Disclaimer: I still don't own any characters this chapter. I'd sell my soul to J.K. Rowling for ownership of Ronald Weasley. Until I meet her, I'm stuck with nothing. Thanks to Fanius, who helped me rewrite this chapter so it sounds a little better. [Gives you a Butterbeer.]
Just Friends? :: Chapter Two- Hermione
I miss Ron... Hermione thought. Whoa... I miss Ron? Hermione was saying this a lot these days. Ever since the End of Term, she couldn't get her mind off Ron. She was sure she didn't love him, she couldn't. He was her best friend. Girls just didn't fall in love with their best friend. It just didn't happen.
She had already done all of her homework. She even did a little extra for Professor Flitwick, two whole rolls of parchment more than he had asked. What to do now? She thought. She wrote to Ginny.
Ginny-
How are you? I hope you've started on your homework! I've finished all of mine, even did a little extra. Are you still dating Colin? I have a question. I know it's weird of me to ask you, since everyone thinks I'm a know-it-all. How do you tell someone you like them? I like someone, but I'm not sure how to tell him... Well, just wanted to write you. See you when I make it to the Burrow!
Love,
Hermione
She tied her letter to Ginny to her owl, Fin's leg and let him fly out the window. She looked at the picture she had framed, the tiny wizard picture of Harry, Ron and herself sitting on her nightstand. They were waving fiercely at her, and laughing. She remembered the day that was taken. She was nervous about being so close to Ron. Looking back on it now, she did not understand why she was so nervous. He was only her friend. Nothing more, at least, she thought so. It took two days for Fin to deliver Ginny her letter.
Hermione-
I'm fine! I'm glad to hear from you! Yes, I'm still with Colin. I can't wait to see him at Start of Term! Oh? You like someone? Who? Do I know them? Why don't you send them an owl? Just be honest, and tell him. What can you lose? I'll see you!
-Ginny
Be honest. That's all you have to do. Be honest. She thought to herself. I'll just be honest. Maybe he likes me too. She sat down at her desk, and began to write.
Ron-
How are you? I really do hope you're doing well. I'm fine. I've finished all my homework. I even did a little extra. And I know what you're thinking. I'll help you when I come to The Burrow. I have something I want to say. Ron, I really like you. Well, of course I do, you're my best friend. What I mean is, I like you as more than a friend. I'm sure you are purely disgusted, but I thought I would be honest with you. Well, write back.
Love,
Hermione
She looked at the letter, thinking if she should really send it. No... I'm not sending it! That's just too embarrassing. She was already packed to leave for the Burrow. She slipped the letter to Ron into her bag. She was leaving for the Burrow in the morning. It took only seconds, but she was finally at the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley was the first to greet her.
"Oh, Hermione, dear! How are you?"
"I'm fine, Mrs. Weasley."
"Dear, let me take your things. I'll put them in Ginny's room."
Hermione worked her way into the Weasley kitchen. The only one at the table was Ron. When she saw him, she felt tension raise. She took a few deep breaths, and sat down.
"Hi Ron."
"When did you get here?" He asked, surprised.
"A few minutes ago." She looked at him, wishing she could tell him her secret.
"That's great. I've missed you," his blushed. Hermione couldn't believe her ears, but, then again, he was her friend. It was the first time he had said that and blushed.
"I've missed you too." There was an awkward silence. Hermione shifted in her seat.