Just Like It Should Be

It was 6th year and three friends were sitting by a grand lake at a magical place called Hogwarts.

"Harry, do you know what time it is?" asked a bushy haired girl beside him reading a brown bound book called Secret Passages and How to Find Them.

"I think about 8:00," he responded pushing his bangs out of his eyes. "Reckon we better get Ron up and go back up to the common room."

Harry knelt beside the sleeping 6ft red head and shook him. "Get up Ron!" he shouted. Right then is when Ron decided to roll over; tripping Harry causing him to fall on top of Hermione, their faces inches apart. Right then is when Ron decided to wake up.

"Gee, mate, if you wanted to snog Hermione you could have at least woke me up and told me to go somewhere else," he said sleepily.

"Ron, it's not what it looks like!" Harry said still laying on top of her. "You know I only like Hermione as a friend."

"Then why are you still on top of her, mate," he said grinning. He had always known Harry and Hermione were meant for each other, he just needed to get them to see that.

"Would you stop talking about me like I'm not here!" Hermione said finally gaining back her composer and shoving Harry off of her.

"Ow!" Harry said landing with a thud on his back.

Hermione glared at Harry for a moment before starting off towards the castle.

"What has gotten into her lately, Ron? One minute she's all sweet to me the next minute she's all mad at me! What the bloody hell is up with that!" Harry yelled very confused.

"I think I know mate," he said glancing towards the castle. "I'll see you later!" he shouted running towards the Gryffindor common room. Harry just sat there dumbstruck.

Ron on the other hand was trying to catch his breath to tell the Fat Lady the password. He was still as dense as he always was but he could read his friends like a book, which was unfortunate for them if they wanted to keep something from him. He finally caught his breath. "Perplexes."

"You may enter."

"Hermione, you okay?" he asked finding her on the couch crying.

"No, you heard him he only likes me as a friend!" she said as a spurt of fresh new tears started.

"No he doesn't," he said taking a spot on the couch, "he just doesn't realize it yet."

"R-Ron, I think I-I love him," she said, realization hitting her like a ton of bricks.

Ron smiled. "Congratulations, now we just have to get him to figure out the same thing about you."

"Thanks Ron," she said and hugged him. Just that time Harry walked in. He stared at them for a moment then stormed up to the boys' dormitories. Hermione just sat there on the verge of tears again.

"Hold on I'll be back," he said and walked to the dorms to talk to Harry.

"Harry that wasn't what it looked like," Ron started.

"Oh yeah, then what was it!" he shouted, "you know I-I"

"Yes?" Ron prompted.

"Ron, I think I love her," Harry said pretty much the same Hermione had.

"Well, congrats mate, I'll be back." He then ran down to Hermione. "Hermione, everything is okay, go to bed," he said grinning like a fool.

"Okay," she nodded numbly, but trusting Ron when he said everything was okay. They both headed to their dorms. Hermione slowly, Ron quickly.

'Well that was easy,' Ron thought, 'now to get them together.'

That night Harry and Hermione had dreams of each other.

The next morning Harry looked out to see it snowing, and obviously it had been snowing all night because it looked like someone had painted one of those Thomas Kinkade pictures his Aunt Petunia loved so much.

After staring out the window for awhile he heard a loud "pop!"

"Harry P-potter, Dumble-bledore wants t-to see you. He says 'tis very im-important."

"Ok, tell him I'll be there in a minute, Dobby." Then he saw the house elf disappear.

He got dressed and ran to tell Hermione where he was going because Ron was still snoring away and Hermione usually got up pretty early. Sure enough when he got downstairs to the common room she was sitting on the couch reading.

"Oh hi Harry," she said not looking up.

"Hey, well I wanted to tell you that I'm going to see Dumbledore. Dobby said he had to see me, that it was important," he said taken in how beautiful she looked with the winter sun gleaming down on her bushy brown hair.

"Ok," she said wishing he would just wrap her up in his arms and tell her he loved her. 'But' she told herself 'he only likes me as a friend.'

"Ok, well see you later," Harry said and fled for fear he would jump on her and snog her brains out if he stood there another minute.

He made it to Dumbledore's office in a split second, "Butterscotch," he told the gargoyles and walked up the spiral staircase.

"Why, hello Harry," Dumbledore said calmly, "licorice?"

"Um, no thanks," Harry said. "What was so important that you wanted to talk to me about?" he questioned"

"Well, due to the circumstances of Voldemort getting more power I want you, Hermione, and Ron to sleep in the Room of Requirement," he said with a gleam in his eye. "I will have Dobby take all of your things there when you three get the room set-up."

"Okay, I'll go tell them," Harry said and walked out towards the common room both shocked and happy. Shocked that Dumbledore would let two teenage boys share a room with a teenage boys share a room with a teenage girl, happy because he would now get to see even more of Hermione. He then broke into a run to go tell them "good" news. Hopefully they would be as happy as he was, but on the other hand they would probably be more worried about Voldemort's rising of power.

A/N: Hello I will finish my other fic but this just came to me! Pleas R&R I will Update every Sunday, so Bye!