most beautiful girl in the magic world. But she was also his best friend. Of course, she was mainly his best friend. But if he was going to say that this was the only way he saw her, like a little sister or something, then that could be a big lie. He had stayed with so many girls, and had never, ever loved anyone else like he loved her. Mostly because nobody of them were beautiful, loving, caring and damn clever like her. They couldn't take the comparison, and they knew. They knew before he even realized the truth. That he was madly in love with his best friend.

Heart of mine, go back where you've been,

It'll only be trouble for you if you let her in.

Don't let her hear,

Don't let her hear you want her.

Hermione shook her head smiling, hair flying everywhere. God, if he was wishing to hold her, and kiss her sensless, and touch her…Every night he spent awake, he dreamed of her. Of them togheter. Of them making love. Harry was right, he was becoming mad. Yes, he was mad. Mad of her. He spent hours simply watching her; while she was reading, or writing, or working, or laughing…she was always gorgeous. She had a strong temper, and they still fought furiously, and God knows how he didn't end up taking her by the shoulders and kissing her until she was pleading for breath. This was becoming a sort of obsession, but such a wonderful obsession. But he didn't know how to talk to her about this. Expecially with her fucking stupid boyfriend around.

Don't let her know she's so fine,

Heart of mine.

Don't let her know,

Don't untie the ties that bind

Give you an inch and you'll take a mile

Adam Logan, a stupid deputy Chancellor of the Ministry of the Magic, was the luckiest man in the world, cause he was with her. They worked togheter, and he was in love with her since he saw her the first time. Ron grunted at this. Harry and him had always been protective towards Hermione, but they had both to admit this Adam was ok, and she loved him. And he loved her. Too bad neither of them loved the other as Ron loved his best friend. Every time he saw her with him, he felt his heart cringe. He was rude with him, and Hermione didn't like this. She wanted him to go along with his boyfriend. Man, if only he could talk to her about how much he loved her…but what if she said no? What if she wanted to keep on going as best friends? He couldn't do this, not anymore. He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. He would give her all his heart, not just a piece of it as with the other girls. She was Hermione, there was no way to love her just a little bit. And now he knew. He knew that he would accept Harry's suggestion. This was the time of actions. This was the right time. And now he felt he had to be strong and keep on staying with her until that damn Adam would go away from her life. He knew that this was just a matter of time, they weren't doing great lately and Hermione was becoming tired. And then… then he would talk to her. No matter what. Hold on, he said to himself, and with a little smile he joined his family in the party. You and me will be soon togheter, my love.

Don't let yourself fall,

Don't let yourself stumble,

Heart of mine.

Ok, I know…you want them togheter; me too, but take this easy. This is just a songfic. No one knows what's going to happen next, and…I left this here cause perhaps I may find another song and write the sequel… Let me know what do you think about! Review!

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