Hermione watched sadly as Ron walked off into the house.
"I'll be back in a minute," Hermione murmured to Fred.
She ran off into the house and up to Ron's room. Ron was sitting on his bed. She was about to knock on the door, when she noticed he was holding a photo of Harry, Ron and her. She stood there for a few moments and finally decided to let him know she was there.
"I know you're there Hermione," Ron stated glumly, not even looking away from the picture.
"Ron, I-" Hermione started to explain.
"Hermione, I need to tell you something," Ron interrupted, looking over at her. Hermione nodded and sat down on the bed next to him.
"I have liked you for a really long time. I guess I was just jealous that you and Fred are together," Ron explained, "I wanted you to go out with me. Not my brother."
"I'm sorry Ron," Hermione whimpered helplessly, "I love you like a brother. I don't think I could ever go out with you. I am happy with Fred. Can't you be happy for me?"
Ron's face relaxed a bit at this comment.
"I'm sorry Hermione," Ron admitted, "I DO want you to be happy and if your happy, I'm happy" Ron smiled at her.
Hermione started to cry and hugged Ron. "Thanks Ron", she spluttered, "That means a lot to me. I just don't want anything to be weird between us."
"I promise there won't," Ron smiled and rubbed Hermione's arm.
"Come on. Let's go back outside." Hermione said wiping her eyes, pulling Ron to his feet.
Later on that night:
"Hey, Is Ron okay about us?" Fred asked. Hermione looked up at him and smiled.
"Yes, he wants me to be happy and I am," Hermione giggled shyly and kissed the tip of Fred's nose. She snuggled back down into his chest as they lay watching the stars.