A/N: HEY EVERYONE! I hope you like this first chapter and chapter two will be up soon!

Sweetest Sin

Chapter 1: Surprises

Hermione felt weightless. She was soaring through the cool starlit night, the breezed brushing her hair from her face. She looked down and her heart lurched. She was afraid of heights. Ahead of her were harry, ron, and Ginny. They were yelling at her but she couldn't hear them. A big gust of wind crashed into Hermione, knocking her off the broom. She fell through the darkness and landed on the ground. Pain filled her.

Hermione awoke on the floor of her bedroom besde her bed. She got up, rubbing her elbow which she had fallen on, and looked at her clock. 12:48 pm. "Dammit," she muttered. "I overslept. I was supposed to be at the Burrow by 12:30! Well," She sighed looking at her trunk sitting by the closet. "At least I packed last night." Hermione grabbed a light blue stretch miniskirt, a pale green cami, a black bra, and ran into the bathroom, leaving the door open halfway. She turned on the shower, and waited for it to warm up. Then she stepped in. While she washed her hair, she thought about Harry and how much she really liked him. She let her mind drift to the last week of their 6th year. That's when they had kissed. . .

Harry and Hermione were walking back from the Quidditch Pitch after winning easily against Slytherin at a game of Quidditch. During the las 15 minutes it had started to rain and it still was. "Hermione," Harry started apprehensively. He stopped and turned to face her. His hands were together behind his back, and his hand was wringing--a sure sign he was nervous. He looked down into hermione's chocolate brown eyes and smiled. Harry notiched she was soaked--her robes clung to her somewhat straight figure. "Hermione, I like you. I always have. Every since we used the Time Turner in 3rd year. You fell into my arms, and that's- that's when I knew."

"Really? Harry, I had no ide-" Hermione began, but was cut off when Harry pressed his lips to hers. She kissed back, parting his lips with her tongue. Harry ran a hand through her bushy hair as she wrapped her arms around him...

Hermione's memory was interrupted when the water suddenly turned cold, making her jump and lose her balance. She fell back against the shower curtain, grabbed it, pulled it to the ground with her, and pushed the door closed.

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, who were outside the bathroom looking for her, jumped back. Harry, because the door had whacked him in the face, and Ron, because he saw a spider on the tan carpet. Harry rubbed his nose and rolled his eyes. He and Ron disapparated, figuring it would be best to let their friend get ready now that they knew where she was.

Inside the bathroom, Hermione heard two CRACKs, and scrambled up off the floor. She wrapped a blue towel around herself and opened the door. That can't be. . . Harry and Ron? She thought. Well, it was not a Muggle, that's for certain. Suddenly Harry and Ron apparated back. Hermione jumped. "Don't DO that! I hate it when you guys do that!" she exclaimed, her hand over her heart.

"Aw, come on, 'Mione," complained Ron. "We've only been able to Apparate for 3 weeks. You gotta let us have some fun." He smiled.

"Ha, ha. What are you doing here?" she asked looking back and forth between Harry and Ron.

"You're late. About. . ." Harry checked the clock hanging in the hallway. "1 hour late."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I guess I just sort of drifted off in the shower. I haven't really been focusing lately." She looked down. She was sure Harry knew why. Because of that kiss, she thought to herself. Harry bent down, picked up the clothes from the bathroom floor, and handed them to her. "Here, we'll let you get dressed." He smiled.

"Yeah," she replied, taking them. "I guess that would be nice. Just go down the hall and my room is the 2nd on the left. You can wait for me there," she smiled back. Ron left to go find her room, leaving them alone. "Well, uh, see you," Harry said, kissing her on the cheek. Then he left, leaving Hermione blushing. Hermione closed the door and dropped the towel. The spider Ron had seen outside the bathroom was now inside, and by her feet. Even though she didn't hate spiders, she wasn't sure about this one. The fuzziness sort of egged her on. She let out a small scream, and flattened herself against the backside of the door. Harry, who was just down the hall and had heard her, ran back and tried to open it.

"Don't come in here!" Hermione shouted, locking the door. "I can handle it. It's just a spider. Nothing I can't handle." Hermione grabbed the bar of soap from the shower, and threw it at the black thing. Missed. She grabbed the shampoo bottle and threw it. This time she hit it. Hermione picked it up and tossed it into the trash can. "Gross," she muttered, and got dressed.

"Ron?" Harry asked, sitting on Hermione's bay window, looking out on the scenery, waiting for her to finish dressing. "Yeah?" Ron was sitting on her bed looking at a picture above her headboard. It was of the three of them at Ron's 14th birthday. Hermione was in between the other two with her arms draped around their necks. She was smiling and leaning her head against Harry's.

Ron came to realize it then. Hermione liked Harry, not him. He felt his heart drop as he remembered Hermione giving Harry a kiss on the cheek at the end of their 4th year. He came to the fact that Hermione had never really shown actual attraction towards him, only Harry. Harry. It was all about Harry. Ron felt a stab of jealousy. Hugs for Harry, kisses for Harry. And a homework planner for Ron at Christmas. But then he remembered Harry had gotten one too, which made the jealousy go away, but still leaving an empty sadness in the pit of his stomach.

"Do you get the feeling something's up with Hermione? I mean, she's never late. For anything."

"Not rea-" Ron started to answer but Hermione walked in, making him stop in mid-sentence. He felt his heart skip a beat. He looked over at Harry. He was clearly as dumfounded as he was.

There was Hermione, standing in the doorway, in a miniskirt and cami and showing a lot of tan skin. She had new curves, but not big. (A/n: I'm really sick of "showing every curve of her body" stuff about 'mione, so i'm trying to stop that.)

Ron looked at Harry and saw he was just as dumbfounded as he was. What was going on? Hermione had never dressed like this before.

"Mum thinks I should start dressing more like a girl," she explained. "Do I look okay?" Harry broke out of his trance and walked over to her, slipping his arms around her waist. "You look great."

Ron grabbed Hermione's trunk and muttered, "See you at the Burrow. . ." Then he disapparated. "Ron!" Harry and Hermione shouted in unison. "Hold on," Harry said, grabbing her hand. CRACK They were gone too.

Harry and Hermione appeared at the Burrow seconds later. Hermione turned around and saw Ron run up the stairs. She started to follow him, but Harry grabbed her arm. "Maybe I should go talk to him. I've known him longer," he said.

"Oo, A few minutes longer. Harry, please," She smiled and he let go of her. She ran up the stairs. "Ron! Ron?" Hermione shouted. "Ron where are you?" She opened the door to his room, and found him sitting on his bed. "Ron, what's wrong with you?"

"I just thought you and Harry would like to be alone, that's all," Ron lied.

"Ron, you're lying. Your bottom lip always twitches when you lie," Hermione sat down next to him. She placed one hand over his, and with the other, used her index finger and her thumb to lift his chin up to face her. "What is it?" She asked. Ron looked into her eyes. They were full of worry and love.

"You want to know the truth?" Ron sighed, threw his hands up in the air defeated, and stood up. "Fine. I like you. I've liked you since second year. And Fred and George have made fun of me every year for it. But-" He turned to face Hermione. "-whenever I see you and Harry together like that, I know you and I will never be together and after Hogwarts you two will move away and forget all about me." His voice broke slightly, and a small tear trickled down his cheek. 'I can't believe this! I'm crying! Crying!'

Hermione, who had gotten tears in her eyes too, got up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him. "Ron, I'll never forget about you. I'm sorry."

[Later on]

"I'm home!" Arthur Weasley called, entering the living room, where all the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione were sitting, talking. "And we, uh, we sort of-" he coughed "- have company." Mrs. Weasley stood up.

In the entryway stood Lucius and Draco Malfoy.

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A/N: hey, that's my first chapter, so R & R! I hope you like it, and if it won't let you review, you can always email me at Petty690hotmail.com

Chapter 2 up soon!