A/N: I know, this chapter is really short. It's only like, 850+ words. Also, this chapter is mostly Hermione's POV. I promise you, next chapter will be a lot longer, than this one and it'll be in Ron's POV! Like the last chapter, I'm sorry for the lack of updating this story. There's going to be the hellhole known as final exams approaching, and I'm studying my ass off! Where I live, school will be over in the next 11 days, so that means that the updates will become more frequent (hopefully). Thanks to JeanAndBilius and the mysterious Guest for the encouraging feedback!

As always, feedback is appreciated! :D

Warning: Swearing and a little taste of adult situation (Blame Ron)!

Disclaimer: Jo Rowling owns HP and the characters used here! If you still think I own HP, think again.

Chapter 19 ~ Asking Her

Hermione wished that this whole argument between Ron and Harry would just end already! She tried numerous of times, elaborating to Ron, that Harry wasn't even eligible enough to put his name in The Goblet of Fire.

Ever since their bickerings, it left Hermione quite lonely. Yes, she did have Harry to talk to, but he would just be in the mood to want to be alone.

Hermione's last choice was, Ginny. She had grown the fondest of bonds with the youngest Weasley. Sure, she was sassy at times, but that's what really made her stand out. She had a Weasley temper, but overall she's a great companion to have.

She understood Hermione's problems like no other.

"Sorry that my brother's acting like the biggest prick in the whole world. You know him, he's just. Ron." Ginny said as they talked in the Gryffindor Commons.

"It's alright, I suppose. I just miss them. One without the other is like losing the other half of me." Hermione replied.

"Well, whatever happens, I hope that the both of them will make-up by the time the first task comes around," Ginny said. Hermione's eyes were widened in remembrance.

"I forgot all about the first task! I've gotta help Harry with the Summoning Charm!" Hermione said with panic in her voice. Ginny looked at the grandfather clock to see it was already 11 at night.

"We'll talk more about this tomorrow. G'night, Hermione." Ginny and Hermione waved each other goodbye. That left Hermione alone in the Commons. She took a deep breath and pulled out her wand.

"Locus.." She blows on the tip of her wand to teleport to The Trio's Headquarters. She took out a book from her shelf and read on about Flutterby Bushes in her Herbology textbook. As she read her book, she heard a wisp of wind and turned around to spot a boy with red flaming hair.

Hermione stood there frozen to see him, Ronald Weasley looking at her with his piercing crystal blue eyes, which reminded her of Christmas ornaments that hung on the Christmas tree. They had never talked in weeks ever since the argument between him and Harry. She quickly placed her Herbology textbook on her study desk and cleared her throat.

Ron on the other hand, slowly walked up to the couch in front of the fireplace to sit on it gingerly. He fixed his long red hair that curled around his ears, to make himself more presentable.

"Why are you here?" Hermione asked him, as she proceeded to seat next to him on the couch. Ron's ears turned pink when Hermione sat there. He cleared his throat.

"I couldn't sleep." He responded lamely. Ron tried avoiding eye contact with the bushy haired brunette. Hermione sighed, and played with the hem of her nightgown.

"Same." She responded back.

"Hey uh, I was wondering if you'd like to see the full moon with me tomorrow up at the Astronomy Tower. Dumbledore allowed everyone to stay up until midnight, so everyone has the chance to see it." Ron asked Hermione while breaking their rift of awkward silence.

"Sure, why not," Hermione responded with a smile, and she finally looked up to see Ron who was looking straight into the fireplace. Ron sensed her looking at him and turned his head to face her.

Her eyes are fucking brilliant. They remind me of melting chocolate, Ron commented on her eyes, awestruck. Ron's eyes glanced down to see Hermione's chest.

Oh bloody hell, when did she get those perfect breast, he thought to himself, almost making himself drool. He snapped out of his trance to face Hermione once more. His ears turned pink, as she blushed. Ron realized that his pants become uncomfortable tight all of a sudden. Shit, Ron grabbed the nearest pillow and settled it on his lap and pretended it to be a table for his hands.

I've missed talking to you, Hermione almost said it out loud to him but thought that if she said it, it would become far more awkward than what she was experiencing right now with Ron. He shifted uncomfortably under the sight of Hermione.

Hermione's eyes traveled down to Ron's lips.

They look so moist and soft. I wonder how they feel like, she said to herself. With that, they were left in silence.

"G'night, Hermione. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Locus.." Ron said finally ending the silence between the both of them. He disappeared and wisp away.

Hermione hugged the pillow that Ron placed over his erection tightly, and stuffed her face in it screaming out with excitement.

This feeling is unexplainable! I almost wanted to kiss him. Hermione, what's gotten into you, she inwardly scolded herself.

Ron ran up the stairs up to his dormitory and placed his head faced down on his pillow.

I fucking did it, holy shit! We're gonna be on a date. Well, a friend date. It's just gonna be Hermione and me, talking to each other, Ron said to himself, feeling his ears heating up.

What could possibly go wrong?