The next day turned out even colder and bleaker than the first. "Such is the weather of merry ole' England," said Hermione to herself as she peered out the window. No one had much time to shower and prepare for the trip before they had to be at breakfast, so everything was very rushed.

By the time Hermione finished getting ready and made it down to breakfast, the only seat available was next to Ron (which Hermione didn't complain about!). As she seated herself next to him he glanced over and with a broad smile said, "Good morning, Hermione." Her heart almost leaped out of her chest. The more and more he did little things like this, the more she became convinced that perhaps Ginny was right. That thought alone made her want to dance around the breakfast table.

"Good morning, Ron," she replied back with a smile.

She filled her plate (she was utterly famished) and began to eat. The whole table was abuzz with excitement. In less than two hours time they would be aboard the Hogwarts Express heading to the best school in the world. Hermione made a mental note to remind Harry and Ron that they must speak to Dumbledore about her dream as soon as they got to Hogwarts. Although the dream had indeed faded from her mind, it was never far from the front of her mind.

Once everyone had eaten, it was time to hurry and get the trunks packed into the car and have everyone situated so they could leave. The weather was still horrible as they loaded the cars, which seemed to put everyone in a somewhat sleepy mood. Finally it was time to actually get into the car. Hermione did the once over in her room and descended the stairs to join the others. As she was heading out the door to get into the one of two cars they would be taking, Ron popped up behind her with an umbrella, which he held over her head for her as she entered the vehicle. She smiled thinking how sweet he was and how much she loved him doing little things that made her heart leap.

"Thank you, Ron."

"No problem. I wouldn't want you to get soaked." He returned the smile and continued to hold it over her head until she was fully in the car. Then he smiled again, and proceeded on to the car he would be taking.

The trip to Kings Cross Station didn't take long at all, but a mixture of the weather and the drowsiness that Hermione was experiencing made it feel a little longer. The baggage was unloaded as soon as the cars were parked and were dispatched to their rightful owners to be carted onto the Hogwarts express. After everyone had all their belongings, goodbyes were said and cheeks were kissed. Mrs. Weasley stood by her husband with faint tears in her eyes while she watched her children board the train for yet another year of school. Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Ginny, who was always by Harry's side and he hers, took the same compartment they did every year, the one at the very end of the bus. Ginny and Harry clutched each other's hands as the train pulled away. They all waved goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and then got comfortable for the semi-long journey ahead of them. Since Ginny and Harry were together, Ron had taken the seat next to Hermione. She felt nervous sitting next to him, but she didn't want to show it. The one thing she did like was that every time the train took a turn, Ron's leg would brush up against hers for a little while. She had to admit that she liked that feeling. Not long after the train had started moving, the sound of the food trolley could be heard in the corridor outside. Ginny had decided that she wanted to visit a friend of hers two compartments down before it arrived at their compartment and took Harry with her. As they exited the door holding hands, Ron looked over at Hermione and smiled. "Hermione?"

"Yes Ron?" What was he going to tell her? Would it be good? Thousands of thoughts were running through her brain.

"There's something I've been meaning to tell you," persisted Ron. His starring at her made her want to wrap her arms around him and give him the biggest kiss in the world.

"Sure, but first could you excuse me for a quick second?" Her stomach was lurching. Did she really want to know what he was going to tell her? Was it going to be good, or was it going to make her feel as if she had never laid eyes on him? Most importantly, would it be about Nora?

"Um...sure. Take your time." Ron looked a bit taken aback, but Hermione needed to catch a quick breath of air outside the compartment. She quickly exited and stood in the hall for a few seconds breathing. "Maybe he wants to tell you he's had feelings for you all along," she kept telling herself. After gaining up enough courage to go back in, she re-entered the compartment to find Ron digging in his bag in the overhead compartment for something.

"Ron?" He seemed so surprised at that moment to see her back so soon that he tried to take his hand out quickly but instead ended up pulling the whole bag off the shelf with his hand still in it and whacking Hermione square in the head with it. For such a little bag it wasn't so light, and the last thing Hermione remembered was seeing Ron dive down to catch her fall as she blacked out and hit the floor.

A/N: Another chapter ready to go! I hope you are enjoying it. I have a lot more fluff planned in the following chapters. Before I go, I would like to send a shout out to lightprincess for her very sweet and sincere review. I personally appreciated it and thank you for saying such a sweet thing. I hope you keep reading and enjoying it. I encourage all of you to keep the reviews coming. At least 15 more would be nice. Haha! hint hint! Please continue to read and review. I love you all! Until next time...