A/N: I'm so sorry the last chapter took so long to be uploaded! I was struggling on what to put in that chapter…it really was a meaningless piece of fluff…lol. Anyway, I know where my plot is going now and I'll probably write a lot quicker than before. Thanks to the people who've reviewed so far and told me to get my butt moving on this chapter. It really motivated me to work on it!! Anyway, thanks again and here's your story!

Disclaimer: Ah, the beauty of these characters does not belong to me…however, when I become rich and famous *laughs loudly*, I'll gladly buy them off of you Ms. Rowling!! Yes, it's true…the wonderful Joanne Kathleen Rowling owns these characters *sob* which means I don't. Oh, and the whole plot for the 'Sleeping Beauty' thing is owned by Disney…aw well, too bad.

Characters: Elizabeth comes back in this chapter…and then we have the four main characters Hermione (Rose), Ron, Sir Harry, and Virginia. Ooh, I love my little Elizabeth. She's such a precious character!! *Smiles*.

Pairings: R/Hr, H/G (mostly H/G in this chapter)

Setting: The King of Ellia's office, the barn in Hogsmeade.

Rating: G

Summary: This chapter will be more H/G than R/H because I wanted to develop that part of the story and well, this chapter is the most useless one in the whole fic…just read ok? Hope you like. Oh, and, this is um…third or second to last chapter. Almost finished!!!

Sleeping Beauty-Harry Potter Style

Chapter 5

Harry woke up stiff and cold. His best friend's castle always felt like that. He stretched, feeling lonely and thinking once again that he had to find a female companion soon or he'd die a bachelor. However, he pushed the thought out of his mind. The thing that was most important now was helping Ron realize that he was madly in love with Rose. He got dressed into the warmest thing he could find and walked down several halls to Ron's room, knocking on the door. There was no answer. He knocked again. Still nothing. Where was Ron? Harry laughed to himself, remembering exactly whom he was talking about. Ron was probably asleep. Dead to the world was a better way of putting it. Laughing more, he opened the door and stepped inside.

The room was empty. Ron wasn't in his bed, and what surprised Harry even more was the fact that the bed was actually made. Harry stood dumbfounded in the doorway. Ron never woke up early. He must really like Rose if he was willing to do that to see her.

 Harry sighed. "He couldn't have woken me up? Oh well, I'll just walk by myself I guess." He didn't want to be alone all day today, and strange things were always happening to Ron and him. He wanted to make sure that he actually was meeting Rose. Of course, he'd get to see Virginia again, but this was certainly not the reason he was walking all the way to Hogsmeade, just to see her. That would be absurd. He wouldn't do something like that. His thoughts continued this way as he quickly ate breakfast, and left the castle.

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Ron had been eager to talk to Rose, why wouldn't he be? He had to admit, he really did care a lot about her. However, they hadn't planned to meet until twelve thirty and he didn't want to get her into any trouble. That was why, when Ron woke up for an unknown reason, early in the morning, he had gone to talk to his father. He felt it was a lot easier to talk to his father now than it had been before. His father just seemed to understand what he was talking about. It really amazed Ron sometimes because, after all, his father was much older than he was and Ron didn't expect him to understand any of the problems he was having. He had gotten dressed quickly and walked straight to his father's office, not even bothering to get breakfast.

Like he had before, Ron knocked softly on the door before coming in. He was still worried about interrupting, and didn't know whether his father would object to him coming to talk. However, the king didn't seem to mind, actually, he seemed very happy to see his son.

"Oh, Ronald, you're up early." He said, as Ron came to sit down. His expression changed to concern though, as he saw that something was clearly bothering his only child. "Ronald, is everything ok?"

"Well, I guess, it's just…" Ron trailed off before saying, "When did you know that you were in love with Mom?"

"Oh," he wasn't expecting that, but he smiled. "I would love to say that I always loved your mother, however, if I said that, I'd be lying." Ron stared at his father in shock. The king gave a warm laugh, which utterly confused Ron. "Ronald, your mother was a wonderful woman but the under the circumstances, I would have rather married an ogre." Ron's eyebrows came together in an undeniably sweet expression. He was very confused. His father had always seemed to have adored his mother, well, as far as the stories he heard went. The king saw this and smiled.

"I'll explain it to you Ronald. You see, our marriage was an arranged marriage, and frankly, I was just as pleased about marrying her as you are about marrying the princess of Hogsmeade. I was young, and I didn't want to be forced to do anything. But after we were forced to spend so much time together, I really started enjoying her company.

"I think I truly realized that I was in love with her when she was no longer with me." The king smiled. "Your mother took a trip to Indore a year after we were married. She was asked to give her blessing to the newborn prince there, and I didn't go with her. I don't know why I chose not to go but I'm glad I stayed here. The reason for that is, I realized how much your mother truly meant to me because I was away from her. I woke up the day after she left, and it hit me. I had fallen in love with her and I felt so terrible about not doing anything to show her. I felt even worse because at that moment, all I wanted to do was be with her, and she was off in some distant country."

Ron stared at his father, disbelieving and not saying anything for a second.

"Well, what happened?" He asked eagerly after his father had been quiet for a few seconds. The king was glad Ron was enjoying the story so much. He had always wanted to tell Ron about this but never knew when the time would come.

He continued speaking. "She was supposed to be gone for a month, but I couldn't wait for her to come back, so I rode out to Indore. I met her right before the prince was to be brought out for everyone to see. She was obviously very surprised to see me and she complained that she would be going up to give her blessing soon, but I wouldn't wait a second longer. So I," the king stopped and Ron leaned forward expectantly. His father smiled.

"What did you say?" Ron asked impatiently.

The warm laugh rang through his office. "I told her how I had been dying with out her and," he stopped suddenly, laughing, obviously reliving the experience. "I wish you had gotten to know your mother. She was something else. Always liked to play jokes on people and she was a joy to be around. I must say though, when you are nervous it isn't much fun to be laughed at. That was what she did." He shook his head and laughed. "I was pouring my heart out to her, and she was laughing. Then of course, she said it had taken me a while to feel the same way she did. Your mother was a special person. She would have loved to see you now, all grown up, going through the same thing we did." His father sighed and dabbed at his eyes with a small, embroidered handkerchief he took from his pocket.

"I'm sorry," he said, putting the handkerchief away, "I miss your mother dearly. You would have loved her just as much as I did. I regret not spending more time with her before she died." He sighed and went on. "Don't make the same mistake Ronald. I have a feeling you may understand how I felt about your mother because you are going through something like that too. Whoever this girl is, she's a very lucky person. Just let her know before it's too late and you don't get a chance to. Whoever she is, she deserves that much. I will do anything I can to help you. I hope you know that."

Ron looked up at his father and realized just how much he had needed him all these years, and had never given himself the chance to be helped. His father really was a good person, and he did know what Ron was going through. He jumped up with sudden energy, knocking the chair back.

"I agree with you father. I know what I have to do. Thank you for listening." And before his father could say anything, Ron was out the door and rushing to saddle up one of the horses. Today, he would ride to Hogsmeade and do something he'd never thought he'd do before. His father was right. Rose deserved to know how he felt about her, and today would be a fantastic day to tell her.

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Harry had finally reached the castle in Hogsmeade and was now looking to find Virginia. She would know where Ron was, or at least where Rose was. He stopped in front of the drawbridge and stood there, thinking. In the back of his mind, he knew where Ron was. He was here, talking to Rose, where he should be. He knew that Ron didn't need to be checked up on. He knew that he wasn't coming to check on Ron anyway. The thing was, he just couldn't admit it to himself. He didn't want to muddle everything happening about Ron and Rose just because he might be slightly attracted to Rose's best friend. Harry smiled, he was blushing, something unusual for him, but he was happy. He'd admitted it. He did like Virginia. She was a wonderful person. He only hoped it wouldn't get in the way with Ron's love life. Smiling once more, he crossed the drawbridge and entered the castle.

He walked along, trying to find his way back to the library. Even though it was a little early for Ron's meeting, he thought Virginia might be there. After ten minutes of walking around in circles, he headed for the barn, which was where Ron had said Rose worked. Harry stepped in and was greeted by the site of thousands of stalls each with a cow and a milkmaid inside. There was a young girl in the first stall. She looked no older than thirteen. He decided he may as well ask her if she had seen Ron anywhere. She might have even heard of Virginia before, if Harry was lucky.

"Um, excuse me miss." He started, coming up to her. It was Elizabeth. She turned around and looked curiously at him. She had gotten a lot of visitors in the past week. It was amazing, since usually, no one ever talked to her, especially not handsome young men.

She smiled and blushed, "Yes?"

"My name is Harry. I was wondering if you knew my friend Ron. He's tall, with-"

"Red hair?" Elizabeth asked in a dreamy sort of voice. Harry smiled. Ron sure had a weird affect on girls.

"Yes, that's him. Have you seen him? I was wondering if he's been here. He might be with one of the other milkmaids. Her name is Rose. Or, if you don't know where they are, you might be able to tell me about Rose's best friend, Virginia…"

"Oh, I haven't seen Ron all day." She looked a little sad. "The last time I saw him was a few days ago. He went off with the princess." She stopped suddenly and covered her face with her hands. Harry looked very confused.

"The princess? I think you must be mistaken. The only person Ron has talked to her is Rose. She isn't a princess, not at all. She works here in the barn with you. Or at least, that is what Ron told me…" He looked down at Elizabeth, who was still covering her face with her hands. "If you know something about Rose that I don't know, you should tell me." Harry said.

"I should not have said anything. I know where her friend Virginia is-"

Harry interrupted her. "May I ask you your name?"

"Elizabeth." She said simply, still feeling terrible about her slip up.

"Elizabeth, please listen to me. Ron is my best friend, and I think that if you are saying what I think you are saying, well, he should know. Is Rose the princess of Hogsmeade?"

It was a few long silent seconds while Harry waited for her answer but finally, Elizabeth nodded her head. Harry gaped. This was wonderful. She was a princess. Ron could marry her if he wanted to. He couldn't wait to tell him, except…a horrible thought struck Harry suddenly. He would have to talk to Virginia first. He wouldn't want to tell Ron about this if Rose didn't feel the same way about him as he did about her. He sighed, everything was much more complicated now.

"Elizabeth, you are a wonderful person. You've helped a lot. Now, you were saying something about Virginia. You know where she is?" Elizabeth sighed slightly. What had she gotten Hermione into? She hoped nothing would go too wrong with Harry's newfound knowledge. She could only wait and see.

A/N: Sorry I had to end it there. I know you guys are all going to mutilate me because you might have been waiting a while for this one. It's almost finished. This is the third to last chapter. I have the next chapter written but I'll wait to see if anyone is still reading this before I post it. If I get reviews, I'll post the next chapter. Oh, and finals are coming up soon, so if it doesn't get posted, that's because I'm actually doing some work for a change ;-). Thank you all in advance for reviewing and putting up with me all this time while you wait to get to the next chapter. I'm sorry it's taking so long for them to realize what's going on but that is coming really soon. Again, thanks, you guys have been great!

~Addy