A/N: Chapter four! It's Stargate Monday today so I can probably get this done WHILE I watch it! HAHAHA! I'm such a multitasker! WAIT!!! NO!!! I've ALREADY SEEN THIS ONE!!! AAAAAAH! IT'S THE REPLICATORS!!! RUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!! sigh Well yeah . . .

P.S. Sorry, to tell you Holly-Jane, but there will not be a Harry Ron conflict over Hermione! Sorry, but unless they are very Very VERY well written, Harry/Hermione ships really gross me out! I don't know why, but I think it is just wrong!!! To me, Hermione belong with Ron and ONLY RON!!! Ok, enough of that!

Sunlight hit her eyes as Hermione woke up sleepily. She noticed she was on the soft sofa in the common room. It was early and no one but Ron, Ginny, and her were in the silent room. She had seen that the house elves had cleaned up the mess from last night, the poor things. Why couldn't people just pick up after themselves? Was that so hard?

She noticed she was still leaning on Ron and grinned to herself. She stood up hesitantly, wanting to lie back down and fall asleep against Ron's shoulder again. Reaching her arms in the air she stretched and yawned. The sun was just coming up over the horizon. The fire had burnt out, and the room was chilly. Hermione cautiously reach into Ron's robes and plucked his wand from the inside pocket. Muttering a small incantation, a flame popped onto the tip of the wand, and she laid it gently onto a log in the fireplace. The log quickly became engulfed in flames and the room became warm almost immediately. She slipped the wand back in Ron's pocket.

Breakfast would be starting in a few minutes. She went up the stairs to the bedchamber. Opening the door quietly, she crept into the large circular room. Trying not to wake her roommates, Hermione searched through her trunk for her robes. Quickly slipping them on, she looked around for her wand. It was on her nightstand. She grabbed it and snuck out of the room.

Ginny was awake when she returned to the common room. "Good morning," she whispered as to not wake up Ron. Hermione smiled.

"Are you hungry?" she asked Ginny. "Breakfast should be starting any minute now." Ginny nodded and they headed down to the Great Hall. No one was out in the corridors except for them. The portraits on the walls still snoozed; some even snoring. Ginny and she sniggered as they walked by.

The Great Hall was nearly empty. Some of the teachers sat at their table, but that was all. Only two other students sat at the tables. Two Hufflepuffs. They were conversing among themselves. Ginny and Hermione sat down at the middle of the Gryffindor table and helped themselves to the food.

Entertaining themselves with a witty conversation, Ginny and Hermione sat in the Great Hall for a long time. Many people were coming in now, and the two of them were already stuffed. They decided to go back up to Gryffindor tower.

On their way up, they ran into Ron and Harry. Harry looked visibly happier and Ron looked as though he had just woken up. "Good morning," Hermione said to them smiling. "Just wake up?" She quirked an eyebrow.

"Actually yes," Ron said stopping as if to talk to her. Harry grabbed the arm of his robes and pulled him away. Ginny and she giggled. It had been a long time since she had been able to talk to Ginny as she had in the Great Hall, and the two of them talked of things she would not have with any other person.

The common room was loud now. Many people were awake and about, packing up the remainder of their things they had left in the common room. This reminded Ginny that she still had some packing to do. She left by way of the staircase up to her room.

Hermione slumped down into the couch she had fallen asleep on the night before. She smiled remembering whom she had used as a pillow. Her smile faded however when she realized what she was doing. Was she really thinking about Ron as more than just a friend? No, she couldn't be. There had to be a logical explanation. There must be.

She sat there thinking for a few minutes. Ginny finally came down and sat next to her. At her vexed state, Ginny asked what was wrong.

"Nothing," she answered truthfully. "Nothing at all." There was nothing wrong with her. In fact, she was inexplicably joyous. Ginny looked confused.

"Then why are you sulking about?" she asked in a way the imitated her face.

"I am not sulking!" Hermione said defensively. She was just sitting down. "We should go to the Entrance Hall. The train will be leaving soon."

Making their way through the narrow corridor of the Hogwarts Express, Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron found an empty compartment and settled themselves in it. Ron sat across from Hermione who kept eyeing him strangely as if trying to read his mind. He pretended not to notice.

"So did everyone have a good year?" Ginny asked them. "I myself, thought it was quite enjoyable. Well, except for those horrible OWLs!"

"Yeah, the exams were horrible," Ron agreed. He actually thought he did well on one of them, but there was no telling until he received his marks during the summer.

"Well, through it all," Harry began, "I thought it was bearable enough. I don't want to go back to the Dursley's, though!" Ginny gave a small giggle.

"Maybe you can come stay with us," Ron offered. His mother always agreed for Harry to come during the summer. She said he was like a son to her.

"Hermione, what about you?" Harry asked curiously.

"Well, it was alright," she said hesitantly. "It wasn't as good as all the other years." She gave a slight laugh. "I did enjoy the exams more. I actually found them to be challenging!" Everyone in the compartment – well, all but Hermione – burst out laughing. That was a typical answer from her.

They talked like this for most of the trip. Eventually, they started played Exploding Snap, but only Ron wanted to finish it. He thought to himself as they continued talking. He looked over at Hermione, taking in every feature. Crookshanks sat curled up in her lap, and her hair looked tidier than usual. He laughed to himself when he remembered how it used to be, big and wavy. Now, it hung down by her shoulders in soft curls, framing her face. Her brown eyes sparkled. She really was pretty.

The train's breaks started to squeak. They were there. They all started to gather their belongings they had brought aboard. Ginny gasped as she remembered something.

"Oh Hermione!" she said desperately. "Will you come with me to find Seamus? He still has my jokes from Fred and George."

"Well, you live with them," Hermione said, "Does it really matter?"

"Yes, it does! These are very rare for them," she told her. "They gave them to me for Christmas and I never used them."

"Well, okay," Hermione said giving in. She turned to Harry and himself. "But I might not see you when I get off the train so, goodbye!" She leaned over to Harry and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Take care of yourself Harry, don't be doing anything you shouldn't be while you're at your aunt's and uncle's." She leaned over to Ron. His heart was pounding. When she kissed his cheek – just as Harry's – his insides took a big jerk. "Same with you Ron. Don't pester your mother too much." She smiled at them both. "Have a good summer."

"Yes, yes, okay, come on," Ginny said dragging her out of the compartment.

Ron was in a daze. She had just kissed him, on the cheek. He had never felt so happy in his life. He wanted more though. Another one.

He grabbed Hermione's arm, pulling her back into the compartment. Without even thinking of what he was doing, he quickly kissed her. Though it was only a quick millisecond, it seemed to last for ages and ages. A quick jerk pulled their lips apart – Ginny – and Hermione disappeared around the corridor, confusion covering her face.

"Whoa," Harry said, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

A/N: Well, how was it. Ok I hope! I am writing this like wild fire! I only started rewriting chapter one yesterday! Well, of course it is different to you, since I do not update every day. Well, you understand. Sorry about the first part in Hermione's PoV! It must have been soooooooooo boring! On to Chapter five . . .