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Staring.

Blurb …

"I had realised I was staring about 10 minutes later. I jerked back, scolding myself. Why was I staring? You got me." Oneshot RonHermione

You know, I honestly don't get love. It makes you do they strangest things.

Take now for instance. We're copying down notes in transfiguration, and there's about 5 minutes to the bell. Most are still frantically trying to finish, including Ron, scribbling away on Harry's other side.

I have no idea why I love him. I mean, all he is, is a bunch of tactless annoying comment, with some loyalty thrown in, along with his freckles, red hair … his gorgeous red hair … and the way he looks when doing homework or concentrating, and well as when he chews his tongue when playing chess.

Oh. I guess that's why.

"Hermione? What's wrong?" Harry asks. I realise with a jolt that I've been staring-again.

"Oh, nothing." I say.

Brilliant. I think I suffered my first staring attack back in second year. It was in defence against the dark arts. Lockheart was making Harry pretend to be an old hag, and Ron and I had shared a look. He looked away, but I didn't-I couldn't.

I had realised I was staring about 10 minutes later. I jerked back, scolding myself. Why was I staring? You got me.

But it continued. I just couldn't help myself-his hair fascinated me-the way it fell on his head, the bright colour. I had tried counting his freckles, and lost count every time. I grew to love the way he'd scratch his nose with his quill and leave an ink dote.

And I'd think all this while staring.

"Hermione?" Harry whispers, jerking me out of my reverie. "You sure you're all right? You had just zoned out completely."

I had been staring.

Some things just never change.

A/N: DEATHLY HALLOWS COMES OUT IN PRATICALLY ONE DAY! Can you believe it? I certainly can't. No way am i going to be able to sleep tonight.

This is one of my shorter stories. I wrote it today in maths, when i finished a test early. My friend Rachel (prettyCRAYONS) wanted to read it, but told her she'd have to come here to read it. So Rachemo, if you're reading this, LET US GO DOWN THE DISCO! Lol, if you recognise that, then well done-you've found the funnyest book series in exsistance.

Ok,. now i'll shut up and let you review. Until next time-

-Moon. : D