A/N: SORRY! I had to re-post because for some reason it was all underlined I have to do this for a couple chapters.

It was summer and Ron couldn't wait for his two best friends to join him at the Burrow. He still had one week to go much to his disliking. He hated it when Harry was subjected to spending his summers with the muggle gits he was forced to call family. They were always rude and hateful and Harry didn't deserve that not after what happened to Sirius and then Dumbledore, he needed to be with people who loved him no one should be alone when they are grieving especially when they blamed themselves. He wondered if Harry was okay but he knew his best mate was strong and could handle anything the world through at him especially since he had friends like, Hermione.

"Hermione." Ron said softly as he laid on his bed thinking about their last few years at Hogwarts. They were going to go back one more time and finish off their schooling and probably end up fighting… Voldemort. Ron even shuddered just thinking the name. He then took a deep breath. "…Voldemort." he whispered. He had been working at saying the name out loud. He didn't want to be the only one of his friends who wasn't able to say it. Harry had said it since he found out who it was and what he had done. And Hermione had said it since second year. Ron could almost hear her saying, "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Ron smiled at the thought of her. He had been thinking about Hermione a lot lately, and by lately he means the last 3 years.

Ron couldn't seem to get his beautiful, brilliant, bushy haired, know-it-all friend out of his head. He hadn't told anyone his feeling towards Hermione not even Harry and he never planned on telling anyone, especially Hermione. Their friendship was far to important to him, though he may never have told her that, he would rather just be in love with her and still be her friend than be expelled from her life altogether. He wasn't only excited to get Harry out of the Dursley's he was absolutely chopping at the bit to see Hermione. At first he thought it was just a phase, he thought since they had gotten a bit older that it was just his hormones, but then he realized he's never felt the same way towards any other girl. Not even Lavender Brown who he had been seeing for quite a bit of time last year. Lavender however held nothing to Hermione. Ron new that if he couldn't get rid of these feeling his heart was going to break. He had always cared about Hermione ever since he almost got her killed by the Troll in first year. Then in second when the foul git Malfoy called her a 'mudblood' it was just instinct to make him pay for what he had said about her, even if it backfired. But the first real time he felt a simmer of a less than platonic friendship was when they entered the Hospital Wing and saw her lying on the bed…petrified. He could only think why her? She's done nothing wrong, We need her…I need her. Third year was filled with rows and anger but then fourth year. The year Ron really knew he loved her the year he felt his heart stop. When Hermione had said she already a date to the Yule Ball he believed her to be lying but when she walked into the Great Hall with non other than Viktor Krum, Ron thought his heart was going to shatter. He still hadn't admitted to himself that he liked Hermione let alone 'loved' her but as soon as he saw her and how beautiful she looked he knew but he also knew he had lost his chance.

"Ron?" came a voice and a knock at the door.

"Yeah?" he said sitting up. His little and only sister Ginny walked into the room.

"Mum wanted me to come tell you supper is ready." She said happily and sat on the edge of Ron's bed. Ginny was a Weasley through and through from her red hair to her brave and confident personality. Ron often times questioned why he didn't seem to be like his brothers and sister when it came to confidence and bravery. After all he was to afraid to tell the girl he loved that he loved her.

"Okay thanks, Gin." He said but he didn't move towards the door.

"Okay. What's bothering you?" she asked scooting farther up on the bed.

"Nothing." He lied.

"Sure sure. But really Ron. I know something's bothering you, just tell me." Ginny said matter-of-factly.

Ron didn't reply.

Ginny really did know Ron very well. They were the closest in age and they always seemed to get along well, until boys started noticing Ginny and she started to notice them. Ginny was even dating Harry now but this was alright cause Ron knew Harry cared for her. But Ginny did have a knack for being able to tell when Ron was upset.

"Is it because Hermione stopped writing?" She asked knowing the answer before he gave it.

"I don't know what I did!?" He said shaking his head and laying back down.

"I don't think it was something 'you' did." Ginny said. "She won't return my letters either. Maybe she's out of town." Ginny added trying to be comforting.

"I don't think so, plus she always writes even when she was in Bulgaria with…Krum." Ron replied unhappily.

"Yeah. Well, she hasn't written saying that she's not coming so I'm sure we'll see her next week." Ginny said with a small smile "And Harry will be here and that will make you feel better, won't it?"

"Yeah. Thanks Gin." I said with a slight smile.

"Anytime big brother. Now come on before Mum gets angry." Ginny said grabbing his hand and pulling him up from the bed.