Winning Her Love

A Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger Fanfic

By: Courtney

Author's Notes: Hey! Wow I haven't written a fanfic in the longest time! But I don't know why I am writing this. I guess I am in the writing mood right now and I'm really bored…I really do hope that I actually finish this. But oh well! I have a pretty good idea of this story…but I am making it up as I go along! So this is my first Harry Potter Fanfic and I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: My name is Courtney, not JK Rowling. So don't sue!

Before Reading: This kind of doesn't follow the 5th book and the war and Order and everything cause I am still reading it hehe!

Chapter One

Love From, Hermione

Dear Ron,

Hey Ron! How are you? I've just been fine really – it's been very dull around here. Did you hear from Harry yet? I really hope he's fine right now – his relatives really aren't that nice are they? I hope they have been treating him fine…Anyway, I hope you have been working on your homework, Ron! That Potions essay that Snape assigned us has been very dreadful, but I did two feet longer than he assigned us and I hope he wont mind. Anyway, write back as soon as you can!

Love from,

Hermione

I re-read the last two lines that she wrote in her letter twice, making sure I wasn't dreaming.

'Did she say…the four letter word?' thought Ron. Ron could feel his ears burning, along with his face.

'Wait a second…did I just think that? No of course not! She won't think of me in that way!' thought Ron. He tried to shake off that thought. But no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get it out of his head. He sighed in frustration and fell on his bright orange bedspread, featuring the Chudley Cannons.

'Bloody Hell! Why do I keep on thinking about this? I shouldn't care about these things! She wouldn't think of me in that way and I wouldn't think that way about her either! We're just friends and we're going to keep it that way! Besides…she'll never think of me in that way! She cares too much about her Vicky Poo…'

At this thought, Ron mentally kicked himself. He sighed again in frustration and scowled at himself.

'Merlin! Why in bloody hell do I keep on doing this? I shouldn't care about her going out with Vicky P-…Krum! I mean who cares if he is an ugly git! Who cares if he's going out with Hermione…'

After this thought, Ron fumed. He could feel a pang of jealousy as he thought this. He scowled at himself again.

'What is wrong with me? Why do I get jealous of Krum all the time? I mean…I used to admire that prat! I used to envy him of being a great, world-known seeker but never get jealous of him! I mean ever since Hermione went out with him and went to the Yule Ball with him, I started being a Krum-figurine-killer! No! I will not be jealous! I will not be jealous!'

Ron lay down on his bed, his head resting on his pillow. He sighed deeply. This was just another one of his mental conflicts with himself. This was only one out of a million. Ever since the beginning of fourth year he started having these arguments with himself. He hated when he did that. He thought it was a phase or something but he knew it wasn't. He closed his eyes…trying to clear his mind. It wasn't working though. All he remembered were some random flashbacks…

In his 2nd year, he remembered all the times Malfoy made an insult on Hermione. He specifically remembered him yelling, "You'll pay for that one Malfoy!" and barfing up slugs because of his wand. He remembered one of the worst moments of his life, when he saw Hermione petrified – her eyes wide open. He also remembered overcoming his fear of spiders and going into the Forbidden Forest. He remembered yet one of the happiest moments when he saw Hermione, running down toward Harry – alive.

He remembered in his third year how he fought with Hermione constantly – getting worse in their fourth year. He particularly remembered the worst fight he had with Hermione in that year – right after the Yule Ball. He had never felt so jealous in that year.

The happiest moment he had yet was before his first Quidditch match as being a keeper, when Hermione kissed him on the cheek…

Ron opened his eyes and stood up, just realizing something he never noticed before. All those flashbacks, everything! It made total sense to him now! In the flashbacks it explained why he faced his fears of spiders and being in the Forbidden Forest, why he was so scared for Hermione, why he was so jealous, why he constantly fought with her, all the mental arguments with himself. Even all the fights he had with Malfoy were all because of…

'Hermione…' thought Ron slowly, in disbelief.

'This was all about Hermione! Every thing…how could I be such a clueless git? Of course everything was about Hermione! Every single thing! How could I be so stupid! I…I fancy her! I actually fancy her!' thought Ron. He was surprised that he actually confessed that to himself. But then he started to think again…all those years! It wasn't just a small crush or an infatuation! It was all because of a four-letter L word.

'Like? No…I don't like her! That's such an understatement to what I am feeling right now…'

Ron looked at the letter Hermione sent again. He stared at it again.

Love from,

Hermione

'I…love Hermione!' gasped Ron aloud.

Author's Note: What do you think? Not much of a cliffhanger…its not supposed to be one but it sounds like it! Please read and review! I'll only continue and put up a new chapter if people review so review!