Chapter 2
Transfiguration lesson
Professor McGonagall was explaining to the class the difference in spell between transfiguration spell for objects to animals and animals to objects
"Now class, if you do not get this right, the consequences could be great"
"Bloody hell, she always makes things seem so much worse than it is" Ron whispered to Harry
No sooner than Ron had spoken and there was a small explosion in the corner of the room and they all knew who it would involve. "Seamus!" giggled Lavender Brown
While Professor McGonagall carried on explaining to the class, Ron decided to breach a rather sensitive subject with Harry
"Harry"
"Yeah, Ron?" Harry spoke while trying to concentrate on what was being said
"Um, so, what do you think of Hermione?"
"What?" All concentration was lost now "What do you mean what do I think of her? She's Hermione."
"Yeah but, I mean, oh bloody hell. Harry do you," He gulped "Do you love Hermione?"
Harry just stared at him
"Ron! What the- I don't even- No, course I don't mate! We all know she's got a thing for redheads!"
"Wait, you know?"
"Course, I know mate, the whole bloody school knows!"
"Well now I feel like a pratt"
"Yeah! Too right"
"Well considering you know about Hermione and Me..."
Harry knew exactly what was coming. Crap.
"I also know that a certain redheaded sister of mine has quite a thing for The Boy Who Lived"
"Yeah, about that"
"Yeah, I know."
"Well, this is awkward..."
"Mate we all know, the fact that if I want to find one of you I always find both of you kind of gives it away and I've seen you kissing a couple of times, it's one of the reasons me and Hermione have this thing now, she tried to stop me going for you when I saw you too kissing"
"Mr Weasley" That shrill never failed to make him jump "is there something you wish to share with the class?"
"Uhhh"
"Hm, just as I thought"
Transfiguration had never been one of Ron's strong points, not many of the classes were to be honest. He wouldn't have got through a lot of them if it wasn't for Hermione constantly pushing him to do his work, he never did. She always ended up helping but secretly she liked it and so did he.
When Ron and Harry finally managed to escape from the grip of Professor McGonagall's transfiguration lesson it was finally time for lunch. Ron's favourite time of the day, well anytime that involved food was his favourite. Hermione finally caught up with them
"Hi Harry, Ron could I have a word?"
Harry groaned which in turn signalled Hermione give him a suspicious look
She swiftly grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into a corner
"Hello, you"
He gently pushed her against the wall, covered her mouth with his, his tongue exploring every crevice of her mouth, deepening the kiss, while his hands stroked her hair twirling a single piece around his finger. He finally pulled away and sighed
"Ron" she started
"Hmm" He was stroking her face, covering the freckles under her eyes and covering her nose
"I er, I mean I um," getting distracted she started again "Ron, I need to know what this is"
"What" she had his attention now
"This!" She was getting exasperated now "Us, what we are!"
Ron had been long dreading this conversation
"Because we sneak kisses here and there and we talk and hold hands and we do everything together and we've long been best friends but, well, I enjoy this part of us. I like it. I really like you but I mean if you want to be just friends that's fine and I'm sure we-"
"I like you too Hermione" he spoke as he raised his hand to her face and stroked her cheek "I don't think I could stand to see you with anyone else, I want to be your boyfriend and I know I'm a pratt sometimes and bloody annoying"
"Yeah"
He stopped for a millisecond acknowledging what she had just said
"But I want to be your pratt and I want to be the one you tell off because I'm annoying you" He brought her hand to his heart and spread out her fingers linking them with his own
"Yes Ronald Weasley" She whispered with tears in her eyes grabbing his face with both her hands and kissing him and for the first time, both with confidence, they walked down the hallway holding hands.