sooo this is the shortest chapter in the history of chapters and i am incredibly sorry for that! it's just that something needed to be posted and this is all i could get done today, i've been way busy and aahhgg i'm so sorry! :(
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"Well obviously he's up to something, have you seen the way he's been acting or the way he looks? Frightened almost, stressed" said harry allowing a pause for one of his friends to answer. Ron just shrugged and Hermione was off in space "Hermione?"

"Hm?" she answered, still staring off.

"Have you noticed anything?"

"Huh? About what?"

"Malfoy"

"Whatabouthim?" she snapped quickly, her eyes large.

"Have you noticed anything!" called Ron, looking suspiciously at his female friend.

"Wha-what do you mean? I- I barely see him" she straightened her back.

"Well I don't know, I thought maybe since you shared a common room you would have noticed how strange he's been acting lately"

It was true Hermione had noticed Draco acting odd lately, but the only times she noticed that, was when he was odd to her. It had been two weeks since their encounter, when Draco had kissed her, disappeared, returned, and treated her like dirt. Acting as if he hadn't been completely nice or kissed her in the last while.

It was strange to Hermione and it hurt a great deal. He was toying with her fragile "teen-girl emotions" and she didn't like it.

What was worse was that now Draco was acting as if nothing had ever happened, nothing at all. He would see her and snarl, made a snide comment, or even bump her shoulder if he had the chance. But Harry was right… something was a little more off lately, now that she thought about it. He acted as though he didn't have the time to bother her any more. Sometimes he would pass her without a single glance, word, or any physical contact. He just rushed everywhere, and each time, looked more and more strained.

"Actually…" she said looking at Ron, then to Harry, "now that you mention it… I have noticed he's been acting, uh, more odd then usual"

"Yeah! I knew it couldn't have been only me. We should find out what he's up to, I don't trust him"

"Yeah, we know that Harry"

Harry gave Hermione a look of annoyance "well, we'll have to talk about this more later, I have to go meet with professor Slughorn"

"Dumbledore's still making you befriend the old coot then?"

"Yeah, I have too, sorry, it's important" with that, Harry left, and Hermione and Ron sat alone on the couch, staring into the fire. Hermione sighed.

"So" said Ron "you have noticed Malfoy's exceptionally weirdness?"

"Can we please not talk about that" begged Hermione, frowning slightly.

"Oh, okay. Well if you don't want to talk about him, then, uh, why don't we talk about… us," he asked nervously shifting a little in his spot.

"Us?" she asked looking at him skeptically

"Yeah" everything quickly became uncomfortable and awkward.

"What do you mean exactly?" she asked studying his nervous/saddened face.

"Hermione… you know I've fancied you for a while now… and I'm sort of tired of waiting around for you" he said, his hands were shaking slightly, Hermione noticed. She felt bad for Ron, she loved him so much, truly she did. But it was more of a brother-sister kind of love, not as much romantic. But she was in a fragile, vulnerable state, and she liked knowing someone loved her, someone who wouldn't hurt her the way she had been hurt.

She reached out, and placed her warm hands on top of Ron's shaking ones. She looked up at her and their eyes met. She smiled warmly at him, and he grinned tightly back. The thing Hermione loved most about Ron was the joy you could always see in his eyes. The way they brightened whenever he was happy. His eyes always seemed to mimic his emotions, and right now, they were huge, and bright, yet still soft with complete bliss.

Hermione leaned forward slowly and in a few seconds, their lips met. Ron was completely bewildered. Hermione had been distancing herself from Ron a little, ever since Ron and Lavender had become an item. Now that they were broken up-

Ron's thoughts were silenced by the soft giggle that came from Hermione, he loved the sound, and it only made his grin wider.

"I love you Hermione," he whispered. Her smile dropped a very little, not enough for Ron to notice though.

"I know" was her only answer, but he didn't care. He was just happy to have her.