A/N: XD I think this is a day late. I forgot that it takes about a day for these to show

up on the site. ^_^;;; Sorry about that.

But anyway, here's the update, all special and ready for you to read. Lots of exciting

things happening now, eh?

Unfortunately, this chapter is only three pages long. Fortunately, it's good nonetheless.

I think so anyway. :P :D

Anywho, enjoy the new chap, and as usual, R&R

Oh, btw. The next chap should be out by, or shortly after Christmas, if the next two

aren't out by then. We'll see. I'm not even sure how it's going to end any more XD

Also! *dances* I've figured out the html! Yay! So I'll fix all the other chappies at some

point. Woohoo! Now we can have all the lovely italics! XD

Also, also. XD. Thanks to eedoe who pointed out a grammatical um...weirdness. :D

ACK! I forgot to include an entire page at the beginning! o_O;;;;;;; So sorry!!

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"Harry gave it to me! He said he'd seen you writing it the last few days and he found it

on the staircase. He'd read it and he gave it to me because he said it was addressed to

me and so technically it was going to be mine soon anyway, it just wasn't finished!"

Hermione exclaimed, upset by all that was happening. This wasn't how it was supposed

to go!


Ron turned away, clenching his teeth and closing his eyes, looking betrayed. "Sorry I read

this Hermione. I didn't know Here" He let the note drop in her palm, slightly crumpled

from being in his pocket, and he looked up at her his eyes clouded. "I'm sorry about my

note too. I wasn't ready for you to see it... But since you have I meant every word I

have to go now" His voice seemed to die in his throat and he turned hurrying inside

through the door.


Harry and the others barely managed to scramble out of the way as Ron came through the

door. As he began rushing through the room, he caught a glimpse of Harry out of the corner

of his eye and stopped, staring at him with a pained look blended with anger. "Harry?"


Harry swallowed, anxiously. "Hey, Ron"


Ron swore loudly at him, turning away. "How could you do it Harry?! How could you read

something like that, and then give it to her without my permission?" His voice cracked slightly

and he paused, his blue eyes blazing furiously with unshed tears. "You're my best friend

Harry I'm supposed to be able to trust you."


Harry winced. "Wait-Ron, you don't understand-"


"What is there to understand Harry?! You betrayed me!" Ron yelled, and then growled

frustratedly as he rubbed at his eyes, which burned with the tears he refused to let fall.

"But Ron-you don't understand-those notes-"


Ron shook his head, "Don't Harry. Just don't." His eyes met Hermione's as she

stepped in the door quietly. He swore softly again and turned, hurrying up the

staircase to his room.

"Ron-wait!" Hermione started. She sighed when he didn't respond and looked at

Harry. "What were you thinking Harry? Why would you do something like that to

him?"

Harry shook his head, "Hermione-I don't think those notes are what you think-"


"Hermione those notes were-"


Harry shot Bill a look and he faltered. Harry's gaze said, "This is my fault and I'm

going to suffer for it. No need for you to as well"


Hermione looked at the pair of them strangely, but when Harry spoke again, she

completely forgot the secretive glance.


"Look, 'Mione, I wrote those notes," he said.


Hermione stared at him. "You what?"


"I wrote those notes. Both of them," Harry repeated softly.


The look on Hermione's face was sheer astonishment. She looked down at the

notes in her hand and gingerly opened the letter Ron had given her. She only

had to read two lines to realize she had never written it. It sounded very similar

to something she would have written, but she knew she hadn't. "Oh, Merlin"

she murmured sounding horrified. "Oh RonI just yelled at him for something

he didn't do!" She turned to Harry, giving him a hurt look. "This was a really

stupid thing to do Harry!"


He sucked in a breath, cringing. "I was just tired of seeing you two so

miserableYou're in love with each other and neither of you were doing

anything about it!"


"Well you could have used a more intelligent method! Merlin, Harry!" she

shook her head slowly. "I can't talk to you right now" She turned and

walked slowly up the stairs.


Harry swore softly under his breath, running a hand through his hair.


"Well that didn't go very well," Charlie mused.


"You think?" Bill muttered sarcastically.


Ginny gingerly lay a hand on Harry's arm. "It'll be all right Harry. You'll see.

Now they both know...they can work it out on their own."


Harry sighed. "Yeah I guess I hope so"


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Hermione paused at Ron's bedroom door, unsure if she really wanted to talk

to him. The notes had been entirely fake. He probably really didn't like her.

Tears welled up in her eyes at that thought and she turned gripping the stair

railing. What if everything Harry had written had been a lie? But thenhe had

been right on about her feelings towards Ron Harry hadn't meant to hurt

them, she was sure of that. And then there was what Ron had said. 'I meant

every word' She sighed, wiping her eyes quickly. There was only one way to

find out. She turned resolutely and knocked lightly on the door.


"Ron?"


"Go away, please!"


Hermione frowned, Ron's voice sounded a bit odd...


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Ron slammed the door shut behind him and threw himself onto his bed,

burying his face in his arms. He couldn't believe it. How could Harry do that

to him? First getting into his private things and reading them, and then actually

giving them to Hermione! He banged his fist down on the bed. Now

everything was ruined! Hermione would think he was an idiot and she was

mad at him for reading that stupid note! And he had gotten so excited about

it He bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut as his eyes began to burn.

Suddenly there was a light knock on his door.


"Ron?"


'Crap' He buried his head deeper into his arms. "Go away, please!" he

choked. There was silence, and for a moment Ron thought she had gone. He

began to relax, relieved, but also miserable all at once. Now she definitely

wouldn't want to talk to him Then came her voice again, pleading.


"RonI need to talk to you!"


He rolled over and sat up, crossing his legs. He put his head in his hands for a

moment before muttering, "Come in"


Hermione opened the door slowly and when she put her head in, she was

surprised to see Ron looking sullenly back at her, his eyes red-rimmed and his

nose red. He looked utterly miserable. She stepped inside quietly and gently

closed the door behind her.


There was an awkward pause and then Hermione said softly, "Can I sit

down?"


Ron looked away, but scooted back, "Oh"


She padded over to the bed and sat down delicately, hardly making a dent in

the bed. There was another pregnant silence as she stared at her hands and Ron

sat with his head in his hands staring intently at the worn Chudley Cannons

comforter on the bed. Finally she said quietly, "Ronyou should look at this."

She produced the note he had supposedly written from one of the pockets in her

overalls and held it out for him to accept.


He stared at it, his face scarlet. 'Why is she giving it back to me? I wrote it! I

know what it says' His mouth simply said, "Wha?"


Hermione sighed, "Just look at it Ron."


He took it reluctantly and unfolded it. At first he didn't really read what was

written on the parchment, but after a moment he realized what was written on

it wasn't his poemnor had it even been written by him. He gasped, gaping

at the sheet. "I-I didn't write this!" he sputtered.


Hermione nodded. "I know. Just after you ran off, Harry told me he had

written it. He wrote the one from me too."


As soon as that registered, Ron's heart plummeted. Hermione caught a glimpse

of his expression before he managed to recompose himself. "Ron?" she asked

anxiously.


"Itit's nothing" he muttered. "So he didn't give you" He sighed in relief.


They sat in silence for another few minutes before Hermione spoke up again.

"Rondo youdo you really like me?" she whispered, her voice trembling

slightly.


Ron looked up, startled. "Hermione-I-" he stopped horrified when he saw tears

welling up in her eyes. "Hermionewhat's wrong?!"


Hermione rubbed her eyes roughly, "Oh Ron, Harry's right. This is silly Ron,

I like you, a lot. I've liked you for ages now. I was just too afraid you didn't feel

the same way!"


"'Mioneare you sayingthe note" He held it up, his hands making the

paper tremble. The look on his face was hopeful.


Hermione nodded, "Harry got it all right"


A slow grin snaked across Ron's face and his cheeks pinkened as he gently

slipped his hand around hers. "Mine too"


Hermione's face lit up and she lunged forward, hugging him tightly around the

neck. "Oh Ron!"


He laughed wrapping his arms around her waist. "Now what are we going to do

about Harry? We must repay him" he said, rolling his eyes sarcastically.


Hermione giggled and sat back. "I have just the thing"

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