We should talk, - Ron nervously scratched a nape. - Yes, I know. - I ask, forgive me for all this. I arrived meanly, low. But … probably, I just was frightened then. I should have talked to you that year, but I did not decide, - the pause lasted long enough. Granger looked in a floor, nervously squeezing a hem of the cloak. – I was mistaken then. The kiss … did not follow us … - Yes, - Hermione quietly said. - Forgive for false hope. And for the fact that it was dry with you these several months. Houses were such problems. And Fred … I so miss him, Hermione. I never lost someone, so close, - tears gathered in the eyes of the guy. - And I was frightened that I will lose you too. Was frightened that if I talk to you, then I will destroy our friendship. Though, that kiss already destroyed it. I lived illusion that I will not talk to you yet, everything will be as before. It is silly, of course, - Ron very strongly was nervous. Each word was pledged to him with great difficulty. Eyes ran o