"Umm ya?" he replied uncomfortably.
"About the, you know, kiss," she said rather quietly, "Well,-why."
"Well I don't know."
"So it was spur-of-the-moment you mean."
"Well ya kind of."
"Oh," Hermione replied rather disappointed, "That's all I needed to know." And with that she ran into the portrait. Ron tried to follow her but by the time he caught up she was already up the stairs.
The next morning Harry couldn't figure out why his to best friend weren't talking. He tried to ask them if anything happened at the prefect meeting, but both truthfully answered no. So Harry suddenly started to confide in Ginny which angered Ron a lot. So one day he confronted Hermione.
"Look can we just stop fighting? I can't see Harry without Ginny or Ginny without Harry and I am sick of it. Can we just make up please? I know what I said was stupid and I didn't mean it"
"You didn't?" Hermione said with a bit of interest in voice.
"No."
"So you meant to kiss me?"
Ron sighed and replied with what shocked Hermione and himself, both knew it was true though, "I had been waiting for a chance for a long time now."
Hermione came back with, "I have been waiting for that for 3 years."
Then she leaned in to kiss Ron and he kissed back. Soon it turned into a real passionate kiss that lasted a few minutes when Hermione finally pulled away.
"But Ron, what about Lavender?" referring to Ron's girlfriend.
"Who cares." And they started kissing again. "Wait, what about Harvey?" referring to Hermione's boyfriend.
"Who cares? But wait, what about Harry?"
"Oh ya," said Ron looking thoughtful. Harry had seemed upset enough over the year so far without being con fronted by the fact that his two best-friends were dating.
"Does he have to know?" Ron said.
"I guess not." Hermione pondered looking guilty.
As Ron and Hermione entered the room looking slightly disheveled and embarrassed, Harry asked if anything was up.
"NO!" the two shouted rather loudly.
"Okay," said Harry looking rather humored, "So have you two made-out, I mean made up?"
Both Ron and Hermione knew Harry knew and wondered why he was taking it so well. Later that night, Hermione was talking to Ginny.
"So?" Ginny asked.
"So what?" Hermione inquired.
"Oh come on, you know what I'm talking about. You, my brother?"
"Absolutely nothing, jeez."
"Okay. When you feel like telling me, I'll be here."
Ron and Harry were sitting in the common room in silence.
"So," Harry said to Ron breaking the silence, "You and Hermione made-up?"
"Yes," said Ron coyly.
"Well did you do anything else?"
"Like what?"
"Come on Ron you know what I'm talking about."
"Absolutely no idea."
"Sure."
"So Harry," Ron asked, "What's up between my sister and you?"
Harry looked shocked, "What do you mean?"
"I mean do you like my sister?"
"Who gave you that dumb idea?"
"Don't avoid the subject!" Ron roared
"Jeez Ron what is your problem?" asked Harry as he got up and started walking away.
"My best mate liking my little sister! That's my problem!"
"I don't know who or what gave you that impression."
"Maybe how you leave the room whenever she does." Ron retorted.
"Have you ever heard the word coincidence Ron?"
"Whatever mate."