||DISCLAIMER|| I like Harry Potter very much, too bad I don't own it...ignore the bad grammar

--Chapter 6

Ron tossed and turned alnight in his four poster bed. His eyes closed, half asleep, half retraced in his might what happened with Hermione in the common room earlier. He wanted to hold her hand. The little voice in his head told him you are falling for her .

I'm falling for Hermione? He silently asked

Yes. The little voice replied

No way, not a chance!! He fought She is my best friend, I have known her forever!!

Yes, that's why you are falling for her, you fancy her!! The little voice crackled a laugh which annoyed Ron.

Shut up!! You don't know what you are talking about!

Oh yes, I do, you are Ronnald Weasley and you are fancy Hemione Granger! I think that's sweet! The little voice told him.

That can't be, she's my best friend, and...and...she's..bossy!! Yes, she's very bossy, I don't like bossy people!! Ron defended himself

She's your best friend and she is bossy. She is your bossy best friend. You fancy your bossy best friend!! The voice teased.

NO!! I don't fancy her!! You have no proof!! Ron shouted silently in his head.

Yes, you do, remember the Yule Ball? Because you fancy her, that's why you didn't dance with pretty and popular Padma Patil but spent all night angry at her and Victor Krum!! The little voice said in excitement.

Ron keep silent, he retraced the memory of the Yule Ball, maybe the little voice was right, maybe I do like Hermione. He thought.

Haha, you admitted it! . The little voice cracked another round of annoyed laughter.

Will you stop reading my thought and get out of my head!! Ron hissed silently.

Haha The little voice said in the teasing voice. I am your thought and I stay in your head, and I know that you like Hermione Granger.

Oh bloody! Ron thought.

You like Hermione, oh yes you do!! The voice cracked laughing again that caused Ron to get mad. Alright, alright, I like Hermione, I get it, now go away!! .

"I...like...Hermione...Granger.." Ron tossed again and mumbled in his sleep or somewhat like it

Harry couldn't believe what he just heard, Ron tossed and turned all night and being sleeping in the bed that was next to his, Harry tried to shut out the noise Ron made until he heard what Ron had to say in sleep.

Wicked! Ron fancies Hermione, he fancies our best friends Hermione !! Harry thought and couldn't stop a wide grin across his face. He knew something was up with them since the Yule ball, but...that, he didn't think of that! Harry wondered if Hermione know this. He fell asleep deep in the thought.

**At the same time, there was browned haired witch who was also sleepless**

Hermione listened to Lavender's softly snore. It passed midnight and she couldn't sleep. She tried, but couldn't. Something was bothering her. She remembered earlier how Ron tried to hold her hand. Hermione felt a rush in her body, she blushed. Ron wanted to hold her hand and she didn't stop him. She silently smile. What was up with that?

Yes, he wanted to hold your hand, he fancies you. A voice in her head answered her. You didn't stop him because you fancy him too.

I fancy Ron? Ronald Weasley? My best friend? Hermione thought. Are you really sure? She asked

Oh, yes, I'm sure, you really do like him. The little voice said.

But I'm sure Ron doesn't like me, I'm not that special. She thought. The thought sadden her. He went to the Yule Ball with Padma Patil, the pretty and popular girl, not me, the bookworm Hermione. She said to the little voice silently.

Heh, but he didn't dance with the popular and pretty girl, did he? He stayed all night watched you and Krum. The voice said. And he told you that just earlier in the Common Room, remember?

That's right. She thought. So, it's true, Ron likes me, Ron Weasley likes me! Hermione smiled at the thought. And I like him too. She thought happily.

Yes, you do. Said the little voice. Now, get some sleep and you will see him in the morning.

||a/n|| Sorry, short chapter, more a head, please review...