Ahh! I forgot to add a disclaimer. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. I NEVER SAID I DID. Well I guess I am a sucker for flattery, my 11 reviewers (I would have liked a few more) were so kind and anxious that I have decided to write another chapter. Do you want chapter three? I want reviews! I am against bribing for reviews, but I love them so much! Please? Any reviews! This story might be longer than I though it would be. This chapter, well, read and find out!


A Feeling-Chapter 2: Unprepared
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Hermione Granger, sat in her bedroom, it was just near, sunrise, and she had been awakened by a letter, unfortunately dropped on her face. Now she sat, with a small lamp lit and her eyes growing larger as she stared at the offending object, a letter, from one Ronald Weasley. She seemed quite confused, although, to the boy's credit, she did react just as he said, when he had said she would. It was sudden, for her, the way it almost seemed to have come out of nowhere. She, of course, had always known that they were best friends. Ron, Harry and Hermione, it had always been them, since the troll. And frankly, she had expected things to remain like that. Her two brave friends, now both rather famous, even though Ron did remain the far less noticed, would get into trouble and neglect her help, while she stood by them, helped with the adventures when she could, tried to keep them out of trouble, corrected their homework. It was a role she was unashamed of, Hermione the responsible one, a role she was for the most part quite content with.

This on the other hand, no this was more difficult. This was complication and unpredictability. Of course she loved him, it wasn't a question of that. She had in fact, made it clear to Victor early in the summer that they could have no romance. He was a nice boy but just, not the one that made her heart pinch. She smiled faintly at the letter. Ron. He was everything that she never wanted. Quick to fight, eager to slack off where he could, among other things that made them thoroughly incompatible, she had presumed. But always, in the back of her heart a bit romantic, Hermione had not resisted the thought that had seeped into her usually so clever mind. She was in love with Ron. Now it seemed, he loved her. For some reason this angered her. it had been easier to moon, after she realized first, when he had the,... the gall to ask her to the ball as a last minute hope. Now things could be different, she could be with him, the boy she loved, wasn't that what was supposed to happen? Why did it bother her. She shook her head, as if to clear her strange emotional muddle. Everything would be different?

a part of her mind reasoned.
another retorted.







"But, but. I... he... love...what?"

She read the letter again and smiled softly. "I do love you Ron but I'm not ready. I'm afraid. It's harder than you think, you know?" Her voice was a sad whisper. She went to her neat desk and drew out a crisp piece of parchment and a quill.

Dear Ron,
How are you? And your family? Have you heard from Harry? I was just writing because I received your letter and well...

Please understand that this is not a rejection.
The letter was very well written, if you put half as much work into you school work,
But I'm getting off track, believe it or not I do know that there is a time not for school work
Getting back on track.

Please understand that you were right in that letter, I am scared
I don't know if you can imagine how scared I am. It makes me wonder how I could be in Gryffindor.
No need to remind me of things I've done that were brave and worthy, I am perfectly happy and excepting of being fated to Gryffindor
I could never hope or imagine to be somewhere where I would not have met Harry and you.

Please understand that you were right to say you are a prat.
There is nothing between myself and Victor, Mr. Weasley, if you must know.
We are only friends, which if you had not jumped to conclusions I might have told you earlier.
Somehow this letter is easier to write if I don't think about what I am going to say.
I guess in a way I don't have the same way with words and emotion that you do Ron.

Well here goes...

Please understand, if nothing else that I do love you too.
It feels nice to say that, even if I'm not actually saying it but writing it to you
I really do Ron, and that is what you have to believe.
If nothing else, right now I feel as if I'll always only love you.

Please understand---Hey I'm pretty good with structure-
I was just trying to lighten the mood.
I really am scared Ron.
So, so scared.

Please understand I've never been in love.
I don't know what will happen and I'm afraid to learn
Books, cleverness, I knew there were more important things
But I never really thought about how much I would need those other things.

The thing is Ron, I just can't commit to anything with you right now.
I don't think I'm ready.
I'm in love with you Ron, but I'm not ready to love you.
Do you know what this will change us, all of our relationships, you, me, and even Harry?
I cannot risk my friendships.
I don't know how this will change things and well,
I just need time!


Please forgive me.
Love from,

Hermione Granger


P.S. Maybe soon.



What Hermione said, maybe I'll get a third part up soon. Here are some promps for reviews. I don't think I am so good at writing Hermione; what do you think? What, in your opinion, should happen next? Do you understand what happened in Hermione's mind? See any errors that you just can't stand? Did the story sound to American?


Until then....

To be continued?