Hermiond lay in bed for what seemed like hours. How could Ron have done this to her? The school year had barely begun and Hermione already figured it would be a long, horrible year.

How long had Ron been cheating on her? Was it weeks? Months? A better question yet, why didn't she feel all that hurt? Hermione let out a frustrated sigh. There was only one way to get the answers. She would have to talk to Ron.

Not caring how late it was, Hermione got out of bed and slipped on some slippers. She snuck out of the head common room and quietly made her way to the Gryffindor tower.

She gave the password when she reached the picture of the Fat Lady. She expected the common room to be empty, but upon entering she saw Harry and Ron sitting by the fire.

"Oh, hey Hermione," Harry said when he noticed her.

Ron just glared.

"Hey, Harry, Ron," Hermione said.

"What brings you here?" Harry asked.

"I came to talk to Ron," Hermione answered. "Is that alright?"

"Yeah, sure," Harry said as he got up and walked up to his dormitory.

"What do you want Hermione?" Ron asked when he was sure that Harry was gone.

"I need to talk to you."

"About what?" Ron asked as Hermione came over and sat across from him.

"Ron, both you and I have some explaining to do."

"There's nothing to explain," Ron snapped.

"The hell there isn't!" Hermione snapped back.

"Hermione, you were cheating on me!"

"I was not!" Hermione said stomping her foot.

"I saw you kissing him!"

"You saw him about to kiss me," Hermione said calmly. "And if you hadn't interrupted, it would have been the first time. I've never kissed Draco before."

"So what you're saying is, had I not interrupted, you would have kissed him?"

Hermione let out a frustrated sigh "Ron, I'm not here to argue."

"Then why are you here?"

"Because I want a few things cleared up," Hermoine answered.

"There's nothing that needs to be cleared," Ron said.

"Ron, you were with Luna and holding her hand. No need to lie. How long have you been seeing her?"

Ron let out a sigh "Since the beginning of August."

"So for about a month?"

"About," Ron answered.

"Why her?"

"Because she's special," Ron said. "There is no one else like her."

"You know Ron," Hermoine said, "Instead of going behind my back, you could have just broken up with me."

"Not that I didn't think about it Hermione, but..."

"It's alright Ron."

"So we're ok?" Ron asked.

"As long as we're still friends," Hermione said with a smile.

"Ok," Ron said. "But Hermone, what's with Malfoy?"

"I don't know," Hermione said. "It seems that he's changed. He's not the Draco Malfoy we've known for the passed six years."

"But Hermione, he's the devil," Ron said trying to reason with her. "He doesn't deserve an angel like you."

Hermione laughed at this "So that's what I am?" she asked. "An angel?"

Ron's face turned a shade of red.

"That's sweet Ron," Hermione said, "but save that kind of stuff for Luna. I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning."

"Night, Hermione," Ron said as she left.

She walked back to her common room luckily not getting caught. She went up to her room and flopped down on her bed.

What the heck was this feeling she was having? And why did her stomach flip whenever she thought of Draco?

Because she liked him. She already knew that.

Did he like her too?

He did try to kiss her.

Did that really mean anything?

'Perhaps it does,' Hermione told herself. 'But I'll have to figure that out later.'

With that thought on her mind, Hermione drifted off to sleep, dreaming of Draco.

End of chapter

A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed. The last chapter will be posted soon.

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