About an hour later Hermione awoke to approaching footsteps. Frozen in fear of consequences, she couldn't turn off her wand before...

"Hermione? Is that you?"

"Ronald?"

"Yes?"

Sighing in relief Hermione relaxed. It was not Filch or Snape, just Ron. She sat there in the silence thinking, what in the world is he doing in the library? He never goes to the library.

"So what are you doing here?" they both asked in unison. Hermione laughed and answered "You go first."

"Well," Ron started "I was looking for you..."

Hermione's heart swelled. He was looking for her?

"...because me and Harry were having trouble with Mcgonagall's essay..."

Instantly Hermione's hopes were punctured. "Is that what I am?" she thought "Just a tutor?"

Ron noticed her frown and said quickly "No, its not like that. Harry said no one had seen you in the past few hours and I ... I was worried. About you...you know?"

The awkward silence grew. Neither of them spoke.

While all this happened Hermione's heart raced. She was alone. With her crush of over five years. In the dark library at a time when nobody was likely to come in...

The possibilities were endless.

While she was rearing her imagination from more explicit thoughts, Ron coughed nervously.

With that cough came a single thought.

Hermione knew what to do.

"Ronald? I have something to tell you" she whispered anxiously. And without waiting for an answer she plowed on "I don't know how your going to react to this, and I'm not to sure about how you feel about me, but I think it's time you know. Ron, I like you, hell, I think I might even love you. I have for the longest time. And even though you always broke my heart, I still loved for you more than ever. I think that's why I argue with you so much, because I care about you." Hermione paused, the quickly added "Yesterday, in Potions, the Amortentia smelt like the perfume you gave me." then flinched at how immature it sounded.

Hermione didn't have the courage to look at Ron quite yet. Not after she said all that. Seven minutes passed before she bravely turned her head in his direction.

Ron was sitting there, on the dusty stool, grinning, like Hermione had just said the funniest thing in the world.

She felt tears pool up in her eyes.

"God dammit Ronald Weasley" Hermione sobbed " I just told you my heart's confessions and all you can do is sit there grinning like an idiot, making me feel like an idiot myself!"

Hermione turned away, head in her hands crying. She hadn't imagined this to happen at all.

Suddenly she felt a strong hand cup her chin. Ron turned her face to his, still smiling. He gently brushed away her tears.

And without warning he kissed her.

Hermione felt every particle in her body explode as she turned to jelly. Her lips tingled were his touched hers.

And she could feel him still smiling.


AN: Well there you go. My first story. I hope you liked it, and if you didn't, I'm terribly sorry (really). Oh yes, and I like reviews :)