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Chapter 12
Ron couldn't sleep. Not with the entire of the box still hanging in his mind. He had left it right where he had found it, hoping that Hermione would have had no idea.
He had come down far earlier then he had thought, but when he looked over at the table he saw that the box was gone. He nodded and hoped that he had put everything back in the right order that he had found it.
He heard someone coming down the stairs. He hurried over to the arm chair and turned it so it faced away from the stairs.
"Morning, Gin," Harry's voice said from the top of the stairs. A giggle escaped what had to be Ginny's lips.
"Morning, Harry."
That's when he heard it, the sound of a swift kiss upon the lips. He cringed at the sound. He didn't want to know that his baby sister and his best friend were swapping spit near him.
"How about you and I have a picnic today? For lunch?" Harry suggested.
"That sounds so lovely, Harry. You're so romantic."
"Well I do try."
"Bet your girlfriend gets angry about the amount of time you spend with me," Ginny said softly.
"Naw, she doesn't even know that I'm not around," Harry teased back.
"Well she's not a very good girlfriend, now is she?"
"Naw. She's not."
"That's so sad for you."
"Yeah, but I'll make do. Don't it bother you that you share me with her?"
"I don't share you with anyone, Harry Potter!" Ginny exclaimed in mock anger. Harry laughed.
"No you don't and you'll never have to."
"You mean it, Harry?"
"Yeah. I mean it, Gin."
"You are so sweet. I knew there was a reason why I wanted to date you."
"It isn't about my handsome good looks?"
"Now you're being egotistical."
"Yeah, but you like it."
"Yeah I know."
Their voices trailed off as they left the common room. Ron sighed a breath of relief.
He continued to sit in that arm chair, just staring at the fire when suddenly a hand flashed in front of his face. He looked up to see the smiling eyes of none other than Hermione Granger.
"I've been trying to talk to you for the last two minutes! What are you doing? Day dreaming?" Hermione asked, a smile played upon her lips. He smiled and stood up.
"Yeah. Sorry about that. What were you saying?" Ron asked, hoping that he wasn't blushing wildly.
"I was saying that since it's morning you may want to go down to the Great Hall with me to get some food." Ron nodded his head.
"Yeah, sounds good let's go."
"Wait, I had to talk you into getting food. Ron are you okay?" Hermione asked as they walked to the portrait hole. He gave her a smile.
"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine," he lied. Hermione smiled.
"Good. For a minute there I was worried."
"Worried? About me?"
"Of course! You're my friend. What has gotten into you today, Ron?"
"I don't know. All of our fighting made me think I guess."
"We haven't fought in a day."
"Bloody world record that is."
"At least this time we are still talking to each other while we aren't fighting," she teased.
"Yeah I know."
"Listen, Ron. No matter what happens I will always care about you. I will always worry about you. Regardless of our fights."
Ron looked into her chocolate brown eyes and saw the love in them. The love that they had for him and him alone. He was so unsure of this feeling before and he marvled at the fact that he had never seen it before in all his years at Hogwarts.
"Thanks 'Mione. I will always care about you too. Just promise me that we will never stop being friends."
"Of course not! No matter how bad our rows get I will never stop being your friend, Ron. How could you think that?"
"Just, promise me. No matter what."
"I promise you." Ron smiled.
"Good. Now let's go get something to eat. I'm starving!" Hermione giggled and followed after him.
