1 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 My only wish (this year) and it's by Britney Spears. The plot and story are mine though. And please be easy on me! Hope you like!! R/R please!!



Chapter Five:

My only wish (this year) (Ron's point of view)



'Oh my god, I don't believe what I just did.' Ron thought. It was December 24, Christmas Eve. He had slipped a note inside of one of Hermione's books that morning. It was her Arithmacy books, so she was sure to get it by tomorrow night.

2 Last night I took a walk in the snow

Couples holding hands places to go

Seems like everyone but me is in love

3 Santa, can you hear me?

Ron had been feeling extremely lonely and he decided that it was time to take a chance. He had written Hermione a letter and had slipped it in her book on the next page. She had been avoiding him slightly, he thought. And he wanted to let her know that he cared, as more than a friend that is.

I signed my letter that I sealed with a kiss

I sent it off, it just said this:

I know exactly what I want this year,

Santa, can you hear me?

He sighed to himself. She was in the common room doing some homework. He had gone with Harry and his siblings to have a snowball fight outside in the newly fallen snow. He couldn't stop thinking about that note. Harry said that he'd feel better after he'd admitted his love, but he just felt sick. He kept wondering what her reaction would be.

I want my baby, baby

I want someone to love me,

Someone to hold

Maybe, maybe, maybe

He'll be all my own in a big red bow!

Later that evening, after they had raged a war for a few hours, he trudged back up to the Gryffindor common room with his friends, soaking wet and cold. He felt like just sitting in front of the fire and finishing his book. Maybe Hermione would be in the common room too.

Santa can you hear me?

I have been so good this year

And all I want is one thing

Tell me my true love is here!

So that's exactly what he did. He quickly changed his clothes, grabbed his book off of the table in the middle of the common room and sat in front of the fire to read. He was getting quite warm and far along in his book when Harry came over and told him that it was time for dinner. Ron continued to read during his supper. After a few more pages a note fell out.

He's all I want

Just for me

Underneath my Christmas tree

I'll be waiting here

Santa, that's my only wish this year

"Damn, she can't face me now probably," Ron muttered under his breath, chancing a glance down at her. She was sitting at the opposite end of the table with Lavender and Parvati and seemed to be wrapped up in whatever they were talking about. He opened the note and read:

Dear Ron,

Meet me in the common room at 1 o'clock. (And yes that would be in the morning.)

~Hermione

Well, this couldn't be too bad, he thought. At least she'll talk to me in person.

Christmas Eve, I just can't sleep

Would I be wrong, taking a peep?

Cause I heard that you're coming to town

Santa can you hear me?

Later that night Ron slipped on his pullover sweatshirt and started downstairs. It was 12:45 in the morning. He wanted to be early so he could figure out what he was going to say to her. He headed down the stairs quietly.

I really hope that you're on your way

With something special for me in your sleigh

Oh, please, make my wish come true!

Santa can you hear me?

He was so nervous! He never knew that he could feel this strongly for someone. His heart was beating so hard and loud that he thought that someone would hear and come looking for him. 'But that's ridiculous,' he told himself as he reached the door leading to the common room.

I want my baby, baby

I want someone to love me,

Someone to hold

He opened the door slightly. No, she wasn't there yet. He took a seat in an armchair by the fire. He started thinking about all the monsters that they'd encountered together. The troll and Fluffy in their first year, the basilisk in their second, four un-registered Anamagi in their third, and all those monsters that were in the Triwizard Tournament in their forth year!! But it wasn't so bad; he got to spend a lot of time alone with her then, with Harry practicing and all the special things he had to do. He decided he'd better think of something good to say to her when she came in so he started mumbling to himself.

Maybe, maybe, maybe

We'll be all in love under the Mistletoe!

Santa can you hear me?

I have been so good this year

And all I want is one thing

Tell me my true love is here!

He heard the door to the common room open and he heard someone walk in. He jumped slightly and looked over his shoulder and saw her standing there, uneasy, and in her bathrobe. 'God, she's beautiful,' he thought. She just stood there for a moment, looking into his eyes and he stared contently back at those cinnamon colored eyes of hers. Then, suddenly, over-come with emotion, he sighed and sat back in the armchair again.

"Hermione," he said.

He's all I want

Just for me

Underneath my Christmas tree

I'll be waiting here

Santa, that's my only wish this year

She sat down on the couch across from him. "Yes?" she asked tentively.

"I, uh, well, I'm assuming you got my letter?" he asked meekly. Why was he screwing this up so bad? He asked himself.

"Yes I did," she breathed. "And you mine I can see."

He smiled weakly at her. "So, uh, what did you want to talk to me about then?"

'I'm such a wimp.' He thought. He would always beat around the bush; never say what's really on his mind.

I hope my letter reaches you in time

Oh, yeah

Bring me a love I can call all mine!

Oh, yeah

Cause I have been so good this year!

Oh,

Can't be alone under Mistletoe

He's all I want in a big red bow!

"I, uh, er, wanted to tell you something."

"Well, obviously," he gave her a look. What was she getting at?

"Well, yes, of coarse. I, erm, I uh, Ron I agree with your letter." She finally managed to say without looking at him.

"That, that we should just be friends?" Ron asked quietly, disappointed. He felt like running away.

"No," Hermione said hurriedly as she finally looked up at him.

Santa can you hear me?

I have been so good this year

And all I want is one thing

Tell me my true love is near!

"No?" Ron asked brightly. 'Good thing I didn't bolt!' He thought.

"I suppose what you were praying for, in the library, it, it needs to come out. I do love you Ron, I really do." She said quickly.

Ron could feel his ears turn red. He walked over to her and sat down beside her. "Really?" he asked quietly taking her hand.

He's all I want

Just for me

Underneath my Christmas tree

I'll be waiting here

"Really," Hermione whispered in his ear, barely audible.

He smiled back. He couldn't help it. He felt like whooping and having a party. But instead he stayed and just looked at her beautiful face while she started stroking his hair.

Santa, that's my only wish this year

Then in a swift movement Ron was kissing her. 'Oh, god. Why'd I do that?' he asked himself, expecting to be slapped. But instead she kissed him back and intensified it a bit. He laughed. 'Man, I love her,' He thought as she pulled away and looked at him curiously, but he just smiled back innocently and started to kiss her again.

He's all I want

Just for me

Underneath my Christmas tree

I'll be waiting here

Santa, that's my only wish this year

Some odd minutes later they pulled apart. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and his arms were squeezing her waist. He pulled her closer and she laid her head on his chest. 'This is how it should be,' he thought as he started to stroke her hair. 'God I'm lucky!' he smiled to himself. This was the best Christmas ever.

Santa that's my only wish this year