Angeleyes Chapter 2: Take A Chance On Me, a harry potter fanfic

A/N: Thank you for reviewing chapter one! Much love to all of you! This isn't really a continuation. It's more like a different view. But same singers!

Take a Chance On Me

By: Silver Ice

If you change your mind, I'm the first in line
Honey, I'm still free, take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around
If you got no place to go, when you're feeling down
If you're all alone, when the pretty birds have flown
Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie
If you put me to the test, If you let me try
Take a chance on me, take a chance on me

Hermione couldn't stand it. She hadn't really meant to insult Ron. It really had looked like Harry had put the Felix Felicis in Ron's drink! What else was she supposed to think. He didn't have to get back at her by doing this.

Lavender Brown. Of all the millions of people in the world, he had to pick Lavender Brown. The girl was a bubbling airhead. She couldn't possible like Ron. Ron couldn't possibly like her. All Lavender really wanted was the chance to say that she was dating a Keeper.

Well.

Hermione wanted to date him too, but not because he was some bloody Keeper for a school Quidditch team. She wanted to date him because he was funny and he could be sweet. She wanted to date him because he made her smile and feel beautiful.

Oh, when he said that he didn't want her to hook up with McLaggen, she had hoped for the best. He had sounded so protective, so caring, so…loving. Hermione was sure that he wanted to go with her to Slughorn's party. She had most certainly been wrong.

All it took was one win in Quidditch for Lavender to get Ron. If Hermione hadn't Confunded McLaggen in the first place then Ron wouldn't even have been the Keeper!

Hermione watched Lavender giggling as she sat in Ron's lap. It really wasn't fair. She should hate him. Yet, Hermione couldn't help wishing that she was the one in Ron's lap. Couldn't he see that? Didn't he get that Krum and McLaggen were nothing to her!

We can go dancing, we can go walking
As long as we're together
Listen to some music, maybe just talking
You'd get to know me better
'Cause you know I've got so much that I wanna do
When I dream I'm alone with you, it's magic
You want me to leave it there, afraid of a love affair
But I think you know, that I can't let go

"Er-my-nee." Hermione had been struck motionless when she had heard it. Ron had said her name. After being poisoned and barely being rescued, he had mumbled her name in his sleep. Not Lavender's.

Everyone had stayed silent after he'd said it, but Hermione knew that everyone had heard it. How could Hermione not be hopeful? Ron had to care for her! He'd been dreaming about her!

She'd heard flattery and kindness from Viktor and even Cormac, but none of that really mattered to her. She didn't want to hear Herm-oh-ninny, she wanted to hear Er-my-nee.

Hermione just wanted to know Ron. Hermione wanted to know what he was thinking, how he was feeling. She just wanted the chance.

Hermione knew that Harry wanted to be with Ginny. It was so obvious. Especially when Ron left the hospital wing after the poisoning. All of Harry's questions had been more than enough for confirmation. Hermione wondered if Ron asked questions like that about her.

She was glad to be on speaking terms with him, but she hated it when they were ripped apart by Lavender. Hermione had been thrilled when she discovered Ron hadn't even told Lavender when he was leaving the hospital wing. Not only that, but at dinner that night they didn't even talk!

Hermione couldn't help but smile. She loved being open and friendly with him. The thought of Ron and Lavender having trouble in paradise was so thrilling.

The best reassurance was when Hermione was helping Ron fix his D.A.D.A essay. He had actually said, "I love you, Hermione." Not only that, but he said he wouldn't mind if Lavender had heard him say it so that she'd dump him.

Hermione wished that Lavender had heard. That would have been a stroke of luck. Pity Felix wasn't working his magic.

Oh, you can take your time, baby, I'm in no hurry
I know I'm gonna get you
You don't wanna hurt me, baby don't worry
I ain't gonna let you
Let me tell you now, my love is strong enough
To last when things are rough, it's magic
You say that I waste my time, But I can't get you off my mind
No I can't let go, 'cause I love you so

Well, Felix's magic ended up coming in handy more than Hermione had ever expected. When Harry had finally taken the potion in the boy's dormitories, Ron and Hermione had been there.

When Harry left the dormitories, Ron and Hermione had followed. Only, Harry had the invisibility cloak on. All Lavender Brown had seen was Ron and Hermione coming out of the boy's dormitories. As Ron and Lavender retreated to a corner to bicker, Hermione nearly skipped happily up to her own dorm.

Lavender would have to think that there was something going on between Ron and Hermione. She would have to be broken hearted and furious. How could Lavender continue a relationship with Ron if she thought he wasn't even being faithful.

Hermione didn't want Ron getting a bad reputation, but anything that would get him to break up with Lavender was necessary. When Lavender came into the dorm sobbing less than ten minutes later, Hermione quickly returned to the common room, feeling the slightest bit of sympathy for Lavender.

To her happiness, Ron was still sitting in the common room, gazing into the fire.

"Ron?" Hermione whispered, taking a seat next to him.

"I feel so terrible. I didn't want her to cry!" Ron exclaimed, turning away from the flames to face Hermione.

"I know you didn't want to hurt her, but it's worse staying with her when the relationship was a lie." Hermione comforted, hoping that Ron would understand.

"Yeah. I can't help feel relieved, you know? Like I'm…free." Ron said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Yeah. Well you are." Hermione replied with a smile.

Ron smiled back warmly, and the two continued to sit contently on the couch.

If you change your mind, I'm the first in line
Honey, I'm still free, take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around
If you got no place to go, when you're feeling down
If you're all alone, when the pretty birds have flown
Honey, I'm still free, take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best, baby can't you see
Gotta put me to the test, take a chance on me

The next day had been so awkward whenever Lavender was around. Hermione attempted to avoid her at all costs. After all, all Lavender did was shoot her death glares.

In the common room, Ron had been waving his wand and making snow. Hermione had innocently grabbed his arm to stop him. Lavender, of course, glared at her and Hermione instinctively let go of Ron's arm.

Ron didn't seem to notice Lavender glaring though, because he apologized for making snow and then brushed the white flakes off Hermione's shoulder. Of course Lavender had burst into tears, but Ron only turned away.

Hermione felt sorry for Lavender, but she felt even more thrilled that Ron was available and paying attention to her again. There had to be something there. Something more than friendship.

The way Ron acted sometimes, it only made sense that he cared. Really cared. Hermione knew that something was going to happen soon with Harry and Ginny, and she just hoped that the same fate was in store for Ron and her.

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pow, pa-pa-pa-pa-pow
Honey, I'm still free, take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best, baby can't you see
Gotta put me to the test, take a chance on me

Dumbledore's death. No one had seen it coming, not like this, not now. It's the most terrible of loses, but it changed Ron and Hermione's relationship. It was the flash of light that showed them that the war was raging closer than expected.

They did not hide. The grief was hard, and Ron did not hesitate to hold Hermione as she sobbed. He stroked her hair and let his own tears fall.

Sometimes it takes a loss to realize that you still have something left. Dumbledore was never one to hold back, an admirable trait. With the summer ahead, Hermione couldn't help silently think, "I hope Ron takes a chance on me."

A/N: I kinda drifted through POV's, but I hope that was okay! Review, it'd mean the world to me!