Little did Ron know, Hermione had these feelings also. If only she knew if Ron loved her as much as she did him… If only she could share her true feelings with him. Yet she was uncertain of what she really wanted. She really wanted him, she would remind herself. She sighed, and sat next to Luna at lunch the next day.
"Luna, how did you know that Ron liked you? Like, did he send any signals or was he straight forward with it?"
"Oh, I don't know. I was the one who asked him out." Luna had been counseling Hermione about Ron because she had previously dated him.
Her motives were not pure, however; she still wanted him back after an ugly break-up and was jealous of anyone who could possible want him. And Hermione was not going to get in her way.
Then, Ron walked up to their table, his face a blushing pink.
"Uh, er, Hermione? I was wondering… if you'd, er, like to go over those new charms with me. I just don't quite grasp them yet." A wide smile appeared on Hermione's face.
"I'd absolutely love to!"
"Really? Uh, I mean great. I'll see you," he stuttered. He walked back to his seat by Harry.
"Did you see that?" Hermione gushed. "I'm absolutely positive he likes me."
Luna just shrugged and continued eating the chocolate-covered crickets, newly sent from her father.