Ron Weasley walked into Platform 9 and 3 quarters with a heavy heart. He knew this was the last year he was attending Hogwarts. He was going to attempt to tell the girl he loved his feelings. He was giving himself a year to do it, too. He also thought she fancied his best friend, Harry Potter. Ron was always envious of Harry, because of his unwanted fame. Harry got everything. He got fame, girls and grades. He looked at Hermione Granger who was walking next to him. She saw that he was looking at her and grinned. They had gotten very close over the past 2 years. They were better friends than he had EVER been with any other girl. Of course, he had never loved any girl the way he loved Hermione.

"So, Ron, Are you ready for the last year of Hogwarts?" She asked quietly.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Ron answered.

"I'm glad I have some classes with you now that you dropped Divination." She said to both males, who nodded cheerfully.

"Divination is a bunch of codswallop. I can't believe Lavender and Parvati actually ENJOYED that course." Harry replied.

"Bunch of loonies. At least you were smart enough to drop that class early, Hermione." Ron said.

They got on the train and sat next to Ginny Weasley, Ron's younger sister. She had an enormous crush on Harry ever since she heard about him. Recently, it had been getting annoying. She was pasting pictures of him on her wall and would write to her friend poems about him. 'My body desires him. He has cast a spell on my heart.' He quoted from her most recent poem she conveniently left open on the table. He sniggered quietly, thinking of her face when she had first met him. She looked like she had seen a basilisk.

"Ron, are you okay?" Hermione asked, her beautiful brown eyes fixated on his face.

"Yeah, Yeah. Hey Harry, get that food cart. I want some chocolate frogs." Ron requested.

Harry called over the cart and Ron got a few packages of chocolate frogs and Bernie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. He figured he would give the chocolate frogs to his two friends equally and one to him, while giving Ginny the beans. He took a chocolate frog from the pile. It tried to escape his grasp but he forced it down his throat. He smiled weakly, as the chocolate frog started to climb back up his throat. He gulped, sucking the frog into his stomach. Harry took an interested glance at him.

"Tasty?" Harry asked, amused.
"Very." Ron replied.

As Hogwarts came into view, Ron became uneasier. What if Hermione was disgusted when he told her his feelings? What is she never talked to him again? WHAT IF SHE LIKED HARRY? 'Don't think about that. You'll make yourself nervous.' He thought. Hermione was looking at Harry in disappointment while he was talking about his horrible vacation. Ron had nothing interesting to contribute and by the looks of it, no one wanted him to. Ginny was wiping drool from her bottom lip every few seconds and Hermione was staring intently, as if studying his face would give her all the History of Magic notes. He thought about how he would tell Hermione the things that had been swimming around his mind all summer. He quickly took out a piece of parchment and quill and started a letter, without anyone noticing.

Dear Hermione,

How can I say this to express my feelings? Well, I love you. There, that wasn't too hard. I love you. I LOVE YOU, HERMIONE GRANGER!

Ron
He sounded like a crazed maniac. He chuckled and crumpled the paper while inserting it into his bag. Why was he making this so hard on himself? Because you're a bloody moron, he answered himself. Hogwarts Express came to a stop and Ron walked with Harry and Hermione to Hogwarts.

"This way, Firs' years!" A friend yelled.

"Hey Hagrid!" The three of them yelled.

Hagrid waved, smiling. They arrived at Hogwarts and dropped off their things. They slowly walked to the Great Hall, seating themselves next to fellow Gryffindors, Dean Thomas and Neville Longbottom. Dumbledore stood up and all of the Great Hall silenced.

"This year brings many things of the unexpected. I point this out because many of you will find love, happiness and most of all, yourselves. I understand that some of you will be leaving my protection this year to go out and make the best of yourselves. I hope that some of you," Dumbledore paused and looked at Ron, "will follow their deepest desires without delay."

Dumbledore sat down and Ron flushed deeply. He always knew what was bothering Ron. It was soothing in a way. He knew he would follow his desires, but why without delay? He looked at Hermione who, yet again, was talking with Harry. Ron walked by himself to the common room. He needed to think.

"Bugle snout." Ron said and the fat lady opened to reveal the Gryffindor common room. He walked into his bedroom and threw himself on his four-poster bed.

'If I love Hermione so much that I said I couldn't be apart from her this year,' Ron thought forlorn, 'then why am I alone?'