Harry Potter - Matchmaker

Chapter Two

Author – Becka

Rating – PG

Keywords – Ron/Hermione, Hermione POV/Ron POV

Category – Angst/Romance

Spoilers – Book One, Movie 2

Archive – Anywhere, just tell me where it's going.

Disclaimer – They unfortunately don't belong to me :-( I'm just speeding up the process the J.K Rowling started but is yet to finish in the canon...

Author's Notes – Woo Hoo! A third chapter! That means people liked it! Please keep reviewing!!!

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Ron

"So, how'd it go?" Harry asked me as soon as I came into the room.

"I wimped out. It was the perfect opportunity, and I wimped out."

"What happened?"

"She was helping me with Transfiguration...I got much better and all...Then we went outside for a break. We were alone, and I had the chance to tell her, but missed it, so we came back here."

"While you were gone McGonagall came up and told us that there was going to be a dance."

"A dance!? No Harry, don't even think about it. I can't dance."

"But think about, it's the perfect opportunity. You can ask her, and if she starts to refuse or anything you can say you meant as friends. You would've found out how she feels, and if she does refuse you don't get embarrassed."

"It's still embarrassing, Harry. There must be an easier way..."

"There's only one other thing I can think of."

"What?"

"I hint to her that you like her, and see how she reacts."

"And if she doesn't like me I'll never be able to face her again."

"I can say what I said to you. That way everyone's fine. I'm sorry to go on like this, but I know she likes you and you've liked for ages, and I just want to see you both happy, instead of all mopey all the time."

"Okay." I told him, as he walked to the stairs leading to the common room.

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Hermione

I was sitting in the common room, reading a book called Fifty Greatest Wizards Of This Decade.

"Hermione, can I speak to you for a moment." Harry said as I saw him walking over.

"Of course. What about?"

"About Ron."

I hoped my cheeks didn't go to red.

"What about him?"

"I've been watching you two lately, and noticed a couple of things about you both."

"Like what?" I hoped that I didn't sound as scared as I felt at what he was going to say next.

""You like him a lot."

"Of course I like him. If I didn't we wouldn't be friends."

"I don't mean like that."

"Exactly what are you getting at?"

"Do you like him as more than a friend? Because if how you are acting is how someone acts when they like a person, then I think he like you to."

 I was silent. I didn't trust myself to open my mouth and anything other than a squeal come out.

After I a moment I tried saying something.

 "And how do we both act?"

"You are always glancing over at each other, or talking about each other when the other isn't there. And you always stick up for each other, like when Malfoy called you...called you a You-Know-What last year, even though the spell did back fire."

"You promise you won't tell him?"

"Yes."

"I...I do like him. A lot. I was so happy that I found out he had faced even spiders for me, but then...I couldn't even hug him, Harry. How could I possibly like someone I couldn't even hug?"

"It was awkward. I could feel it. I think the prospect of being so close to each other, and in front of everyone was to embarrassing."

"Then why could I hug you?"

"Because you didn't fancy me. You weren't afraid of someone thinking you did fancy me."

"I wish I could tell him..."

"You should, you know. I know what his response would be."

"He'd return my feelings?"

"I did promise I wouldn't tell, but seeing as you told me you liked him, I don't think he'd mind. He likes you too."

I didn't know what to say. I had been waiting for those words for so long, that I found it hard to take them in.

"What should I do?"

"Just wait. I'm pretty sure he'll talk to you very soon."

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End of Chapter

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