Ron's Confession:

Harry and Ron dragged Ron's bags into his room and started unpacking each of their own bags.

"Uh, Ron, there's something I think I need to ask you. I've already asked your parents, but seeing as how you're my best mate, I should ask ya too."

"Well, Harry, what is it?" Ron said as he threw his clothes in a drawer.

"Well, umm, ya see... on Saturday I'm going to, uh...," (Man this was harder than he thought it would be). "ProposetoGinny," Harry quickly finished, ready for Ron's reaction. Ron stopped what he was doing and froze.

"WHAT?" he squeaked. Harry was sure Ron was going to explode, but instead Ron jumped over his bed and gave Harry a big hug.

"Wow, Harry, that's great. I mean it's a bit sudden, but that's great. And ya asked mum and dad, huh? Bet they like that."

Harry, a bit stunned, replied, "Uh yeah. But you're not upset?"

"Why would I be, Harry," said Ron as he leaned back.

"Well, I don't know. You're just a little protective, that's all."

"Yeah, guess I am but, it's you, Harry. I know ya love her and I wouldn't want her to be with anyone else.

"Thanks," said Harry with a smile. "I really do love her."

"Hey, have ya told Hermione yet? She'll be jumping off the walls." Ron said smiling and walked back to finish unpacking.

"Well, I want Ginny to tell her. I'm going to do it in private so nobody else knows, except you and your parents, and Hermione can be the first one she tells. Speaking of Hermione, she sure looks great, doesn't she?" Harry looked over at Ron. He glanced at Harry and then continued to put the last of his clothes away.

"Uh, yeah, she does."

"Ya know, Ron, ya seemed really happy to see her. More than me even."

"What, I can't be happy to see my friend."

"Ron you about drooled all over her when ya hugged her. You know you like her. Man, I know ya like her. Admit it, she means more you your than just a friend." Ron's face was fully facing Harry's, red and totally in shock. Harry laughed. "Come on, ya know ya do." There was silence for a moment and Ron set down on his bed.

"I have thought of her every single day since we all left each other."

"How long?" asked Harry, trying to be sympathetic to his friend, but laughing inside because both of his friends were mental; in his opinion.

"Since third year," was all Ron could say.

"Third year? Boy, I knew it since sixth year, but third year?" Harry was a bit shocked that his best mate kept this from him so long. "Well, then tell her, Ron."

"What? No way, I can't do that. I know she doesn't feel the same. We are just friends. No more."

"What is your problem, Ron. Just tell her. You never know what will happen," Harry said, trying to tell Ron that Hermione liked him too without actually saying it. They were going to have to get over their fears on their own.

Ron stood and started to raise his voice a bit, "Look Harry, I am not telling one of my best friends that I think she's the most beautiful and most intelligent person I've ever met; or that whenever a girl talks to me all I can think about is her. And I am definitely not telling her that I bloody can't live without her." Ron stopped and looked both relieved and horrified that he had finally said what was on his mind and heart.

Harry also was a bit shocked, "Ok, more than like her, then. But ya do admit it. So...Do...Something."

"Oh yeah, Harry. I'll just go straight down to Hermione and tell her."

"Tell me what?" Hermione voice rang from the doorway.

Both Ron's and Harry's heads whipped around to see Hermione leaning on the doorframe. Both boys were silent.

"Tell me what, Ron?" she eyed him questioningly and crossed her arms.

Ron's face was a bright red, "Well, uh, ya see, um..., the food smells great."

"Oh," Hermione gave him a strange look. "Thanks, it'll be ready in a minute. Anyway, I came to tell you your parents are back and I think George and Fred will be here in a second. They are dying to see you two, come on." She spun around and ran down the stairs. The boys just looked at each other.

"Ok, too close. Harry, just forget about the conversation and we'll have a great week." Ron said quickly and headed down the stairs. Harry rolled his eyes and followed his(mental) best mate down the stairs to greet everyone.

A/N: Ok, this may be a bit slow, but the later chapters will be better. Doesn't take much for Harry to get his friends to confess, does it? He he. He is good at almost everything. Let's hope he's good at proposing. Should happen in 2 to 3 chapters. Thanks for the reviews love ya all. Enjoy!