A/N: Ok, I finally got Chapter 3 figured out! I've been bad about updating this fic in comparison to my other fic "What of the Marauders?" I'd like to thank my more recent reviewers such as Hermione Double and Jessi Hartnett. Thanks for the support in my fic! I hope you all enjoy this chapter (this includes beyond infinity and any new readers). And I admit that the chapters have been short, sorry about that this fic just works well in small pieces. So, um . . . on with the fic!
As Ron lay down for the night he heaved a great sigh. Nothing went as he had hoped. Well, except for Hermione not going out with Krum. That there in itself was a great relief. But Hermione still did not know how he felt. "What am I going to do?" whispered Ron to himself as he rolled over to go to sleep hoping that an idea would come to him in the morning.
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Ron woke up that morning and decided that he was going to tell Hermione at breakfast no matter who was around.
"You coming Ron?" asked Harry as he slipped his wand into his pocket.
"Yeah," answered Ron following Harry out of the dormitory and the stairs to the Common Room.
"Morning 'Mione," greeted Harry as he reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Morning, Harry, Ron," she answered.
"Morning," replied Ron seeing Hermione's beautiful beaming face. She seemed lovelier every time Ron saw her. "Would some one so beautiful and perfect ever go for someone like me?" thought Ron, "I guess it's a risk I'm going to have to take."
"Hermione, I need to talk to you," continued Ron deciding that now was as good as time as any.
"What is it?" asked Hermione.
"Hermione, I . . ." started Ron when he was so rudely interrupted by Fred and George.
"Morning all!" they cried as they bounded don the stairs knocking Ron over since he was in the way.
"Ow! Watch it!"
"Oh, did we hurt poor ickle Ronniekins?" teased Fred as her and George lifted him up and started to brush him off.
"Knock it off!" cried Ron, shoving the two away. He had always hated the nickname the two had given him.
"Geeze, we were only trying to help!" explained George holding his hands up in innocence.
"I don't want your help!" growled Ron, it wasn't on the nickname that irked him it was the point that he had once again been stopped from telling Hermione how he felt yet again.
"Comeon Ron," broke in Hermione, "we need to get to breakfast so we won't be late for class."
Ron consented and followed Hermione and Harry to the Great Hall.
"Ron, I just remembered," mentioned Hermione as she grabbed a piece of toast and a knife to put jam on it, "You were about to tell me something before Fred and George bumped into you. What was it?"
"This is it Wesley," Ron cautioned himself. "Hermione, I really like you and I was wondering if you would like to go out with me?"
Hermione dropped her toast and knife.
"Hermione?" asked Ron testing the waters.
"Oh, Ron, I wish you hadn't," answered Hermione.
"What? Why?" asked Ron confused.
"I'm not interested in you in that way."
"Oh, ok," answered Ron a little hurt.
"I'd better go," suggested Hermione, getting up and leaving without eating anything.
"What was that about?" asked Harry who had just finished talking to Neville.
"Nothing," answered Ron skulking-ly. He realized that he just ruined a friendship that can never be the same again.
A/N: Well, that's Chapter 3. As for chapter 4 I need all your alls opinion on it. I'm thinking of taking a different approach to it. Instead of just sticking with just Ron's POV I thought I might go into another's POV like Hermione's. If you like my idea of telling you what Hermione is thinking then let me know if not then I'll just stick to Ron's thoughts. It's up to you! E-mail me at Newbie_suggestion_box@hotmail.com or tell me in a review what you want. Thank's a bunch!