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Just Harry- this is Ron

A chocolate frog bounced across the carriage as Ron tried to catch it. Hermione tutted and looked back down at her book.

"Ron, you know those things are going to jump everytime, and everytime you manage to let it go!"

"There bloody quick Hermione, you try it sometime"

"Well, theres no need to be -"

"Guys, can we atleast have an hour of peace and quiet before we get back to King's Cross. Ive got the next few weeks of Vernon and Dudley to be dealing with", said Harry, sitting opposite her.

Ron managed to snatch the chocolate frog and sat back down. Sat between him and Hermione lay Crookshanks, giving him one of his tell tale deadly glares.

"Hey, you're going to get to meet my parents again, you haven't seen them since second year have you?" Hermione asked the boys.

Ron squirmed in his seat, and he knew exactly why. Would Hermione's parents be able to look straight past him, would they know as soon as he saw them? Would they be able to tell ? I mean, Hermione is their daughter, if anyone was going to pick up on things it was going to be them.

"Ron? You okay?" Hermione asked.

"Wa- oh , yeah , fine"

"Don't look so worried, my parents aren't as strict as they seem. They have mentioned to me over the past couple of months how it might be unhealthy to be hanging around boys too much, and now I can see why"

Ron was stuffing a second chocolate frog into his mouth. He gulped and said-

"Well, you've got Luna and Ginny, and I suppose Luna counts as a girl"

Hermione almost laughed but caught herself " Don't be mean!"

There was quiet in the carriage. Hermione thought of her summer without Ron. And Harry of course, Harry too. She turned side ways in her seat and crossed her legs. Crookshanks came and sat in her lap, and she stroked his ears. She held her book just above her eyes, and couldn't help but look up every few seconds. That infuriating red hair ! Why did it have to be so bright, so beautiful, so darn eye- catching? Ron looked up and caught her looking at him. Her eyes flicked back down to her page, determined not to look up again.

Ron shifted in his seat, stretching his legs out to the seat opposite, next to Harry. Hermione watched people go past their carriage, without a care in the world, without the weight of a crush pressing down on them. I just wish I could do something, just to see what his reaction would be.

I stretched one of my legs out, Crookshanks having to alter his position and partly lie on my stomach. I placed it on top of Ron's legs. And I waited.

He didn't even flinch. He looked at me, gave a small smile and leant back in his seat, giving the impression of someone asleep.

Hermione shook her head. So that was it then, he didn't feel anything. If he had any sort of feelings for me, there would be signs wouldn't there? Red cheeks? A goofy grin? Or red ears in Ron's case? Nope, nothing. And it was probably the worst feeling in the world.

Oh my bloody buggering Merlin. What the hell does she think she's doing. Oh my God, just stay very very still and try not to think about other things. Control yourself Ron ! If I think how close she is to my- well, just don't think about it okay, or she will bloody know how you feel! Ron looked up at her and smiled, and she buried her eyes beneath her book once more. Oh God! Just lie back, concentrate, don't think about it. Okay, eyes closed. Now what to think about? Aunt Muriel and Hagrid bumpin uglies! Yes, there we go, that should do! Just as he felt himself relax a little, she moved. She scooted back down in her seat a bit more, her jacket being used as a pillow, her shirt riding up the tiniest of bits, showing a minimal amount of skin. Ron breathed in and out, trying to think about anything but their situation.

"Harry, can't open a window can you?" Ron asked.

No reply. Harry was asleep. Hermione whipped her wand out of her jeans pocket and used the tip to slide open the window, letting the cool breeze push in.

"Thanks"

"No problem"

"So what are you doing for the holidays?"

"Well, I think my parents are thinking of a holiday, although I'm not sure yet"

"Well, I was thinking, and I mean you don't have to-

"When do you want me to be there?" Hermione grinned.

"Any time you want" Ron smiled back.

"Ill have a few weeks with Mum and Dad first, I have missed them terribly, and then I'll be over, so set me a bed up"

"Will do"

"I'm going to miss you. Over the holiday. And Harry too of course. I'm so used to having you around its strange when your not"

"It's only going to be for a few weeks Hermione"

"I know. Still. Do you wander what it will be like when we leave after seventh year? We've spent nearly a decade in each others company only to go off and lead seperate lives"

Hermione watched Ron closely. Please, just give me a sign.

"Nah, that won't happen"

Hermione laughed "What? Were all going to move in together, lead happy care free lives?" her tone and expression dropped "Any of us could end up dead"

"Hermione! Don't speak like that, Jesus !"

"Just saying, you never know"

"Yeah, well, we could all end up related" Ron watched her closely.

"Is that a proposal?" she laughed playfully.

"You could end up married to one of my brothers"

"Absolutely not!"

"Oh? Why? The idea of marrying into my family repulse you does it?"

"No! I just don't like any of them is all. Imagine married to Fred or George, you wouldn't know which one was walking you up the isle!"

"Fair point"

"I can see town now, we're not that far away". Indeed the windows were starting to fill with houses, shops and tall buildings. This only saddened Hermione further. One step closer to saying goodbye...

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"Here let me get that" Ron grabbed Hermione's trunk and dragged it over to where her parents were waiting for her. He ran back to help her with her cases and bags of books, her parents turning to each other with their eye- brows raised pleasantly.

He chatted to Hermione, as they carried the rest of her things over to her parents. He placed the bags down, and Harry came up behind them.

"And who is this handsome young fellow?" Mrs Granger asked, looking at Harry.

"Oh, just Harry, this is Ron" Hermione said, grabbing the elbow of Ron's jumper and tugging him forward. Harry stayed quiet and tried not to be offended.

"Well, hello Ron, I've heard quite a lot about you in Hermione's letters"

"You have?" Ron looked at Hermione, and their cheeks suddenly felt warmer.

"Young man, you wouldn't mind helping me with this to the car, its parked just over there" Mr Granger asked Harry.

"Of course not, "

"Ronald, you have grown quite a bit since the last time I saw you", indeed Ron was nearly as tall as the women herself.

Ron shuffled his feet, not quite knowing a correct response.

"So how has your school year been" she asked him. There was probably a thousand replies he could give her. We had a bitch of a teacher who likes to slice open children's hands, Harry's godfather was killed, we rode across London on flying dead horses, oh, and I've had regular dreams about Hermione doing things that would make you want to slap me...

"Erm, its been stressful, with exams and everything"

"Of course, are you planning on meeting up in the holidays?"

"Well I've invited Hermione over, if its okay with you. Once she's been on holiday and had some time with you of course"

"That sounds lovely Ronald, now we must be going darling, your Aunt's expecting us in an hour, and I promised we'd go for tea" she saw the look on Hermione's face, and nodded goodbye to Ron, walking over to Mrs. Weasley, leaving them to their good- byes.

"Well, I suppose goodbye then" Ron said

"Yeah..."

"Hermione, promise me something?"

"Okay" she said without even thinking

"Don't marry one of my brothers okay?"

This was not what she was expecting. She blinked as they shared a look, grinning.

"I promise"

She held out her hand, but Ron pulled her into a hug. She breathed in his scent, not wanting to leave this moment, ever. She was perfectly happy to just stay frozen, in his embrace.

They broke apart, and Fred and George were laughing standing next to Molly and Mrs Granger. Molly hushed them, and Harry and Mr Granger were back from the car.

"See you in a few weeks then"

"See you" Ron grinned, walking over to his family, a feeling similar to grief filling his mind. he took a few bags from his mother, and watched Hermione walk towards her parents.

"Oh, well that's just lovely. 'Just Harry' doesnt even get a good-bye now?" said Harry, much to everyone's amusement.

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