No copyright infringement intended whatsoever. This was never intended to be a long story, and I think 4 chapters should do it. I've enjoyed writing this and I hope you've enjoyed reading it just as much. Sorry about how the italics messed up on the first chapter, it looks weird and I apologise.

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"This is going to sound daft, I just know it is." She smiled at his obvious embarrassment as his cheeks flushed slightly.

She reached out and seized his hand from by his side, encompassing it in her own. She took comfort in the fact that it was a little clammy – she wasn't the only one who was nervous. "You don't have to be embarrassed in front of me Ron, I won't laugh at you." The red head beamed.

"Well how about if I muck it up? You'll hate me for ever; you're that kind of girl."

"Ron, you won't muck it up."

"Alright then, but on your head be it."

She answered him merely with a smirk. On the back of his hand she began tracing relaxing circles, noticing his expression calming slightly, she continued.

"I love you."

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"But that's just the thing; it's not simple at all. Maybe for you, Miss Extraordinary, but not me – he's my best mate!"

"Yes, and she's your sister!"

"She's in the wrong here Hermione, so don't stick up for her; she's done nothing but mess him about. I mean, I suppose I warned him so he should have been on the look out, but…"

"But he loved her."

"Yeah, she didn't love him though did she?"

"I don't think that's true Ron."

"He caught her snogging the face off Lee Jordan, does that sound like something someone in love would do? 'Cause if so, I think you're a bit confused."

"She made a bad decision."

"People… who do that…it's wrong, they're bad. It's not just - oh heavens, sorry terrible mistake - it's wrong!"

"Mostly."

"No, always."

"I disagree."

"You always do."

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"So you don't trust me." It wasn't a question; he didn't expect her to answer. "That's what it's all about, I've done nothing wrong but you still don't trust me."

"I have never said that I don't trust you, so don't you put words in my mouth Ronald Weasley!" Her tears were falling thick and fast, she had forgotten just when the crying had started but by this point it was becoming painful, they stung her skin. "You make me doubt whether or not I should trust you sometimes, but I will always trust you – despite my better judgement, I always will.

"So I shouldn't have friends, is that what you're saying?" His face was steadily reddening with rage. "You don't trust me around other girls. Which is your way of saying – don't be friends with them."

"I didn't say that Ron."

"You didn't need to."

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"I love you."

"I love you too."

"I always will."

"I always have."