A/N Ok. I know these are short chapters, but ill post one every day or so. The 'eye' idea was also in 'Mistake." by me so it doesn't matter. Well enjoy!

Chapter two

Midnight Strolls:

They say the eyes are the window to a person's heart. An open window for some people. But others who felt nothing and knew nothing good, their windows where barred shut with the curtains drawn.

Now when Ron starred into Hermione's eyes he could see fear and love. But he would never say that as it sounded like breaking her privacy. The common room was filled that Sunday night, students rushed to finish there weekend homework. The only one who could not really be seen was Harry, who did not want to see Ron embarrass himself anymore.

It was too noisy, too many people. That was what kept them apart that night. And after pretending nothing was going on between them. They acted like that instead of like two love struck young children.

Of chores this was only an act. The truth was that Hermione had the biggest feeling that made her nearly just jump into Ron's arms and kiss him. Let all her grief spill, and let the rest of the house see. Let the whole world know. But she just couldn't, it was too crazy.

This was Hermione's thoughts she knew he was there. But was his heart with her there? She knew she would never love anyone else. Ever! But didn't Ron feel the same or did he just 'like her'?

"What?" Ron asked quietly noticing Hermione starring at him.

"Oh I was just thinking... we should get back to this charms essay." Hermione said reaching for her book from Ron's hand. Her hand touched his and stayed for a second maybe a few but it seamed like an eternity. Hermione blushed and Ron loved her soft face when it blushed, he knew his ears where probably; well most definitely, bright red.

This was how it was. Small hints, little moments and a lot of heart. Sometimes Hermione wondered if he still liked her... and Ron felt the exact same feeling.

Hermione carried on with everyday life, well for her. Troubled by Harry and confused by Ron, she didn't sleep well and often she took midnight strolls around Hogwarts. ' You've finally influenced me,' Hermione would say to herself as she found herself sneaking out by the lake.

Hermione gazed peacefully out at the lake and stared into the sea of stars in the sky. She would sit and think every night, every night.

Ron and Harry soon noticed Hermione's missing presence every night. She some how still managed to do her homework hours before everyone else. Soon not only Harry and Ron didn't know where she walked every night.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ron said angrily one night as he caught Hermione pulling on her gloves.

"Ron? Oh...I'm just going for a walk." Hermione said pulling the portrait aside.

"Can I come with?"

Hermione did in fact did take Ron on a walk. But it was not her usual route she didn't think she was ready to be somewhere so beautiful with him. Not with a friend, just a friend... she would have to wait till he saw more in her. Not until he knew her, actually knew her...

N/F/Y

Hum... Hermione had mixed feelings. Next chapter are favorite Red Haired boy will become really deep (no not like his actors voice)! Through the eye's of this red haired chap as well!