Disclaimer: all characters and place-names belong to the great J.K. Rowling. Even thought I kinda wish I did. ;( (;
this is my first story please R&R. Tell me how I did and if I am worth reading
Feelings Mutual
We always fought,
I never new why,
yet under it all I really did.
It was to hide my feelings,
oh how I want to tell you, Hermione,
but my pride won't let me,
I dream of you every night, I suppose I've wanted you always,
but how could I tell you, not knowing if you felt it, too?
I wake up most nights now shocked of my dreams,
I find I have my subconscious mind always on him,
In dreams we kiss,
but I know it can't be so,
oh, how I wish it,
with all the fights, with all the screaming rows,
I find that I love him more,
but how can I tell him, how can I,
not knowing if he loved me too?
Gosh, I think I love him.
every time I look at her, shivers run down my back,
every time I'm furious with her I smile on the inside,
because I know that I–love– her,
there I said it–I love her–and it's completely true
He drives me nuts,
but everything about him is great,
Harry knows,
Harry see,
but Ron avoids it,
Ron just doesn't see that I love him.......
Harry knows how much I care for her,
maybe– just maybe– she loves me too
maybe our feelings are mutual
maybe he will know.....
Harry had gone up to bed early and Ron and Hermione were left alone in the Gryffindor common room.
"Hermione......?,"Ron asked quietly. Hermione looked up from her Arithmancy essay and smiled. Oh how beautiful she was.
"Ron?"her voice was so soft, so smooth..... suddenly he felt a little sick–but he had to do it.
"I kinda–sorta–well I.....," his face became hot and he knew his ears were red.
"Ron?, what is it?" she was looking a little worried.
Hermione? Do you like—," his voice was stuck in his throat, but he managed to croak out the last word, "me?"
Hermione
Hermione's eyebrows shot up. Oh my god! What did he just say? Could this be the moment that she had been dreaming of?. "Would it be bad if I did?"
Was Ron trying to say what she thought he was trying to say? There was silence for a moment then, "'Mione, I...... l-like you a lot." he finished. He was breathing really hard and his ears went even redder, if that was possible.
She felt a smile cross her face, she new she was beaming. "oh Ron, I like you, too."
Ron
Was he hearing correctly or was this a dream? He felt for his arm and pinched as hard as he could. "Ow!!!" so it wasn't, she had just said she liked him!!
"So....er....do you want to......er.....do you want to go to the next Hogsmead trip with me?" What if she turned him down?!
"I would love to," her voice was soft and loving. She was so beautiful.
"Great," this was so great. He–Ronald Weasley–had asked out his best friend of six years out on a date and she had excepted!!!!!
Hermione
Hermione closed her Arithmancy book and stood up, she kissed him oon the lips, and then straightening up said, "well I'm going to bed, see you, Ron."
As Hermione walked upstairs she was beaming and she new Ron was too. Her dreams had come true. Ron liked her and had asked her out on a date she just couldn't wait to tell someone about it. Someone–anyone–, probably Ginny, she would understand, after all she was Ron's sister, she should know. The feelings between her and Ron were mutual and it just made her feel great.
So that was my 1st time writing anything wait for the second chapter it will probably be longer set in Hogsmeade (foreshadowing!!!!!!!!)