Name: Sophie M Stricker

Physical appearance: 5'4", curvy, pale, dirty blonde, green eyes, prominent nose, full lips, constantly smiling dancing and singing. I don't know if you would need all of that, but I felt it'd be better than not giving much.

Personality Traits: Happy, smiley, dancey-singy, big vocabulary (not bad, just using words like Dapper, like Darren Criss' vocab) funny/sarcastic, not really wanting to upset/bother other people.

Hobbies: Singing and dancing (repetitive...) acting, drawing, speaking in memes.

Crush: Joey Richter. So much.

Age: Early twenties, let's say?

Anything else you think important: I'd really just like a little cute fluffy romantic piece, I suppose. Not overly so. Make it a bit funny.

Alright sorry for the wait, guys. I haven't been able to write as much as I hoped I could and I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry :(. I really wish I could have written more. I've had this story on paper for a while but I had trouble getting a hold of my bros computer. Like I said I'm really sorry and I hope you like this (WARNING: I suck at titles and I'm REALLY tired :P)

When Hermione First Kissed Ron

"JOSEPH MICHAEL RICHTER GET YOUR UGLY A*S BACK HERE!" I chase my best friend around the park, dodging squirrels, dogs, Frisbees, trees, etcetera and I'm vaguely aware of parents rushing their young children away covering their ears.

He turns his head smiling at my huffing form. His brown hair blows in the wind as he continues his light jog and I run harder than I've ever run before, "NEVER!" he triumphantly waves my favorite baseball cap in the air as I lunge for him (missing by a lot).

"We're going to be late for the musical, Joey! I'm serious!" you KNOW it's serious when I don't wanna play around.

"Nah," he walks towards me slowly and holds out my hat. As I reach for it, he quickly snatches it away, "He's not in the play," a crooked smile grows on his face.

"Hahaha," I mock, "Now hand it over," I hold out my hand and place my body in a position that I hope is threatening. He gently presses it into my hand. I place it on my head with a huff and give him a glare that would send all other threatening glares to hell in less than a second.

"Are you pissed?" he pouts like a child.

"A little," I turn my back to him to hide my smile.

"I sowwy," he really sounds hurt. Wow he's a good actor.

"It's okay," I turn back to him and reach over for a hug which he gladly accepts. Suddenly I feel my cap leave my head and I instinctively lunge at Joey. He falls to the ground and I'm lying on top of him. He brushes away a stray strand of blonde hair that had fallen over my green eyes.

"Umm…" I hear someone say behind me. I know that voice. I roll my eyes and hop off of Joey. There she is, in her Draco costume, Lauren Lopez.

I snatch my hat away from her and she grabs my arm and pulls me away before I can even put it on my head.

"It's cool I'll just hang here!" I hear Joey call from his spot on the grass.

"Come on JoJoBear!" I yell back at him.

…

"I don't know if I can do this. Are you sure Bonnie can't do this?"

"She has the Flu, Sophia. She can't do it." Matt holds onto my shoulders encouragingly, "You know all the lines and everything. We just need to puff up your hair. You'll do fine," he kisses the top of my head. He's like my brother; we hang out almost as much as I do with Joey.

….

"You'll do great, Stricker." I turn around to see Joey in his red wig, his hands deep in his pockets. He smiles at me. I see a blush rush to his face.

"Thanks Joey. I know all the lines and everything it's just…." Now it's my turn to blush.

"What is it then?" he walks over to me and places a hand on my shoulder.

"I'," I rush out hoping he heard me and I don't have to say it again.

Suddenly he pulls me into a hug and presses my head into his chest. The smell of his cologne rises through my nostrils.

"It's just a stage kiss, I've seen you do it on many occasions." He strokes my hair sending chills down my spine.

"Yeah I know, but it's hard to do a stage kiss with someone you wish would do it to you for real," it escapes my mouth before I can stop it. He pulls away from me and looks down at my face trying to see if I was serious or not. My eyes fill with tears which causes his eyes to smooth in compassion. I tried to push away from him but he holds me tightly in place

Suddenly he pulls my body close to him and presses his lips hard against mine. I kiss back as his tongue begins to explore my mouth (A.N. I've always wondered how that's attractive but I guess I'll find out some day).

He pulls away as the opening music for Back to Hogwarts plays. We both just smile until he leans in just before his part on stage comes and whispers in my ear, "Nervous anymore?"

I shake my head but he's already on stage. How can I be nervous when my best friend just kissed me? How can anyone not see that I've been totally in love with him since we first met? I enter the stage and Joey acts like he hates me, but I catch his eye and see it twinkling with happiness and joy. I think JoJoBear and I will last for a long time, as long as he doesn't take my hat :)

Thanks for reading my first One-Shot fic for someone other than myself. I'm sorry for the wait and I am so glad I finally got it done :) I've worked very hard on this even if it may not seem like it. I'm tired okay I don't remember typing up half this thing. Thanks for reading. Next is a Dylan Saunders fic. I already have a cute idea for what I'm doing. Thanks again and keep sending those requests :) love y'all!