Will someone please tell me WHY my indentations won't stay! Lolz. It sucks.

The next morning, Ron woke up early and dressed quickly so he could get down to breakfast before anyone else. He felt embarrassed about the way he'd behaved the night before. I'm such an idiot. He thought to himself.

Why should I be upset that she's dating my best friend? I trust him more than anyone, don't I?

Ah...But that's not why you're upset, is it?

What's that supposed to mean? That's exactly why I'm upset!

Oh no it isn't. You said so yourself last night your best friend and your sister have someone to love and you don't. Harry and Ginny are braver than you.

You know, I'm getting rather sick of you.

The feeling's mutual.

He entered the Great Hall where the enchanted ceiling was bright and sunny like the sky outside. He sat down sulkily, away from a group of second years who were undoubtedly whispering about him.

A chair, several seats away from him was pulled back and Dean Thomas sat down, looking a little sad. "Hey, Dean," Ron said, feeling sympathetic for his fellow Gryffindor.

Dean jumped a little. "What? Oh…hi, Ron," He said, staring back at his empty plate again.

"Look, Dean, I'm sorry about what happened."

"No, its okay, Ron. You don't have any control over it. You love who you love." He answered, pouring himself some pumpkin juice and passing the jug to Ron.

"Did you love my sister?" Ron asked, taking a sip of juice.

"Oh no," He said, smiling. "Don't get me wrong, she's a great girl…but my heart belongs to someone else."

"Is she in Gryffindor?" Ron asked, hoping it wasn't Hermione.

"Don't worry, Ron," Dean said at the look on his face. "It's not Hermione. It's not anyone here at all. Her name is Samantha; she's lived next door to me all my life. We were best friends, she was my first kiss. It was the summer I got accepted to Hogwarts. I know what you're thinking; I was too young to love. The thing is I think that's when you're most truthful about it. When you're young. You're not thinking about anything else, it's not as confusing as it is now, just the fact that you care about the person and they're your best friend. Sorta like you and Hermione. But I'd give anything to not feel this way, 'cause it hurts so much. We don't even talk anymore, because my life has changed….But you can't help who you love." He said, finishing his soliloquy.

"I don't love Hermione like that," Ron said automatically.

"Sure you don't, Ron," He said simply. "But here she comes now."

Sure enough, Hermione's tinkling laughter could be heard from the doorway to The Great Hall. She came in looking radiant and smiling at Seamus who seemed to be telling a funny story. Ron felt his face heat up in anger and Dean smiled knowingly at him before beckoning Seamus over to him.

Hermione sat down next to Ron, still smiling to herself. She began to butter some toast and put it on Ron's empty plate and Ron just stared at her as she began eating.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Nothing," Ron mumbled, blushing.

"Harry and Ginny should be down soon," She said as Ron began to eat.

A few minutes passed as the two ate their breakfast in silence. What do you say to someone you're in love with but you can't tell them? Hermione thought, glancing over at Ron.

What can I say to her that won't reveal the way I feel? He wondered, catching her eye.

They pair quickly looked back down at their porridge just as Harry and Ginny came in holding hands.

This is surreal. Thought Ginny happily, as they walked into the Great Hall together, grins plastered to their faces.

Harry nudged Ginny in the side. "Look, they're sitting on the same side of the table. Are they even talking?" He asked, nodding in Ron and Hermione's direction.

"Well, they're not talking this second, but I do know that Hermione isn't mad at him. I'm surprised she's sitting there though. Some other girls said she was walking down with Seamus." She said.

"Yeah, I saw them while I was waiting for you because you take so long to get dressed." He teased, sticking his tongue out at her.

"Hey! I was just trying to look pretty for you!" She fake pouted as they made their way towards the table.

"You don't have to try." He said smoothly, pulling out a seat for her across from Hermione.

"Try what?" Ron asked, looking up.

Harry laughed inwardly at his friend's pathetic face. "Nothing," He said, helping himself to some eggs and bacon.

"Look, you two," Ron said to Harry and Ginny. "I'm really sorry about last night. I was being a right prat and there's no excuse for it."

Ginny was about to open her mouth and tell her brother that his apology was not accepted when she caught a look of his face. She sighed and said, "Its okay, Ron. We understand. Don't we, Harry?"

"'Course we do. Perfectly acceptable."

Well at least he apologized right away. That's very mature of him. Come to think of it, he's been apologizing right away a lot lately. Maybe he's changed. Hermione thought hopefully as McGonagall brought the Gryffindor schedules over to her students.

Well these have to end someplace so there you go. REVIEW!