It's Life - Love with Consequences

I own nothing but the story. _______________________________________________________________________________Hermione was seated on her bed, Ron was close and blushing. They were kissing long and passionately - it was as if their tongues were melting into each other, but his lips stopped moving suddenly, and he stood, casually walking out of the room.
Hermione sat dumbfounded; her lips still warm and trembling from the contact.
His back, slowly fading down the corridor, was so incomprehensible that her mind refused to accept it, and she could do nothing but sit in silence. He had just left her. "Why?" she thought and began to cry. She had thought that this was the moment she was waiting for, for such a long time - and now she sat there, not knowing if Ron was just playing with her or if he had feelings for her, too. She wondered why he left her without saying a word. Tears were running down her face and she closed her eyes, hoping he would be sitting next to her when she opened them again. Opening them, she turned her head slowly to see what she expected - he was gone.
She frowned in frustration. 'Then why does he seem nervous when I'm around? There has to be a reason. When I hug him he turns red at once, yet he is so distant with me... It's so confusing.' She wiped away a tear. 'But what if he's just shy and scared of being honest with me? Yes, it has to be like this - there's no other explanation for his behavior.' Hermione thought, hoping it would be love that made Ron act so strangely.
She tried to imagine Ron's face again, but it was as before...
Hermione fidgeted a little in her sleep, and then found herself sitting up in bed. She shook her head in a mixture of confusion and grogginess. 'Was this only a dream?' she wondered. She looked around the dark room and the wrinkled covers beneath her and realized that it was in fact a dream.
Hermione frowned. She knew she could not go on like this. She knew what she had to do. As soon as Ginny woke up, she had to tell her about her plan, which was: Talk to Ron.

Ron sat up late that night; his thoughts occupied with Hermine and his potential relationship with her.
Many of the students at Hogwarts recognized her for her intelligence, but thought her beauty was lacking. Perhaps she wasn't the most glamorous girl to ever hold a wand, but Ron was able to see past her average veneer to her kind heart and unrelenting will power.
Ron sighed, shifting underneath the covers. He enjoyed all the time they had spent together; the good and the bad. He loved joking around with her, like when they were talking about Snape and Umbridge. He loved her bright smile, and the adorable way her cheeks reddened when a friendly joke had been told at her expense. Ron also appreciated the times when they weren't joking around; when she needed his shoulder to cry on, or when she only had a bad day. He remembered that time in their second year when Hermione was petrified in the hospital wing. He nearly cried when he saw her condition, and it was then he knew that his love for her extended beyond the bounds of friendship.
He knew Hermione was the one he wanted to kiss, to hold and to spend the rest of his life with. He didn't care about what the others would say - he only wanted to be with her.
He grinned at the thought. He would have a nice well-paying job; maybe at the Ministry and he may even work with Harry. They would live their lives the way he was dreaming of.
Maybe she imagined it the same way.
Ron sat up in his bed. Perhaps he should try to impress Hermione. Maybe he should write her a love letter? No, he didn't know what to write.
'I could write her a song,' he thought. He dropped this option right away because he was scared Hermione would laugh at him.
He let the thought roll around in his head for a while, and finally decided to give it a try anyway. He tried to come up with suitable lyrics, but he couldn't even come up with a proper tune. Nothing seemed powerful enough to express his feelings for her.
He'd carry her to the end of the world and fulfill her every wish, but first she had to let him!
She turned his life around since they first met on the Hogwarts Express, even if he didn't notice it until their second year.
Everything he did was only for her.
'Blimey,' he thought, 'if only she knew what I feel for her!'
"If only she knew that she put me under her spell a long time ago," Ron said out loud this time. He even said it loud enough to make Harry wake up to see the hopeful twinkle in his eyes.