Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, just the plot.

A/N: I know that she may sort of ramble, but that's what teenage girls do. ;-)

Later that day we told Ron our good news.

Harry: "Me & Hermione have good news we want to tell you."

Ron: "What? Snape died?" he said hopefully.

God, I love him.

Me: "Uh, no... Me and Harry are boyfriend and girlfriend."

He looked confused.

Ron: "Wait....What did you say?"

Harry: "Hermione's my girlfriend."

His mouth dropped open.

Ron: "I can't believe it"

-Tell Harry you want to leave Lavender for me- I told him in my head.

Ron: "That's, er, great news."

-That's not what you're supposed to say!- I yelled in my head.

Harry: "Glad you agree."

Ron smiled weakly.

Having Harry as a boyfriend was one of the best things that ever happened to me. One of the sweetest people I've known. One time when it was dark and we were looking up at the stars Harry told me he had fancied me for a long time.

"You're everything I could've hoped for," he told me smiling.

I giggled and kissed the tip of his nose. Then he wrapped me up in a big warm bear hug. At that moment I wanted to forget everything about Ron. I just wanted to be with Harry.

Every other day Harry would give me little presents at breakfast. Sometimeshe'd show up with flowers, sometimes with candy, and sometimes the occasional thoughtful card. I had also managed to keep my mind Ron-free the whole time. That is, up until on afternoon in the Gryffindor Common Room.

Ron: "Harry! Come over here!"

Pause.

Harry: "Yeah, what do you want?"

Ron: "It's about Hermione."

Me: At the sound of my name, I had my ear against the wall for the second time in a short period of time.

Harry: "What about her? You know what Ron? I think I'm in love with her."

Ron: "Glad to hear it mate," -wait a second, he didn't sound too glad- "I just wanted to ask you not to hurt her."

Harry: "What do you mean?"

Ron: "Say, if you decided you didn't love her-"

Harry: "-but I do-"

Ron: "Again, glad to hear it. But I'm just watching out for Hermione."

Harry: "Why?! Do you have feelings for her??"

Ron: "She is one of my best friends Harry. And I don't want her to be hurt by my other."

Harry: "I don't know what you're talking about. I'd never hurt Hermione."

I smiled.

Ron: "Well I guess it's settled then."

I moved away from the wall.

I realized Ron was looking out for me. Then, in that moment, every single memory of him that I threw away, hit me all at once.

The time he helped defeat the troll in first year to save me in the bathroom. The time he was jealous of Viktor in my fourth. The time he gave me his cloak in fifth because I was cold.

A bunch of pictures of him clouded my mind. I saw him smiling that sheepish smile he had when he was embarrassed. I saw him angry at Draco, for calling me a Mudblood. I saw him panting, his gorgeous red hair windswept, and his face proud for winning a Quidditch match.

Remembering Ron all over again made me smile. And that's when I realized something else. I was using Harry to escape my feelings. In other words, my love for Ron. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't deny that it was unfair to Harry. Like I said: having Harry as my boyfriend was one of the best things that has ever happened to me. And the worst.

A/N: The chapter title is refering to how Hermione ignored her feelings for Ron, FYI...