Chapter 2: Let's Talk.
It turned out that Hermione had skipped dinner to study, which was admirable, but silly . . . she knows really everything there is to know about anything.

The next morning - Saturday - Hermione looked extremely tired. So did Ron and Harry, they both hadn't slept well the night before. It took them many hours to fall into the uneasy sleep they both had been conceived by.

Harry decided - today was the day - he was going to tell Hermione how he felt.

Both of the boys had been doing a lot of thinking. Ron was going to talk to Lavender at breakfast; he promised himself - as well as Harry - this.

They ventured to breakfast, Ron seemed better now, acting normal at the least. He had been waiting for the right moment . . . it seemed to have come.

Ron was giving Lavender a sort-of "I want you" look, she saw him blushed a bit and returned the glance.

"It's time." He said to himself. Harry nudged him forward.

He walked up to Lavender.

"Hey Lav!" he said flirtatiously.
"Hey Ron!" she turned a bright maroon color.
"Umm . . . Lav . . . Can I talk to you?"
"Alright . . . Go Ahead."
"Lav . . . I kinda wanted to talk to you in private." He was shaking from being so nervous.
"Oh . . . alright then." She got up from the table quickly.

Ron grabbed Lavender's hand. They were headed for the door; Lav looked back at her friends and gave a little giggle. He took her to one of the secret passage ways that Fred and George had shown him.

"Lav . . . I've been meaning to talk to you." He was brighter red than ever and still shaking like a leaf.
"Oh, What about Ron? She said very flirtatiously, smiling relentlessly.
"I . . . I . . . think I like you." He was so nervous, what would she think?
"Ron? Really?"
"Yea, a lot!" He seemed disappointed, she seemed uninterested.
"Ron . . . I don't believe this, I like you too!" She said whole-heartedly.
"Oh gosh, Lav . . . Will you be mine? I want that more than anything in the whole world?" he anxiously awaited her reply.

Lavender smiled the biggest smile Ron had ever seen in his entire life. She looked deep into his eyes.

"Of course Ron, I want nothing more."

He leaned in and tenderly kissed her soft lips.

This was truly the best thing that had ever happened to Ron.