A/N: Hey all! This is my first fan fic about Ron/Hermione. I've always supported them and I finally decided to try and begin a story about how they got together. I am open to criticism and this story is like a tester; if you don't like it please say so and if people review I'll continue.
"Ron, tidy yourself up! Ginny, yes, you go and pick some flowers! Fred, George..." Mrs Weasley sighed, turning to face her two sons and giving them disapproving glances, "...behave." The twins gave their mother matching looks of innocence, before trooping back upto their rooms. Their mother merely rolled her eyes and continued peeling potatoes. Everything had to be perfect for the Grangers arrival, after all she didn't want them to think that their precious daughter would be staying in a hovel for the holidays...oh no, for the first time in history, the Weasleys were aiming to impress and were going to be victorious, whether Mrs Weasley had to force them or not.
Ron glared at the mirror infront of him, deep in his thoughts of self-pity and desperation. In a desperate attempt to blame the mirror for his bad looks, Ron screwed up his eyes and squinted at his reflection, in hope that his features would re-arrange themselves to make him look 'dashing' and 'handsome'...no improvement. Ron sighed heavily, throwing himself onto his bed and closing his eyes. Just when he thought his life couldn't get any worse. His mother just had to invite the Grangers for dinner, the Grangers just had to accept, Hermione just had to stay over the summer...don't get him wrong, under normal circumstances Ron would be perfectly happy that both of his best friends would be staying over the summer, but the past few months hadn't fallen under the category of 'normal'. No, for the past 3 months, Ronald Billius Weasley had been seeing Hermione Jane Granger in a whole new light.
Hermione.
That was all he ever thought about nowadays, she was the only thing that occupied his mind and the only thing that made his stomach do seventy back flips every time her name was mentioned. Take the day before yesterday for example, he'd decided to go for a nice swim in Wodle Sang lake to cool off. The perfect thing to clear his mind of his best friend. His method had been eighty percent sucessful...for as soon as he got out of the lake, he found himself staring fixedly at the sun, thinking how it's light seemed to seek out Hermione's hair and weave in and out of it's delicate, chocolate-brown curls, surronding her in a heavenly glow. But the thoughts didn't stop there, as soon as he'd managed to rid the thoughts from his head, Ron had made himself a fruits of the forest smoothie and found himself, yet again, thinking of a certain Miss Granger and how she would have love to have known that he was making an attempt to learn more about muggles and how she would have liked the taste of this newly discovered flavour of smoothie. Ahh...he didn't know why, but he couldn't stop thinking of Hermione. Deep down, very deep down, Ron had his suspiousions for why his mind consisted of one topic and the results weren't pretty but then of course reality isn't always a bowl full of roses. He was in love with Hermione Granger and the sooner he faced it the better.
A/N: Please R&R!