A/n: Wow, I have reviews. Yes I knew Hermione had quit divination when I wrote the chapter. But I needed that scene. I also know that Trelawney was fired in the 5th book. Let's just say that I rehired her, and Hermione, being the overachiever she is wanted to be as well rounded as possible and she rejoined the class. I've already corrected it. Once again REVIEW, thank you to everyone who already has.

Chapter Three: Oblivious

"Come on Ron, we're going to be late." Harry grabbed his wand and ruffled Ron's bed curtains in hopes of jump-starting him. "We still haven't had breakfast."

From somewhere inside of the crimson mass Ron's vice came, "Fine I'm coming." Ron exited his bed completely dressed and ready to go, until he remembered his hair. He wasn't trying to impress Hermione really; more like……okay he was trying to impress her.

"What are you doing?" Harry couldn't afford to be late again.

"Umm….just checking out my hair."

"Since when have you cared about your hair?"

Since I realized that I was madly in love with one of my best friends. "Since….always, you just never noticed."

"Okay……, but be quick about it." And just like that Ron walked out of the restroom.

"Ready."

"About bloody time!" What was up with Ron lately? He wondered if he was the only one that noticed anything.

And in fact, he was.

Hermione walked out of her room, a little bouncier than usual and definitely a lot more nervous.

She yawned and rubbed her eyes. When she pulled her hands away from her face she was shocked to see them covered with black streaks. It was mascara, she realized. "Shit." Why did she let Pavarti put makeup on her? It's not like guys were ones to notice details. She was about to run back inside her room when she heard a voice that made her heart jump.

"Um….Hermione….." She looked up and saw Ron standing at the bottom of the stairs. She didn't reply, her tongue tangled, and Ron frowned.

What did he do? Crap, was this one of those girl things where he had offended her with his body language or something like that?

"Are you just going to stand there or am I going to have to start burning your books?" The thought of losing her books took Hermione out of her trance.

"You wouldn't." Harry laughed and Hermione made her way down the steps.

"Um, Hermione what's with your eyes?" Hermione remembered the mascara and touched her face self-consciously.

"What are you talking about, she looks perfect……" Ron's words shocked Hermione and himself. They slowly turned to each other and remained locked in each other's gaze for what seemed like an eternity. Hermione's thoughts began to wander. Ron's hair looks really good today, I wonder what he did to make it look so….so...damn sexy.

As did Ron's. Hermione's eyes look really pretty today….I wonder why.

What the hell was going on with them?…. "Uh guys….." Hermione and Ron snapped there heads to face Harry and tried to mask their embarrassment. Both Hermione and Ron are acting weird today…..maybe there was some kinda flu going around. "Quiditich game….Gryffindor vs. Slytherin….our arch enemies….in like, 20 minutes…..any of this ring a bell?"

Hermione's brain snapped into action. "Come on boys. I don't want to be late for breakfast, and Ron could you stop staring, it's a bit unnerving." With that she walked briskly through the portrait hole.

Great, now she thinks I'm some kind of brain dead idiot. Well that answers the question of whether she likes me, she probably didn't even notice my hair.

A/n: This one was short, but I like it. A new chappie will be up soon. Once again thanks for the reviews, and don't be afraid to point out mistakes, I wont be offended. One question, do you think I am putting in too many individual thoughts, the ones where individual characters are thinking to themselves? Thanks! REVIEW!