A/N: Well here goes the second chapter... hope you like it. I kinda had a little writer's block but I think this will turn out ok...
Hermione sulked through the rest of her day. Ron and Harry tried to cheer her up, but they weren't much help seeing as they were the problem. Well, one of them, specifically. The freckly, red-haired one. Hermione had secretly had a crush on Ron for awhile now. She loved how sweet he was, and his sense of humor, and his deep blue eyes that gave her butterflies every time they met her brown ones. But she wasn't going to tell anyone these things, because she didn't think any of her feelings would ever be returned.
But she was wrong. Her each and every feeling for Ron was returned, and then some. But he was way too shy to admit it. He didn't even tell Harry. But when Valentine's Day came, he decided, he was going to send Hermione a rose and tell her everything. And hope and pray she felt the same way.
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The next day, Hermione was in a slightly better mood. She decided she wasn't going to waste her time obsessing over something that wasn't going to happen. Even though she really, really, wanted a rose from Ron. She just had to accept that he isn't interested in her and neither was any other boy in the school. Besides, there were more important things than being liked. Such as.... Well, she knew there had to be something.
When Hermione had walked down to the great hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table, she realized she had forgotten her potions book. So she walked back to her dormitory to retrieve it. Little did she know, that in her absence, she missed a very interesting conversation between two redheads.
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A/N: I know that was really, really short, but I'm gonna post the next chapter after I write it, which shouldn't take very long. I would really appreciate reviews!
Hermione sulked through the rest of her day. Ron and Harry tried to cheer her up, but they weren't much help seeing as they were the problem. Well, one of them, specifically. The freckly, red-haired one. Hermione had secretly had a crush on Ron for awhile now. She loved how sweet he was, and his sense of humor, and his deep blue eyes that gave her butterflies every time they met her brown ones. But she wasn't going to tell anyone these things, because she didn't think any of her feelings would ever be returned.
But she was wrong. Her each and every feeling for Ron was returned, and then some. But he was way too shy to admit it. He didn't even tell Harry. But when Valentine's Day came, he decided, he was going to send Hermione a rose and tell her everything. And hope and pray she felt the same way.
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The next day, Hermione was in a slightly better mood. She decided she wasn't going to waste her time obsessing over something that wasn't going to happen. Even though she really, really, wanted a rose from Ron. She just had to accept that he isn't interested in her and neither was any other boy in the school. Besides, there were more important things than being liked. Such as.... Well, she knew there had to be something.
When Hermione had walked down to the great hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table, she realized she had forgotten her potions book. So she walked back to her dormitory to retrieve it. Little did she know, that in her absence, she missed a very interesting conversation between two redheads.
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A/N: I know that was really, really short, but I'm gonna post the next chapter after I write it, which shouldn't take very long. I would really appreciate reviews!