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I know I have not updated my other stories, but I just got a really great idea on this new story. Well I don't know if anyone else has ever done this before, but this is my original attempt. So without further ado, please read.

A Disturbance in the Force.

Ron Weasely was having a great day so far. The sun was shining, the drinks were cold and the bludgers…. were bludging. (Author shrugs). He was also extra happy, as he had managed to do quite well in the friendly game of Quidditch, against the House team. He had only let in 3 shots and he had seen the way Angelina, (The new House Captain after Wood because no one would be mad enough to put Fred or George Weasely who, by the way, had been very hurt and launched a protest by refusing to play till Fred was persuaded by Angelina. George was very hurt by his brother's lack of control), look at him thoughtfully. His guess had been correct as Harry too, had come over and congratulated him on playing so well, giving him a slight wink towards Angelina.

In fact, everything was going just great today and the only thing more, he could have asked for today, was for Hermione to be down there with them.

You know, just so she could enjoy herself as well.

Not for any special reason.

You know.

Just because… even though he was having one of the best days of his life, he was still missing her. The way she would laugh at him, her bright eyes twinkling or the way she would smile at him when he made a good save. The last few days he had spent with her had truly been great, not that he would ever admit to anyone. She herself, had been in a really good mood and they hadn't had a single argument. He still felt pretty guilty though, about the whole copying incident and so had given her a card. He hoped she liked it because he had put hours into trying to make it nice enough for her.

He couldn't understand why he felt such delight in being in her presence. Ok, maybe she had become the one of the hottest girls around, but -

" Hey!" Harry suddenly gave him a hard slap on the back. Scowling back at him, Ron moved over in the grass to make some space for his best friend." What were you thinking about? You looked pretty zoned out just now." Harry asked again, giving him a stupid smirk. Ron scowled again. He knew what Harry was going to say so he just turned around and tried to ignore him.

"Let me guess. You not even going to dignify my silly question with an answer. Hmm… I wonder who else would think like that? You know she's rubbing off on you too much."

Ron went red. Trust Harry to make such a dumb, unproven, out of point remark like …like… well like him wasn't it? Mental note Ron, don't influence Harry too much. And anyway there was nothing wrong in being influenced by his Mione, she was quite perfect so-

" Ahem!" Ron blushed, as he realized Harry had caught him again. " There you go again, daydreaming. Wonder who its about…" Harry trailed off as the tell tale blush on Ron's face gave him away. He pretended not to see and continued." Hmm… let's guess, shall we?"

Getting up, he brushed his pants and began, " Let's see. You were daydreaming about someone, who has long bushy brown hair, enchanting chocolate eyes, and smile to break all hearts. Well, " he winked at Ron," to you that's what she looks like in your dreams I guess…though she's probably not wearing anythi-What's the matter mate? Am I getting warm?" Harry grinned, as now, Ron's neck started to turn red. He could hear Ron mumbling to himself as he continued. " What was I saying? Oh yeah… In your dreams she's probably wearing, the fiercest expression I have ever seen her wear." Harry suddenly stopped, causing Ron to turn and look at him.

Harry, he noticed was getting a quite scared expression on his face. Turning to look at what Harry was looking, he saw the love of-!!! What the hell was he thinking?!? Mione…. No no…Hermione…yeah…that's it Ronny boy. Calm down. Ok ok…Well anyway, Ron focused again. Eh… wait a minute. She did look pretty scary with that look on her face.

" Hey Harry do…" Ron trailed off as he realized that Harry was gone. And not only Harry, there was no one within a 2 meter radius of him! Hermione continued to make her way towards him as he realized that that look must be for him! His palms began to sweat as he remembered that the last time she had such an expression on her face, he had a wart on his ass. God…he shuddered…he couldn't go through that again!He tried to get up and run but Hermione reached him first.

"RONALD WEASELY!!!!!!" She screamed.

Ron, by this time, was just trying to keep his bowels from spilling." JUST WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!?!?!?" She thrust out his card at him. Ron gaped at it. Did he do it wrong? Couldn't be! He knew he would get in trouble if he wrote the wrong thing so he had just put sorry-

" HOW DARE YOU DO THIS?!?!?!?" She screamed again, this time taking another step towards him and pushing her face right up to his. For a while, Ron could not move.

He was captivated by her anger and beauty, as a deep-sea diver about to be eaten by a shark, was. He just stood there, feeling the heat of her anger just drape around him, warming him to his toes. In that moment he was tempted to give in to his feelings, there and then, to just kiss her. The desire increased till, as everything else fell away, he could hear or see nothing else. He could see Hermione continue to shout but all he could not hear the words.

Time for him, had stopped, as though it were just waiting for him to give in and finally take her in his arms. In that moment he realized, that he was in love with Hermione Granger. But he wasn't just in love, he was madly in love. Visions flashed before his eyes, of the moments they shared together. From the moment they first met in the train, to the time when she had cried into his shoulder when Harry was thought to be dead after the Tri-wizard tournament. It was no longer an issue, his heart debated with his head. His choice, the one jointly and truly shared by every part of his body, was that no matter what, his future was with Hermione Granger.

Harry, Ginny and the rest of the Gryffindorians watched, albeit from a good distance, Ron and Hermione act out their play. They could hear very word due to the fact Hermione was still screeching about how Ron was such an annoying, irritating, selfish, idiotic prat. In fact, Ginny thought that her friend was about to start cursing any minute. But still no one interfered. They could still remember Ron's dog's ears.

However, something amazing to say the least, was happening. Ron was not running as he should have done, or arguing back as he normally would. He looked as though he just had an epiphany. A lightning bolt from the heavens one could say, that seemed to jolt him into moving. Hermione was still distracted by trying to list all the irritating things in the world about Ron, so she hadn't seen his hand moving.

Harry beside her gasped, as they both realized that Ron's hand was reaching out to Hermione. As though it was in slow motion, they watched, as he laid his hand on her cheek, cupping her chin with the other hand. The effect it had on Hermione was instantaneous and shocking. Her eyes opened wide as her mouth hanged open. Both of them seemed to be breathing heavily, at that moment, one in shock and the other in determination.

It was everyone else's turn to have time stop. Every person on the field, in the castle, from their windows, stopped in anticipation of what was about to happen.

Ron Weasely was going to kiss Hermione Granger.

Slowly, he leaned towards her. Just inching, while all the while, slowly rubbing his thumb over her cheek. As the world watched, two pairs of lips met. Due to the fact that everybody was too far away, no one could really see what happen. They watched, as Ron finally pulled away, still with his hands on Hermione's face.

But no one could have predicted what was to happen next, even though most people had been waiting for this for a long time. Hermione seemed to snap out of her shock, as she suddenly brought up her hands and shoved him away, so hard that he fell. His face was a mixture of shock, surprise and hurt as he looked up at her. But if he was hurt, she was pissed. Grabbing her hair, she screeched,

" HOW DARE YOU?!?!?" She gave a shriek as she turned around and stormed back into the castle.

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