Hermione's P.O.V.
"Hey, why aren't you eating?" I asked Ron. "Troubles." He said. "Is it the new girl?" I asked. He nodded. "Why?" I said. "She won't leave me alone. Or shut her mouth!" He exclaimed. "Ron, just tell her. She obviously likes you." I said. "Hermione, can I ask you for advice?" Ron asked. I nodded. "Well, there's this girl I like, she's really intelligent and beautiful, and I'm not smart enough. I'm not sure if she likes me or not." Ron said. "Well, the only way is to ask." I said. Instantly, he went over to the new girl's table, Hufflepuff. Tears fell down my face as ran out of the Great Hall. I heard Ron walking past the empty class I was in and then he opened the door. "Hermione?" He asked. "Yes?"
"Why did you run out of breakfast?"
"You."
"Why?"
"When you asked me for advice, I thought I was the girl. I got my hopes up. I should've known it was the newbie." I said.
"Hermione, I haven't asked the girl yet." He said.
"You haven't?"
"No."
"Oh."
"Hermione, your the girl. I went to ask her for advice. Your the girl." He repeated. "Really?"
"Yes."
"Ron Weasley, I am very disappointed in you for not telling me sooner." I said. And I kissed him.
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Ron and Hermione One-Shots
FanfictionOne shots of Ronmione from Year 3 to adult life.