A/N: Hello! This is my first Harry Potter story so please be kind! This is a very short Romione moment that didn't happen in Chamber of Secrets but I wish it did! Okay well enjoy :)

Petrified

I'm walking out of the library, mirror in hand, searching for Harry and Ron. To my dismay the only thing I find is the basilisk. Before I can even let a scream out of my mouth I'm on the floor. Not able to see, not able to speak. The only thing I hear is someone screaming for McGonagall.

Now here I am, still without the ability to hear or speak, in what I gathered was the hospital wing. I hear footsteps and immediately know whose they were when Ron let out a small gasp, "Hermione," he breaths out. Was he actually worried? I clear my mind of such thoughts and hear McGonagall tell the boys she found me with a mirror. The mirror, I completely forgot! I want to scream, tell Harry and Ron the hallways aren't safe. But my mouth won't move and the words won't come out. I stop struggling because I know it's no use. After what I assumed was McGonagall leaving I felt a hand in mine. If I could jump right now, I would. I forgot that I still had that piece of paper in my hand. As soon as Harry took it I knew he would find the Chamber of Secrets and everything would be okay.

"That's it, I got it!" Harry yelled and started to run, "Ron, aren't you coming?"

"Uhm yeah, I'll be right there," He said and I heard Harry start running again.

I felt Ron sit next to me and grab my hand. I instantly felt a shock. This was certainly not the same as holding Harry's hand. But, why isn't this the same as holding Harry's hand? My thoughts were pushed to the back of my head when I heard Ron speak. "I'm really sorry for being so mean to you, Hermione. I should really stop calling you a know-it-all. You're actually quite brilliant. We probably would be dead by now if it wasn't for you. I'm not really sure where all this is coming from. I guess it's because you can't hear me and I would never have the nerve to say this if you were well, conscious," Ronald, nervous around me? If anything, it should be the other way around. I'm not very good at making friends so I'm always scared that if I say something wrong, he won't want to be my friend anymore.

"Anyway, I just wanted you to know that I'm glad we are friends, and hope to see you soon. Not being able to study for exams is probably driving you mad right now," he let out a laugh. That's right; I'm going to have to do extra studying as soon as I get better. I'll be extremely upset if I receive less than perfect on any one of my exams, especially Defense Against The Dark Arts. "Well, I guess I'll see you soon, Hermione," and with that, he placed a light kiss on my check and left the hospital wing.

I was speechless. I know it was small, but I never felt anything like it. It was nice, knowing for a brief moment that someone actually cares about you.

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