Note: all the characters, classes and such are not mine; they belong to the lovely J.K.Rowling. (she's the best!!!) =) Anyway, the song is called It's gonna' be me and it's by *NSync. The plot and story are mine though. And please be easy on me! It's my first solo fan-fic, remember??? ;)



Chapter Three:

It's gonna' be me (Ron's point of view)



When Ron and Harry strolled into Transfiguration 15 minutes later, Hermione wasn't there yet. Ron started to get worried.

"I'm sure she's fine," Harry tried to reassure him, but to no avail.

1 You might've been hurt, babe

That ain't no lie

You've seen them all come and go, oh

5 minutes before class was to start Hermione came slowly walking in. Off in some fantasy world, Ron could tell, by the look in her eyes. She sat down next to him and seemed to snap out of it and gave him a weak smile.

'Wonder what's up with her?' he thought vaguely as Professor McGonagal started the lesson.

I remember you told me

That it made you believe in

No man, no cry

After the lesson was over and everyone was doing their homework Hermione poked him in the arm and asked to borrow a quill.

"Sure," he whispered, handing her his favorite quill, the one he just happened to be using, and got another one out for himself.

"Thanks," she whispered in his ear. Her warm breath on his neck sent chills up his spine. Not chills from the cold, but a warm pleasant tingling chill. But all too soon she was at work on her essay.

Maybe that's why

Every little thing I do

Never seems enough for you

At lunch Hermione returned his quill.

"I don't know what I did with mine," she said laughing slightly. "Thanks again," she added seriously.

"No problem," Ron answered putting his quill back in his bag. It was still warm from her using it during all the classes they had that morning. He just wanted to sit there and hold it forever, sucking her warmth from it. But he knew he couldn't so, very reluctantly, he dropped it into his bag.

Hermione was sitting next to Harry now. Ron sighed inwardly, maybe he was making up the little hints he noticed Hermione dropping lately. That was probably so, he thought. Why would such a beautiful and smart girl want to go out with him???

You don't wanna' lose it again

But I'm not like them

Baby when you finally

Get to love somebody

Guess what?

It's gonna' be me

Just then Ginny sat down next to him. He saw her and Harry simultaneously blush. Fred and George had caught them snogging in a corner of the common room just a few nights before and now, of coarse, everyone knew that the two were and 'item'. And since Harry even admitted it himself and went into a kind of rage whenever anyone made fun of Ginny, Ron was pretty sure they'd be together for a while. He still hadn't gotton' used to the feeling of his little sister and best friend going out, but he thought he could cope. But he got a surge of jealousy whenever he saw the two of them together while he was still single.

You've got no choice babe

But to move on

And you know there ain't no time to waist

Ginny started a fit of giggles and Ron came back to his senses and noticed that Ginny's leg was moving up and down ever so slightly.

'Good god,' he thought. Did they have to flirt in public? He knew his sister too well to automatically know that she was playing footsie with Harry, and by the look on his face he seemed to be enjoying it.

Cause your just

Too blind

To see

That in the end it's gonna' be me

You can't deny

So just tell me why

"Let's leave them to it," Hermione whispered across the table to Ron as she started to get up. Apparently watching the two were un-nerving her too.

"Alright," Ron said getting up. "We're, uh, going to the library." He told Harry and Ginny.

Harry nodded and quickly got up and walked around the table to take Ron's seat next to Ginny.

Hermione rolled her eyes and started towards the Entrance Hall.

With one last glance at what Ron wished he had with Hermione he followed.

Every little thing I do

Never seems enough for you

You don't wanna' lose it again

But I'm not like them

Baby when you finally

Get to love somebody

Guess what?

"Do you really want to go to the library?" Hermione asked once they'd reached the Entrance Hall.

"Uh, yeah. I've got the Transfiguration essay to finish still."

Hermione gave him approving smile and followed him to the library.

'Keep your cool, just play the cards you have.' Ron was telling himself mentally. 'Like chess, just like chess. I've gotta' strategize and move quickly when there's a chance.just like chess.'

It's gonna' be me

Ron and Hermione were sitting at a table in the library. Hermione's chair was closer than necessary, but Ron didn't mind, and she didn't seem to either.

"Hey, where'd you find that thing about the guy that said his incantation wrong and turned himself into a tablecloth?" Ron whispered.

"Uh, I don't remember. Let me see if I can find it," she whispered back as she started flipping pages in his book for him.

'God, she's beautiful,' he thought as he watched her skim the pages with those brilliant cinnamon colored eyes.

With every page she turned her arm brushed up and down his. He got that warm sensation down his back again and his whole body was suddenly quite warm and content.

"Here it is," she said happily, giving him a huge grin.

There comes a day

When I'll be the one you'll see

It's gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna, it's gonna' be me

"Thanks," he said with a huge grin back. Did he imagine it or did her cheeks flush, ever so slightly???

"No problem," she replied rather quietly looking away.

'Oh, no. Did I scare her away?' Ron thought worried.

All that I do

Is not enough for you

Don't wanna' lose it again

But I'm not like that

They worked quietly for a few more minutes when Hermione coughed and started to say something.

"Ron?" she asked tenderly.

"Yes?" he gulped.

"Uh, I uh, well, do you, I mean."

Ron had never heard Hermione stutter like that before. 'Please say what I want you to say.' He prayed silently. He made a move to hold her hand for reassurance, but just then, who should come in, but the loudest couple in the world: Harry and Ginny.

When finally

You get to love

Guess what?

"Oh, god," Ron said annoyed as Ginny came bounding over with Harry in tow.

"Hey guys!" Ginny said brightly plopping down in a chair next to Ron.

Harry, seeing the look on Ron's face and the way Hermione wouldn't look anyone in the eyes, he asked: "Are we interrupting something?"

Ron wanted to yell 'Yes!' and make them go away so he could tell Hermione that it was ok and that he loved her too. But instead:

"No," he heard Hermione say quickly beside him. He chanced a look at her and saw tears in her eyes and her face was extremely flushed. "I've got to go," she added quickly and left.

Every little thing I do

Never seems enough for you

You don't wanna' lose it again

But I'm not like them

Baby when you finally

Get to love somebody

Guess what?

Ron was furious.

"What the hell was that for?" He yelled at Ginny.

"What?" she asked, oblivious to the sentimental moment that she and Harry had just ruined.

"Ron," Harry said half pleadingly half sternly.

"I'm going." Ron slammed his book shut and left.

It's gonna' be me



End of Chapter Three. Hope you like! I'm going to be switching point of views every chapter, but before the chapter I'll tell you who it's gonna' be. R/R please!!