Ron's pov
I sat there watching the sunrise. I know what your thinking. What the bloody hell are you doing up? I'm thinkin it myself. The truth is I don't have a blasted idea why I'm awake at five a.m. ... I guess you could say that I'm a little excited. Today is the day I floo to Hermione's for the whole summer. It's only been two weeks since I saw her last but I miss the hell out of her. Maybe it's time I tell her how I feel; how much I fancy her. You and I both know that I'm just gunna come back here with my tail between my legs like the stupid git I am when anything involving feelings is involved but a bloke can dream. I just can't handle all that mushy gushy stuff. Anyway I'm supposed to leave tomorrow.. Well technically today at eleven. I should be sleeping but there's not a chance in hell of me being able to even lay down, let alone fall asleep with the state my mind is in. My bloody heart is beating a mile a minute, so here I am sitting outside watching the bloody sunrise. Oh god please let eleven o'clock come soon. There are plenty of personality traits that I, Ron Weasley possess, patience is not one of them.
Hermione's POV
I rolled over and glanced at my alarm clock. Five in the morning? Really?
I'd been tossing and turning for the last hour. My brain just wouldn't turn off, I was too excited. Not even reading could calm me down, which is saying something cause that has always worked in the past. I had never had to prepare for my best friend; the boy I was secretly in love with, staying with me by myself for a whole summer before though.
I rolled out of bed, settling on the fact that I just wasn't going to be sleeping until after I saw Ron. If I wasn't going to get my rest I might as well make sure the house is ready for his stay.
My parents had a dentist conference in Ireland for three weeks and decided to make a vacation out of it. I didn't really want to spend three weeks in a hotel room while they went to there conference for eight or more hours a day, I had convinced them that I was old enough to stay behind by myself. They agreed, but with one condition, a friend had to come and stay with me so that i wasn't alone and I checked in every night. I was so excited but not at all surprised. My parents had always thought of me as mature for my age and trusted me not to be wild and crazy, that just wasn't my style. It was my dad who demanded I not be completely alone in the house, I am his little girl after all. I don't know how I convinced them to let Ron be the friend that came to stay with me. I appealed to my dads overprotective side and pleaded the case that Ron was big and strong and could protect me if anything were to happen. I left out the part where I am head over heels for him, naturally. No need to worry dad over something that will never happen. Ron obviously thinks of me as his best friend and that's it. Which is fine with me, well it will have to be fine, I will take what I can get from him, any kind of love is fine with me. Convinced? Yeah me neither!
I looked down at the sponge I was scrubbing the kitchen counter with, it looked squished beyond recognition. Alright Hermione pay attention, I think the whole house is sparkling now. I walked once through the entire downstairs. Yep. It looked impeccable, like he would even notice. I checked my watch. Wow seven thirty already. I ran upstairs to get myself ready now that the house was ready for him, somehow I thought it would take a lot more prep work to get me ready than it would the house.