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Chapter 13: The problem with love

"I love you. Truly, madly, deeply. I do."
-Anonymous

"You don't know the half of it." Ron muttered. There was many reasons why Ron hated Valentine's day. The first being that he was single but in love. On Valentine's day this was torture. On every other normal day, it was just bad but today it was horrible. It pulled at his heart and made him yearn to have the one he was in love with. The second reason being that he hadn't told the one he loved that he loved her.

But that's what today was about. He was trying to change that reason. At least then he would know. And knowing, no matter what the answer came out to be, would be better then not knowing. Either way the answer came at least he would be able to move forward. There might be an obstacle in the way but he would definitely be able to move on.

At the end of the day his life would be different and he knew that. But he could not back down. Part of him didn't even want to think about backing down. It wanted to take her aside right now in this very hallway and tell her exactly how he felt. Part of him even wanted to kiss her right then and there and it didn't care who was around to see.

But there was the dreaded conscious that told him not to do it. That she would reject him and break his heart. That all these years when he had pictured what it would be like to be with her, to kiss her, to hold her in his arms tightly, would have been nothing. They would have been silly daydreams of a love sick teenager. Of a dorky pathetic teenager.

Ron sighed. Pictures of past visions flew in front of his eyes. His heart hurt inside his chest. He could see in his mind the two way things could turn out. He had been picturing them for days now. In one of them, he was holding her in his arms and both of them were smiling. In the other, she had left him and he sat with his head in his hands with his tears falling.

Yes. It had really gotten that bad. Ron was so desperately in love with her that he knew he would cry if she didn't feel the same way. This was another reason he was having so much trouble just coming out and saying it to her. He didn't want things to turn out the wrong way. But he loved her. That was it. He had to tell her or he would be destroyed.

At that moment, she laughed at a comment Harry made. Ron watched her face light up and the beautiful smile grace her lips. She was so beautiful when she laughed. It made her whole face light up. His heart ached at that moment to tell her but they had reached the dungeons now. She and Harry walked into the dark classroom but Ron headed in a different direction. For the nearest lavatory so he could try and regain some sort of composure.

He pushed open the restroom door and it banged on the wall. He threw his pack on the floor and walked up to the nearest wall smacking his fists against it.

" Bloody Hell!" He shouted the anger at himself seeping out. Lightly he rested his forehead against the wall. He shook his head and closed his eyes. A single frustrated tear escaped.

"Why is this so bloody hard?" echoed throughout the empty room as the leaky faucet dripped.