Chapter One

Hermione walked quickly and quietly down the long dark corridor. It was well after midnight and hours past curfew. The moon was shinning through the large Hogwarts windows; Hermione's dark wavy brown hair caught the moon light giving it a simmering glow in the darkness as it blew behind her. Her long skinny legs were taking quick strides, trying to avoid getting caught.

The things I do for Ron, She thought to herself, going out past curfew all so we can have time alone, scolding herself.

Although she had to admit to herself that she was excited to see him. Even though she was breaking the rules she was glad to be able to talk to him without Ginny, Harry and the twins being there. She needed to talk to him about something important, something she had been avoiding. The relationship talk.

She loved Ron truly she did but she didn't know if she was head over heals for him. Things had been so tense between them lately, always bickering and slamming doors. Then Ron's way of making up for it would be to tell her sorry and snog her until she forgot about it. But she would always remember later. It was starting to get on her nerves and she didn't know if she could go on like this. Sure they had fun times but he wasn't who she wanted to marry, and she needed to tell him what she felt soon before it became worse.

Hermione had sent Ron the note to meet her in the Astronomy tower to 'star gaze.' But really she just wanted to talk to him; maybe he could help her make a few things clearer. He sent her back a note saying that he couldn't wait to see her, which was very un-Ron like. But it made her smile and hope just a little that they could work things out. She really wanted Ron in her life, it didn't have to be in a husband way, but she did defiantly need him as a friend.

She finally reached the door to the tower as she paused and exhaled slowly calming herself. She finally got up the courage and opened the door.

She headed up the stairs in her slippers. She should have changed out of her t- shirt and shorts that she wore to bed, but she woke up later than she thought she would. What I look like now will have to do.

As she reached the top of the stair case she came to a halt, spotting Ron sitting on the bench next to the wall in the circled room. He must have heard her coming as she reached the top of the stairs, his head snapped toward where she stood.

She smiled at his outline figure as she stood in the moon light in her pajamas. She couldn't see his face but she new it was him; she could see the famous red Weasely hair.

But something was different about him; usually he would already be kissing her by now with his wet sloppy kisses. But he waited like a gentleman, adoring her in the moonlight.

"You look beautiful," He whispered as he stood up from the bench he was sitting on.

Hermione blushed as she gave him a wide smile,

"Aren't you going to kiss me?" She asked teasingly, more boldly than she usually dared. She liked this conservative, considerate Ron; it was nice asking instead of telling him to stop.

He stepped toward her as she did the same, walking toward him into the darkness away from the window.

She stopped when they were face to face still not able to see his face in the darkness, only hearing his steady breathing.

His hand came up slowly, tucking Hermione's hair behind her ear. His other hand found his way to her lower back pulling her closer.

Hermione's breathe grew ragged and quick. He had never held her like this before and she was enjoying every moment of it. She could feel him smile in the darkness, it made her heart melt.

"Only if you ask," He whispered teasingly close to her lips as his grinned widened.

Hermione smiled with him as she surprised him with taking a step closer pressing her body to his.

"Kiss me?" She asked innocently.

He didn't need another word as he slowly leaned in toward her closing the small gap that was between them.

His lips met Hermione's softly molding together. Hermione's whole body felt like it was on fire; Ron had never kissed like this before. It wasn't the usual sloppy un- planned kiss. This was very gentle loving, the kiss that she always wanted to have. She kissed him back trying to keep his lips from leaving hers.

His hand slid into Hermione's hair, playing with it as they kissed softly and gently.

He finally pulled away as Hermione's face gave a pout. She didn't want him to stop.

"Kiss me again?" She asked with a sweet smile.

Ron laughed as his lips met with her's, this time more a little more boldly.

Hermione put her arms around his broad shoulders bringing him closer to her as they kissed. She had never wanted Ron like this before, it brought her alive and gave her a sense of what they had been missing between the two.

His hands slowly traveled up and down her thighs, Hermione couldn't help but smile in the kiss as he did so. She loved the feeling of being swept of her feet forgetting about everything.

Ron slowly backed her up against the wall careful not break the kiss, Hermione allowed him and walked backward with him until she felt the cold wall touch her back.

She was kissing him with more unrest now; she was losing her breath as she had to break away, keeping her eyes closed.

"I love you," She said before she could stop it from coming out, she had never said those words to anyone before.

"And God forgive me I love you too Hermione," He whispered close to her ear.

"What do you mean God forgive you?" Hermione said finally opening her eyes.

They were both in the moon light now. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the light; there was something wrong in his tone. Her eyes came into focus and grew wide, there was only one problem with what she was seeing, it wasn't Ron.

"Fred?" She screamed in surprise.