Hey, Soul Sister—Train

Ron's hand flew up to his cheeks and his words came out in a splutter. Did she just kiss me? Wow. She's amazing, isn't she? He thought fondly of his… friend.

Slowly, he watched her, not wanting to miss a thing. Hermione had taught him so much, opened so many doors. She looked back at him and smiled, reassuring him. Taking a deep breath, he went and sat next to him, mainly so he could watch her. It was somewhat addictive for him.

"Harry on the front of the Prophet again?"

"Yeah," She sighed, but a smile played on her lips. "Don't worry about it, it's rubbish anyway. You've got a Quidditch game to win."

Tonight.

A/N: first of the Romione drabbles! Hopefully you enjoyed(: Meant to occur during chapter 26 of OotP.