“don’t look at me like that”
Ron was sitting down on the couch , he was looking upward, scowling at Hermione who was standing with her hands on her hips in front of him. They were having another fight.

“Why would you ever say such a thing?”
“I didn’t say anything you just misunderstood me!”
“Misunderstood you?.. Oh Ron, its just so like you to say that!”
“Say what!! Oh wait.. There you go again.”
“What is that supposed to me-”
Hermione was cut off by a ferocious sigh. Hermione and Ron looked over to see Harry half out of his chair, rubbing his eyes.
“Will you two shut up!! You are fighting over absolutely nothing!” Harry yelled.
Hermione took her hands off her hips limply and sat down on the very far end of the couch from where Ron was sitting. Ron looked down as though trying to study his hands.
“Yea I guess your right.. Thanks mate”
Harry looked from one to another looking extremely exhausted and he slowly rose from his position on the chair and stood up.
“Well, whatever. I’m going to go to bed.” he said starting to walk up the stairs.
“Oh. Hey wait for me.. I better go to sleep too,” Ron said looking from Harry to Hermione who turned her head towards the fire. “Got to get some rest before we have another go at it.” suddenly he felt a very hard pillow hit his head. He turned around and there stood Hermione with another pillow in her hand, her eyes gleaming with tears and a very threatening look on her face. Ron ran quickly up the stairs and out of sight before Hermione could throw another one. As he ran up he could hear her crying, He suddenly felt his stomach drop out of his body. Ron sat down on the stairs and rested his head against the wall.
Why did you say that Ron, why?? You knew that would make her upset, didn’t you? Ron rose from the stairs as soon as Hermione’s crying had calmed down and slowly walked down. He could hear shallow breathing as he walked into the common room. He looked around for any sight of anyone out of bed. Ron Tiptoed over to the couch where Hermione was curled up on sleeping, her head against the arm of the chair, her hair was hanging over. Wow, she looks so beautiful when she’s sleeping. Come to think of it.. She’s pretty no matter what. Why haven’t I noticed before? Ron thought.
He lowered to the ground so he was eyelevel with Hermione. I wonder if she’ll wake up If I stroke her hair, surely she would. don’t do it Ron! But he couldn’t help it, his hand reached out as if his arm belonged to someone else’s body and gently touched Hermione’s head. She shuddered and opened her eyes..
“Ron? What are you doing?”
“Er.. Nothing..”
“Yes you were..”
“Well if YOU know what I was doing why don’t you tell me?”
“Because I want to hear it from you” Hermione said sweetly but confused.
Ron turned around and leaned against the couch and stared into the fire. Hermione slipped down onto the floor next to him.
“You can tell me Ron”
“Yeah, I know”
“Well, then what is it?”
“It’s just that-”
“Yes..”
“That-”
“It’s okay, go on”
“It’s just that, I could hear you crying and when you stopped I came down here to see if you were ok.. But you were asleep so I felt like I still needed to comfort you so I touched your hair, then you woke up”. Ron had said that so fast He didn’t even think he understood it, he looked at Hermione who was staring at him in disbelief. Ron suddenly had the instinct to move closer to Hermione. He looked down and slid over a little bit, just enough so his arm was touching hers slightly. Hermione just remembered Ron was still there, she was so absorbed in her thoughts that she forgot about him, she looked down by their arms, she took hold of Ron’s hand. Ron looked up.. Shocked.
“Thanks, Ron, that was really sweet of you.”
“Yeah, no problem. It’s just that I don’t like it when you cry, and I hope you know I never mean to make you cry,”
“Yes, I know quite well.”
“Okay, I just wanted to get that straight.”
“Alright, I understand.”
Ron stood up and started walking toward the stairs.
“Where are you going.”
“I’m going to bed, I’ve got a test or whatever tomorrow, you should understand that.”
“But Ron, I thought-” Ron turned around, he had a very adorable look on his face, as though he was trying to do a very complicated spell.
“You thought what?” Ron said walking a few steps toward Hermione.
“Well, I thought that you had something else to say to me”. Ron took a few more steps toward Hermione. Ron had made up his mind he was going to tell her.. No, show her how he felt.
“Hermione?”
“Yes?” she looked up at him, he was standing so close to her she could feel the warmth off his body.
“I actually do have something you need to know.”
“Okay, wha-” Before she could finish her sentence, Ron had pulled her towards him kissed her. It only lasted a second, a blissful second. When their lips were no longer touching she could still feel the warmth of his lips linger on hers.
Hermione’s expression was blank and dazed. Ron was about to step back, just incase she was going to slap him, but all of the sudden, he felt two arms wrap around his neck. He felt himself being pulled forward, His lips touched Hermione’s. This kiss lasted much longer than the first. Ron felt an incredible sensation flow from his head to his feet. He wrapped his arms around Hermione’s waist and pulled her closer.
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Hermione pulled away after awhile and started towards the stairs, leaving Ron breathless.
“Goodnight” she called about half way up.
“Goodnight” Ron mumbled, He staggered toward the couch and plopped down. He just kissed Hermione. His best friend, it seemed wrong but it felt so right. Ron shook himself and headed upstairs still amazed out of his mind..
What were they going to do now?