A/N: I was having a bit of trouble with the genre so don't hurt me for. And I fixed all the spelling mistakes I made. Forgive me for not being PERFECT! No telling me what problems I have because I don't care and no bashing because I don't care about that either. Please enjoy.

Hermione walked through the halls as she headed back to her dorm for the night. She was really an amazingly great muggleborn witch. She was Head Girl of course there was no surprise there but Head Boy was really a shocker to her at least, it was Ron. She was now stuck with him for the whole school year, sharing a dorm area with her. He was all she had to hang out with at night now but she wasn't complaining.

She let out a sigh as she walked past the sleeping pictures on the wall and heading towards her dorm sleepily. She had a rough night tonight. She was always going to late classes with McGonagall taking secret classes, kind of like Harry did with Dumbledore though she had a totally different reason for it.

She said the password into the common room the Head Boy and Girl shared. She walked in and practically had a heart attack seeing Ron sitting on the couch. "Ron, w-what are you doing up?" she asked as she tried to catch her breath.

"What where you doing out so late?" Ron shot back as he looked at Hermione and gave her a very curious look.

"I-I asked my question first," Hermione said as she walked in and carefully took a seat in a chair by the fire.

"My question overrules yours now answer Hermione. What where you doing out so late?" Ron asked again as he looked at her seriously. He cared about her and he was going to find out what she was doing out so late like that.

"Nothing important Ron," Hermione said as she looked into the fire, not giving Ron any eye contact. She knew there was a good reason for her being out but McGonagall had told her not to tell Ron or Harry until she was completely ready for it.

"Oh really? There must be some reason you where out and missed our little meeting we where supposed to have with Harry," Ron said as he looked at her though she wasn't looking at him.

Hermione eyes grew wide and she looked at Ron. "That was tonight? I-I totally forgot about that. I-I've just been so busy lately," she said as she looked at him then shaking her head lightly. "I swear my reason for going out was important but it isn't something I can't tell you."

"You forgot? Hermione Granger, forgot? Wow, never thought that would happen," Ron said as he laughed a bit, weakly. "Hermione, this isn't about a boy is it? If it is I am going to kick his bum for doing things to you."

"Ron this isn't about a boy. The boy I like seems to not even know I exist so things are fine," Hermione told Ron as she rolled his eyes a bit and shook her head. He was actually the one and she knew he knew she existed but not in the love way. "By the way, how is me forgetting such a shock to you. I've just been busy is all and with a lot on my mind I just forgot."

Ron was shocked Hermione just kind of came out and said that, about liking a boy. He never heard her talk about boys before, not even Viktor or McLaggen. "Fine Hermione, be stubborn and don't tell me what is up but I will find out. And that boy must be very lucky."

"If you want to know the basics I was out talking with McGonagall about something, does that make you happy now?" Hermione asked as she pulled her legs up on the chair and rested her chin on her knees. "As for the boy, he doesn't know I love him so it doesn't really matter any. He'll never know either by the way things are going now, the most we'll ever be is maybe friends."

"Yes it does, now I don't have to be mad at you. And I am sure once you tell this boy then maybe you'll have a chance with him. You just have to take a chance is all," Ron told her and then getting up and walking over to her. "We should get to bed, it is midnight after all."

"Yeah, sleep sounds like a good idea," Hermione said softly as she got up and gave Ron a friendly hug. "Good night Ron," she said softly as she went over to the steps to her dorm and heading up to her room. She would have to think about Ron's advice but she wasn't really sure if it would work for him or not.

When she got in the room she locked the door behind her and let out a small sigh. "That was close. I don't think I am ready to tell him my secret just yet," she muttered as she walked over to her bed and fell on her bed.

"Why must I be so special?" she muttered as she got up and changed into her pajamas and climbing into bed. "Why won't McGonagall let me tell Ron or Harry either? It is hard to keep a secret from them when they know I am sneaking out at night for night classes."

She made herself comfortable in her bed and made it so she could stare out the window. She really was a special muggleborn. She had a power that only one muggleborn every century. She was apparently the one who got it this century and though she liked it but it was just hard to keep her secret from Ron and Harry, Ron especially. She was already having trouble getting Ron to love her in return and she was afraid that this secret would most likely get in the way unless she brought it out to him.

She sighed softly as she looked out the window longingly though there was nothing much for her to watch outside. She was tired but yet she felt like she didn't want to sleep. The fact that Ron thought she was out with a boy kind of worried her some how. If she liked a boy other then Ron she would have made it know to him by now. But she didn't like a boy; she loved Ron and no one else.

She sighed softly as she curled up under her covers and snuggled her head comfortably into her pillow. She finally she fell asleep but her thoughts didn't end though. She knew that one day she'd have to tell Ron and Harry her secret. She couldn't keep it from them forever after all.