((For copyright reasons and I just really don't want
to go to jail, I say again, the characters in this
story are not mine. Well...except for Damon, but he's
sort of a jerk, so I don't want him *shrugs*. I left
ya at a cliffhanger again *laughs* well, read on))
~*FLASHBACK (Harry's P.O.V) *~
"Hey Harry" Ron said, walking into the Great Hall with his books and sitting down next to me as I took a bite of a slice of toast at the Gryffindor table. Ron grabbed out one of his books and began to flip through the pages. He got to the end of the book and flipped through the pages once again, but more rapidly as if he was looking for something. He kept repeating the procedure until I stopped him.
"What are you doing" I asked him rather confused?
Ron looked up from his book at me with a horrified face. "I... I left my letter in the common room."
"What letter?"
Ron looked panicked as he began to look through the pages of all his books. "She can't read it...what if she does read it... I can't let her read it."
"Ron, what are you talking about?" Before Ron could answer, Fred and George strolled up to us.
"C'mon Ron, Quidditch tryouts are in four minutes" Fred said.
"Yeah, c'mon" George added.
"But I..." Ron stuttered, looking more terrified.
"Go to tryouts, I'll go get the thing" I said as Ron's face lit up.
"Thanks a lot Harry. It's a scroll of paper with a lot of writing on it. It should be somewhere lying around the common room" Ron whispered to me so Fred and George couldn't hear. I nodded as Fred and George turned Ron around and pushed him out the door. I sighed as I stood up and walked to the common room. I went through the portrait hole and looked around the empty room ((or he thought)) for any sign of what I was supposed to find. I saw a scroll of paper on the table and walked towards it and picked it up. I quickly unrolled it and read it to make sure I had grabbed the right thing. I saw what it said and held myself from laughing and nodded and strolled out of the common room to the Quidditch Pitch to find Ron.
~* END OF FLASHBACK (And Harry's P.O.V.)~*
Hermione stayed on the ground, looking rather stunned. "Harry had written the letter? But... I mean... why?" She thought.
Harry walked down to the Quidditch Pitch where Ron was already flying high in the air on his Midnight Shadow twenty-six hundred broomstick that the school had let him use. Ron was pretty good at flying, with a proper broom, but the Midnight Shadow was pretty old and pretty slow, but Ron made the best of it. He zoomed back and forth, blocking the goals from Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell that were trying to get the quaffle through the goal. Ron wasn't as good as Wood had been, but then again, Wood played for four years. Angelina and Katie were having a rough time trying to get the quaffle through the goal. Fred blew a small silver whistle as the rest of the team flew down to the ground. Harry walked over to the circle of teammates.
"Okay, the choices for keeper are: Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, Hilary Mc Cain, and my little brother, Ronniekin Weasley" Fred said as Ron scowled at him. Fred and George handed out tiny slips of paper to each of the members on the team. "Write down the name of the keeper you want... yadayadaya."
After the votes had been tallied up, George began to read the votes out loud. "One vote for Dean, one vote for Ron, one vote for... what! Blimey, someone chose Neville Longbottom?" George looked over at the girls with risen eyebrows.
"What? I thought he had some potential" Katie Bell said as Neville's face turned to a shade of scarlet.
Fred and George rolled their eyes as George continued to read. "And, surprisingly, the rest of the votes are for Ronny" George finished as Ron beamed with delight, not even bothering to sneer at George for calling him Ronny.
~*~*~*~*~
"Where have you two been?" Hermione asked as Ron and Harry walked in the common room with very flushed faces.
"Quidditch tryouts" Ron said beaming with delight.
"Oh really... did you make the team?" She asked as she quickly looked up at Ron, then back down at her book. Ron nodded with enthusiasm.
"So what have you been doing? I didn't see you at breakfast" Harry said as Hermione went pale. She had completely forgotten about the letter until Harry mentioned it. She gulped and sat there horrified, not knowing what to do. Harry swiped his hand in front of her face. "Hello...Hermione?" Hermione snapped awake.
"What... oh... I decided to sleep in this morning" she stuttered.
"But I spoke to you this morning before breakfast" Ron said looking rather confused. Hermione had forgotten all about that too.
"Well... I... I went back to bed," Hermione said quickly as Ron raised an eyebrow. Harry shrugged and walked up the steps to the boys' dormitory. Ron kept his eyebrow raised and sat down next to Hermione.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked, changing his confused face into a concerned face.
Hermione turned towards him with a sad look. "Let's say... You think someone likes you as more than a friend... but you don't like him in that way" Hermione said as her eyes began to tear up. Ron was absolutely horrified. He hoped so badly that she wasn't talking about him. Ron bit his lip as she continued.
"It's just that I don't think that I could ever pretend to fancy someone to not hurt his feelings, again" she said as she suddenly stopped. She looked over at Ron as if she had said way too much.
"What do you mean again?" He asked suspiciously and confused.
"Did... Did I say that... well, I must have... well... I didn't mean that."
"Hermione, you are absolutely horrible at lying." She sighed and laid her face on her hand so that her mouth was covered. She mumbled something softly so that Ron couldn't hear. "What was that?"
She groaned and yelled loudly. "Fine! I never fancied Viktor... I just pretended to because he said he fancied me. So what could I have done? I couldn't stand him anymore! All he spoke about was Quidditch and himself. That's why I'm glad I broke up with him this summer!" Hermione began to pant from saying that way too fast. "So that's why I can't date Harry, because I don't want to do that..."
"Wait! What about Harry?" Ron said, using the same yelling tone that Hermione had used.
"I didn't actually sleep in this morning. After you left, I saw a piece of paper on my chair and read it." Ron's stomach churned. "It was a love letter to me, I was about to finish reading it when Harry walked in and I hid behind the couch. He took it and read it and put it in his pocket" Hermione said quickly, lowering her voice down to a whisper.
"She thinks Harry wrote the letter. Wait... did she say she never fancied Krum?" He thought. "You never fancied Krum?" Ron asked curiously.
Hermione sighed and put her hand on her forehead as a tear rolled down her cheek. "No, of course not." Ron felt the sudden urge to smile but stopped himself when he saw a tear roll down her cheek. She looked down at the ground and he took his hand and pulled her chin back up so she was looking directly at him. Another tear rolled down her cheek and Ron brushed it away with his thumb and smiled at her. She smiled back and slowly stood up, as he did the same. She threw her arms around his neck and gently kissed him on the cheek. Ron's face reddened. As she pulled away from him.
"You're such a great listener Ron. I'm so glad you're my friend."
Ron sighed and took a step back. He decided to do one thing. He began to whisper slowly. "Not a day goes by that I do not think of you. But I fear that you will never feel the same. I cannot think of many words to say that wont make me regret it. The way you look at me with your caring eyes makes me love you even more. Ever since I saw you for the first time I knew how I felt" Ron gulped and pushed himself to continue. "I knew that I truly, truly loved you."
Hermione stood there for a moment with a confused expression on her face. She shook her head as if she was in a certain trance and looked back up at him with an odd expression. "Did... did Harry let you read it?" ((I know, don't you just want to smack Hermione for being so clueless))
Ron looked dumbfounded. "Hermione! Harry didn't write the letter, I d.... I don't know who wrote it... I read it this morning" Ron wanted to smack himself for not telling her the truth.
"It ... It wasn't from Harry? Then why did he pick it up?"
"He... he must have been told to by someone else to get it for them" Ron said, putting his hands in his pockets and looking down to the ground.
"What if it was from Damon?" Hermione's sad face abruptly lit up. "Oh... I have to go tell him" she squealed with laughter as she quickly walked out of the common room looking for Damon. Ron smacked his forehead and swore loudly.
((A/N: You didn't actually think that the letter was from Harry, did you? In the next chapter I'll begin doing more stuff that doesn't have to do with HG/RW fluff and stuff. The next chapter should actually be really confusing, so I warn you now. Thank you all my reviewers: Hermione-Weasley Yami-Inyuasha: Why did you need to look for it? I send you the chapters each week, lol Tsunami Wave : Don't worry, there will be some HP/GW stuff. and Sunshine Stargirl
Preview for next chapter-
"Thanks Ron" Hermione smiled as he stumbled along.
"Anything for you Mione" Hermione looked at him oddly. He had a rather goofy grin on his face... he had turned delusional.
~*FLASHBACK (Harry's P.O.V) *~
"Hey Harry" Ron said, walking into the Great Hall with his books and sitting down next to me as I took a bite of a slice of toast at the Gryffindor table. Ron grabbed out one of his books and began to flip through the pages. He got to the end of the book and flipped through the pages once again, but more rapidly as if he was looking for something. He kept repeating the procedure until I stopped him.
"What are you doing" I asked him rather confused?
Ron looked up from his book at me with a horrified face. "I... I left my letter in the common room."
"What letter?"
Ron looked panicked as he began to look through the pages of all his books. "She can't read it...what if she does read it... I can't let her read it."
"Ron, what are you talking about?" Before Ron could answer, Fred and George strolled up to us.
"C'mon Ron, Quidditch tryouts are in four minutes" Fred said.
"Yeah, c'mon" George added.
"But I..." Ron stuttered, looking more terrified.
"Go to tryouts, I'll go get the thing" I said as Ron's face lit up.
"Thanks a lot Harry. It's a scroll of paper with a lot of writing on it. It should be somewhere lying around the common room" Ron whispered to me so Fred and George couldn't hear. I nodded as Fred and George turned Ron around and pushed him out the door. I sighed as I stood up and walked to the common room. I went through the portrait hole and looked around the empty room ((or he thought)) for any sign of what I was supposed to find. I saw a scroll of paper on the table and walked towards it and picked it up. I quickly unrolled it and read it to make sure I had grabbed the right thing. I saw what it said and held myself from laughing and nodded and strolled out of the common room to the Quidditch Pitch to find Ron.
~* END OF FLASHBACK (And Harry's P.O.V.)~*
Hermione stayed on the ground, looking rather stunned. "Harry had written the letter? But... I mean... why?" She thought.
Harry walked down to the Quidditch Pitch where Ron was already flying high in the air on his Midnight Shadow twenty-six hundred broomstick that the school had let him use. Ron was pretty good at flying, with a proper broom, but the Midnight Shadow was pretty old and pretty slow, but Ron made the best of it. He zoomed back and forth, blocking the goals from Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell that were trying to get the quaffle through the goal. Ron wasn't as good as Wood had been, but then again, Wood played for four years. Angelina and Katie were having a rough time trying to get the quaffle through the goal. Fred blew a small silver whistle as the rest of the team flew down to the ground. Harry walked over to the circle of teammates.
"Okay, the choices for keeper are: Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, Hilary Mc Cain, and my little brother, Ronniekin Weasley" Fred said as Ron scowled at him. Fred and George handed out tiny slips of paper to each of the members on the team. "Write down the name of the keeper you want... yadayadaya."
After the votes had been tallied up, George began to read the votes out loud. "One vote for Dean, one vote for Ron, one vote for... what! Blimey, someone chose Neville Longbottom?" George looked over at the girls with risen eyebrows.
"What? I thought he had some potential" Katie Bell said as Neville's face turned to a shade of scarlet.
Fred and George rolled their eyes as George continued to read. "And, surprisingly, the rest of the votes are for Ronny" George finished as Ron beamed with delight, not even bothering to sneer at George for calling him Ronny.
~*~*~*~*~
"Where have you two been?" Hermione asked as Ron and Harry walked in the common room with very flushed faces.
"Quidditch tryouts" Ron said beaming with delight.
"Oh really... did you make the team?" She asked as she quickly looked up at Ron, then back down at her book. Ron nodded with enthusiasm.
"So what have you been doing? I didn't see you at breakfast" Harry said as Hermione went pale. She had completely forgotten about the letter until Harry mentioned it. She gulped and sat there horrified, not knowing what to do. Harry swiped his hand in front of her face. "Hello...Hermione?" Hermione snapped awake.
"What... oh... I decided to sleep in this morning" she stuttered.
"But I spoke to you this morning before breakfast" Ron said looking rather confused. Hermione had forgotten all about that too.
"Well... I... I went back to bed," Hermione said quickly as Ron raised an eyebrow. Harry shrugged and walked up the steps to the boys' dormitory. Ron kept his eyebrow raised and sat down next to Hermione.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked, changing his confused face into a concerned face.
Hermione turned towards him with a sad look. "Let's say... You think someone likes you as more than a friend... but you don't like him in that way" Hermione said as her eyes began to tear up. Ron was absolutely horrified. He hoped so badly that she wasn't talking about him. Ron bit his lip as she continued.
"It's just that I don't think that I could ever pretend to fancy someone to not hurt his feelings, again" she said as she suddenly stopped. She looked over at Ron as if she had said way too much.
"What do you mean again?" He asked suspiciously and confused.
"Did... Did I say that... well, I must have... well... I didn't mean that."
"Hermione, you are absolutely horrible at lying." She sighed and laid her face on her hand so that her mouth was covered. She mumbled something softly so that Ron couldn't hear. "What was that?"
She groaned and yelled loudly. "Fine! I never fancied Viktor... I just pretended to because he said he fancied me. So what could I have done? I couldn't stand him anymore! All he spoke about was Quidditch and himself. That's why I'm glad I broke up with him this summer!" Hermione began to pant from saying that way too fast. "So that's why I can't date Harry, because I don't want to do that..."
"Wait! What about Harry?" Ron said, using the same yelling tone that Hermione had used.
"I didn't actually sleep in this morning. After you left, I saw a piece of paper on my chair and read it." Ron's stomach churned. "It was a love letter to me, I was about to finish reading it when Harry walked in and I hid behind the couch. He took it and read it and put it in his pocket" Hermione said quickly, lowering her voice down to a whisper.
"She thinks Harry wrote the letter. Wait... did she say she never fancied Krum?" He thought. "You never fancied Krum?" Ron asked curiously.
Hermione sighed and put her hand on her forehead as a tear rolled down her cheek. "No, of course not." Ron felt the sudden urge to smile but stopped himself when he saw a tear roll down her cheek. She looked down at the ground and he took his hand and pulled her chin back up so she was looking directly at him. Another tear rolled down her cheek and Ron brushed it away with his thumb and smiled at her. She smiled back and slowly stood up, as he did the same. She threw her arms around his neck and gently kissed him on the cheek. Ron's face reddened. As she pulled away from him.
"You're such a great listener Ron. I'm so glad you're my friend."
Ron sighed and took a step back. He decided to do one thing. He began to whisper slowly. "Not a day goes by that I do not think of you. But I fear that you will never feel the same. I cannot think of many words to say that wont make me regret it. The way you look at me with your caring eyes makes me love you even more. Ever since I saw you for the first time I knew how I felt" Ron gulped and pushed himself to continue. "I knew that I truly, truly loved you."
Hermione stood there for a moment with a confused expression on her face. She shook her head as if she was in a certain trance and looked back up at him with an odd expression. "Did... did Harry let you read it?" ((I know, don't you just want to smack Hermione for being so clueless))
Ron looked dumbfounded. "Hermione! Harry didn't write the letter, I d.... I don't know who wrote it... I read it this morning" Ron wanted to smack himself for not telling her the truth.
"It ... It wasn't from Harry? Then why did he pick it up?"
"He... he must have been told to by someone else to get it for them" Ron said, putting his hands in his pockets and looking down to the ground.
"What if it was from Damon?" Hermione's sad face abruptly lit up. "Oh... I have to go tell him" she squealed with laughter as she quickly walked out of the common room looking for Damon. Ron smacked his forehead and swore loudly.
((A/N: You didn't actually think that the letter was from Harry, did you? In the next chapter I'll begin doing more stuff that doesn't have to do with HG/RW fluff and stuff. The next chapter should actually be really confusing, so I warn you now. Thank you all my reviewers: Hermione-Weasley Yami-Inyuasha: Why did you need to look for it? I send you the chapters each week, lol Tsunami Wave : Don't worry, there will be some HP/GW stuff. and Sunshine Stargirl
Preview for next chapter-
"Thanks Ron" Hermione smiled as he stumbled along.
"Anything for you Mione" Hermione looked at him oddly. He had a rather goofy grin on his face... he had turned delusional.
