Ron jumped through the portal and looked around and found Hermonie sitting with her knees up to her chin, her hands in front of her face sobbing silently. He swallowed hard and walked over to her and sat down next to her slowly.

"Hermonie I'm sorry," Ron said softly as he looked down at his hands.

"You meant it all. I know it," Hermonie mumbled from behind her hands.

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did."

"No I didn't."

"Then why did you say it?"

"Because I actually think I have a crush on you," Ron admitted, closing his eyes as he did so. Hermonie's head shot up and she looked at him in surprise.

"You do?" She asked confused.

"Yeah, but I've never had a crush before. I'm only eleven and I don't want to have a girlfriend. I'm just trying to figure out where I stand in my wizarding family. I'm the last boy... I don't know. I just am confused, but I do know that I like you alot. It's just I don't want my brothers or anyone else for that matter to know," Ron rambled.

"I understand."

"You do?"

"Yes, Ron I do. Except for the siblings part since I'm an only child. I have a crush on you too. I know I'm different. I have an idea."

"What? And your difference makes me like you you know."

"How about we become friends for at least a year. Then maybe when we are twelve or thirteen or something, if we still feel the way we do about each other, we'll date or something."

"I like that idea, Hermonie."

"Thanks for saying what you did about my being different though. That was sweet."

"You're welcome."

"Well we better go back in. You coming Ron?"

"Yeah, wait Hermonie a second."

"Yes Ron?"

Ron got up and took her hand in his, pulled her forward and kissed her gently on the lips.

"What was that for Ron?"

"For being yourself. Come on let's go back and join the party." Hermonie smiled and they went back into the common room.