Harry Potter belongs to Warner Bros, Scholastic,
Bloomsbury, Heyday/1498 films, JK Rowling and Raincoat books. I don't lay any
claim to it.
This was written before book five came out
I honestly don't know how it all happened. It was like a
big bang in my mind. A bomb that was counting down till the great blast that
realisation to me.
That's how it feels when you fall for your best friend.
I must admit I sometimes looked down to him in the past. I
was the smart, law-abiding model student and he was nothing more than a rebel.
A rebel everybody found way more interesting than me. Once, this made me feel
frustrated but now it's one of the things I love most about him. His sense of
I kind of realised my feelings about him in the summer
before our fifth year. Once again I had been asked by Viktor Krum to visit but
while I was writing my reply to him, another face was wandering in my mind. I
was terrified. The thought of losing his friendship because of what I felt
scared me so much, that I kept it silent from everyone.
Well... almost everyone, Ginny found out soon afterwards.
I would never be able to hide a thing like this from Ginny. You see, although
Harry and Ron are the people whom I hang around with most, Ginny is a girl and
every girl needs a best friend of their own sex to chat with. She knows me
better than everyone else and her advice was to wait for him to reveal his
feelings about me. If his feelings for me were more than just friendly ones.
It was Harry who brought it round one day. I was helping
him complete an essay for Snape in the library when he suddenly abandoned his
quill and made me look at him.
"Is there something going on?"
I, naturally, didn't understand. Or didn't want to
understand. I asked what he meant and he did something I knew he had taken from
me. Rolled his eyes. "Between you and Ron of course."
"We haven't fought if-"
"You like him don't you?" he asked me and I felt
my heart beating thrice as fast as usual. I took in a deep breath and returned
to my parchment.
"What could make you say that?" I hoped that my
voice sounded indifferent enough, which apparently didn't as Harry raised an
"Come on now, Hermione, I've seen how you look at him
and I'm not the only one who has noticed," Harry said airily and I gave
him a horrified look and he said that Ginny had noticed as well.
I sighed with relief and admitted that, yes, Ginny was
aware of it, only to bite my tongue a second later and curse myself on letting Harry
know. He gave me a triumphant look and swung his chair on the back two legs.
"He also likes you, you know," he said plainly
as if he'd just pointed out that Butterbeer is served hot. My jaw dropped in
"Why don't you talk to him?"
"Are you nuts, Harry?"
"Why not? He knows anyway." Harry smiled goofily
and I found myself in one of the few moments in my life where I didn't know
what to say.
I must have looked mortified because Harry laughed
silently and added "We haven't told him of course, but he knows deep
I knew that by we he meant himself and Ginny. I
sighed and he reached for his quill again.
"Talk to him."
My conversation with Harry left me deep in thought. Yes,
Ron might like me, but I still panicked. What if we got together and something
happened to ruin it all and put an end to our friendship?
Losing Ron would kill me so I didn't say anything despite
Ginny's constant badgering. I feel bad to say that I got distant with him and I
arranged that our only time together was during prefect patrolling. Had it been
up to me I would have avoided those as well.
Ron of course understood there was something fishy going
on. I had ignored him in the past after our fights but this was different. I
was avoiding him. I'd never avoided Ron before.
It was Sunday evening and we were walking down the Charms
corridor when I yawned widely. I had stayed up till three o' clock in the
morning studying for a Transfiguration exam the previous night and I felt dead.
"Tired?" he asked, trying to get me to talk to
him. When I nodded he smiled.
"Maybe now I can finally get you to tell me what your
big secret is."
I felt my insides going numb. Stopping dead in my tracks,
I managed to recompose myself and speak up.
"I have no secrets from you, Ron."
He snorted and made me look at him. It was the first time in months.
"You're keeping something from me. I'm not
That was it. I was cornered. I either had to lie or not
answer him. Either way would mean the end of our friendship.
"And what if I do? I think you already know
Ron looked down and sighed.
"Yeah" he said "I think I know." He
looked back at me and smiled. I was still daunted though. Sue me. Not looking
at him I spoke.
"I think it's time we shut up about my secret then and
I almost felt his smile vanishing seconds before he touched
my elbow and made me look at him again.
"I don't feel like shutting up," he whispered
and I sensed my eyes watering slightly as my heart was pounding with fear mixed
with hope. I knew what was to come next and Merlin knows how much I wanted it.
Without taking his eyes from mine, he leaned forward and in no time he was so
close that I could count the freckles on his nose.
That was it. Since then I've been feeling so happy that
even teachers have noticed and other Hogwarts students have understood
something is going on between us and if it hadn't been for the school's strict
guidelines I wouldn't hesitate to 'Sonorus' my voice and shout for all of
Hogwarts to know that Ron Weasley is now My Ron. And if you want to know
something, it feels great to fall for your best friend. Especially if he adores
you. And you adore him too.