JUST RON
by: Black Is Back
Chapter 6 – Rejections and Revelations
"Okay, question one: Who was your first crush?"
Ron looked perplexed for a minute then finally answered.
"My Aunt Miltrude?"
It sounded more like a question that and answer to Hermione.
"Are you asking or telling?"
"Telling. I uh, thought she was so pretty and smart," he said softly.
That wasn't exactly what I was expecting. This next question will tell me. Here goes nothing. Hermione cleared her throat and continued.
"Question two: Tell your feelings about the person you are doing this assignment with." Hermione looked up expectantly.
Ron inspected Hermione for a minute then finally answered the long awaited question.
"Well, 'Mione, you are a great friend and I don't know what I would do without you."
Hermione felt her heart plummet to the pit of her stomach.
What?! That's it? A great friend?
She looked up at Snape for support. He rolled his eyes then buried his face in his hands with a heavy sigh. He got up and walked over to the pair.
"Miss Granger, apparently you grabbed the wrong potion because the one you gave to Mr. Weasley is not working."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bottle.
"Now Mr. Weasley here is Miss Granger's potion, drink this then answer the questions again."
Ron looked as if Christmas had been cancelled.
"Oy! I already did mine!"
"I'll let you two work this out I think Mr. Longbottom needs my assistance."
Hermione looked over at Neville and he was turning a deep purple not to mention inflating like a balloon. She looked back at Ron.
"Well, go ahead! Drink the potion, it won't kill you."
"Hey! I already did mine. It's not my fault you grabbed the wrong potion. Why don't you go first?"
"Because I don't want you to know my true feelings for you until I know how you feel about me," Hermione said simply then quickly shut her hand over her mouth. She said it before she knew what she was doing. Ron's vetriserum obviously worked very well.
"What?" Ron said faintly.
Hermione looked as if she was fighting back tears.
"Well, I've started to develop romantic feelings for you," She got up and ran from the room but couldn't stop talking. "I wanted to know if you liked me in the same way."
Hermione didn't know where she was going or why but she knew she didn't want to see or talk to anyone.
Where can I go? Hermione thought determinedly. Oh, of course the Room of Requirement!
Hermione ran to the blank wall opposite the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy. She immediately began to pace in front of the bit of wall thinking hard about what she wanted from the room.
I need somewhere private...a place to be alone...No one will be able to find me.
On her third pass by the wall a light pink door appeared in the center of it. She turned the handle and walked in. It was cozy but not small in the least bit. One wall was completely covered in cases and cases of books. On the back wall there was an enormous oak bed that looked like the most comfortable thing Hermione had ever seen. There was a lit fireplace and a comfy armchair waiting for anyone to sit in it. Hermione gave a sigh of relief and went over to the bed. As soon as she lay down she began to drift off to sleep and forget about the revelation she just made to the man she loved.