MY FIRST FANFIC! This is a story about Hermione, Harry and Ron. It takes place in about their 5th year. Harry wants Ginny, but Ron doesn't want them to be together. Ron is also trying to find a way to tell Hermione how he feels……. Not quite sure where it is going yet, but I'll make it up as I go along. HP/GW RW/HG

Rated T for mild coarse language and suggestive references. I will switch between the three characters, but I will make a comment so you know who the chapter is talking about (the first one is Hermione)

Disclaimer: I do not, have not, and will not ever own any of the Harry Potter characters you read about in this fic.

A/n: This is my first fanfic eva…… As I said, I'm not quite sure where its going yet but hey who cares right?………not right? Damn. lol. Well don't blame me if this is strange coz I came up with it during a maths test that will 'go towards my future' or something like that……well let me tell you it was boring so I made up this random story instead.

If you like the story, then please review. If you don't like the story, then please review anyway, even if it is to tell me to take my stupid random story and delete it off a good website, then do that. Wait; no don't do that, well you can if u want to but I'd rather u didn't. So, yeah, I'm not really making much sense so I'll just let you get on with the story.

Chapter 1: The Dream

I am standing in the office of my favourite, and hottest, teacher of all time. Professor Severus Snape. And the best part is, we're alone. Plus at Hogwarts there is no rule against student teacher relationships. Snape has left the room, but he will be back soon. Ah, here he is now. I love everything about him, from the way he walks, to his cute nose and wonderful hair. On his head that is.

"Ah, we meet again miss Granger," he says, but in a nice way. I love it when he talks like that. I'm sorry that I keep talking about him but I have had a major crush on him since I was in my 1st year. "Professor," I reply with a huge smile on my face. It's hard for me not to smile as he is standing soooo close to me, and getting closer every second.

"There's no need to call me Professor," he says and leans in so close that our noses touch, and his soft lips brush against mine. Next thing I know I am against the wall, and we are in a passionate embrace.

I can hear a faint ringing noise in the back of my mind. I try to push it aside. I do not want to be disturbed from this, not when I have wanted it for so long. The noise grows louder, and this time I hear something else as well. It is my name, being repeated, and spoken in more urgent tones. "No, I don't want to stop," I murmur, and pull Snape closer to me. But it is not my Snape, it is soft and squishy. A pillow. How strange. "Hermione." I open my eyes. Ginny Weasley is standing over me, motioning for me to get up. "But where's Snape?" I ask.

"Snape?" Ginny asks, puzzled, "Why do you want to know where Snape is?"

"Because…" The truth is, I have no idea why I want to know where he is. The dream suddenly comes back to me. OH MY GOD! I dreamt that? EW! But why?

I have been having a dream similar to that, every night for the past week. But it didn't involve Snape. Replace him with a red-haired, freckly someone with the initials of R.W, and Snape's office with a deserted classroom… "Hello?" Ginny's hand is waving in front of my face.

"What?" I ask.

"I said why do you want to know where Snape is?I mean, Snape of all people?"

"Oh, um, don't worry, bad dream that's all."

"Well I think I know something that will cheer you up," She says, grinning stupidly.

"And what would that be?"

"Ron is waiting for you downstairs."

"And why do you think that will cheer me up?" I ask, but now I am smiling too.

"Come on," She says, grabbing my hand and practically dragging me down the stairs.

"And why do you want to go down so fast?" now she is the one grinning, and turning red.

"Harry's down there too, isn't he?" I ask, and now we are both grinning like stupid idiots. Hey, I guess love can do that to a person. (A/n: so true…..)

"What are you two looking so happy about?" Ron asks suspiciously.

Ginny and I just look at each other and burst out laughing.

"Did you two get hold of a bottle of firewhiskey?" Harry asks us. That just makes us laugh more.

"Harry," Ron says sternly. "They wouldn't do something like that."

"Oh, Ron, you are so overprotective," Ginny tries to sound angry, but that is a hard feat to achieve as she is still laughing.

"He's just looking out for you." I say. But I guess he can get a little over protective sometimes.

"Oh, of course you stick up for him." I can feel my face turning red. Ron doesn't notice. Or if he does he probably thinks it's from the laughing.

"Lets get some breakfast, shall we?" I suggest, though how I manage to say it I'm not sure, as I am laughing so hard.

We enter the Great Hall, Ginny and I getting some strange looks. We were still laughing so much by the time we were halfway through breakfast that McGonagall actually walked over to us and asked Harry and Ron if we had been hit by a laughing jinx. When they said no she walked back up to the staff table, but she kept looking at us when she thought we weren't looking. This made us laugh, if possible, even harder.

Well how was it? I know it was short but I want to know if the story is any good before I spend too much of my time on it. So please review! If you don't like the story review anyway so I know that it is not any good.