This is a short Ron/Hermione Fic that I had the idea for. Please read and review so I know whether or not to continue with it.

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I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters or sets, J.K Rowling does.

Why Can't I Stop Myself?

Chapter 1

'Hermione, Hermione!' a distance voice was calling her, and she could feel her body being shook gently.

She woke up with a start, to find Ronald Weasley standing over her, his face clammy and tired. She felt that she was still in a dream looking into those deep blue eyes. Once she realised what she was doing she sat up nearly causing Ron to fall of the couch.

'Don't do that again' Hermione said rubbing her eyes ' You scared me'. She had a funny feeling as if there were butterflies in her stomach, and she couldn't figure out why.

'Well I thought that sleeping on a lumpy armchair wouldn't be so comfortable, a bed would be much better. And seeming that I can't take you to the girls dormitories I had to wake you' Ron looked away and Hermione could tell that his ears had gone a deep shade of red.

Hermione just looked at him "I'll never be able to understand him" she thought, "Just today didn't we have an argument and he woke me because he thought that I wouldn't be comfortable?"

She had been studying late that for the History of Magic exam tomorrow, it would be her last exam and then they would be free. She had obviously fallen asleep on one of the armchairs in the Gryffindor common room where she had been revising.

He was right, her back was now slightly sore from sleeping in a bad position. She was thankful that he had woken her up because she would of felt so bad tomorrow morning.

'What time is it?' She asked Ron as she started to pack away the pile of her books that were on the closest table.

'It's..' he looked at his watch 'It's Twelve o'clock' He started to help her pack up the books.

Hermione saw a piece of parchment; it was her notes for the exam tomorrow. She started to read through it for the hundredth time, but she was stopped.

'Hermione, there is such a thing as over studying' Ron told her his face solemn 'You need to rest for tomorrow, otherwise you'll fall asleep half way through that exam. And come on you know all of this stuff already'

'Ron you can never study enough' He sighed and continued to pack up the books.

Hermione looked up at Ron just as he looked at her and again their gazes locked. The feeling in Hermione's stomach was back again, but it was more pleasant than last time. She couldn't stop looking at those eyes, how come I never noticed them before? He had grown very handsome in the last few years, he now had high cheek bones, his eyes were now a deep blue, his hair was slightly longer, and he had a little bit of facial hair that made he look very sexy.

Hermione had always considered Ron as a friend, but there were sometimes when she found herself looking at him without even noticing. She felt the urge to look good when she was around him, and she was more careful about what she said to him these days. She didn't realise these things, plus the fact that he would flirt with her every now and again, and he was starting to comment about her looks. But she had been studying too hard that she hadn't the slightest idea that these things were happening.

She pulled her gaze away from his and she could feel her cheeks turn red. Hermione had always thought that he was kind of cute, but now her feelings were deepening and she didn't want to admit it. She also didn't want to do anything that might harm their relationship as friends.

She could feel his gaze still on her, she tried to get him out of her mind but it was no good. She stood up and tried to pick up her books, but they were too heavy and she couldn't get them higher then 10cm.

Ron smiled at her 'I can take them up for you' he said as he went to lift them up but she stopped him

'NO' she said a bit harshly 'It's okay. I wont need them until tomorrow' she immediately regretted it as she had gotten into the habit of waking up early in the morning and studying was the only way that she could get back to sleep.

He looked hurt. Thinking that she might do something that she'd regret, she ran up the stairs

'Night, Hermione' Ron said gloomily at the bottom of the stairs

'Night' she said harshly when she reached the landing.

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