Author's Note: Hi again! I'd like to thank my very first reviewer, RonLuver2005. Here's the third chapter, enjoy! And there will be about 3 more chapters, probably the story through Ron's POV.
Chapter 3: Love
Hermione woke up to the voices of Ginny and Harry sitting in the chairs across from her. She realized she was still holding Ron's hand in hers and quickly dropped it. She glanced up to see Ginny grinning at her, and, blushing slightly, turned to the bed see Ron still lying unconscious.
"Hello guys. How is he?" she said, looking worriedly at him.
"Madam Pomfrey said that he would be fine. He should come around in a few hours," Harry said, jumping slightly at the sound of her voice. He hadn't yet noticed that she was awake as he was, again, reading Quidditch Through the Ages.
"Are you coming to classes?" Ginny asked, standing and pulling Harry up by the hand.
"No, I want to be here when he wakes. And I'm sure Madam Pomfrey will understand and explain to the teachers," she said, turning back to Ron as the two left the room.
'He must have been hit hard' she thought a half hour later. She took his hand in hers once again and squeezed it. As she sat back in her chair, she couldn't help but think that he was a git for not listening to her in the first place. Another part of her felt guilty, as if it was her fault.
"If you like to stay with him, I'll tell your teachers. I do need some company in here, even if they aren't sick," Madam Pomfrey said, startling Hermione out of her thoughts and nodded. The nurse flicked her wand and a plate of sandwiches appeared on the desk by the bed.
"Make sure he gets some," she said, walking back to her office after checking Ron's head. Hermione gratefully ate a few sandwiches.
There was a long silence after Madam Pomfrey left, until almost an hour later, Ron began to move around in his bed.
"Ugh, what happened?" Ron asked groggily, attempting to sit up but falling back down. Hermione ran after Madam Pomfrey and came back minutes later to see Ron shoving two sandwiches in his mouth. The nurse gave him a disapproving look, but Hermione grinned at him.
"You're lucky Mr. Weasley. If Miss Granger and Mr. Potter hadn't slowed your fall, who knows how you would have turned out. She also stayed with you the entire time, even after I informed her that you'd be fine," she told him. Hermione blushed again, but Ron smiled at her.
"Well Mr. Weasley, you seem well enough. Here take this potion, then it's off to classes for both of you," she said, handing him a small cup and ushering the two of them out of the hospital wing.
"I guess she's right, we better get going before Snape's class begins," Ron said.
They walked together in silence. Hermione began to sense that the nervousness between them.
"Is something wrong?" she asked.
"Um, no. Actually, I just wanted to say thank you for staying with me while I was in the hospital wing."
"Isn't that what friends are for?" she said, stopping and smiling at him. Ron leaned forward and kissed her right on the lips. She barely had time to close her eyes before he pulled away.
"I'm sorry," he said awkwardly, turning away from her and beginning to walk quickly.
"It's alright… you just caught me off guard," she said, grabbing his arm and pulling him back.
"Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend?" he asked. A big smile spread across her face.
"I'd love to," she said, causing him to smile, too. She kissed him.
"Well, we should be off to class now," she said. They walked down the hallway together, hand in hand with smiles on their faces.
