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SET DURING 6TH YEAR!

I was bored so dont hate.

ONESHOT

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Snape

Or

Hermione

Hmmm tough choice

Ron had been thinking about this for days now. Just this one subject. Yet this one subject could have a huge impact on his life. Hermione. Hermione and Ron were sitting in the Common Room by the fire; Harry just went up to bed after ripping up his potions essay. Ron was lying by the fire, a quill on my ear and a puzzled expression on my face. Hermione was sitting in an arm chair reading a book.

"Hermione, what book are you reading tonight?" Ron asked. He tried to position himself so he could see the title.

"A History of Magic." She answered not taking her eyes off the page

"Cant you put that down for five minuets?" Ron asked, jumping off of the floor and onto the arm of the armchair.

"I suppose so." She said, shutting the book and staring up at him.

"Sit with me." Ron said, pulling Hermione onto the couch. Hermione put her legs up onto Rons lap so they were reasonably comfortable. Hermione was staring at Ron intently. He had been on her mind a lot lately. Ron looked up at her, his blue eyes sparkling.

"Im sorry about Lavender Hermione." Apologized Ron

"Its okay, it doesn't matter anymore." She replied

"It does though. I saw that you got upset Hermione and I should of never done anything that would hurt you!" Ron pleaded

"Ron it's alright, I wasn't upset." Hermione denied. There was no truth in this.

"Hermione. I know you! You were upset…Hermione…do you like me?" Ron stuttered becoming aware of why she would be upset. Hermione didn't answer but stared into the fire, wanting to look away.

"Yes Ron. Yes I do like you. I've liked you since second year Ron." Hermione confessed still not looking at him. She chanced a glance at Ron. He wasn't angry. He looked as if Christmas had come early. He pulled Hermione closer and whispered in her ear.

"I like you too." He pulled her closer and they were kissing. Hermione crushed her lips onto Rons; it was a passionate kiss they had been waiting for for years.

"Typical. Leave them alone for five minuets just to get some more parchment." Came a voice, tutting. They broke apart to see Harry staring at them.

"You said you were going to bed!" Ron shouted

"I said I was getting some more parchment Ron. Snapes not gonna kill me tomorrow! Hes gonna kill you! Look at your parchment!" Harry said, walking over and sitting in Hermione's armchair. And sure enough as Ron turned round his essay had caught fire.

"So… it's Hermione or Snape aye? Meh Snape." Ron chuckled. But seeing the look on Hermione's face made him just say "Kidding, but I need to finish it."

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