For the hundredth time.. ok maybe not the hundredth…but it seems like it..i do not own harry potter frowns or Rupert Grint. Sadness… Enjoy the 6th installment of …drum roll The Night Before… Hedwig's theme plays haha..

The next couple of weeks went by in a flash. Ron and Hermione bickered less and less and loved each other more and more. Wherever Ron was Hermione was, and vice versa. Every now and then though they did spend time to themselves. It was pretty much the perfect relationship. Hermione still bothered Ron about his homework and Ron still bugged Hermione about being a know it all. But, who can really expect that to change?

Today just happened to be Ron and Hermione's one-month anniversary. Ron gave her a lily he found in the gardens before breakfast, opened doors for her like he did the day everything began. Hermione had bought him chocolate frogs at their last outing to Hogsmeade and gave them to him at breakfast. During every class they had together they held hands or passed notes. Yes, Hermione passed notes during class.

While doing so though, Hermione was thinking. She just noticed how much being with Ron had changed her. She wasn't so uptight. She didn't feel like she always had the world on her shoulders. He may take her mind from her studies, but her grades weren't faltering or anything. He balanced out everything that wasn't balanced.

Ron had also thought earlier that day how much Hermione had changed him. For once, he wasn't scrambling to finish an essay for Snape, right before class began. He had actually finished it two days after it had been assigned, and he only asked for help from Hermione once. It was just to figure out how to spell something. Ron's grades were coming up and he still had time for Quidditch.

After a long day of classes and after all their homework was finished, the trio sat in the common room by the fire. It had been cold outside, considering it was now the first week of November, and the fire was a great spot to warm up. Harry was sitting in his favorite armchair, while Hermione and Ron were sitting in theirs. Hermione had her legs draped over Ron's, so she wasn't sitting on his lap, but right next to him in the medium sized chair. Her head was on his shoulder, and by the looks of it, she was out like a light. Harry nodded at Ron in a way to tell him to look at Hermione. Ron noticed she was asleep and chuckled in the slightest way he could. Harry got up from his chair and bid him good night and told him Happy Anniversary. Ron blushed and Harry nudged him.

"Night, mate" Ron said in a monotone.

"Don't stay up too late, Ron…like last time."

Ron managed to grab a pillow and chuck it at Harry before he jogged up the stairs. Hermione moved a bit and settled back into the pillow that was Ron's shoulder.

"Mione'" Ron mumbled against her hair.

"Mmmm, no mum, I didn't brush my teeth yet." Hermione mumbled. Ron chuckled.

"Mione', baby, wake up."

"Mum, no, I don't want to floss." What was it with Hermione and being upset about teeth? Ron laughed again a little harder and Hermione finally opened her eyes.

"Good Morning, sunshine." Ron said as brightly and quietly as possible.

"Very funny" Hermione hit him in the chest playfully and rested her head back on his shoulder. Ron kissed her on the forehead.

"I love you, you know." Ron whispered, as he tilted his head down to look into her eyes.

Hermione smiled, "I know, I love you too."

"I'm so glad we're together, and, and um… yea, I'm glad we're together." He smirked. Man was he romantic.

Hermione giggled and kissed him on the lips. "I'm glad we're together too, Ron."

Ron kissed her back and deepened the kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and Hermione brought herself closer to him. She had her hand up his shirt in a second and did that famous thing with her hands. He really could not explain it. He thought he'd be daring since they'd been together for a while and slowly slid his hand under her shirt in the back. He only dared to put his hand on the small of her back. He broke the kiss.

"This ok?" He kissed her cheek.

"Perfect" and she kissed him again.

He could only bring himself to rub his thumb up and down like he did when he held her hand. He didn't want to move too fast because he didn't want to ruin anything. After a couple more minutes of pure bliss, Hermione broke away.

"We should get to bed, it's late, and we have class tomorrow" she began.

"Alright." Ron replied.

Hermione got up first and then Ron did. They held hands over to the steps and they stopped at the foot of them. Ron brought Hermione into a hug.

"Happy Anniversary, Hermione" he kissed the top of her head, while not letting her go.

"Happy Anniversary, Ron" Hermione replied and hugged him tighter.

"Love you" Ron whispered before kissing her on the lips and letting go of her.

"Love you" Hermione replied and she walked up the steps.

As Hermione crawled into bed she felt something hard underneath her back. She lifted her back up and reached under her back and pulled out a wrapped something. She took out her wand, whispered "Lumos," and laid her wand on her bed. There was a card on the front. She opened it.

"To Hermione

Hi, I didn't really know how else to wish you a proper happy anniversary without making myself sound like a git. So, I had Ginny sneak this in here while we were at dinner. This picture is from this past summer at the Burrow. I had just figured it out that I really needed to get my act together, and tell you how I felt soon. You were all angry about Fleur and I had no idea why. Ginny finally told me how you liked me and I needed to stop being such a guy and drooling all over Fleur. Well, I wasn't always drooling all over Fleur, you know. But, she told me you liked me and that snapped me out of it. This is from the one day when we were out swimming. I guess you can tell by the fact that we're wearing bathing suits. Might I add, you look beautiful. Anyway, I figured out earlier that morning that I didn't just like you, but that I was falling in love with you.

So, there we were by the pond, and you had just come over to me and whispered that orange wasn't exactly the best color of choice for me to be wearing. You walked away all briskly and I was ready to fight. I know you remember this, but I just love thinking about this. So I ran after you, grabbed you around the waist, and tackled you to the ground. You were yelping something about letting you go, "Ronald!" and to get my bloody hands off of you. You had managed to turn over on to your back and you looked well, you looked bloody hot. You were merely inches from my face and we were just staring into each other's eyes. I'm not sure if you could tell then but I was channeling " I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!" to you. You're laughing at me right now, I know. Shut it for a second and read on, this really does have a point.

So, I'm guessing at some point Gin took out the camera and shot a picture of us lying there like that. I paid Ginny so much to get that picture in my possession before mum found it. Wait till you see what I charmed it to do, you'll understand the whole point of this then. The charm actually, is a tell-all truths charm. I figured out a way, with the help of Ginny, how to make it work on photographs. You're going to love what happens in this picture.

Well, Happy Anniversary, Mione'. I love you, and I'll see you in the morning. Sleep tight, brown eyes.

Love,

Ron"

Hermione ripped open the paper to reveal the picture. Sure enough there she was turning over with Ron leaning over her. And then there was what looked like… a thought bubble over her head. "Bloody, Ron is on top of me, oh my god, oh my god!"

Then another popped up. This one, over Ron's head, "Oh bloody hell, I'm on top of Hermione, holy hell, I love you."

Then another popped up as they each began to stare into each other's eyes. A look of pure loved etched over their faces. The bubble was connected to both of them this time. "God, I just wish you felt the same."

And then the photo played over. Hermione had tears in her eyes. Then she started laughing. Ron was amazing. She couldn't believe how lucky she was. She placed the picture on her nightstand. Hugged close the stuffed cat, charmed to look like Cookshanks, close to her that Ron gave her. She put out her wand and put it in her nightstand drawer, pulled her curtains and fell right asleep. Dreaming of Ron, and the common room fire, and their favorite couch.

Coincidentally, Ron was doing the same.

Ok, wow. That was the longest thing I have ever written. That's one chapter people. I hope you like it. Cuz, I've been up since 5 this morning, I went three and a half hours north west to see my college for the first time, and drove back another three and half hours, went to a party, and im up now at eleven pm. So, this may not be my best and it may ramble on, so I'll fix it later. I just wanted to put more up. People seriously. If you don't like it and there is something I can fix. Please tell me. I don't want ppl to not read this cuz it sucks. I'm really enjoying this and I enjoy makin' ppl happy, so just let me know. THANKS!