a/n: Thanks so much to mischiefmanaged311 for inspiring me to write this story. It's dedicated to you Ashley!

Harry awoke to a sliver of light that had broken through the curtains right onto his closed eyes. He looked around half expecting to still see his small room at the Dursley's, and smiled when his eyes registered with excitement that it was the Burrow. He had thought it was a dream that Ron and Hermione had apparated to Privet Drive the night before.

He'd only been back on Privet Drive for a mere two weeks when he heard the pop outside his window. Looking out the window he gestured to them to apparate into his room so they wouldn't wake the Dursley's. With another pop, there they appeared in front of him, Hermione jumping forward for a hug. Ron, however, just blushed at the embrace he was witnessing and looked to the floor with a quick, "Hey there Harry."

Harry wondered to himself if Ron had a thing for Hermione. He noticed how Ron seemed a little jealous and not just ashamed of the friendly affection. As a little sadness rose in his chest at the thought, he quickly put it out of his mind to congratulate his friends. Ron and Hermione had come to show Harry that they had finally received their licenses for apparating.

Hermione noticed the sad expression on Harry's face. "The Dursley's back to their old tricks Harry?"

"That and other things, we spend so long together at school, I miss you both when we have to go home for summer," stated Harry with a small smirk.

Ron and Hermione both nodded in agreement.

"I wish I could spend the rest of the summer at the Burrow," he added.

Ron and Hermione smiled. "That's the other reason we're here Harry," started Hermione, "seeing as it's our last summer of school years, Mrs. Weasley has sent us for you."

"Yeah my mum has arranged it so we can all spend another summer together before our last school year. We've come to take you away from this horrible place once more," said Ron getting a bit red in the ears and looking to the floor again.

Ron and Hermione helped Harry pack his things as he prepared to leave the Dursley's for the final time. With a great smile on his face he watched as Hermione took his belongings and disapparated back to the Burrow. As Harry grabbed Ron's arm, Ron again turned his face down with red ears, and they too disapparated.

Smiling, Harry looked around the room he happily woke up in. It was Ron's room, but no one else was in it now. As he stood to get dressed he saw the untidy bed next to him. He smiled again as he threw on his clothes and headed down to the busy kitchen for breakfast.

The kitchen was as noisy as ever, with the many people occupied within it. Harry waved good morning to everyone as they all smiled at his presence. He smiled back at Ginny, who instantly blushed. He felt bad, all these years she swooned after him and he just didn't feel the same. As his eyes fell upon Ron, he began to understand why he never had feelings for Ginny.

His thoughts drifted to the first day he and Ron had met. Ron had a smudge of dirt on his soft nose. Harry wished he had been able to lean over and wipe Ron's nose clean, but he thought it might seem weird so he just gazed into his eyes.

What was this that he was feeling? Could it be more than the love for a friend? He wasn't sure what it was and he wasn't sure he wanted to know either. What would Ron think about him if he found out what he had been dreaming every night for the last two years? What would Ron think when he found out that Harry thought about him more than he thought of anyone else, including Voldemort? He didn't know and before he could think of anything else his thoughts were interrupted.

"Harry, are you ok?" Ron asked noticing Harry's distant expression.

"Oh yeah, sorry, I was just thinking, and remembering some good times" he said leaving his thoughts behind him.

Sitting down to eat he gave a little laugh as he noticed Ron again had a smudge on his nose. He gestured to Ron's nose as he shoved some bacon into his mouth. Some things never change.

Ron's ears got bright red as he rubbed the dirt off his nose. Why do I always have dirt on my nose when Harry's around? It's so embarrassing, he thought to himself.

Ron had been noticing strange feelings for Harry lately. So strange, in fact, that he could not even look at Harry in the eye anymore without blushing. Those bright green eyes seemed to go on forever and Ron could get lost in them all day, if only Harry would let him. Harry's soft features were enough to make Ron's heart melt. That's why he had let Harry sleep in this morning, so he could watch him.

Ron had gotten up early that morning. He couldn't sleep knowing that Harry was sleeping only feet from him. He sat quietly in bed watching as Harry's chest rose slowly with every breath. Ron hoped that one day he and Harry could be together as more than friends, but he didn't have the strength to tell him. Harry couldn't possibly feel the same way and what would he do if he lost Harry's friendship forever?

Ron heard his mother in the kitchen preparing breakfast and a few other voices. He quickly got dressed, throwing his night clothes on his strewn covers and vowing to make his bed later when he wasn't devoting all his time to dreaming of touching Harry's soft skin. He ran down the stairs, bumping into Hermione on the way.

"And Harry?" she asked.

"Still asleep. I didn't want to wake him" Ron said, and added as if trying to cover something up, "he's had a lot to deal with lately and it won't hurt to let him sleep a while longer 'Mione."

Hermione noticed the strange tone is his voice and gave him an accusatory look that she's known for. Ron averted her eyes and ran down the stairs before she could ask him another question. Hermione gave a wondering gaze up to the room Harry was sleeping in, shrugged, and then she too had gone down for breakfast.

Still looking back to what had happened that morning, Ron couldn't believe that Hermione had almost caught him in that awkward situation. He gave a quick look at Harry as he got up to put his plate in the sink and headed outside.

a/n: If you've made it this far…then I'd just like to thank you for reading and I hope I've hooked you into reading more. )