Harry,
I don't know what I was thinking waiting all these years to tell you, but I love you. Meet me by the Room of Requirement during dinner tonight.
Love,
Someone you've known a long time
The next day, Ron left this letter lying on Harry's pillow. He had intended to make it a surprise when Harry came to the hallway the room was located at and saw him, but it was the weekend now so he decided to take a nap.
He dreamt of Harry and him having some strange dinner together in the Room of Requirement, but Draco would walk in on them interrupt their dinner. He was stealing Harry away from him. Again.
Ron tossed and turned in bed. When Harry walked into the room, he didn't wake up. Harry heard Ron whimpering and was about to go wake him up when he spotted the note on his pillow.
Harry read it over twice, his grin growing wider with each word he read. He then turned to Ron who was violently thrashing around in his bed as if he were fighting someone.
"Ron?" Harry said gently. But Ron didn't wake up. So Harry took hold of his shoulder and shook him.
Ron jumped awake to see Harry standing over him with the note in his hand. Ron blushed.
"Ron! Did you see this note on my bed?" Harry asked.
'What does he mean by did I see it? I wrote it!' Ron thought.
When Ron didn't respond, Harry continued, "Look what Draco wrote me!"
Ron's mouth dropped open. His conscience was telling him to speak up. Say whom it really was from. But no words were forming in his mouth.
"Isn't it sweet? He told me he loved me. And that he wants to meet me somewhere tonight," Harry informed Ron, "Oh, I better start getting ready; it's almost time for dinner."
Once Harry left, Ron jumped out of bed, looking at his watch. Harry was right; it was almost dinner. Ron had slept through most of the day.
'But I'm not going to go now! Now that Harry thinks it was Draco! I knew I should have left my name but I was too bloody scared. I need to go find Hermione.'
Ron ran out of the room and down into the common room where he found Hermione doing her homework by the fire.
"Hermione, I did it," Ron said.
Hermione looked up at him and a huge grin came onto her face. She jumped up; letting her book she was studying from fall to the ground. She gave him a big hug, "I'm so proud!"
"No Hermione," Ron said.
"Huh? What do you mean?" she asked.
"I wrote him a letter… telling him to meet me somewhere tonight. But I didn't sign my name, which was a stupid move because now Harry thinks Draco wrote him that note."
Hermione's grin faded. "Oh Ron," she said, giving him a lighter hug, "He'll learn in time. Why don't you come downstairs with me and we can get some dinner."
"No, I'm not hungry," Ron replied truthfully. And it didn't hurt that he didn't want to see Draco sitting in the Great Hall waiting for Harry who wouldn't show up.
"But Ron! You haven't eaten in days!" Hermione protested.
"No thanks, I'm just going to go back to my room and work on some divination or something." Ron ended the conversation by leaving Hermione standing there by the fire alone while he made his way back upstairs.