Chapter 2

"Ron honey! Ron get up. Ron? RONALD WEASLEY!"

Ron shot up in his bed with his eyes half open, and still partially in his dream. "Wha Mum? Wha's happenin?" Ron tried focusing on his mother. Mrs. Weasley looked like a blur standing in the doorway.

"Get up. I have to clean. We've got Harry arriving in a few short hours." She said starting to pick up Ron's dirty clothing off the barley visible carpet.

"Wha?" Slowly Ron's vision started to sharpen and he was able to see and understand what his mother was doing. "Oi Mum! What are you doing?! Leave my clothes alone. And what are u talking about? Harry cant be coming soon. It's the middle of the bloody night!!" He said pointing towards the black sky outside his window. Sure enough his suspicions were confirmed. The muggle clock his father set up was flashing 4:48 AM.

"Ron, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop swearing so much. You're father would say you have the mouth of a trunk driver! Or is it truck driver" she said looking thoughtfully at a pair of dirty socks she had just picked up. "OH what does it matter. Now up up up!"

Ron groaned and rolled out of his bed. 'Im so bloody tired' he thought 'there's no way im staying up.' He trudged into the hallway scanning his brain for the closest bed. Directly across the hall he looked at the closed door to Fred and George's old room. Fred and George are now living in a enormous flat in the most posh part of London. Mr and Mrs. Weasley took advantage of the spare room and turned it into a guest room for Lupin or Tonks or any members of the Order when they came to visit. Ron opened the door and plopped himself on the bed. 'Ahhhhhhhhh. This is nice.' Within in minutes Ron was startled once again.

"GET UP! I spent HOURS cleaning this room yesterday for Hermione and now you're ruining it. GET UP GET UP GET UP!" Mrs. Weasley howled.

Ron groaned and rolled himself out of the warm comfy bed. He watched his mother walk off mumbling to herself about how kids these days had no decency about something or another as mops, brooms, and cleaning supplies floated behind her towards his bedroom. So with a scowl on his face he walked downstairs and past Ginny's room where he heard a light snoring and down into the living room. In the living room he tried to make his 6' frame comfortable on a 5' long couch. After 15 minutes of tossing and turning he finally found a comfortable position. And again within minutes he was snoring loudly.

It's late at night and Ron is visiting Hermione and Harry in their brand new apartment. The only thing is that the living room looked a whole lot like the Gryffindor common room. He stepped into the room and calls out for them. "Harry! 'Mione im here!" He looked around the dark room and saw no one. "Hello? Is anyone home." He turned as he heard a door close behind him. Hermione came walking out of a room. It took a minute to focus on her since the only light in the room was the fire place blazing bright. As she got closer he saw she looked stunning. Her hair was pulled up, away from her face and as his eyes traveled down he saw she was wearing an extremely low cut shirt. Maybe it was the shirt that did it but she looked different. She looked more mature and sexy than he had ever seen her. " 'Mione, uh hello. Where's Harry?" he sputtered as he slowly brought his eyes away from her chest and back into her glittering brown eyes. "He's out." she said walking up to him. "Out? Uh where? Hermione, What are you doing?" he asked. She had come so close to him that their noses were practically touching and she placed one hand in his thick ginger hair. Shaking her head she raised the other hand and she silenced him by placing her finger over his lips. "Shhhhh" she said lightly. He felt his heart swelling and she inched closer and closer and just as he was positive his heart was going to burst out of his chest, she placed her lips on his and began kissing him gently. He could barely kiss her back he was so stunned. She let her lips linger for a second before pulling back. "Ron" she spoke, "I Lov-"

"Ron come on now I can hear you all the way from the kitchen!"Ginny screamed loudly..

Ron snorted as he jumped in the air. 'I could KILL her for waking me up at that moment! What was she thinking the stupid little prat??? And Hermione! She loved me! Oh wow. Sod it and get with the picture, it was a dream!' Ron ruffled his hair in frustration. 'What did that dream mean? It felt SO real and she was so beautiful.' He touched his lips and shook the dream from his head. Sighing, he got up to the smell of bacon and eggs and sausages cooking in the kitchen. His stomach gave a loud growl and by the look of the sun and blue sky, it definitely well into the morning. Or so he thought.

"Gin what time is it?" He asked grabbing a piece of sausage off her plate.

"It's 6:15 now get your dirty hands out of my plate and make your own breakfast!" She snapped back swatting his hand out of her dish.

"6:15?! You've got to be kidding me?? Harry better be worth this." He said fuming at the thought of being up so early.

"Oh please Ron, just get up already. Unless you want to, uh finish that dream about Hermione. . ." she trailed off only looking up from her plate for a split second. Sure enough she saw his face the color of the ketchup he slopped all over his eggs. She couldn't help but start giggling.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He snapped with his fork mid air. The heat was creeping up his face and he prayed that she wouldn't look up from her breakfast plate.

"You seemed pretty happy, you had a smile on your face." She watched his mouth drop and his face get even redder. She couldn't contain her laughter and burst out spraying her eggs back onto the plate.

"You're so gross Ginny! And you have NO clue what you're talking about!" Ron stood up so fast he knocked his chair down. He could feel his temper getting to the best of him while Ginny sat there holding her side from laughing so hard. Not bothering to pick the chair up he stormed out of the kitchen leaving his half eaten breakfast on the table for his bratty little sister to clean up. He grabbed towels from the hall closet and slammed the door to the bathroom as hard as he could. 'Why does she have to treat me like that?! God knows its not a secret that Im practically in love with the girl but why does she have to tease me like that? UGH sisters. Id rather have another Fred AND George over her.' He turned the hot water on high, undressed out of his boxers and t-shirt and stepped into the streaming shower. He let out a deep sigh and he could feel his temper easing away. After nearly 30 minutes later and all the hot water being used up, he stepped out of the shower, dried off as much as possible with the towel, wrapped it around his waist and headed towards his bedroom.

The door was open and it was completely spotless. He saw the other bed from the twins room set up and closet space and drawers were cleared for Harry. Ron closed the door behind him and dressed in an old pair of muggle khaki shorts and a black t shirt. The shirt was a bit tight compared to last summer but it'll have to do. 'I NEED a job. I cant even fit into my old clothes anymore.'

Ron grabbed some parchment out of his desk and grabbed a quill and scribbled a quick note to Harry to tell him his room was done. He rolled it up, grabbed the squeaking owl from the cage in the corner of his room and struggled to put the parchment on the owls small leg. "Stand still you bloody animal!" he said through gritted teeth. After a second of struggling he finally got it on the leg and sent him off to the Dursley's to let Harry know they were ready for him. He knew it was earlier than Harry expected but then again he didn't really expect to be up at 8 in the morning either.

As the owl flew off, Ron walked over to his dresser to grab a brush to comb through his still long hair, he saw his mum had found the letter Hermione wrote to him shortly after graduation and placed it on his dresser. Ron, forgetting about his hair, picked it up and read it for what seemed like the thousandth time. Why he bothered to read it he didn't know. He could practically recite it word for word. He sat down on his bed and began to read.

Dear Ron,
Well what can I say? You've done it! You've graduated from Hogwarts with the one of the highest grades on the NEWT's, you've survived being a prefect, you've become one of the best keepers Hogwarts has seen in years, and you've turned out to be one of the greatest people I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. Never mind helping Harry defeat Voldemort and being one of the best friends a girl could ever ask for. I know we tend to get into row's a lot but after what we went through in our last year, what with almost losing Harry and all and fighting all those dreaded death eaters, I want to put an end to it. I promise you ill be more considerate to you're feelings and I'll try not to get annoyed as often at the little things that you do. Ron, I love you. I just want you to know that. You're my best friend and you have the potential to do anything you desire to as long as you have me here to make sure that you're keeping up with your work! Now I spoke to Harry and you're just being stubborn! Please just let us LEND you some money so you can move into the flat with us! Once you start getting steady salary you can just pay us back? Please consider it once more! I'll see you when I get back from the states. I'll be missing you!

Love,
Hermione

'I love you. What does she mean by that? Clearly its meant just as a friend right? I mean c'mon look she must've said that we were best friends at least 600 times in this one letter alone. You cant be in love with your best friend can you? Well sure I LIKE her and I do love her all the same but that doesn't mean that she wants to, like, KISS me or anything. . .or does it?' Ron was so deep in thought he didn't hear his sister knocking on the door until she opened in slightly and peaked her head in. He looked up at his sister and after a second he remembered he was supposed to be mad at her. He put a scowl on his face and demanded, "What do you want?"

Ginny rolled her eyes at her brother and said broke into a huge grin, "Harry's just arrived, you might want to go say hello."

Ron got up and saw Ginny run down the stairs. He grabbed the brush ran it through a couple of times and He followed her down the steps but going much slower that her slight jog.

"Haaaaaaaaaaarryyyyyyyyyyy!" she squealed as she jumped into his arms. Harry was knocked back slightly and his glasses shifted side ways on his nose.

"Whoa Gin! I've missed you girly." He said while wrapping his arms around her and digging his face into her hair.

Ron watched this from the doorway and smiled. 'Now what's keeping the two of them from admitting their feelings for one another?' he questioned. On the contrary to what most people thought, Ron would be delighted if the two became a couple. By the smile on Harry's face, Ron knew it took someone or something very special or funny to make him smile like that after losing Sirius.

Harry placed Ginny firmly on the ground. And turned to his best friend.

"Hello mate" Ron said extending his hand to Harry.

"Hi Ron." Harry grabbed onto Ron's hand and after a second pulled Ron into a hug. "It's good to see you mate. Really good to be here as well."

To Be Continued. . . .

Authors Note: Tell me what you think! Please review!!!!! Good or bad? Can it be improved? Is there something you want to happen?? I have a good idea but it cant happen until they're in their apt. . .don't worry it's a slow start but its going somewhere, I promise!