Author's Note: Sorry it took me so long to post the next chapter, but I've been kinda busy, and I really had to figure out which direction I should take in this chapter (just so you know, I don't have all of them written, I'm writing them as I go along!). Thanks to all of you who reviewed. I really appreciate it!! Oh yeah, and about the bedrooms connected by a bathroom, I only used that because that's how my house is with my room. Anyways I hope you enjoy chapter 3.

Disclaimer: As usual I don't know any of the characters in the story though I wish I did. The wonderful and talented goddess J.K.R owns them all. I will take some credit for the plot though. :o)

Chapter 3: Harry's Revelation

Harry suddenly became fascinated with the hem of his shirt. "Whaddya mean?" He asked Ron quietly.

"Oh come off it Harry. You know exactly what I'm talking about."

Harry glanced at him, and his bright green eyes gave away his secret.

"Oh my God. So it's true, you do like Hermione!"

"Shut up Ron," Harry said sharply, pointing to the door indicating that Hermione was right next door. "Well you do," Ron said quieter.

Harry let out a long sigh. "I don't know. I mean it all seems so strange. She's my best friend." Ron shot him a look. "Well my best friend after you."

"That's better," Ron said. "But the question remains, do you like her?"

Harry sat on his bed and looked out the window. "That's were it gets strange Ron. Of course I like her, but I'm not sure if I like her as more than a friend. I think I do, but I'm not sure."

Ron sat down next to him. "Well, why exactly do you think you like her as more than a friend?"

Harry let out another sigh (this one being a tad shorter than the first though), and ran a hand through his mangled, thick, black hair. "Well, I've always found her smart and funny, that's why she's my friend. But lately I've seen her as more."

"Since when?" Ron asked wanting more information.

"Honestly I've seen her in a different light since that stupid Yule Ball. She just looked so..." Harry trailed off searching for a word.

"Stunning?" Ron filled in

"Yes! She looked so stunning. So after that every time I looked at her, I remembered the way she looked that night, and the way she smiled at me."

"So that's when you started to like her?"

"I don't think so. Well, kind of. I mean, I finally realized that apart from being smart and funny, she was quite attractive, more so than most girls at school. But, I think I started to like her as in more than a friend quite recently."

Ron looked at him quizzically, "How recently?"

Harry gulped, "Yesterday," he said so it was barely audible.

"Whoa, you started liking our Hermione yesterday?"

Harry blushed deep crimson, "Yeah. Ever since she gave me that kiss on the cheek she's all I've been thinking about. I can't seem to get my mind off her. I try to tell myself that she's my best friend and I can't feel this way about her, but it doesn't work. The harder I try to get her off my mind, the more she stays on it."

"Harry, as your best friend I must tell you this. It sounds like you are in love with our dear Herm-own-ninny."

"Am not!" Harry said as he wacked Ron in the head with a pillow.

Ron ducked, but Harry still hit him. "Yes you are dear boy," Ron said with a laugh.

They kept wacking each other in the head with pillows until Hermione walked in the room.

"What on earth...." she asked as her voice trailed off.

"We were just having a little bit of fun," Ron said as he and Harry stood up.

Hermione giggled, "I can see that." She looked back and forth between the two of them noticing Harry's crooked glasses, and Ron's mangled hair. Her eyes lingered on Harry though, and when his green ones caught her brown ones both quickly turned away with a blush. Ron noticed this in it's entirety and let out a snort.

Harry gave him a sharp look, which caused Ron to make like he was clearing his throat.

Hermione looked at them puzzled, "Anyways," she began, "If you guys are hungry dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes."

"Okay," Harry said, "Well meet you down there in a few minutes."

Hermione just nodded, as she walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

"That was a close one Harry. Maybe next time we talk about your love life, we shouldn't be so loud," Ron said as he headed down the hall.

Harry was to distracted to say anything smart back to Ron. He was thinking about what Ron had said earlier. The part in which Ron said that Harry loved Hermione. Even though he had flatly denied it, he wasn't so sure if he had been completely accurate with that judgement. Could he love Hermione? That was something that he would defiantly have to give more thought...after dinner of course.

A/N: So did you like Chapter 3? I know it's a little on the short side, but I felt so bad about not getting this up sooner I quickly rushed to get it done and posted, so you guys would have something to tide you over before I get Chapter 4 out. I hope you enjoyed, and don't forget to review!! :o)