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A/N: Chapter Four - Fluff. Don't you just love it? Written in Hermione's PoV up until the '*'.
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Oh, man, Ginny, were you ever wrong! In no way, other than us being friends, do I like Ron. We're best friends, nothing more.
But, you know, he really is rather cute.
No. I did not just think that. Focus, Transfiguration, remember? He's one of my best friends, how could I think like that about him?
'Mione, you start thinking that way, and you could put your friendship in jeopardy!
Hang on, 'start'? I hate to admit this, but this is in no way the 'start' of my feelings for Ron. It's been awhile since I started, well, seeing him in a different light. I mean, don't get me wrong, his friendship has meant more to me than he could ever know. But for a while now, it seems I've wanted more than that.
I want him to know that I think he's kind, brave, self-sacrificing, generous. Stubborn, but in the best of ways! I want him to know how his friendship has kept me sane when life catches up to me. I want him to know that I'll be there, no matter what! I want him to know that the thought of him cheers me up when I'm feeling sad. I want him to know that his presence is comforting.
I want him to know that I love him for being there for me, for sticking up for me, for belching slugs for me! (Not the most romantic of gestures, but still incredibly sweet!)
Hold on. I did not just say I love him. No I did not.
Did I?
I did. Crap. And I do. I've fallen for my best friend! Well, I guess it had to happen eventually. But what am I going to do about it? I don't want to ruin everything we already have by wanting more! That seems pretty selfish. I don't want to ruin us by telling him. What if he doesn't feel the same way? He would never look at me the same way ever again!
But what if I never get to tell him, and he does feel the same way, like Ginny's been telling me? I could go every day of my life never knowing what could have happened! Is it worth that? Is that a risk I'm willing to take?
I've never been much of a risk taker. I've never really enjoyed putting myself on the line like that. But I don't think that this is one of those times that I can just stay bottled up. I know it will drive me slowly insane if I do! Wanting to be near him, and knowing I couldn't; wanting to be there for him, and knowing I couldn't, at least not as more than a friend; wanting to love him openly, and knowing I never could. I couldn't take that! I have to know how he feels, and he . . . he has to know how I feel.
I'm going to tell him. Now it's just a question of how, and when. Waiting for the right moment might prove as hard as keeping it all in forever.
I really hope this is he right thing to do.
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Hermione glanced over her shoulder at Ron, sitting a few rows behind. She spotted him nonchalantly trying to pass a note to Harry without making it look like he was trying to pass a note to Harry in case Professor McGonagall saw him passing the note to Harry and they got caught. You heard me.
Anywho, Hermione spotted Ron doing this and grinned because she knew that Professor McGonagall would catch them eventually. Ron glanced up and saw her watching him. They both turned their eyes away for a moment, blushed, and glanced back again. Hermione nearly laughed out loud. She couldn't help noticing how cute Ron looked when he got embarrassed. Ron couldn't help notice how perfectly perfect she was.
After a few more moments of the flirting-neither-realized-they-were-doing trick, Hermione turned back around and focused once again on the lesson. The bell rang moments later, but she remained seated anyway. She heard the scuffle of people moving for the exit, and also heard Harry call to Ron that he'd meet them later on in the Great Hall.
"Okay, Ginny, maybe you were right after all," Hermione thought to herself. "Maybe . . . "
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I'm sorry this chapter took so long! My dad stole my modem, and I haven't been able to access the Internet for a few days! Please Review!! Thanks!
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A/N: Chapter Four - Fluff. Don't you just love it? Written in Hermione's PoV up until the '*'.
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Oh, man, Ginny, were you ever wrong! In no way, other than us being friends, do I like Ron. We're best friends, nothing more.
But, you know, he really is rather cute.
No. I did not just think that. Focus, Transfiguration, remember? He's one of my best friends, how could I think like that about him?
'Mione, you start thinking that way, and you could put your friendship in jeopardy!
Hang on, 'start'? I hate to admit this, but this is in no way the 'start' of my feelings for Ron. It's been awhile since I started, well, seeing him in a different light. I mean, don't get me wrong, his friendship has meant more to me than he could ever know. But for a while now, it seems I've wanted more than that.
I want him to know that I think he's kind, brave, self-sacrificing, generous. Stubborn, but in the best of ways! I want him to know how his friendship has kept me sane when life catches up to me. I want him to know that I'll be there, no matter what! I want him to know that the thought of him cheers me up when I'm feeling sad. I want him to know that his presence is comforting.
I want him to know that I love him for being there for me, for sticking up for me, for belching slugs for me! (Not the most romantic of gestures, but still incredibly sweet!)
Hold on. I did not just say I love him. No I did not.
Did I?
I did. Crap. And I do. I've fallen for my best friend! Well, I guess it had to happen eventually. But what am I going to do about it? I don't want to ruin everything we already have by wanting more! That seems pretty selfish. I don't want to ruin us by telling him. What if he doesn't feel the same way? He would never look at me the same way ever again!
But what if I never get to tell him, and he does feel the same way, like Ginny's been telling me? I could go every day of my life never knowing what could have happened! Is it worth that? Is that a risk I'm willing to take?
I've never been much of a risk taker. I've never really enjoyed putting myself on the line like that. But I don't think that this is one of those times that I can just stay bottled up. I know it will drive me slowly insane if I do! Wanting to be near him, and knowing I couldn't; wanting to be there for him, and knowing I couldn't, at least not as more than a friend; wanting to love him openly, and knowing I never could. I couldn't take that! I have to know how he feels, and he . . . he has to know how I feel.
I'm going to tell him. Now it's just a question of how, and when. Waiting for the right moment might prove as hard as keeping it all in forever.
I really hope this is he right thing to do.
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Hermione glanced over her shoulder at Ron, sitting a few rows behind. She spotted him nonchalantly trying to pass a note to Harry without making it look like he was trying to pass a note to Harry in case Professor McGonagall saw him passing the note to Harry and they got caught. You heard me.
Anywho, Hermione spotted Ron doing this and grinned because she knew that Professor McGonagall would catch them eventually. Ron glanced up and saw her watching him. They both turned their eyes away for a moment, blushed, and glanced back again. Hermione nearly laughed out loud. She couldn't help noticing how cute Ron looked when he got embarrassed. Ron couldn't help notice how perfectly perfect she was.
After a few more moments of the flirting-neither-realized-they-were-doing trick, Hermione turned back around and focused once again on the lesson. The bell rang moments later, but she remained seated anyway. She heard the scuffle of people moving for the exit, and also heard Harry call to Ron that he'd meet them later on in the Great Hall.
"Okay, Ginny, maybe you were right after all," Hermione thought to herself. "Maybe . . . "
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I'm sorry this chapter took so long! My dad stole my modem, and I haven't been able to access the Internet for a few days! Please Review!! Thanks!
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