Disclaimer: So... I do not own any of these characters... the talented Ms. Rowling does.

Harry left the library an hour later feeling very good about himself. He went into the Gryffindor common room and sat in the chair, sighing.

"Hi, Harry." Ron was sitting in the chair opposite Harry with a look of mixed feelings on his face.

"Hey Ron. I was just at the library with Hermione."

"Oh." Ron said disgusted.

"What?"

"Oh nothing, just you guys seem to be hitting it off rather fast."

"What? I don't think so I-"

"Well I do."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

"You are obviously mad at me for something, are you jealous?"

"No, why would I be jealous?"

"Well I know you liked Hermione for a while before this, but that's why I asked you if it would be alright."

"Wow, good guess Harry."

"Listen Ron, you could have asked Hermione out when you first started to fancy her. It isn't my problem that you waited."

"In all my fucking life I never thought-"

"Besides, I don't think she likes you in that way." In 2 seconds flat Ron was out of his chair with his fist connecting to Harry's face. Harry fell to the ground from the impact and Ron left the common room.

The next week went by fast with homework and tests filling the Hogwarts students' calendars. The following Monday came around and Ron had successfully avoided Harry for one full week, but Hermione kept questioning him as too why he hated Harry. There was two days left before Christmas holidays. Ron couldn't wait, because Harry was going to be gone for that conference and Hermione was staying. Her parents were going on a second honeymoon.

"Ron, when is this going to end? Harry is miserable, and I hate being around him when he is like that." Woo hoo for me, then.

"It will end when it will end."

"Wow, I think I have a test on that day." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Hermione, but Harry hasn't made any effort to apologize to me."

"For what?"

"Long story."

"Well tell me. I we have the afternoon off."

"I can't."

"Ron, you will tell me or Fred and George will hear about the sweater incident. I am sure they will love to hear that the maroon sweater that was sent by your mother attacked their little Ronickins."

"You wouldn't."

"I would. Now tell me!"

"Alright, meet me in the library the first day of holidays. 1:00, sound good?"

"Sounds great."
"Bye, Harry! Have fun!" Hermione called to Harry as he left for the conference. I could fucking gag myself right now... hey tempting... Ron thought. One more hour. One more hour. Hermione went inside and into the Great Hall for lunch. Ron followed her.

"Oiy, Hermione! Wait up!"

"Oh, hi Ron, I'm just getting lunch and then going to the library."

"Yeah, me too." Ron sat down and ate quickly, so he had time to go back up to the Gryffindor room before meeting Hermione. He left her sitting at the table still eating, and ran up to the tower. Fuck, where is it... Ron rummaged through Harry's trunk until he found the cloak. He put it in his bag and left for the library.

Hermione sat at a table in the library, waiting for Ron. All right, late by ten minutes. Wait, this is Ron. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder, but turned around to see nothing. Then she felt a hand on her thigh, and let a small squeal slip from her lips. What the hell...?

"Pssst." Alright now I am imagining things... someone is talking to me... Hermione thought.

"Pssst."

"Who's there?" Hermione whispered.

"Follow me."

"How can I if I can't see you?" Hermione said, looking around. An invisible hand grabbed her wrist and started to pull her out of the library.

"Harry?"

"Not quite." The invisible being pulled her into a nearby empty classroom. Ron suddenly appeared and Hermione let out yet another small scream.

"Ron!" She whispered quizzically, giving Ron a funny look.

"You are rather jumpy, you know."

"Well it isn't everyday an invisible person drags me out of the library. I thought you were going to meet me in the library?"

"I did."

"Alright, so what do you-" Hermione was cut off when Ron stepped forward and kissed her.

SLAP

"RON WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING???" Hermione screamed.

"I'm sorry, I-"Kissing you, what do you think???

"I am dating your best friend! How do you think he would feel if he knew...?" I don't care what that fucking baboon thinks. Ron thought to himself.

"I know, I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that. Lets forget about it. Why don't we go for a walk around the castle?"

"Fine, but you had better not-"

"I won't. I swear." Ron led Hermione out of the classroom. Once outside, Hermione started chatting about her and Harry, and generally making Ron want to throw up.

"...and I thought he would like it if I cleaned it for him, but I guess he didn't..." Ron only listened to part of the conversation. Troubles in paradise?

"Wow, that's great Hermione."

"...I don't know why, and he is starting to get on my nerves..."

"What?"

"I said he is starting to get on my nerves."

"Well why are you with him then?"

"Because, well-"

"There's no point in sticking around with him if he treats you like shit."

"He doesn't, it's just-"

"You are better off with someone else." At that point they had stopped walking and Ron was facing Hermione.

"But..." Hermione's voice trailed off and she looked into Ron's eyes. She leaned in and kissed him, and he kissed her back, fireworks going off in his head.

"Oh no..." Hermione said, but kissed Ron again, obviously enjoying herself. Draco looked out the frosty window of the castle, staring in disgust, watching Ron and Hermione.

"Fine. The weasel wants to play like that? Get ready for round one."

A/N- See? What did I tell you. And at the risk of sounding cliche might I add - Ron got the girl. Thanks to the ONE reviewer who wanted more! Oh yeah, if you noticed - I'm not a big fan of indenting. Is it pissing you off? Maybe a couple reviews might make me change it.