Hermione laid still in her four poster bed. She couldn't sleep. Today was too good to be true... Was Ginny's plan working? Could he really be falling back in love with her?It seemed so impossible. She tried so hard not to believe it, but she couldn't mask the hope and excitement in the pit of her stomach. She was getting no sort of sleep tonight that was certain.

She stepped out of her bed and put on her bathrobe. SHe would go to the common room to read for until she was tired. It would get her mind off of tonight at the least.

She curled up next to the fire and began reading. Instantly she was consumed by the great tranquility that is her own world of literature. Just when she reached the good part of her book a hand tapped her shoulder.

She nearly jumped ten feet in the air until she saw the nervously smiling face of someone who she's been wanting to hex since the trainride.

"Ronald." She said sternly and then turned her focus back to her book.

He sat in and empty chair across from her. Only a few moments of silence past before the bloke actually spoke.

"He pulled his hand through his hair as he began to stutter her words,"I-I don't know what I did to make you so mad at me herms.. I-I was planning on you know... apologizing earlier when..." He paused as his face began to transform to his famous weasley blush.

"Oh honestly Ronald I wasn't shagging your brother in a broom closet!" She said and started laughing uncontrollabley.

It was not long before he joined her in laughter. Once they stopped she said,"You were really going to apologize to me?"

"Yeah, I mean your my best mate... I don't want you to bloody hate me on our last year here. We've been fighting an aweful lot and well we miss you Herms... Harry too. We did notice you know when you stopped being you we thought it was just shock from the war.. We all had our own ways of coping you were always better alone... We didn't want to anger you by bugging you about how you felt. We thought you just you know, needed time and..."

Hermione cut him off by hugging him,"Ronald I'm Sorry, I've been a lousy mate.. I know Its just..." SHe struggled for words and held in her tears... She wanted to tell him, but she couldn't no one else could know... It had to stay secret. She was tired of secrets though. Ron and Harry were her best mates... SHe could tell them anything... They'd understand...

"Its Fred... Isn't it?" Ron asked lifelessly.

"What is?"

"You love him."

Her Eyes instantly widened and she said,"Why would you..."

"Oh come off it Herms... I can tell It may have taken me ages to realize it but you look at him like hes a super hero. Like he can do anything and me... Well you wont even look at me anymore."

"Ron, I'm sorry I was wrong you don't have the emotional range of a teaspoon."

He chuckled slightly before saying,"So I was right?"

She sighed as she diverted her gaze to the floor. She whispered the words,"Its complicated."

The boy only rolled his eyes,"Hermione stop ignoring the answer and say it."

"I'm in love with him Ronald." She said trying to sound as platonic as you can while telling your best mate your in love with his brother.

"How long..." He asked trying to sound accepting... Well as accepting someone can be after the girl you've been in love with since third year tells you shes in love with your brother.

"That depends... Like I said, its complicated." She told him. She still was too guilty to even look at him. Not exactly guilty but she felt as though she betrayed him in some way.

"Well, we have time, I estimate no one will be up for about, five hours, give or take."

"Ron, its not that easy, Its not just my secret to tell. Other people could get hurt. It could change... change everything" She said as she drew in a jagged breath.

"Hermione, Whats up? Nothing ever got you this upset except in the war, but even then you were fine until the end of it. You always hold. This isn't you. Timid, shaky and Nervous is not who you are."

"Imagine that one person, who is bloody insane, and horrid the person who you utterly cant stand, but in the best natured way as possible. The person who always seemed to get under your skin... Then imagine, Falling in love with that person. Imagine them actually loving you back, when no else did. That's how it was with him. I just needed time. Like you said. I wish I could tell you. It has been killing me to not tell Harry or you. Ginny already knew in a way and George was there. You have to believe me Ron, Please. You're... You're my best mates I just need some trust here." She spilled out the words trying to sound as calm as she could when on the inside she was trembling with sobs.

Ron studied her intently and realized that this would have to do. She'd tell him when she was ready. She was Hermione the world's most bloody confusing girl. He knew she didn't love him. Never had. It stung, but really he always knew. He could tell, but he still had his hopes. Part of him knew he wouldn't ever get over her. He knew she had an everlasting effect on him. Every girl he met he'd compare to her. At least its the way he felt. It was like a black hole in his chest. He felt as if he'd never get over it. He was so convinced he wouldn't be the same.

But he also knew her. She wont change her mind. He's not living in a story book. He doesn't get the girl. He knew it. He always had, but that didn't make the pain in his chest go away or the longing he felt.

"I do trust you Hermione, but its just. Imagine that one person... The bloody insane horrid person who you cant stand... You know how you see Fred. Well imagine falling in love with them. Then imagine them falling in love with your bloody brother and saying they cant tell you why they have been crying themselves to sleep all bloody summer long..." He had no idea where that had even come from the words tumbled out of his mouth on instinct. He really did not want a fight, just answers.

"Ronald... You don't love me you just think you-"

"STOP SAYING THAT! Hermione listen to me I love you and I am in love with you and everything about you. I ould have treated you so much better. He barely knows you. I know just about everything about you." He said on th verge of becoming angry with her.

"Whats my favorite book Ronald." She said blankly.

"I don't pay attention to books Herms and whats that got to do with anything?"

"Fred Knows it. Whats my Favorite color?"

"Red? Or Yellow, yes yellow." He said in faux confidence.

"Violet. Fred knows that too."

"whats my birth stone?"

"I don't..."

"Fred knows it... Ronald you do know me but he remembers those little details without even trying to. Cant you see? Im in love with him I always will be regardless of what you think or anyone else."

"So the fact I love you means nothing to you? The fact I would die for you means nothing." He said his face turning red. Anger was seething out with every word he said.

"NO Ronald! Please don't get angry. I love you as my brother. As my bestmate. But not in the way I love him." Hermione was almost to the point of tears now. She knew this talk with him was going to come sooner or later, but she wasn't prepared for it yet.

She thought back to when Fred and her would talk about it. Fred always bet her it would be on their wedding day. He'd dance with her at the reception and start asking why. She always said he would ask before. He'd ask a week after he found out, get angry and forgive her on her wedding day.

Thinking of this only caused another wave of tears that she had to choke back.

"Why him? What did he do that I didn't? I don't need to know how you started dating. I don't need to know any of it. I just want to know how he could have possibly make you fall for him while I couldn't"

Hermione stared at him blankly. She thought of that over and over again. She knew when he fell for her, but when did she fall for him? Then it hit her.

"He'd never stay angry. Every time we fought, which was a lot, Every time I'd storm off angry. He would not sleep until we made up. He even snuck into my dorm at midnight just to kiss me and say sorry. Every time I tried to break it off he told me to say. He knew we could make it. He didn't give up on me, he didn't let me get away no matter how much I yelled and fought with him, he always fought harder to convince me to stay." She told him with a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Hermione you know how I get.. Im not ever REALLY mad at you.. I just-"

That's when she caught him off, "Exactly Ron! I know how you are. I know how you get and Fred's not like that. He's not like you, which is why I love Fred in a different way. In my eyes he is different then everyone else and that why I love him. If you could just see Love isn't being attracted to someone. There are all different sorts of levels of love. You haven't met that one person yet, So you don't know what I mean. But when you realize It you're going to be happy I did this."

"Maybe your right but I do love you Herms."

"I know you do." Was all she said as she frowned slightly at him.

He let out a sigh as if admitting defeat as he said in a dreary tone, "Whatever happened, when you want to tell us me and Harry will listen."

"Thank you." Was all she could reply. After a few moments of silence He stood up and walked to the boys staircase.

Just as he was about to walk up she said, "Ronald ... Its Harry and I will listen... Not me and Harry."

He shook his head and without saying even wishing her a goodnight. Hermione could have sworn she saw him look back and smile, but knew she was probably imagining it. Strangely enough she didn't feel bad.

He had to hear it. When he found someone he loved he would understand. But it felt strangely warm and comforting knowing her friends were there for her. It was quite stupid of her to think they wouldn't. They've been through so much together, she should have known they'd always support her. I guess part of her couldn't let go of that secret. The bond her and Fred had shared. She couldn't let that go just yet.

So she sat there for another hour thinking before she drifted to sleep on the couch in front of the Fireplace. Not caring that when she woke up she'd be a mess in front of everyone. She drifted to a deep easy sleep and smiled soundly as visions of Fred danced behind her closed eyelids.

A/N I know its not a lot of Fremione action, but I felt it important to share this bond between Ron and Hermione. How Ron thinks he feels and How Hermione reacts and how even though his heart is crushed, He is still there for her Because their friendship is just that strong. He has not quite gotten over her but he is closer now I like to think Ron accepted the fact Hermione would never be his... I mean don't get me wrong I cant make Ron the bad guy here he is just lovestruck he's not Jackass... Next chappy is most likely gunna be Fremione fluff... Drama is yet to come this story is far from over. I shall update when I get 5 reviews on this chappy Until next time my darlings!
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