there has always been something. a lingering look, a feeling, an atmosphere. you and ron weasley have been friends since first year, and every now and then had little moments of holding hands in fear, or hugging eachother when you were both in a difficult time. you are staying at the burrow with ron, hermione, and harry, the rest of the weasleys away in egypt. you and hermione are sleeping in the living room and harry is rooming with ron in his room