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Author's Note: This story is kind of written in different parts. The first part is sort of in Ron's point of view, and I'm sorry this first chapter isn't very exciting, but bear with me! I promise it'll get better soon!

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"Great, now I can't even eat breakfast," Harry muttered under his breath, brushing his dark bangs out of his bright green eyes. He began to sprint down the hall, carrying his books under his arm. He eventually caught up with Ron and Hermione, who were leaving the Great Hall. Ron was smiling at Hermione, and Hermione was giggling at something Ron had obviously just said. When they noticed Harry dashing down the corridor, they stopped abruptly.

"What happened to you, Harry?" questioned Hermione.

"Ugh, my stupid alarm clock didn't go off, and so I had to run down here as fast as I could!" he panted.

"You probably did the spell incorrectly, like I did last week. Those alarm clocks don't work at all unless you're a genius - like Hermione," replied Ron.

"No, I'm sure I did the charm properly!" he said.

"Sure you did!" replied Ron.

"You boys!" giggled Hermione, placing her hands on her hips jokingly.

"Hi, Hermione," came a unusually shy voice from behind them. Hermione turned and heaved a sigh.

"Hello Seamus," she said.

"You look beautiful today," he stammered, "but then again, you look beautiful every day." This was true, for over the summer, Hermione had filled out, and was now every fifth-year boy's crush (not to mention some from other years). Her brown hair was much more tame than the year before, and she had gotten her curves. Most everyone was noticing her changes.

"Here we go again," Harry whispered to Ron, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah," Ron nervously laughed, running his hand through his fiery red hair.

"Thanks, Seamus," Hermione said, "but I really need to get going, I have Arithmancy next, and Professor Vector is being really strict lately," and she hurried off before Seamus could say anything more.

"We should really get going Harry," Ron insisted.

"Why? It's just Divination, and Trelawney wants us to read our Crystal Ball reports today. What's your hurry?" he replied.

"I just, er, would like to get away from Seamus, he's being really strange, don't you think?" he hurriedly responded.

"Okay sure, whatever you say," said Harry with a quizzical look, and they began to wander towards the Divination Tower.

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Throughout Divination, Ron had the odd sensation that someone was staring at him. He swiveled his head around, searching for the person that was making him feel like he was being spyed on, but whenever he looked around, everyone in the class was busy working, or busy sleeping.

"What's up Ron? You seem really preoccupied," Harry asked.

"N-nothing. I just feel weird, that's all." he replied.

"Do you feel sick?" he questioned.

"No." Ron said, trying to look away from Harry.

"I know what it is!" said Harry with a look of realization.

"What?!" said Ron, and his face jerked upwards, his attention now fully on Harry.

"Girls.." smirked Harry, "So.. Who is it?"

"Well..." Ron began, "Nevermind, I'll tell you later," and his eyes flickered over Lavender and Parvati, who were listening intently. Harry nodded.

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Harry and Ron were wandering towards the Great Hall when suddenly, Harry yelped and bent over, laughing. Ron leaped around and saw Hermione giggling madly, and Harry trying to tickle her.

"Okay Harry, I get it! I won't sneak up on you and tickle you like that anymore!" she shrieked between fits of laughter.

"Come on! We're going to be late to dinner!" Ron shouted, and for the first time, felt a pang of jealousy. They always did everything together, and Harry and Hermione were acting like he wasn't even there. That's how it had been recently. Ron had been trying to ignore it, but the more he tried to act like it wasn't happening, the more they were oblivious to his presence. Harry was the famous, brave one, and Hermione was the smart one. 'Well then who am I?,' Ron thought, 'I'm the unnoticed one. Why can't people see me like they see Harry and Hermione?' Ron could feel the anger begin to surge through his body.

"Sorry Ron," Harry said, stifling a laugh.

"Yeah, I can sneak up on you too if you want!" Hermione replied, flicking her sleek brown hair out of her face.

"Whatever," he said, and he started to walk down to the Great Hall by himself.

"Wait, Ron!" called Hermione.

"Leave me alone," he murmured in response.

"Come on Ron, don't be like this!" Harry said.

He turned on his heel, his face red with anger, staring a slightly startled Harry in the eye.

"I just said to leave me alone," he said, his words coated with rage, "now leave me the HELL alone!" and with that, Ron stormed off.

Harry stood there, just staring with a shocked expression, but Hermione ran in the opposite direction, with silent tears streaming down her face. When Harry finally regained his wits, he dashed off after Hermione.

"Hermione! Wait for me!" he called.

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Ron was sitting at the Gryffindor table, with two empty seats next to him. 'I hate them.' he thought. 'Aren't we supposed to be friends?' Ron couldn't think for much longer, because a tawny owl swooped down with a small roll of parchment in its talons. Surprisingly, it landed right in front of him, and it clicked its beak.

"Who would be sending me a letter?" he whispered.

As he fumbled with the scarlet ribbon around the letter, he wondered if it was an apology letter from Harry and Hermione. As soon as he unrolled the parchment, his eyes widened in shock. It read:

Dearest Ron,

You have stolen my heart, and I have no intention to try to get it back. Your enchanting azure eyes , your flaming red hair, your dazzling smile. All of these make me feel weak when I see you. I have been trying to get you to realize what I feel, and what I have felt for two years. I love you. Meet me at the top of the astronomy tower tonight at 1 AM if you are interested in who I am. If you do not show up tonight, I will not bother you any longer, and I will try to forget my love for you, but it will not happen, I will love you always.

With all of the love I possess, Your admirer

Ron gasped, someone noticed him. He couldn't believe it. Not only did they notice him, they supposedly loved him. Like in Divination, Ron searched the room for a guilty face, but he could not find out who sent him the note. 'I'm going.' he decided, and he stood up and started to walk aimlessly towards Gryffindor Tower. Little did he know, there was a pair of eyes watching him leave the Great Hall.

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"Hermione, please stop crying," Harry pleaded, but to no avail. Hermione's tears just kept rolling down her face. They sat in Hermione's dormitory, sitting on her bed. Harry sighed. "Hermione, look at me," he said, "and tell me, why is this upsetting you so much?" Hermione sniffled and looked up at Harry.

"I...It's just... Oh Harry I don't know!" she wailed.

"Well, there has to be something on your mind that's causing you to get so depressed about what Ron said." he replied.

"Harry... It's just that... Ok... I think we've known each other long enough, and I hope I can trust you with what I'm about to say." She sighed

"You can trust me with anything, Hermione." he whispered.

"I think--" she began, but she was abruptly cut off by the soft clicking of the Fat Lady's portrait as it closed, and the soft thudding of footsteps in the common room. The steps began to ascend the staircase to the boys' dormitory.

"It's Ron," Hermione murmured.

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A/N 2: Who sent Ron the "mystery note"? Who will be waiting for him in the tower? What's making Hermione so upset? What's the cause of Harry's alarm clock not working properly? Where does Malfoy fit in to all of this and when will he make his first appearance? Where does Ginny fit in to all of this and when will she make her first appearance? Find out in Chapter Two! Please review! It always helps to have people's opinions! Thanks!