~*~His Angel~*~

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A/N- This is my first R/H fic posted on fanfiction.net. Plz bare with me, it may take awhile to post chapters as i have a life of my own, thanks... anyways i hope you enjoy my story! Happy reading ^_^

Ron yawned and stood up, crossing the common room to the window. His dreams had been blessed, yet again, to feature a certain special someone. He remembered her exact scent, her sparkling eyes. Just the way her hair felt against his chest as she cuddled closer to his dream-self, watching her chest rise and fall with the rapid pattern of her breathing. "Ron, I have to tell you something.." "What is it, angel?" "I... "

"But the dream is over now," Ron harshly reminded himself. "No need to keep thinking of.. my angel..." But his thoughts were interrupted as a hoarse, freshly awakened Harry opened his eyes to the new day. "Good Mornin' ma-aaate" he said, failing to stifle a yawn. Ron grinned. "Morning Harry.."

Ron watched as Harry pulled his jeans over the boxers that Ginny had bought him in Hogsmead last year. He could only wince as he remembered waking up to the sounds of them snogging as Harry held up the new boxers, with small snitches zooming across the fabric. His thoughts returned to Hermione once again, and it was in a daze that he began to dress and head down to breakfast in the Great Hall.

His ears went slighty pink as he sat down in the spot Harry had saved him, which happened to be right next to Hermione. "Morning Ron!" She smiled up at him, opening up her Class Schedule and sitting it up against her glass of Oj. Ron didn't answer, and silently prayed she didn't notice he was staring at her so avidly. He felt like he was in a trance.

"Since when have I ever even thought of her that way? Since when?" "I used to hate her guts, and now I can't even talk to her without turning red.. or without thinking about her in my dreams.."

Ginny and Harry were engaged in a lively conversation about the time she spent playing seeker on the Gryffindor team 5th year. Ron momentarily snapped back to life as Harry asked him when Quidditch try-outs were to be held. "Umm I dunno.. try asking Angelina.. merlin knows we need a whole new team if we're gonna stand a chance.."

Hermione rolled her eyes."Honestly, don't you all ever talk about things that matter? we're starting 6th year, and with it comes extra prefect responsibilities and.." "Yeah I agree Hermione." Ron cut her off. She looked shocked. She gave her a look that clearly said "Since when do you ever agree with me?" "Since now." he thought.