This has been in a folder since I think possibly the end of December as have a lot of my stories, I've written a lot of stories but not published them because they're just a bit rubbish. I actually wanted to make this quite a long story but realised I had nothing else to add to it (which is what i'm like with everything at the moment) but I thought that this would be nice just as this little one-shot.

Set somewhere in 5th year or possibly beginning of 6th year before Lav-Lav. There's a lot Ron doesn't say I think but he does say in his head, I don't even know what I got to be inspired by this:'-)

Disclaimer: I own nothing:(

'What it is Ron?'

I don't know at what point it was in my life when I actually started fancying Hermione Granger but I reckon it had been a long time ago. I mean in all honesty she was pretty and as well as that I actually knew her and talked to her every day and I suppose as time went on I started realising that as well as being barmy she was…well actually brilliant as well.

'Eh? - Oh ur…nothing, I was… just thinking'

Hermione snorted 'You…think?' she smirked.

I knew she was joking and that's what I also like about her, it's that we can call each other rotten and still at the end of the day we know that whatever we say is just forgotten about and we're still friends, Merlin you wouldn't believe it but Hermione does have a sense of humour and its bloody brilliant. I've never really seen her joke with anyone else and it makes me feel quite…er whats that words she used…secluded! That's the one secluded, yeah. But it's nice because it makes me feel closer to her and well…I'm daft aren't I? Hermione Granger? Be serious Ron, nothing's ever going to happen; it'd just be too weird wouldn't it? I mean can you image me kissing her? Well I could…I mean I have and I think it'd be quite pleasant but still that's not the point. Maybe she'd find it weird or think that I'm a bad kisser or laugh at the thought of us ever even kissing!

But when you look at her she's just so…beautiful? Like her hair for example, I mean I don't understand why she hates it, it makes her stand out from the crowd. When I'm walking down the halls and I'm looking for her she's just easy to spot with her wild hair but it's not as if it looks hideous it actually looks quite nice and as far hair goes it can't be as bad as mine. I don't really understand girls with all this 'I'm not pretty crap' sometimes. I mean Hermione's never really like that but I know she doesn't think she's pretty, I don't see why girls can't just like themselves.

'Ron, are you sure you're okay? You look a bit...lost'

'No, no I'm fine honest just…thinking' I repeated and sighed

'Well…you better get…' Hermione glanced at Ron's parchment 'Ronald! You haven't even started, this is in for tomorrow!' she quickly busied herself over Rons work with her quill, scribbling and sighing as she attempted to start his essay whilst also writing notes on hers.

'Thanks Hermione, you're the best!' I gave her my best lopsided grin as she smiled at me softly and shook her head.

She is definitely brilliant.

Thanks for reading!