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Chapter 6: Three Simple Words
It had been three days since Hermione received the letter and roses from Ron. She still wasn't sure what she was going to do, but she had to decide soon.
Hayden had come by earlier that day to get his things. He walked in got his belongings and walked out, never saying a word to her. He did however take a long look at the roses on the table.
Now she was sitting alone in her bedroom reading Ron's note over and over again, a million thoughts racing through her head.
"Ugh" She yelled, throwing the note on the floor. "Why can't he just leave me alone?" she thought but really hoping he would walk through the bedroom door and kiss her.
"Why does love have to be so confusing?" She asked to no one in particular.
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"Just go see her!" Harry yelled to Ron. His head was floating in the middle of the Weasley fireplace.
"I can't just do that Harry, she obviously doesn't want to see me!" Was his response.
"Did she ever say those exact words to you?"
"Not Exactly"
"THEN GO SEE HER!!!" Harry yelled again as his head disappeared. Echoes of his voice were still ringing in Ron's ears when Ginny ran down stairs.
" Is Harry here?" she asked anxiously.
" Sorry Gin but he's not, I was talking to him through the fire. But he said he'd see you later.
"Ok" She said excitedly. Ron didn't know it yet, but Harry and Ginny had been dating for a few weeks now, and she didn't plan on telling him either.
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"Well here goes nothing" Ron said to no one in particular as he prepared himself to knock on Hermione's door.
"Knock, knock"
He stood there waiting for a few seconds until her heard her call "Coming"
Hermione walked to the door looking like a great big mess. She was still in her pajamas and it didn't look like she brushed her hair today. She wasn't sure why but there was a lurking feeling she was going to regret going to the door looking as she did.
Ron could hear he footsteps bringing her closer to the door, he could feel his heart beating faster with every step she took bringing her closer to him.
She put her hand on the cool brass doorknob and turned it. The sight on the other side of the door nearly made her scream. Instead "Ron!" was all she could get out.
"Hi Hermione" He said.
" What are you doing here?" She asked him not really wanting to believe he was standing right in front of her.
"I'm here to see you" he said. He was starting to think it was a bad idea to come in the first place but he couldn't give up, not now. "Can I come in?"
"Okay" She stepped aside and let him enter her apartment.
Suddenly she realized what she was wearing. "Will you excuse me for a moment Ron?" she asked not wanting him to see her fuzzy penguin pajamas.
"Sure" he said trying to stifle a laugh.
About five minutes later Hermione reemerged form her room. Her hair was brushed and she was in jeans and a brand now pheasant top. (of course she wants to look nice, even if she won't admit she loves him.)
She noticed Ron's eyes lit up when he saw her. He couldn't believe she could look that amazing in five minutes. It takes Ginny and hour just to do her hair, he said to himself.
"Would you like a cup of tea?" She asked.
"Sure"
When Hermione came back in the living room Ron was looking very serious. "Hermione I have something to tell you"
"Please don't let it be that he has a girlfriend" was what she thought, but all she said was "okay"
"I love you" He said, "I just thought you needed to hear that"
"I love you too Ron"
A/n: I am so sorry for how long it has taken to update this but I have so many things to do and I think my muse died. Oh wait I found her, she was hiding under my bed.( drags muse out from under bed kicking and screaming) I wonder why? It's not like I force her to do my chores or anything like that! Oh wait I do! Never mind.
Okay I'm gonna try to get the next chapter up by the 18. That's about two weeks so I'll have plenty of time to write the next chapter and make it a little longer. I look forward to reading everyone's reviews!!!!
Bye,
Trisana
