Hey Guys:) This is my second attempt at writing a FanFic! I really Hope you will like it and please review and criticize if you want, but please don't be too harsh, Well read on! But first:
Warning: This story is supposed to take place right after "Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince" so I don't think you'd really understand it if you have not read the book. This FanFic would also include some of my own theories about it in later chaps…
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, tear tear I dont NOT own the Harry Potter Characters or Books, yes I know it's very sad, but I grin at the genius Mrs. Rowling for creating them : )
The Best Thing: By Darknessshines
Chapter 1: Who would've thought?
Ron's Point Of View
The Gryffindor Common Room was finally empty except for two people and much to Ron Weasley's pleasure, people he knew very well. He had spent almost all afternoon counting in his head exactly how many students were left until his most important moment since he first attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Indeed he was very anxious…well that was an understatement. Actually, he was afraid his heart might jump out of his body before he could even say a word to her…but he knew…he knew it was time…and for once in his life he was sure about something…about his feelings towards Hermione Granger.
He glanced at Harry who was on the couch and gave him a knowing look. He looked serious if not anxious himself, he didn't laugh or grin or smile, which helped Ron greatly, it proved to him that Harry was taking this seriously and wasn't making fun of him. He stood up, Harry was a great actor, at least he hoped he was…
"Well," He stretched and yawned, a very believable yawn I must add, "I'm going to bed." He picked up his books and bag and then turned to look at Ron. "Coming?"
"Er…no. I need to finish…" He said lamely, If only he was as good as lying as Harry…
"Fine, goodnight, then."
"Night," both Hermione and Ron mumbled absently.
As soon as he heard the door from the Boy's Dormitory close, he looked at Hermione. She was still absorbed in her new Potions Book: Grade Seven.
Ron sighed. This was so hard. He couldn't just interrupt her. Wouldn't that be rude? She doesn't like rude blokes. But that thought made him feel guilty and more nervous as he remembered exactly how he used to treat her 6 years ago. He decided to wait until she finished and fumbled with his notes and quills instead.
And as if Hermione had just read Ron's mind she closed her book and put it in her bag.
"We have so many new potions to memorize this year! And some of them can take up to 6 months to mature! I won't be surprised to get only one N.E.W.T.," she admitted in a defeated sort of voice.
Ron couldn't help but smile.
"Come off it, would you? You're the smartest in our year! And we're seventeen so you're the smartest in Hogwarts!"
He could see her cheeks turn a shade of red, even by firelight.
"Thanks Ron," she said quietly, it could've been a whisper.
He smiled at her. "So…erm…can…can we talk?" he added cautiously, his face now matching Hermione's.
-" Umm…sure" she cleared her throat and smiled again. There was a lot of smiling going on.
Ron cleared his throat.
How do I say it? How the hell do I say it?
"I…I mean..Do you….Well I…"I'm being Pathetic! Why can't I just tell her!
"Hermione….I…"Hermione's Point Of View
God Ron! Do you or Do you not? I've been waiting for years…please don't disappoint me…again.
She tried to keep her face expressionless or maybe even add a puzzlement look to it but she couldn't. She just hoped too much…she just hoped that Ron would admit his feelings (if any) to her…Who could blame her? I mean what kind of "friend" get so jealous over Krum kissing her that wouldn't talk to her for weeks? What kind of "friend" gets all jumpy and moody when she admits that she's going to a party with Mclaggen and not with him? What kind of "friend" just gets jealous when she talks about any boy period? All of this just made her really sad and a bit angry at him…But she couldn't be angry with him! Who would?
She stared at his face, he seemed really anxious but determined at the same time. He was lovely. His eyes didn't seem deep blue anymore but a light brown reflected from the fireplace. Who would've thought that she would ever think cute of a little boy who used to call her a Know-It-All and accuse her of not having friends? Who would've thought that he became one her best friends?
"…Hermione I love you."
She was so wrapped up in her own thoughts about him that when she actually heard him say it she actually looked surprised. YES! Finally!
Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!
…jeez Granger you're acting so girly!
I don't care! Hahahaha!
Ok calm down think of something to say…
She was definitely smiling stupidly. But was relieved to see that Ron was too.
"Oh…I…uh…me…me too." she said timidly. She heard Ron exhale, as if breathing again.
Then out of nowhere Ron joined Hermione and sat on the floor of the Common Room. They both stared at each other's faces, and then Ron leaned to kiss her.
It was something magnificent! The feeling of whole, the electricity everything was on that deep kiss…She was beyond happy, she finally had the only thing she wanted.
When they parted, they both smiled again and Ron put his arm around her shoulder. They leaned on the couch and Hermione put her head on his chest. Everything seemed right…and perfect. She didn't want to leave. She just felt…happy.
Harry's Point Of View He was now pacing outside their dormitory. Pacing! How could he be this worried? "Well one of your best friends is telling your other best friend he loves her…" said a reasonable voice inside him. Yes, but…
…What if he messes up?
…What if she doesn't love him back? Everything would be so awkward…
…. What if they love each other but then break up?
…. What if they don't work out and hate each other…but they can't hate each other, right? Their best friends…
Harry had just discovered how much his friends really meant for him…after all, that's all he had, didn't he? Just Ron and Hermione…and loosing them now would just be…Stupid!
Well, yes they've had fights and not talked to each other for weeks (remembers last year) but…that was different, they fought because they liked each other… he laughed inwardly…who would've thought? Always bickering at each other…well isn't that a sign?
Harry calmed down. They will be fine…
He sat on the floor just outside their dormitory door, just like he promised Ron. He was to wait for him there to avoid all of the other's questioning looks. He grinned as Ron's face wandered in his mind asking Harry to do all of this for him, right after he had made Ron spill everything about "his Hermione" just like he had mumbled in his sleep the previous night.
They'll be fine….
He pushed his thoughts away from them and thought about more comforting things…Quidditch being one of them…then the fact that tomorrow was Saturday…and then the fact that there was no Snape this year, that he was in Azkaban for attempted kill on a wizard….He didn't understand why Dumbledore was behaving this way, trying to get him out of Azkaban.When Snape had tried to kill him just a year ago…He pushed them out of the way as well, he didn't want to think of them…not now.
Instead his mind wandered of to a girl with a nice flowery scent…a scent that in fact was hard to remember now. Ginny.
Harry felt his stomach twist. He hated himself. How could he just let her go so easily? He missed her too much, and just…let her go…told her that he couldn't be with her…too much risk. Was he turning stupid?
But just then he heard a door creak open.
He stood up clumsily and grinned at an already grinning Ron.
"I guess that's a good sign" Harry said happily.
"Yea mate…it was just… too good." Shaking his head and grinning like an idiot. ", Thanks"
"No problem…I mean you've liked her since Fourth Year…"
"You noticed?" he asked stunned.
"Well it was pretty obvious, mate…" Harry confessed. " I'm happy for you two…just don't break up."
"Ha! Harry, you prat, "
Harry punched him on the arm, still grinning, as they went inside their dormitory…