A/N- I'm not that new at this. I wrote some and thought they sucked. This story is pretty good though.
Pairing- Ron/Hermione
Disclaimer- It all belongs to J.K. Rowling except the plot!
Chapter 2- Making a Difficult Deal
Ron Weasley stared at the letter in confusion. It was the fifth one he had received this month. The first had shocked him, and by the fourth he was surprised. Why would someone like him? Why would someone like poor, old Ronald Weasley?
He had talked to Harry about it. Harry couldn't figure out who the person was, and try as they might, they just were lost. Ginny had even helped! Not one of them had the skill to figure it out.
I need Hermione's help on this one…Ron thought.
He read the letter over again-
Ronald-
You're the thought that starts each morning
The conclusion of each day
You are in all that I do
And everything I say
You're the smile on my face
The twinkle in my eye
The warmth inside my heart
The fullness in my life
You're the hand that's laced in mine
And the coat upon my back
I wish you were my friend, my love
My shoulder to lean on
You're my silly, mature, caring
Thoughtful, bright and honest guy
The one I want to hold me tightly
When I need to cry
You're the dimple in my cheek
The ever-constant tingle in my soul
The voice that makes me weak
The happiness in my life
You are all I've ever wanted
You are all I need
You are all I've ever dreamed of
You're all of this of me.
Looks like you have another problem to solve, eh? The ball is in two months, and for two months I will keep sending you these letters. You must know who I am by the night before the ball. I also have a feeling you will ask someone to help you figure out who I am. Go ahead and try to get help. Hermione Granger will be a great help... although I am a tough person to track.
-It's Hard to Hate You
Ron stood from his bed and walked into the common room.
I knew he'd be down here sometime tonight…Hermione thought with a silent giggle.
Ron approached her table and moved a stack of books from the chair opposite her. He sat down and waited for Hermione to look up and notice him.
"What is it, Ron? I am extremely busy, and do not have much time for talk."
"Fine, I'll get right down to the chase," he took a deep breath, "I've been receiving these letters from some girl for about a month now. She wants me to guess who she is. She also mentioned the ball. The Seventh Year ball, that only the prefects, you, and Malfoy-"
"Draco, his name is Draco. You know he came to the Light Side when his father died."
"Sorry, 'Mione. Look, I need your help trying to figure out who she is. Would you help me out? Please?"
"Only on one condition," she smiled coyly.
"What's that?"
"You must get up one the table, hop on one foot, and rub your stomach with your left hand and tap your head with the other."
"Done," and he stood on the table.
Hermione looked up at Ron and smiled. She thought that he looked so cute trying to do the hard task. As she stared at her best friend, she didn't notice how his foot was too close to the edge. He was also at the edge near Hermione's chair.
He hopped one more time and fell off the table…into Hermione's lap.
She stared at him, and he at her. The blush on both of their faces was evident to all in the Common Room.
Ron quickly scrambled off of Hermione's lap and gave a slight cough. He smiled the Weasley smile at her, and looked up as Harry and Ginny walked into the room.
"Ron, mate, care to join me in a game of One-On-One Quidditch?" Harry asked merrily.
Ron nodded, "Sure, give a moment to get my broom."
Both boy quickly exited the room and ran up the Boys' staircase. Neither Ron nor Hermione noticed the note he left behind. Ginny, on the other hand, did.
"What's this, Hermione?" she asked her friend.
"A note to Ron from some girl. He asked me to help him figure out who she is. Why do you ask?"
"Because I know you, Hermione Granger. I also know your handwriting, and this is your handwriting. I see you finally decided to tell him you fell for him. I just never thought you were this clever," Ginny brandished the note in Hermione face, "It's quite ingenious really. He'll never figure out for himself. But, how are you going to help him figure out that its you?"
Hermione thought to herself for a moment before answering. The answer came so clear to her that it almost struck her as odd.
"We need Lavender and Parvati," she stated with determination.
Ginny looked scared, "We? Since when was your plan a We Plan?"
"Since I need a temporary make-over. I just need something to throw Ron off guard on the next two or three Hogsmeade weekends."
"How much of a make-over?"
They called Lavender and Parvati over. Hermione explained the situation to the two girls, knowing they could keep a secret. She then went onto explain she would need shorter, straight blonde or red hair with blue eyes and make-up. She also needed a padded bra, she was just too small.
"We love it. You'll look so beautiful," Parvati exclaimed.
"What my dim-witted friend here is trying to say is- We will be glad to help. We also think you would look equally as beautiful, but very different. That's in a good way."
All for girls smiled mischievously.
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Sorry about the long wait…I've been having writers block problems, and I've been busy with the 3 nights a week I have different practices and then softball practice after school.
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