Ron lay awake in his bed; he knew it was late but he just couldn't sleep. Instead he just lay awake only hearing Harry's steady breathing on the other side of the room and his clock ticking next to his bed. Ron had a big smile on his face that was there all evening, except when he was with Hermione and Harry, he didn't want to arouse any suspicion by them from acting happier than he already was. But, he didn't know what to do though. How was he going to tell her? When was he going to tell her? He couldn't think of anything, and he fell asleep trying to think of something. He only slept for a few hours only to wake up again at 6 to go outside and sit under his tree, like all the other mornings to think.
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Hermione was asleep, meaning she used to be asleep but she was awakened by her own eagerness to go and talk with Ron. She rolled over slowly so she would be lying on her back. She stared deep in thought up at the ceiling. The early morning sun was seeping in through the curtains and filling in the room a little. She sighed and looked at her watch, it was 6:30. She sighed again; she was going to take her biggest risk and go through with Ginny's plan. She sat up on her bed and looked around for her robe. She found it on a chair and she walked over and put it on. She quietly tip toed to the window on the other side of the room to see of Ginny was right and Ron really did wake up this early to sit under a tree. She moved the curtain aside a little to take a peek. Ginny was right.
Ron was sitting there holding his knees to his chest and his hair was sticking up wildly. Hermione couldn't help but smile, he was always so adorable in the morning, she said to herself as she walked away from the window to look for her slippers. She then went to the door to go outside and walked through the door to go and talk with Ron. She smiled at the thought.
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Ron was looking at the distance fog outside, and just enjoying the brisk feeling of the outside. He sat thinking about how and when he would tell Hermione, until he heard the door open in the distance. He turned his head sharply to the noise thinking it was one of his annoying family members; it wasn't. He saw a light blue robe on the girl he had been thinking about and the girl with her hair down and frizzy. He always thought that was her best feature, straight or not, her hair was the cutest thing.
He gaped as she walked towards him, the light breeze blowing her hair a little in the wind and her wrapping her arms tighter around herself. She half smiled at him and Ron controlled himself from turning a shade of pink. He returned her half smile and just stared until she finally reached him. She stood a foot away from him and she looked down into his blue eyes as he looked into her brown ones.
"Ronald Weasley, you would have to be the last person I would ever have thought to be awake this early," Hermione said in a superior voice as she emphasized her looking down upon him. Ron smiled but looked away shyly.
"Are you just going to stand there and be surprised I'm awake at this time, or are you going to sit?" Ron said looking back up at Hermione with a smirk. Hermione narrowed her eyes playfully, and then decided to sit down next to him. Ron was looking away because he didn't want to look at Hermione just so close to him at that moment. Hermione was starting to wonder if Ginny was right or not, Ron was always the person she couldn't understand all the time.
Just when Hermione was having her doubts Ron turned to look at her. He had the most crystal blue eyes she ever saw and she was awestruck by them. Hermione bit her bottom lip as they continued to stare at each other for a long time. Ron then had the sudden urge to touch her face, it looked so creamy and smooth, but he decided it was best not to. He thought over the good things that could happen from his touch, but then thought of the bad. ARGH! Ron thought inside his head, but didn't show it since he didn't want to break the contact between them. Then he gave into the good things that could happen and slowly lifted his hand and gently stroked her cheek.
Hermione closed her eyes to his touch; his hand was so soft against her cheek. She opened her eyes to look at Ron; you could see the slightest hint of a smile forming. Hermione's hand ran along Ron's skin on his sleeveless arm and she locked her eyes with his.
Ron dropped his hand and left it on the ground while he looked at Hermione. He looked down for a second and smirked, "I've wanted to do that for a while." He looked up at her, and he saw her smile. She then took his hand in hers and they sat holding hands for a little bit. Ron then finally looked away and squeezed Hermione's hand.
"Ginny told you huh?" Ron asked. Hermione laughed a little and nodded. "I knew it." Ron looked back at Hermione and leaned closer to her. "Hermione, I love you, I don't know what I could do without you either." Ron leaned his forehead against hers and Hermione still smiled as he continued. "I don't want to have a fit if someone asks you out; I want you to be mine." Hermione squeezed his hand just like he did to her minutes before.
"I was always yours Ron," Hermione said as she let go of his hand and hugged him tightly around the neck. Ron hugged her waist and smiled to himself. Hermione was smiling also and she whispered "I love you," after a few minutes into the hug.
They stayed holding each other for a long time until they both let go and sat next to each other with Hermione's head leaning against his shoulder and Ron holding her hand.
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Hermione was asleep, meaning she used to be asleep but she was awakened by her own eagerness to go and talk with Ron. She rolled over slowly so she would be lying on her back. She stared deep in thought up at the ceiling. The early morning sun was seeping in through the curtains and filling in the room a little. She sighed and looked at her watch, it was 6:30. She sighed again; she was going to take her biggest risk and go through with Ginny's plan. She sat up on her bed and looked around for her robe. She found it on a chair and she walked over and put it on. She quietly tip toed to the window on the other side of the room to see of Ginny was right and Ron really did wake up this early to sit under a tree. She moved the curtain aside a little to take a peek. Ginny was right.
Ron was sitting there holding his knees to his chest and his hair was sticking up wildly. Hermione couldn't help but smile, he was always so adorable in the morning, she said to herself as she walked away from the window to look for her slippers. She then went to the door to go outside and walked through the door to go and talk with Ron. She smiled at the thought.
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Ron was looking at the distance fog outside, and just enjoying the brisk feeling of the outside. He sat thinking about how and when he would tell Hermione, until he heard the door open in the distance. He turned his head sharply to the noise thinking it was one of his annoying family members; it wasn't. He saw a light blue robe on the girl he had been thinking about and the girl with her hair down and frizzy. He always thought that was her best feature, straight or not, her hair was the cutest thing.
He gaped as she walked towards him, the light breeze blowing her hair a little in the wind and her wrapping her arms tighter around herself. She half smiled at him and Ron controlled himself from turning a shade of pink. He returned her half smile and just stared until she finally reached him. She stood a foot away from him and she looked down into his blue eyes as he looked into her brown ones.
"Ronald Weasley, you would have to be the last person I would ever have thought to be awake this early," Hermione said in a superior voice as she emphasized her looking down upon him. Ron smiled but looked away shyly.
"Are you just going to stand there and be surprised I'm awake at this time, or are you going to sit?" Ron said looking back up at Hermione with a smirk. Hermione narrowed her eyes playfully, and then decided to sit down next to him. Ron was looking away because he didn't want to look at Hermione just so close to him at that moment. Hermione was starting to wonder if Ginny was right or not, Ron was always the person she couldn't understand all the time.
Just when Hermione was having her doubts Ron turned to look at her. He had the most crystal blue eyes she ever saw and she was awestruck by them. Hermione bit her bottom lip as they continued to stare at each other for a long time. Ron then had the sudden urge to touch her face, it looked so creamy and smooth, but he decided it was best not to. He thought over the good things that could happen from his touch, but then thought of the bad. ARGH! Ron thought inside his head, but didn't show it since he didn't want to break the contact between them. Then he gave into the good things that could happen and slowly lifted his hand and gently stroked her cheek.
Hermione closed her eyes to his touch; his hand was so soft against her cheek. She opened her eyes to look at Ron; you could see the slightest hint of a smile forming. Hermione's hand ran along Ron's skin on his sleeveless arm and she locked her eyes with his.
Ron dropped his hand and left it on the ground while he looked at Hermione. He looked down for a second and smirked, "I've wanted to do that for a while." He looked up at her, and he saw her smile. She then took his hand in hers and they sat holding hands for a little bit. Ron then finally looked away and squeezed Hermione's hand.
"Ginny told you huh?" Ron asked. Hermione laughed a little and nodded. "I knew it." Ron looked back at Hermione and leaned closer to her. "Hermione, I love you, I don't know what I could do without you either." Ron leaned his forehead against hers and Hermione still smiled as he continued. "I don't want to have a fit if someone asks you out; I want you to be mine." Hermione squeezed his hand just like he did to her minutes before.
"I was always yours Ron," Hermione said as she let go of his hand and hugged him tightly around the neck. Ron hugged her waist and smiled to himself. Hermione was smiling also and she whispered "I love you," after a few minutes into the hug.
They stayed holding each other for a long time until they both let go and sat next to each other with Hermione's head leaning against his shoulder and Ron holding her hand.