A/N: This is the romantic chapter I promised! I hope you all like it! And just so you know, I LOVE MY REVIEWERS SO EFFING MUCH!

Disclaimer: I don't own this. I pretend to, but alas! I don't. And people don't believe me anyway.

I have to be in heaven right now. I have Hermione, the love of my life, behind me on my broom, and we are off to a private spot away from Hogwarts. I am in heaven!

I was alright until I heard Hermione take a big sniff.

Oh crap. I didn't shower after Quidditch tryouts. What if I smell? I tried to smell myself, but I almost lost control of the broom and Hermione and I almost fell off. I guess I'll just have to-

He smells so good.

Ok, ok, so I worried for nothing. But now I really have to worry. I felt my ears get red as she snaked her arms around my waist. Ok, ok. Breath. Breath. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.

I started breathing regularly, and we were getting closer to my 'thinking spot', I suppose you can call it. I go here to think sometimes, about junk that is bothering me. It is the perfect spot for thinking. And bringing your long-time crush to.

We landed softly and she looked around.

"Oh, Ron, It's beautiful!" Hermione squealed when she saw the garden that graced the top of the hill.

It is a very beautiful place. It looks as though no one has stepped foot in it for many years. Everywhere, and I mean everywhere, there are roses. There are rose vines hanging from all the trees. Red roses cover the ground, that except for my 'special spot', a patch of grass that I cleared a long time ago, and a big boulder that sits in the back of the grass patch.

Fortunately, for me, this spot is just big enough for one person.

I took Hermione's hand and took her to the rock. I sat with my back to the rock and pulled her down to sit in front of me. She took a deep breath and leaned back against me.

This can be considered a problem.

I mean, I'm a hormonal teenager and when she leans against me like that…

Well, I must be having an effect on little Ronnie.

Yes, Hermione, you are having an effect on me. Happy?

Oh shit. Did I just say that out loud?

"Oh really Ron, am I?" Oh shit.

"Hey, 'Mione, I can't help it. You do have an effect on me." I told her the truth, what else could I do?

He's kidding.

"I'm not kidding 'Mione."

It's a good thing she looked doubtful. How was I going to explain how I knew she didn't believe me?

Thankfully, she decided not to elaborate on our conversation and turned to the now black sky.

"Ron, this place is beautiful. How did you ever find it?"

"I was a little upset-"

"Like you ever get a little upset!"

I gave a fake growl in her ear.

Oh my!

"As I was saying, I was a little upset about something or other, and I needed to go somewhere to think. I just started flying and the next thing I knew, I was here. It was a nice, quite place to think, so I kept coming back."

We were both quiet for a moment, her staring at the sky, me staring at her.

Then she said, "And now, you've brought me here."

"Yes, now I've brought you here."

It was quiet again as we both looked at the great mass of black velvet and diamonds above us.

After a while, I started to think we should get back, it was getting late and I didn't want to get caught out late by Flitch. Who knows what the man is capable of?

"'Mione, I think we should be getting back."

She stood up and stretched.

"Oh, alright."

Back on my broom, heading towards Hogwarts, she said, "Ron, I- it was nice spending time with you. It was a really magical night."

And one little thing-I think I'm madly in love with you.

"Thanks 'Mione. It was the best night of my life," I said, meaning every word.

A/N: Ok, I know I said that Ron would read Snape's(?) mind, but I couldn't fit it in! I am sorry. You will get your Snape soon.

Next Chapter: Totally, and completely devoted to Snape!