Ron collapsed back onto his bed. What on earth had happened today? Why did Roxxy try to kill Hermione? He had decided he needed time to sort this out. His head was hurting from all the thoughts flowing through his mind. If only he had of been there; maybe then he would feel differently. But instead of feeling happy like he should - considering his best friend had just saved his other best friend's life - he felt empty, as though he had just lost one of his best friends. He turned on to his side and buried his head into his pillow. A good night's sleep would sort all this out. Hopefully in the morning he would feel better. But just as he was about to drop off into a deep sleep, the dormitory door creaked open and then slammed again. He could hear footsteps coming towards him, and then a weight pressing down on the mattress. A large about of bushy brown hair appeared under his chin and a warm body was pressing against his own. His heart began to beat faster. What on earth was Hermione doing? But he couldn't move. He felt so warm and happy, there was no way he could disrupt this wonderful feeling he had inside. Hermione turned onto her side, facing Ron. She shuffled up the bed slightly, so her face was even with his and smiled.
"I bet you weren't expecting this," she whispered, giggling.
"Damn right I wasn't!" said Ron. He felt his ears turn red. "…But I'm glad you came." Hermione blushed and took a deep breath. She leaned forwards and planted her lips softly upon Ron's - whom of course returned the kiss welcomely. After several minutes Hermione pulled away. She blushed and looked away from Ron, who took her by the chin and turned her head to face him once more. "Why now?" he whispered softly.
"Well why not? After everything that happened with Roxxy, It kind of put things into perspective for me." Hermione sighed and continued. "I have wasted so much time loving you but trying to hide it behind my stupid books…" Ron had an astounded look on his face. "What?"
"What did you just say?" he stammered.
"I have been hiding behind my books?"
"No, I meant the other part."
"The other… Oh." Hermione blushed yet again. "I said I love you…" she mumbled.
"What was that?"
"I said I love you," she said slightly louder.
"Sorry, I still can't hear you." Ron announced,
"I said I love you, alright?" cried Hermione. She laughed and pushed Ron over, rather more forcefully than she had hoped, causing him to roll straight off the other side of the bed. This had Hermione in complete hysterics. Ron turned scarlet but still couldn't contain his laughter.
"You know what?" he said, pulling himself back onto the bed. "I love you too." Hermione looked as though she had temporarily lost her whole air supply. After several stunned moments, she began to breathe one more and gave a stunned and bewildered smile. She threw her arms around Ron's neck and kissed him once more. He leaned his head against his pillow and cuddled up on his four-poster bed with Hermione. This is like a dream, he thought. A really amazing dream…