Chapter Two:

"I am stuffed!" Ron said, after eating a very large meal, consuming everything as if he hadn't eaten in weeks.

"Me too," agreed Harry and I. "Should we go back to the dorms?" "I guess so, there's nothing really else to do."

So, we headed off to the dorms, and when we got to the common room we said our goodnights. I hugged both of them, and went to my dormitory. As head girl, I got to choose whoever I wanted to bunk with for the year, so we got a bit more privacy. The person I chose to bunk with was Ginny. Over the years, she and I have become great friends, because she knows that I like Ron, and I know that she fancy's Harry. She's probably my best girl friend. When I got there I found Ginny fast asleep, and decided to wait until morning to tell her what I found out on the train. Everything was unpacked, so I just went to bed. For some reason I had problems sleeping. I decided to grab one of my many books and headed down stairs to the common room.

When I got there I was surprised to find Ron there. "Hermione, what are you doing up? You should really be sleeping, because we've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

"Well, I couldn't sleep."

"Oh, would you like to join me?"

"Sure." So I plopped myself down on the couch, in front of the fireplace, right next to Ron. We talked for hours, which only seemed like minutes when I heard thunder. There was one big crack that scared me to death. Instinctively I jumped onto Ron.

"Hermione, it's okay. It's only a thunderstorm."

"Yeah, I guess you're right, I just got a little scared. Sorry."

The next morning I woke up happy as could be. For starters, Ron liked me, and it was the first real day of school. Nothing could bring me down today. When Ginny got up, I told her all about it.

"I knew it! I knew that Ron had a crush on you, but he never said anything. I just never brought it up with him, because I know what he would say. You know how defensive he can get. Oh, Hermione that's just great! Does he know that you like him?" asked Ginny, as her face was lighting up.

"Not yet. I don't think he will make the first move because he's got no self confidence, so I might just do it myself," I replied. "Well good luck!" "Thanks."