I couldn't believe it, that day, at Hogesmede, Me and Ron? It's just way too weird. We'd never tell Harry. It just kind of happened.
"Hey Ron," I said timidly
"Hey Hermione," said Ron
"It's to bad Harry couldn't come. I know he wanted to."
"Yeah"
I couldn't think of anything else to say. I really felt weird being alone with Ron. I'm used to having Harry with us. I don't know what came over me.
"Hey, lets go to Zongo's" I declared.
"Naw, lets go to the Shrieking Shack. That would be cool"
"OK" I replied under my breath.
Sometimes I just wish we could have gone to Zongo's. It would have worked out better and it never would have happened. I just felt like, it was needed.
"Ron, I'm kinda tired. Can we sit down please?"
"Hermione, we're almost there!"
"PLEASE!"
"OK, but just for a bit."
I could tell he felt it too.
"I'm sick of being made fun of because I have muggle parents. It's not fair."
I had never admitted that to someone. I didn't know that the first would be Ron.
"I know what you mean Hermione."
"How, you have witches as your parents!" I snapped back.
"Yeah, you're right. But, I know it hurts you, and I'm sorry that people do that to you. It isn't your fault. Plus, id doesn't even matter. They have no right to do that."
"Thanks Ron."
Right then I felt it. A weird punch right in my stomach. I knew then that it wasn't any stomach flu. It was love. Ron then leaned over on the snow-covered ground, and gave me a small peck on my lips. I couldn't just have a peck, I had to have more. I leaned back and gave it all I could. It was an intimate moment. A moment I would never forget. I don't know how long we kissed, but I know it was long enough.