Sometimes, I think that Ron never got over his fear of Harry and Hermione liking each other.


"Hermione, how many times do I have to tell you?" Ron sighed, looking at the love of his life as he sat next to her on the couch. "I am totally undeserving of you, and everyday of my life I'll be thankful that you chose me."

"No Ron, I'm the lucky one," she replied, as if it were the simplist think in the world.

"Ha!" he laughed. "As if! How many girls were lined up just to go out with me?"

"Well none I hope, but there was always-"

"Don't you dare say Lavander," he growled. "You and her, the only ones."

"Well, it's not like there was much for me either," she shrugged.

"Oh, International Quidditch stars and big hunks that everyone is desperate to go out with not good enough for you?" he said sarcastically.

"Ron, I had no interest in McLaggen and you know it!" she said, shocked.

"But that's my point!" he expressed. "He was very interested in you, and so was Krum! My whole point is that with everyone in the whole world that you could choose for yourself, you choose me."

"Oh Ronald, you're being over dramatic," she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, am I?" he remarked.

"Yes, I am completely sure that there are some people that wouldn't go out with me even if I begged them," she insisted.

"Oh really? And who might that be?" he asked.

"Um, your brothers!" she blurted, saying the first people that came to her mind.

"They would say yes just to annoy me," he easily contradicted, as if he had thought about it before.

"How about Harry?" she asked, grinning because she knew that he wouldn't be able to contradict her this time.

Ron was silent. In his heart he would always fear the fact that if Harry wanted Hermione, she would happily go with him.

"Ron?" she asked, hesitantly.

"Hmm?"

"You haven't answered me."

"I-I-" He didn't know what to tell her, but he didn't need to for she had figured out what Ron's silence had meant.

"Oh, for Merlin's pants!" she screamed. Before he could say anything, Hermione had conjured her Patronus and had sent a message to Harry. A second later, Harry arrived with a pop.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" he asked, looking in between Ron's frozen expression and Hermione's calm one.

"Have a seat Harry," she said, motioning to a chair in their living room.

"Alright," He sat down rather reluctantly.

"Harry, will you go out with me?" Hermione blurted out.

"Go out where?" he asked, confused. He looked over to Ron, but he still hadn't moved since he arrived.

"I mean, will you be my boyfriend?"

Now it was Harry's turn to freeze. "I-Hermione, I-"

"Oh wait! I forgot the begging and the charm." She got down on her knees in front of him.

"Will you please be my boyfriend?" she begged him, flashing him a smile.

"Hermione, what about Ron?" stealing a glance at Ron, who's face was in a familiar expression of pain.

"Nevermind Ron, answer my question." Hermione's words shocked Harry.

"Hermione, I don't know whether you're kidding or not, but you know my answer to this question!" He laughed without humor, completely confused but determined. "No, a thousand times no! You're my best friend and I love you and everything about you, but no. You know I love Ginny, and I would never do that to Ron, and I just-I just don't see you in that way! I think of you as a sister and after all of these years, I though that you thought of me as a brother."

Hermione suddenly launched herself into Harry's arms.

"Oh Harry, I love you too," she sobbed and laughed at the same time.

"Errr, thanks?" he said, awkwardly patting her on her back.

"You see Ron?" she said, letting go of Harry and walking over to Ron's still pertified figure.

"You at least know that Harry would never say yes. So I can do this," she fell into Harry's lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, "and you wouldn't feel jealous. Right?" Ron was silent.

"Uh, maybe I should get back to Ginny..." Harry said nervously.

"No, I'll go and see Ginny," Hermione snapped, angry tears forming in her eyes. "Maybe you can talk some sense into him. Apparently he doesn't trust us." And with that, she turned on the spot, leaving a confused Harry and a miserable looking Ron.


Should I keep this a one shot or multi chapter? Please tell me!