A/N: Bwahahaha! Thankies for the commenties peoples!! ^_^ That's probably all that will get me through
writing this... If I can't write it in one sitting, I ususally have a very hard time getting the motivation to write
it back... But I'm working on it! So here's Chapter One! XD
I'm afraid it might sound a wee bit odd. Tell me if you think it's too fast/too slow/just right...etc. Oh and tell
me if you think I'm getting monotonous anywhere...thankies!!! Much appreciated ;D
But anyway, this is actually a long piece of work! It's like six pages! That's a lot for me! So hopefully, I'll be
able to keep it up ^_^
Anyway, enjoy the fic and R&R!!
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The next day after lunch, Hermione and Ron had already gotten into a row about who should
apologize about the fight from the day before. When Ron stormed out the back door and Hermione let out a
furious yell as she stalked up stairs Harry and Bill exchanged a glance. "Shall we commence Mission:
Deception?" Bill asked with a grin.
Harry raised his eyebrows, "Mission: Deception? Have you been watching Muggle movies?"
Bill gave him an odd look, "No, I just thought the mission needed a title."
"Oh. Well all right then. Yeah, now's a good time I think. We should get Charlie too… Where are the
twins and Ginny?"
"I'm not sure… I think it'd be better if we used Gin though. Ron's got a pretty good bond with her and
he'd probably be more likely to believe her," Bill replied.
"All right, sounds good to me."
Just then the back door opened again and Charlie walked in looking warily back outside. He glanced
at Bill and Harry, "Another argument already?"
Harry smirked, "Saw Ron, did you?"
Charlie grinned, "He was a bit hard to miss, cursing under his breath and stomping around like a
dragon. He went up in the old oak tree out back to cool off."
Harry's face lit up. "Oh really? He didn't see you did he?"
He shook his head, "Nah, I avoided him."
"Brilliant!" Harry grinned, "Just let me go get Gin and we'll go out and start the first attempt!" He
quickly turned and ran up the stairs, stopping at Ginny's room. He knocked lightly. "Gin?"
"Come in!"
He opened the door to find Ginny laying on her bed with a copy of Witch Weekly and the radio turned
up on a song from a wizarding band Harry wasn't familiar with. "Gin? Are you busy?" he asked tentatively. He
was surprised to find that her room wasn't nearly as girly as he had expected. There was no pink and nothing
frilly anywhere. It was decorated in a nice soft green colour with darker green accents and a sort of ivy theme
through out. It was actually rather nice.
Ginny looked up, a blush tingeing her cheeks. "Oh, Harry…hullo. No I'm not busy, why?"
"Well, Ron and Hermione have just gotten into a row and it seems like now would be a good time to
start with the plan," Harry said, a sly grin creeping across his face.
Ginny grinned back, "Oh really? All right, let's go!" She bounced off the bed and joined him at the door
her brown eyes sparkling with mischief. "Come on, this'll be fun. Who are we going for first?"
"Ron. He's out back in the tree and it'll be easy to pretend we don't know he's there. Besides, I think
he'll be the one who's harder to convince," Harry explained as they walked down stairs.
Ginny nodded, "You're probably right, he's a stubborn git, and a bit thick besides."
"OI! Wait a minute!"
"Hey! George!" Ginny glared at him, trying to push his arm away.
"What's all this about the plan? You're starting now?" Fred said from George's side.
"Yes, now let us go!"
"We want to help!"
"Yeah, that's right! We want to help," George confirmed.
Harry looked at them skeptically, "I don't think that you can do anything at this point… Ron'll think you
two're playing a joke on him."
Fred and George exchanged a look. "Oh. Right. 'Suppose he would think that, wouldn't he?"
"Yep, probably."
"Blast it…"
"Don't worry, though," Harry assured them, "I don't know if this'll work…I'll figure something out so
you can help."
The twins brightened immediately, "Right then! Let's go. We're watching from the window."
Harry grinned. "All right, come on." The group trooped downstairs where they joined Bill and Charlie
again. "The twins want to watch. D'you mind sitting out on this one Charlie? Bill reckons that Ron will listen to
Ginny more."
Charlie grinned and ruffled Ginny's hair much to her chagrin. "Nah, I don't mind. It'll be fun to watch!"
"Good, come on then. Remember, we're only to talk about Hermione and how utterly mad she is
about Ron, all right?"
"Right."
The trio strolled outside into the sunlight and Harry relaxed as the warmth washed over him. This was
going to be fun. He smiled and looked at Ginny. Speaking quietly he said, "Why don't you start?" She grinned
and nodded, then she switched gears immediately and stretched.
"Mmmm… The weather's been so nice lately. Come on, we'll sit here so we can talk about
Hermione's problem." She plopped down on the grass beneath the tree and Harry and Bill joined her leisurely.
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Up in the tree, Ron's ears perked up when he heard Ginny's voice. Then he heard Hermione's name
and his face darkened considerably. Unfortunately, he couldn't help hearing.
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"So what's this about Hermione's problem? Is something wrong?" Bill asked, glancing upward to see if
they'd gotten Ron's attention. Unfortunately, he couldn't see through the foliage.
Harry nodded glumly, "Oh yeah. It's bad…she's been really upset and she cries all the time when
Ron's not around."
Ginny agreed, "Yep. She says she cries her self to sleep every night… I'm getting really worried about
her."
Bill leaned back on his hands, "And you think it has something to do with Ron?"
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Above them, Ron's face had slowly changed to a look of curiosity and slight worry. He turned over,
peering down at the group to hear better.
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Harry and Ginny exchanged a glance and a small smile that Ron wouldn't see. "Definitely."
"She says she's in love with Ron," Ginny said grimly. She stifled a giggle as she heard Ron nearly fall
out of the tree.
Bill could hardly keep a grin off his face. "You've got to be kidding! In love with *Ron*? The way they
fight?"
"It's hard to believe isn't it?" Harry said shaking his head, "But the way she acts…"
Ginny nodded, "I don't know what else you could call it. She's madly in love with him, and it's killing her
keeping it hidden like this."
"Well then why doesn't she just tell him?" Bill asked, leaning forward.
"Are you kidding? Ron would just make fun of her. It would be terrible… It's better for her to just keep it
inside. I just hope she gets over him soon. She could always go out with some one else… I don't understand
why she couldn't like you Harry, everything would be much simpler," she added.
Harry blushed, raising an eyebrow at her, "Me? I could never spend that much time around her. I
mean, I like her and all, but she and I would drive each other mad."
"Well then maybe Seamus or Dean…even Neville would be better!" Ginny said, ignoring the significant
look her older brother was shooting at her.
Harry grinned, "Yeah I guess. She doesn't really care about them though." He leaned in towards the
two of them. "I think we've done it…now we're just babbling…"
Bill nodded, "Let's finish up and leave him alone to think. He'll mull over it for ages if I know him."
They sat back again and Harry said raising his voice again, "Yeah, it's probably best if Ron never
finds out. It'll just make Hermione even more miserable to have him teasing her about it all the time."
Ginny smiled, "We should be getting back inside. Mum'll wonder where we are, and dinner's in an hour
or two."
"Right then." As Bill got up, he shot one more glance up at the canopy and saw Ron quickly pull back
behind one of the branches. He started towards the house with the other two and put a hand on each of their
shoulders, grinning. "We did it mates! I'll bet you he bought the whole thing!"
Harry grinned back at him. "Good, we can start on Hermione tomorrow. We have to give him a little time
to think, but not too much."
"Excellent."
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Ron was stunned to say the least. He'd never in a million years have guessed that *Hermione*, the
constant nag in his life, would have been in *love* with him. But there it was—Harry, Ginny, and Bill had all
agreed that she was madly in love with him. And Merlin, he had to be in love with her too… He'd wanted to
pummel Ginny when she said that Hermione should go out with someone else. Let alone *Harry*. Just thinking
about it made him want to hit something.
He turned over, sitting up on the tree branch and gazed back at the house. Maybe it had all been a
trick. Maybe Fred and George recruited their help. But then again, they had sounded rather distraught and
Ron really didn't think they were that good at acting. So then it had to be the truth. His thoughts drifted to
Hermione, and the way she made him furious nagging him about schoolwork, the way she had looked at the
ball, the way she looked in her Muggle clothes, Merlin, she was pretty… He even rather liked her bushy hair to
be honest.
A small smile crept across his face. Well that was it. He'd have to go and tell Hermione that he was
going to like her back. Then he frowned. That was, if she would even speak to him…
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Harry, Ginny, and Bill were assaulted by the twins and Charlie as they walked in who were grinning like
idiots. "Merlin, that was the funniest thing I've ever saw. It took him a few minutes, but he finally turned and
started listening to you on purpose," Charlie said excitedly.
"I think he was shocked," Fred said grinning.
"Oh yes, quite shocked," George agreed smirking.
"Whatever you said at the end—"
"Yeah, whatever it was—"
"He turned red—"
"So *red*—"
"He was seething!"
"It was brilliant."
"Absolutely spiffing."
"All right! Fred, George! We get the point," Bill said, rolling his eyes and stopping their flow of speech.
Harry grinned. "We've decided to try the same with Hermione tomorrow and then we can try
something else if that doesn't motivate either of them."
"So who's doing the honors tomorrow?" Charlie asked.
"I think it'll be best if it's just Ginny and I… Hermione knows us best and she's more likely to trust us,"
Harry said, a very faint blush touching his cheeks. None of the Weasleys noticed.
"All right. Where at?"
Harry shrugged, "I dunno. We'll have to figure something out so Ron won't come barging in and so
she won't know we know she's listening."
"Oh, we can take care of Ron for a bit," Charlie said waving a hand, "We'll just take him and go
practice Quidditch."
"I've got it!" Ginny said excitedly, "I'll talk to Mum about it and tell her what we're doing! She can ask
Hermione to help her with baking or something. I'll just come up with an excuse so that Harry and I can stage
the conversation!"
Fred and George both grinned. "That's our baby sister!"
"Most definitely!"
"Excellent!"
"Enough, you two!" Bill snapped. "Merlin, you have enough energy to keep ten six-year-olds going for
a year! Honestly… But it is a good idea Gin, you can do that tonight and then you can put it into action
tomorrow." The group smiled at each other, pleased. A moment later, Ron appeared through the door. They
all turned to look at him. Ron flushed under their stares. "Er…hullo..."
"Done sulking were you?" Fred commented.
Ron glared at him, "Shut up, Fred. It's none of your business."
"Ickle Ronniekins was moping off in a corner!" George joined in, quite loudly and the others couldn't
help but snigger a little.
Ron's face darkened in colour and he chose to ignore them, stalking right between the twins and
Charlie. The group laughed but it ended rather quickly as Bill asked a question.
"You don't think he'll actually talk to her about it tonight, do you?" he said.
Harry frowned. "He might. Ah well, that'd just mean they got together sooner." He shrugged.
"Want to play chess, Harry?" Charlie asked.
"Sure…"
"Why don't you go talk to Mum Ginny," Bill said, "I'll go with you."
"All right…"
And so the group slowly dispersed, off to entertain themselves for the evening until something came
along.
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Upstairs, however, Ron was standing outside Ginny's room, debating whether or not he wanted to
knock. Finally, getting a burst of courage, he did.
"Come in!"
He opened the door slowly, peering inside anxiously. "Hermione?" She was sitting on the bed wearing
her pajamas already and her hair was wet. Ron blushed thinking she must have just gotten out of the shower.
She looked up and Ron noticed she did not look pleased to see him.
"What do you want Ron?" she asked, picking up a brush.
He stepped inside the room and began looking at everything but Hermione. "Er…Hermione…I wanted
to…er…talk to you…about…stuff…"
Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. "Well then, talk."
Ron glanced at her and felt his heart plummet into his stomach. "I—I—er—er—" Merlin, he couldn't
do it. "D'you wanna play a game?" he finished lamely.
Hermione sighed, "Is that all?"
"Er…yeah…" Ron muttered, feeling his ears and his cheeks heat up.
"Maybe in a while Ron…I need to dry my hair…"
"Er…all right…I'll just…er… go now…" He quickly stepped outside the door and closed it. Then he
proceeded to drop his head on the railing with a dull thud. He'd been so close…and he *choked*. Sighing, he
turned and shuffled downstairs.
Maybe tomorrow.
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writing this... If I can't write it in one sitting, I ususally have a very hard time getting the motivation to write
it back... But I'm working on it! So here's Chapter One! XD
I'm afraid it might sound a wee bit odd. Tell me if you think it's too fast/too slow/just right...etc. Oh and tell
me if you think I'm getting monotonous anywhere...thankies!!! Much appreciated ;D
But anyway, this is actually a long piece of work! It's like six pages! That's a lot for me! So hopefully, I'll be
able to keep it up ^_^
Anyway, enjoy the fic and R&R!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next day after lunch, Hermione and Ron had already gotten into a row about who should
apologize about the fight from the day before. When Ron stormed out the back door and Hermione let out a
furious yell as she stalked up stairs Harry and Bill exchanged a glance. "Shall we commence Mission:
Deception?" Bill asked with a grin.
Harry raised his eyebrows, "Mission: Deception? Have you been watching Muggle movies?"
Bill gave him an odd look, "No, I just thought the mission needed a title."
"Oh. Well all right then. Yeah, now's a good time I think. We should get Charlie too… Where are the
twins and Ginny?"
"I'm not sure… I think it'd be better if we used Gin though. Ron's got a pretty good bond with her and
he'd probably be more likely to believe her," Bill replied.
"All right, sounds good to me."
Just then the back door opened again and Charlie walked in looking warily back outside. He glanced
at Bill and Harry, "Another argument already?"
Harry smirked, "Saw Ron, did you?"
Charlie grinned, "He was a bit hard to miss, cursing under his breath and stomping around like a
dragon. He went up in the old oak tree out back to cool off."
Harry's face lit up. "Oh really? He didn't see you did he?"
He shook his head, "Nah, I avoided him."
"Brilliant!" Harry grinned, "Just let me go get Gin and we'll go out and start the first attempt!" He
quickly turned and ran up the stairs, stopping at Ginny's room. He knocked lightly. "Gin?"
"Come in!"
He opened the door to find Ginny laying on her bed with a copy of Witch Weekly and the radio turned
up on a song from a wizarding band Harry wasn't familiar with. "Gin? Are you busy?" he asked tentatively. He
was surprised to find that her room wasn't nearly as girly as he had expected. There was no pink and nothing
frilly anywhere. It was decorated in a nice soft green colour with darker green accents and a sort of ivy theme
through out. It was actually rather nice.
Ginny looked up, a blush tingeing her cheeks. "Oh, Harry…hullo. No I'm not busy, why?"
"Well, Ron and Hermione have just gotten into a row and it seems like now would be a good time to
start with the plan," Harry said, a sly grin creeping across his face.
Ginny grinned back, "Oh really? All right, let's go!" She bounced off the bed and joined him at the door
her brown eyes sparkling with mischief. "Come on, this'll be fun. Who are we going for first?"
"Ron. He's out back in the tree and it'll be easy to pretend we don't know he's there. Besides, I think
he'll be the one who's harder to convince," Harry explained as they walked down stairs.
Ginny nodded, "You're probably right, he's a stubborn git, and a bit thick besides."
"OI! Wait a minute!"
"Hey! George!" Ginny glared at him, trying to push his arm away.
"What's all this about the plan? You're starting now?" Fred said from George's side.
"Yes, now let us go!"
"We want to help!"
"Yeah, that's right! We want to help," George confirmed.
Harry looked at them skeptically, "I don't think that you can do anything at this point… Ron'll think you
two're playing a joke on him."
Fred and George exchanged a look. "Oh. Right. 'Suppose he would think that, wouldn't he?"
"Yep, probably."
"Blast it…"
"Don't worry, though," Harry assured them, "I don't know if this'll work…I'll figure something out so
you can help."
The twins brightened immediately, "Right then! Let's go. We're watching from the window."
Harry grinned. "All right, come on." The group trooped downstairs where they joined Bill and Charlie
again. "The twins want to watch. D'you mind sitting out on this one Charlie? Bill reckons that Ron will listen to
Ginny more."
Charlie grinned and ruffled Ginny's hair much to her chagrin. "Nah, I don't mind. It'll be fun to watch!"
"Good, come on then. Remember, we're only to talk about Hermione and how utterly mad she is
about Ron, all right?"
"Right."
The trio strolled outside into the sunlight and Harry relaxed as the warmth washed over him. This was
going to be fun. He smiled and looked at Ginny. Speaking quietly he said, "Why don't you start?" She grinned
and nodded, then she switched gears immediately and stretched.
"Mmmm… The weather's been so nice lately. Come on, we'll sit here so we can talk about
Hermione's problem." She plopped down on the grass beneath the tree and Harry and Bill joined her leisurely.
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Up in the tree, Ron's ears perked up when he heard Ginny's voice. Then he heard Hermione's name
and his face darkened considerably. Unfortunately, he couldn't help hearing.
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"So what's this about Hermione's problem? Is something wrong?" Bill asked, glancing upward to see if
they'd gotten Ron's attention. Unfortunately, he couldn't see through the foliage.
Harry nodded glumly, "Oh yeah. It's bad…she's been really upset and she cries all the time when
Ron's not around."
Ginny agreed, "Yep. She says she cries her self to sleep every night… I'm getting really worried about
her."
Bill leaned back on his hands, "And you think it has something to do with Ron?"
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Above them, Ron's face had slowly changed to a look of curiosity and slight worry. He turned over,
peering down at the group to hear better.
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Harry and Ginny exchanged a glance and a small smile that Ron wouldn't see. "Definitely."
"She says she's in love with Ron," Ginny said grimly. She stifled a giggle as she heard Ron nearly fall
out of the tree.
Bill could hardly keep a grin off his face. "You've got to be kidding! In love with *Ron*? The way they
fight?"
"It's hard to believe isn't it?" Harry said shaking his head, "But the way she acts…"
Ginny nodded, "I don't know what else you could call it. She's madly in love with him, and it's killing her
keeping it hidden like this."
"Well then why doesn't she just tell him?" Bill asked, leaning forward.
"Are you kidding? Ron would just make fun of her. It would be terrible… It's better for her to just keep it
inside. I just hope she gets over him soon. She could always go out with some one else… I don't understand
why she couldn't like you Harry, everything would be much simpler," she added.
Harry blushed, raising an eyebrow at her, "Me? I could never spend that much time around her. I
mean, I like her and all, but she and I would drive each other mad."
"Well then maybe Seamus or Dean…even Neville would be better!" Ginny said, ignoring the significant
look her older brother was shooting at her.
Harry grinned, "Yeah I guess. She doesn't really care about them though." He leaned in towards the
two of them. "I think we've done it…now we're just babbling…"
Bill nodded, "Let's finish up and leave him alone to think. He'll mull over it for ages if I know him."
They sat back again and Harry said raising his voice again, "Yeah, it's probably best if Ron never
finds out. It'll just make Hermione even more miserable to have him teasing her about it all the time."
Ginny smiled, "We should be getting back inside. Mum'll wonder where we are, and dinner's in an hour
or two."
"Right then." As Bill got up, he shot one more glance up at the canopy and saw Ron quickly pull back
behind one of the branches. He started towards the house with the other two and put a hand on each of their
shoulders, grinning. "We did it mates! I'll bet you he bought the whole thing!"
Harry grinned back at him. "Good, we can start on Hermione tomorrow. We have to give him a little time
to think, but not too much."
"Excellent."
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Ron was stunned to say the least. He'd never in a million years have guessed that *Hermione*, the
constant nag in his life, would have been in *love* with him. But there it was—Harry, Ginny, and Bill had all
agreed that she was madly in love with him. And Merlin, he had to be in love with her too… He'd wanted to
pummel Ginny when she said that Hermione should go out with someone else. Let alone *Harry*. Just thinking
about it made him want to hit something.
He turned over, sitting up on the tree branch and gazed back at the house. Maybe it had all been a
trick. Maybe Fred and George recruited their help. But then again, they had sounded rather distraught and
Ron really didn't think they were that good at acting. So then it had to be the truth. His thoughts drifted to
Hermione, and the way she made him furious nagging him about schoolwork, the way she had looked at the
ball, the way she looked in her Muggle clothes, Merlin, she was pretty… He even rather liked her bushy hair to
be honest.
A small smile crept across his face. Well that was it. He'd have to go and tell Hermione that he was
going to like her back. Then he frowned. That was, if she would even speak to him…
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Harry, Ginny, and Bill were assaulted by the twins and Charlie as they walked in who were grinning like
idiots. "Merlin, that was the funniest thing I've ever saw. It took him a few minutes, but he finally turned and
started listening to you on purpose," Charlie said excitedly.
"I think he was shocked," Fred said grinning.
"Oh yes, quite shocked," George agreed smirking.
"Whatever you said at the end—"
"Yeah, whatever it was—"
"He turned red—"
"So *red*—"
"He was seething!"
"It was brilliant."
"Absolutely spiffing."
"All right! Fred, George! We get the point," Bill said, rolling his eyes and stopping their flow of speech.
Harry grinned. "We've decided to try the same with Hermione tomorrow and then we can try
something else if that doesn't motivate either of them."
"So who's doing the honors tomorrow?" Charlie asked.
"I think it'll be best if it's just Ginny and I… Hermione knows us best and she's more likely to trust us,"
Harry said, a very faint blush touching his cheeks. None of the Weasleys noticed.
"All right. Where at?"
Harry shrugged, "I dunno. We'll have to figure something out so Ron won't come barging in and so
she won't know we know she's listening."
"Oh, we can take care of Ron for a bit," Charlie said waving a hand, "We'll just take him and go
practice Quidditch."
"I've got it!" Ginny said excitedly, "I'll talk to Mum about it and tell her what we're doing! She can ask
Hermione to help her with baking or something. I'll just come up with an excuse so that Harry and I can stage
the conversation!"
Fred and George both grinned. "That's our baby sister!"
"Most definitely!"
"Excellent!"
"Enough, you two!" Bill snapped. "Merlin, you have enough energy to keep ten six-year-olds going for
a year! Honestly… But it is a good idea Gin, you can do that tonight and then you can put it into action
tomorrow." The group smiled at each other, pleased. A moment later, Ron appeared through the door. They
all turned to look at him. Ron flushed under their stares. "Er…hullo..."
"Done sulking were you?" Fred commented.
Ron glared at him, "Shut up, Fred. It's none of your business."
"Ickle Ronniekins was moping off in a corner!" George joined in, quite loudly and the others couldn't
help but snigger a little.
Ron's face darkened in colour and he chose to ignore them, stalking right between the twins and
Charlie. The group laughed but it ended rather quickly as Bill asked a question.
"You don't think he'll actually talk to her about it tonight, do you?" he said.
Harry frowned. "He might. Ah well, that'd just mean they got together sooner." He shrugged.
"Want to play chess, Harry?" Charlie asked.
"Sure…"
"Why don't you go talk to Mum Ginny," Bill said, "I'll go with you."
"All right…"
And so the group slowly dispersed, off to entertain themselves for the evening until something came
along.
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Upstairs, however, Ron was standing outside Ginny's room, debating whether or not he wanted to
knock. Finally, getting a burst of courage, he did.
"Come in!"
He opened the door slowly, peering inside anxiously. "Hermione?" She was sitting on the bed wearing
her pajamas already and her hair was wet. Ron blushed thinking she must have just gotten out of the shower.
She looked up and Ron noticed she did not look pleased to see him.
"What do you want Ron?" she asked, picking up a brush.
He stepped inside the room and began looking at everything but Hermione. "Er…Hermione…I wanted
to…er…talk to you…about…stuff…"
Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. "Well then, talk."
Ron glanced at her and felt his heart plummet into his stomach. "I—I—er—er—" Merlin, he couldn't
do it. "D'you wanna play a game?" he finished lamely.
Hermione sighed, "Is that all?"
"Er…yeah…" Ron muttered, feeling his ears and his cheeks heat up.
"Maybe in a while Ron…I need to dry my hair…"
"Er…all right…I'll just…er… go now…" He quickly stepped outside the door and closed it. Then he
proceeded to drop his head on the railing with a dull thud. He'd been so close…and he *choked*. Sighing, he
turned and shuffled downstairs.
Maybe tomorrow.
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