Disclaimer: I want Ronniekins! Ah well, for now he and everyone else is JKs...

Authors Note: You guys are so nice! You really make my day so damn good! Here's the chappie, let me now if it's cheesy, bad, or anything at all! PS. Notice how I'm starting to think of a plot... ;) Enjoy, enjoy! Next one's coming right up! R&R, people!

Two days after the kiss Hermione found herself thinking about it yet again. 'No,' she thought, 'I really need to think about something else.'

She tried concentrating on the Potions essay she was supposed to write, but after a while she started drifting away again. She placed her chin in her hand and thought about him. How tall he was, and how pleasantly clothes had started hanging on him. 'I guess quiddith isn't all that bad after all,' she thought with a smirk. She could see him before her eyes, standing there looking at her with love in his eyes, no wait. He looked kind of confused. 'This isn't how it's supposed to be!' she thought. 'He's supposed to look me in the eyes and say he loves me and take me up to his room and –'

"Bloody hell," she shrieked and promptly fell of her chair.

It was the real Ron, standing right before her and looking confused.

"'Mione?" he said disbelievingly. "Are you alright? You just looked at me for several minutes and then you CURSED. Not to mention you're now lying on the floor looking like you've seen a ghost. Are you sick?"

Hermione noticed they were alone in the common room yet again. This wasn't good.

"No," she answered as quick as she could, "you just... startled me, that's all. And i did NOT curse."

Ron shrugged.

"OK," he said. "Look, I wanted to talk to you about... well, you know."

Hermiones eyes widened in horror.

"Oh," she whimpered. "Well. You know, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have, I was very confused and also I tripped and landed on your... lips."

"Tripped?" Ron smirked. "On what, exactly?"

Hermione searched her mind real hard, but gave up after a little while.

"My own stupidity," she huffed.

"I don't think you're stupid, 'Mione," Ron said, slowly stepping closer to her. "I kinda think you're the most amazing person I've ever met."

She couldn't believe he'd said that.

"You do?"

"Of course," he answered, as if it was obvious, "I've been in love with you since like third year."

"You have?" she felt her eyes get wet. 'Oh no,' she thought to herself, 'don't you start crying now, you GIRL, just because he's saying these beautiful things and because you know you feel the same and –'

"Yeah," he answered, nervously now. "And I just wanted to tell you that even if you regret it, that kiss was thehappiestmomentofmylife," he said incredibly fast.

Hermione shook her head, trying to understand and at the same she moved closer to him, gazing up into his eyes.

"It was what?" she asked, calmly.

Ron sighed.

"It was the happiest moment of my life," he then repeated, and his voice broke at least five times.

She kissed him. And this time it was for real, she was all there and he found himself quite fast. They tasted each other slowly, and then Hermione opened up her mouth for him and he immediately grabbed the chance to explore her more. Her hands tangled in his hair and he groaned a little when she accidentaly pulled it.

"Sowwy," she mumbled into his mouth, and they continued.

She didn't understand why it had took them so long to do this, and why they hadn't done it all the time.

What they didn't see was Lavender Brown. She was standing on the stairs that led up to the girls dorms, and watching them intently.

'You bitch,' she thought angrily. 'If you think you're gonna get Ron you're sadly mistaking, bushy head.'

Then she smiled evilly, turned around and slowly went up the stairs without Ron and Hermione ever noticing.

They were to caught up in each other.