A/N: Here it is I want you to see it, tell me what you think (REVIEW) and like many stories it starts off with some mischief...

Chapter1

Now You Know

"Five gallons, on they kiss next Friday." Gorge said, staring at the two bickering. "I'll double that!" Gorge said, nodding.

"I'll triple that they won't!"

"Me as well... you in Tim?"

"I'm in!"

"Excellent!"

"Ron, I'm not sure we should be here?" Hermione nagged.

"Why not?" Ron asked angrily, "It is our Graduation party!" Hermione was really being such a worrier.

"How many people do you actually know here?" Hermione asked matter-o-factly.

"You, Harry, Ginny, Fred, Gorge, um... I know him." He pointed to a blonde girl, "And I'm pretty sure I know him!" Ron said.

"Exactly, Fred and Gorge just invited us so they'd have an excuse for a party! Come on..." Hermione said tugging him.

"Why can't you calm down and be more fun, I mean Ginny and Harry are having a blast, Fred and Gorge are over there socializing, and you and me are bickering as usual, why can't you just..." Ron stopped.

"Just what?" Hermione asked frustrated, "You hate me don't you; I don't even know why I put up with you all the time!" She ran towards the door, "I'll be at the head quarters, Ron."

"Oh, little Ronnikins, is having trouble with the ladies. If I where you I wouldn't be so cross to a fine lady like Hermione." Fred said putting his hand on his shoulder.

"What are you on about?" Ron said raising his eyebrows.

"Master Gorge and I have an offer you can't refuse." Fred pushed Ron to the room Gorge was standing outside of.

"We are willing to give you a smacking 15 galleons, if you do us a small favor." Gorge winked.

"15 Galleon, tempting but what do you want me to do?" Ron asked.

"Next Friday, we are having a party, and we need you to kiss Hermione!" Fred wiggled his eyebrows, "Wouldn't you like that?"

"You're crazy; Hermione doesn't even want to be friends!"

"15 Galleons, one kiss. That's all we ask... just think about it." It was tempting, wait she's my friends nothing else, you'll be lucky if she's still you're friend.

"I got to go guys..." Ron ran out of the room, out the living room and through the front door, he saw a signal figure walking slowly and quietly down the street.

One is this the loneliest number that you'd ever do. One is this the loneliest number it's much worse then number two. One is the loneliest number, number, you'll ever do. It's just no good any more since you went away, number. –The Beatles

"Hermione! Come back, I never meant it! Hermione stop!" Her walking bolted into a run. "Hermione, I don't think I could live without a friend like you." She kept running the ran pouring down, and the water splashing as she ran, "Hermione I love you!" She stopped.

"What?" Hermione asked turning around, Ron was wondering the same thing, "Did you..."

"I said I love you." Ron answered quietly, he was embraced with a giant hug, and the sweet honey smell from her hair rushed through his mind. "Hermione, you're right we shouldn't be at the twin's party we should be where ever you fancy."

"I love it right here. With you." Hermione said, and the next thing Ron knew her lips where pressed against his, and a smile stretched across his face.

Something in the way she moves attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she moves me makes me believe. Something in her smile she knows that I don't need no other lover...- The Beatles

A mysterious twinkle of a beautiful melody played on the shimmering wet street. They began to dance, staring at each other like they where the only ones in the world. "I can't believe this..." Ron whispered in her ear.

"What can you not believe?" Hermione asked rocking back and forth in the southing melody.

"You would kiss someone like me." Ron said.

"Well now you know."