A startling Confession

Hermione yawned and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Even after her talk with Ron last night she still couldn't sleep. She knew she had woken up much later than everyone else had, she only hoped that Mrs. Weasley was still making breakfast.

Hermione walked into the kitchen attempting to keep from seeming groggy. She entered and saw Ron, Ginny, Mrs. Weasley, Mundungus and to her surprise Fred and George waiting at the table eating some of Mrs. Weasely's delicious eggs and bacon.

"Well hello sleeping Beauty," Said Fred.

"Nice of you to join us," Said George.

"What are you guys doing here?" Hermione said tiredly.

"What? Not glad to see us?" Asked the twins with mock offense.

Hermione smiled "Of course I'm glad to see you, I'm just tired."

"Yeah, so is Ron," Fred smiled wickedly at Ron. Both he and Hermione glared at the twins. Just like Ginny, they were always trying to hint at a relationship between her and Ron.

"Oh dear Hermione, just ignore them. Come and have a seat," Mrs. Weasley chirped sweetly. Hermione smiled and took a seat next to Ginny and across from Ron. Mrs. Weasley happily got up and served Hermione an abundant amount of food.

They all continued to chat happily at the table. Catching up and reliving memories. They were all glad to hear that Harry would be arriving that afternoon.

Hermione was the first to leave the table; she didn't have much of an appetite. She quickly went upstairs and put on a pair of jeans and a black v-neck T-shirt which had the picture of an orange cat on it. Ron said it looked a lot better than Crookshanks did. Hermione made it a point not to talk to him for a while and started finishing up her last bit of ancient runes homework. Not much longer, Ron warily made his way over to the table and stood next to Hermione.

"Hermione?" Ron asked shyly. She tried to keep a smug face and looked up at her friend.

"Yes Ron?"

"Imsorry" He stated quickly and quietly.

"Pardon?"

"I'm sorry, Crookshanks is an adorable cat," Ron said forcefully.

Hermione frowned. "Well, that's probably the best I'm going get from you so I'll accept you're apology."

Ron smiled "Thanks, Hermione!"

He sat down next to her plopping his History, Divination, and Potions books on the table.

"Ron! You waited this long to do all of that?" Hermione scolded.

"Well, I didn't have you around to keep pestering me to finish!"

Hermione frowned. She didn't say anything for a while. "Let me go get my potions essay, you can use it as a guide but not to copy, I know your hopeless in that class, you and Harry both," Hermione huffed and ran upstairs to fetch her essay.

Ron sighed. He was always grateful for Hermione's help, even though he didn't always show it. He looked over at Hermione's spot and examined the book she was reading about Ancient Runes. He opened the first page and lying between the pages was a folded piece of parchment. It looked like a letter. Ron thought about setting the book down, but his curiosity got the better of him. He glanced up the stairs making sure Hermione wasn't coming back and he quickly unfolded the letter.

Dear Hermione-

Quidditch is going great this season. Practice is a lot easier now that I'm out of school. I'm glad you had a great time in Bulgaria with me; I was so happy that you came. Next time I'm in London I would love to meet up with you. You really are an amazing girl Hermione Granger, I have never felt this way before.

Please write back soon, and let Harry know I said Hello.

Love,

Viktor

Ron's face quickly grew red with anger and he roughly folded the letter back up and slammed the book back shut.

At that moment, Hermione came down the stairs slightly out of breathe.

"I almost couldn't find it!" She said sitting back down in her seat.

Ron was quiet and just sat there glaring at her and Hermione continued on talking about the assignment. When she finally noticed that Ron wasn't paying attention and saw the look he was giving her, she frowned at him.

"What's wrong with you?"

He sat there glaring at her. He hated when they fought, but this was one argument that couldn't be avoided.

"You lied!" Ron growled. Hermione was startled by his fury.

"Excuse me?"

"You lied! You told me you went to the country side with your Mum and Dad when really you went to Bulgaria so you could snog with Krum!" Ron shouted with fury standing up from his seat.

Hermione stood with her mouth open, lost for words. She looked about ready to cry.

"You-you, read my letter!" She hissed "I can't believe this!"

"And I can't believe you! Running off to Bulgaria to be with Vicky when your friends are in mortal peril! You-are-a-traitor!" Ron bellowed.

Ginny came out of her room to see what all the noise was about, but didn't dare come down. Soon the portrait of Mrs. Black was screaming at the top of her lungs and Mrs. Weasley was trying to cover her back up.

"How could you invade my privacy like that?" Hermione shouted.

"Well I'm glad I did; now I know you lied to me!"

"Ron it's not what you think, Viktor is just my friend!"

"Yeah well judging from that letter he is definitely more than a pen-pal! Why didn't you tell me the truth?" Ron shouted looking hurt.

"Because you would act like this!"

"And for good reason!"

"Well, Ron, I'm having a bit of trouble figuring out why you always get so worked up over Krum! You used to practically be head over heels for him until I went to the Yule ball with him, what's your problem?"

"I don't trust him! He could be with who-know-who!"

"That's ridiculous Ron! And now you're making a scene again just like you did the night of the Yule ball! You have no reason to act like this Ron, Give me one good reason, why!"

"I have plenty of reasons!"

"Then Name one!"

"Because I like you!"

As soon as he yelled it his whole face turned red and he couldn't move. The only sound between them now was their heavy breathing. Hermione gaped at him furiously, ready to cry.

Without another word or thought Hermione threw the books to the floor and ran out of the room and out the door. Mrs. Weasley started to run after her but Mundungus stopped her. "I'll go get her Molly, I'm good at these talks, you shut Black up," he said and ran out the door after her.

Mrs. Weasley watched Mundungus leave after Hermione and she then turned to Ron who looked like he wanted to curl up and die.

"What did you say to her Ronald?"

Ron hung his head and ruffled his hair. "Nothing," he moaned and made his way up the stairs pushing his way right pass his sister.

Mrs. Weasley frowned.

Hermione slammed the door behind her and walked down the hall about a yard, stopped and kicked the wall hoping that the muggles who lived there wouldn't come out and scold her. Hermione sighed deeply and leaned against the wall. Her legs suddenly felt weak and she let her body slid down the wall and she sat against it with her knees bent up to her chest fighting the urge to cry.

Ron was one of her best friends. She loved him. And she had always thought of being more than friends, but was always under the impression that he would never look at her that way. Now she learns that he likes her and has liked her for at least two years now and had never said anything to her. Of course, now he probably hates her. She knew she shouldn't have gone to see Viktor, but she wanted to get over Ron, had to take her mind off everything. She had told Viktor before she left that they could only be friends, but he was persistent. And now that she lied, she had no Ron. But, how could he be such an idiot? If he liked her, than he should have said something. Maybe she should have made it more obvious how she felt.

Her racing thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Mundungus walking noisily toward her.

He smiled weakly down at her. Hermione prepared for him to try and convince her to come back in. She didn't feel like talking to anyone. But before she knew what was happening, Mundungus had his wand pointed down at her and he had a blank expression on his face. "Petrificus Totalus!" He said and Hermione's body stiffened up and she fell to the floor.

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