Ok, this is my second attempt to write a R/Hr fic. This one is AU. No magic at all. Well, none expect for the magical love of Hermione/Ron.

This chapter is just a prologue to understand better what's going on. Someone might say that the theme is quite common, but I don't care.

Once again, I must warn you that I'm still learning English, so I know that my fic will have many mistakes. I hope you won't mind that much. Now if there is a beta out there that likes my story and wants to help me, I'll be more than happy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Ron is 25-years old and he plays football for Millwall. After 5 years, he is still the second goalkeeper of the team. He is always on the bench waiting for his chance. His biggest dream is to play someday for his favorite team, the Arsenal. He knows that the chances are quite slim, but he refuses to give up his dream.

He is not like Hermione. She is a lawyer. When she was younger, her biggest dream was to change the world. She always fought for animal rights. She thought that the best way to defeat the system was from the inside. Now, she's just another part of the system and she has no desire to change it.

Now, how could a lawyer and a football player end up as flatmates?

Flashback

5 years ago

Ron was heading home driving his new car. It was a Mini Cooper, Ron's dream car. Ron never had been fascinated by sports cars or SUVs. No, for Ron, a Mini Cooper was the best car in the world. Maybe his love for this car was because he was too tall, and driving it was like an adventure.

Last week, he signed his first professional contract with Millwall. His parents were always trying to make him resign from being a professional footballer and go and work with his brothers in the family business, but Ron was never interested in selling fireworks.

Even though his parents were always against his decision to continue playing football, they never stopped coming to his games. Until now, he was playing with the reserves, but now they promoted him to a second goalkeeper. With the money he got from signing the contract, Ron bought the car. He couldn't wait to show it to his family.

With an occupied mind, he didn't see that the traffic light was red.

Five hours later, Ronald Weasley opened his eyes. Βlinding lights went straight to his face and he had to close them again.

"Hello, Mr Weasley. Can you hear me?" a guy with white clothes, holding a small flashlight, asked. Ron realized that the guy was a doctor, and he wasn't in his own bed, but a hospital one.

Ron nodded his head. "Good. I'm Dr. Wilson. You were in a car accident. You remember that?" he asked and Ron nodded again.

"You have a concussion, but other than that you're fine," he said and Ron sighed in relief. The last thing he wanted was to jeopardize his career. "We are going to keep you here for the next 48 hours to run some tests and be completely sure you're fine, and then you'll be discharged," the doctor said and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, doctor," Ron said. "What happened to the people in the other car?"

"There was just a young woman in the other car. She has a broken rib, but she's fine. She's right in the next room if you want to see her. I'll come back in a few hours. I'm sure you want to see your family. They have been outside waiting for you to wake up. I'll bring them in," he said and he walked out of the room.

Ron couldn't believe it. He almost killed a woman because of his stupidity. He knew that he had to see her and make sure she was alright. He tried to get up from his bed, but he was very weak. Maybe later, he thought.

Soon his room was full of people. His parents, his twin brothers Fred and George, his sister Ginny with her boyfriend and his best friend, Harry, and Bill with his wife, Fleur.

After an hour of hugging and talking and mostly yelling from Molly, everybody left so he could get some rest, but Ron couldn't rest or sleep. His mind was on the next room. He gathered all his strength and he climbed out of the bed. He walked out of his room and he went outside to the room where his victim was staying.

He watched from outside and saw a beautiful brunette lying down on the bed reading a magazine. He decided to introduce himself. He was already prepared for insults, curses, and of course, a lawsuit.

He walked in and he saw the girl smiling at him. "Hello. My name is Ronald Weasley and I'm the idiot who crashed his car into yours," he said looking down embarrassed with himself.

"Hello, Ronald Weasley. My name is Hermione Granger. Nice to meet you," she said stretching her hand for Ron to shake.

Ron shook her hand, but he was confused. "Nice to meet you? Did you hear what I just said? I almost killed you," he said.

"That's not a reason for me to be impolite though," she said with a wide smile.

"Oh boy, you must be suffering from a concussion. The doctor only said a broken rib, but I think …"

"You are funny," she said with a little laugh. "It's okay. Yes, you are stupid and you almost killed me, but you didn't. I'm fine and that's all that matters," she added smiling.

Mental, he thought. He looked at her stomach and he saw the bandages. "Are you in pain?" he asked.

"A little. How about you?" she asked back.

Ron smiled. Despite her condition and the fact that she knew he was the cause of her physical pain, she was polite enough to ask him about his health. "I'm fine, just a minor concussion."

"Do you want to sit?" she asked him showing him a chair by her bed.

"Sure," he said.

Hermione smiled and so did Ron.

End flashback

They spent the night talking and joking. They both felt very comfortable with each other and they decided to stay friends. In the next two months, they spent a lot of their free time together and learned everything about each other. Ron learned about Hermione's dream to be a famous lawyer and Hermione learned about Ron's dream to play one day for the Arsenal.

Two months later, Ron decided to move from his parents' house and live on his own. Hermione told him how jealous she was of him, because she couldn't afford to leave her parents and live alone. It was then that Ron asked her if she wanted to move in together.

Hermione wasn't so sure at first. Of course, Ron was her friend, but he was a guy. What would her parents say? In the end, she decided that living with Ron wouldn't be such a bad idea. He already held a soft spot in her heart and that was unique. Hermione was a very lonely person and she never allowed others to get into her world.

So here we are. It is five years later, and Ron and Hermione are still living together. As best friends.