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Chapter 11: Surprise

The next morning Hermione woke up in her soft four-post bed as usual. However, when she opened it she discovered that it was not her room... it was the room of requirement. Hermione looked around the room and discovered lying some ten feet away was another four-post bed. She gradually got up and headed for the bed trying to be as quiet as possible. She tried hard not to scream when she saw who it was... it was Ron!

Quickly tiptoeing to the door attempting to get out of there as soon as possible. But of course it was lock. Hermione pulled out her wand and muttered "Alohomora!" But it just remained locked.

This was not good. Ron would think that she brought him in here but in fact it was his other best friend, his best friend's girlfriend, and his sister.

How could they do this to them. Hermione just thought that they would talk to him and convince him to talk to her. But they had actually locked her in this room where they placed a sound barrier upon the room so that nobody had heard them—

Ron stirred in the bed and slowly sat up yawning and stretching he opened his eyes and immediately spotted Hermione by the door trying to get out but failing miserably. Ron stumbled out of bed. "What are you doing here? And where have you put me? Is this the room of requirement?" Ron had asked looking at the familiar room.

Hermione nodded.

"Yes this is the room of requirement. And no I have not put you here. But I am here for the same reason you are, and that's because Harry, Luna, and Ginny all put us here probably thinking that we'll make up."

Furious Ron said, "YEAH RIGHT! LIKE I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO BE STAYING IN HERE WITH SUCH A JERK AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO ME? I DON'T THINK SO!"

Hermione didn't have a comment to add instead she just stayed there taking all the hurt in. She just said,
"you're right! You're absolutely right. You deserve someone much better. Someone who won't try to be someone else, so that they can win your attention. Someone who has especially put all of the effort into trying to get you to notice them. For six years Ron, you have never even looked at me in that way. And now that I had finally changed you started treating me like a goddess. I really liked the way you looked at Collette. You'd certainly never look at Hermione Granger in that way. For six entire years I have tried to prove to you that I can be the best. But you do deserve someone better. Someone like... Cally."

This was the reaction that Ron was so not hoping to receive. He felt pity toward Hermione. And yet he has like her since his first year. Since that day on the train, he knew that there was some kind of a romantic connection between the two. It was just so perfect. He thought that she would never like him. But now that she is finally admitting it, he realizes that he wants to spend the rest of his life with her. That is if she even wants to be with him after his little outburst.

"Look Hermione! It's not that I've never noticed you. It's just that you always would spend your time with Viktor Krum and you know I was jealous from that little talk we had about me liking a certain brainy bookworm." Ron paused as he wiped the tears that had just formed around Hermione's eyes. "I have liked you Hermione. Those girl's that you have seen me talking to were just trying to get my attention. But I already had a secret crush. And as for Cally, she's just the most annoying one of all. I do not like her at all. I don't know what she said to you Hermione but I'm really sorry.

"The truth is that I love you! I will never ever love anyone else as long as I live. If I had to describe the perfect person it would be you."

Hermione's tears were now flowing down her cheeks as if it were a waterfall. She absolutely loved this feeling. She was so happy that she threw her arms around him and they collapsed and the bed. (Don't worry I won't have them do anything like that. This is G remember?)

Ron patted her on the back awkwardly as she released him. "Ron, I love you too!" And with that she leaned in and kissed him. It was pure bliss. And so passionate. Because they knew that there first kiss would be with somebody that they loved so tenderly. Nobody could ever take this moment away.

But it was considering the three stooges had just walked in to the room clapping.