Contemplating Confusion

by ©SimbiAni™ and SweetieK

Summary: A joint effort between two dream-dazed fans, one who can't get enough sappiness, and one who has a tendency to surround herself in drama. In this episode of our adventures, Hermione realizes she has a crush on both Ron and Harry. How will she come to terms with this new issue, and who will she choose? No specific year, and complete AU.

Warnings: This fic is not to be taken seriously. It is the result of a non-HP-writing fan (well, who admittedly dreams HP though) reluctantly bribed into RP-ing HP with a drama princess. Although this has been edited to fic form (meaning, minus all the zany chat inbetween each other's posts), you must still expect to encounter lots of randomness, sillyness, grammatical errors, repetitiveness, loss of sense of time, probly OoC-ness too, and extreme lack of plot. Once more, this fic is here purely for your amusement. You have been warned. Enjoy! Hopefully it brings a smile to your face, hehehe...

Chapter Twelve:

It Had to be You

Hermione watched Harry come down and waited for him to say something. She held her breath.

Harry breathed nervously. Oh, goodness... there she was. How was he gonna even start? "Hermione, I..."

Hermione stood up, flicking her wand behind her back to cancel the listening spell. She was definitely not going to be the one to speak first about what happened.

Harry walked over to her. "I got your letter. And..."

"And.. what?" she asked softly. She knew the 'And' but she didn't want him to know she was spying.

"Well," he kept pausing. Gah, why was this so hard? Really... "So, its me you like? Love? And you were really waiting for me to tell you how I felt- if I had any feelings for you? I mean, didn't ya notice I can be quite dense when it comes to these type of things- romantic stuff and all? I mean... and Ron... he's not okay. He's hurt. I know your feelings are important too, but you never even gave him a chance. I..."

Hermione looked at him and cleared her throat.

"Because I already knew it wouldn't work out. I don't know how.. but when he kissed me... I could tell. I felt absolutely nothing for him. That's when I realized it was you I loved," she replied in a softer voice than normal.

Ron came down at that moment. "Absolutely nothing, huh?"

Hermione nodded, ashamed Ron had heard that. "Yeah."

Ron shook his head. "Whatever..."

She nodded slowly, then looked at Harry.

He was still feeling reproachful. Sure he had feelings for her, but he couldn't do this Ron. He just wished Hermione wasn't so picky and could've had those feelings for Ron instead of him, at least that he could've dealt with better.

Hermione thought she knew exactly what Harry was thinking. She suddenly had an idea. "Harry, what did you feel when you kissed Cho?"

Harry startled. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Everything," she replied. "Just.. answer."

He faltered- "That was different. Completely different!"

Hermione shook her head. "No it wasn't, Harry! It wasn't different at all!"

He scoffed- "How so? That was first love and all- and we're all each other's 2nd!"

"Well, love or foolish crush or whateva you want to call it..." Ron added.

"Krum had kissed me I dunno when and I felt the same thing when I kissed Ron. Nothing. That's proof it doesn't matter which time it is. Now can you answer me? Please?" she asked, her brown eyes wide and pleading.

Ron automatically bristled at that. "You did kiss him!"

"Stop being childish, Ron! He kissed me!" she snapped. She immediately turned back to Harry, the same look on her face as before.

Harry shook his head. "I don't rember what I felt, alright? But what does it have to do with this situ anyway?"

"Because. You know how sometimes people describe it as amazing and you feel like you want to be with that person for the rest of your life? That's how it should feel! But with Ron, or Krum,.. it didn't! Not or me! I thought it would, but it didn't. It was the exact opposite!" she said, not shouting, but exasperated.

Ron lit up with a suggestion. "Right then, I think I can see where this is going- kiss her, Harry. Go ahead, see if the spark is there or if this tension is never gonna end, hah."

She scowled at Ron. "That's not at all what I'm saying so quit acting like this. I would have never thought I'd see you like this. Its not my fault that I don't love you, Ron!"

"Yeah, but what if you go through all this drama only to find that you don't feel anything kissing him either? In fact, you should try out Malfoy too, just in case, since he secretly fancies you too!"

Hermione pulled out her wand and aimed it at him. "Ron, if you want to talk it out, we can sit and talk it like three sixteen-year-old teenagers. But if you want to act like a jealous ten-year-old fine. Go join the Slytherins!" she said harshly, wishing he would shut up.

Harry watched helplessly.

Ron smirked at Hermione.

"That was probly part of the problem, eh? I was never quite good enough for you. Well you can keep your cuteness and- your golden boy, and I'll be just fine without the lot of ya!" He went to go to bed, then paused. "And I'm not jealous!"

"Well, you're still acting like a ten-year-old!" she snarled back at him. She then turned to Harry. "If you choose him over me... I'll be fine with it. You two were friends long before I was your friend," she said softly. She would rather Harry be happy than herself.

Harry couldn't help chuckling at that. "We were friends for only like an hour before we met you, Hermione."

She shook her head. "You weren't. You guys weren't my friend until the troll, if you don't remember," she corrected him.

"Again, Halloween night. Still not that long, since we only just met two months earlier on the train." Harry pointed out.

"Still, it was longer. I'm still fine with it if you choose him over me, Harry," she repeated.

"Hermiiiione... I am not choosing sides. You are two are gonna stay best friends if it kills me..." he pouted.

Hermione couldn't help but laugh at his pouting. "I doubt that's going to happen. Look, Harry, I can't be friends with someone who likes me and is both mad at me because I don't love them. I can't control my feelings. Its impossible."

"Well, I was going to do just that- control my feelings. But I guess I've had more practice, huh? Anyways, he's not entirely mad. Just hurt. You don't honestly expect to recover so quickly, do you? I swear, he's had a crush on you since first year!"

She hung her head, tears coming to her eyes. She closed them, letting them go away again. She looked back up. "Great. I love you, Ron feels the same for me.. and probably, with my luck, you still have feelings for Cho. Unless it's someone else.." she muttered, completely forgetting the conversation from upstairs.

Harry quickly shook his head. "No, no, not Cho!" he chuckled nervously. "Just you two, cross my heart..." he made the motion and looked at her with cute "honest" eyes.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "I hope you mean what I think you mean..." she muttered. She then grinned and hugged him.

Harry giggled, "How did you think I meant it?"

Hermione choked. "Maybe Malfoy could tell you," she said smirking and pulling away from the hug. She had absentmindedly stepped closer to him and she was grinning.

Harry laughed again. "Malfoy? What do you mean by that, missy?"

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, you replied to Malfoy by saying that you and Ron were going to bed... and well..." She tried to look innocent.

"Well..." he reached for her again. Now was the moment... their moment. He held her close... "You should have seen the look on his face!" he chuckled... Her face but mere inches away, her smile defused her wannabe-innocent look, and her eyes lit up. He pushed some of her hair to the side of her face as he leaned closer. This was it..

She moved forward a bit as well. Her first thought was how much Ron would hate her and her second thought was completely drowned out when their lips met. Her only thoughts now were that there was a big difference in kissing him than kissing Ron. It wasn't nothing. It was the exact opposite! It was exactly how she described how it should be.

Harry's thoughts melted away when their lips melt. It was nothing like he'd ever felt before- or even thought he could feel. He felt lost and at home, crazy and calm, all at the same time. It was simply amazing... It had definitely been worth the wait.

Hermione's arms were wrapped around him and her head was tilted to deepen the kiss. She had moved as close as she could. She knew she shouldn't have, because of Ron, but she still didn't want to pull away.

Ron meanwhile had gone to bed. Sure, the falling asleep method used tonight had involved beating his pillow senseless, but it'd worked- eventually. He had slept for about 20mins before waking up to an awful feeling again. And then he thought maybe going back downstairs and sitting by the fire would dull the pain of being yes, jealous of his two best friends having found love with each other. He shrugged and headed down there, even knowing the last time he did he'd been called "absolutely nothing"... eh.

RP Disclaimer: Hermione is all SweetieK. Harry and Ron though, are SimbiAni's sappy expressions. Other chars' usage are varied, depending on whose RP turn it was, hehe.

Movie/Book Disclaimer: JKR and WB own the books and movies. I make no money off this zany sappiness, none at all. Honestly.

Sweetie13009 : uh oh.. Ron found them! ¤gasp gasp¤! LoL

AnyaSimbi : lmao silly

Sweetie13009 : why am I silly?

AnyaSimbi : the gasping, for one

Sweetie13009 : what about for two? HEHE

AnyaSimbi : lmao the LoL added

Sweetie13009 : heh

Sweetie13009 : and what about the rest of the reasons?

AnyaSimbi : you don't really want me to make a list, haha

Sweetie13009 : hehe