I woke to the sound of Hermione's light snoring. She stayed in my bed again last night. I really didn't mind that, you know. She sleepily rolled over and placed her hand on my icy cheek. Her chocolate brown eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at me.
"Thanks for letting me stay," she yawned.
"Hey, you know I'll do anything for you," I cooed.
"That I do," she said snuggling up to me.
"You should get going before Ron wakes up," I whispered in her ear.
"Why can't we just stay here forever," Hermione whined.
"Herms, you know damn well that I want to," I said.
"Then why won't you just tell him?" she asked.
"Once we finish packing today, I promise you, I will tell him," I promised.
"You better," she said playfully slapping me while getting up.
She disappeared into Ginny's room here at the Burrow. We have been dating, or whatever this is called, ever since that night we danced in the tent. She rejected Ron when he asked her to make them official, as I did with Ginny. Ginny quickly moved back to Dean Thomas. Ron got over it, we think. Ever since that we've been sneaking around, trying not to get caught. But I can tell Hermione just wants to tell Ron already. It's killing both of us to keep it from him, but Hermione's taking it a lot worse than I am.
After breakfast I saw Ron and Hermione outside talking. But what it really looked like was Ron asking her to take him back. She just slowly backed up against a tree as he got closer. I began walking outside when he grabbed her arm.
"Get off me!" Hermione cried.
"Why? What's wrong with me!" Ron yelled.
"Just let me go!" she cried.
He yanked her forwards, causing her to cry out. I dashed to them and gently pulled her from his tight grip. I quickly embraced her and turned back to Ron. I lashed out at him in anger.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" I roared at him clenching my fists tightly.
"WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE!?" Ron hollered back getting in my face.
"WHY DO I CARE? WHY THE HELL DO YOU THINK I CARE!?" I shouted shoving him on the ground.
Hermione tugged on my plain black t-shirt.
"Let's go Harry," she pleaded.
I was going to reply, when I felt a fist clip me in my right bicep. I turned quickly to see Ron with clenched fists. I tackled him to the ground and slammed his head into the soil. He raised his fist again and punched me square in the jaw.
"HARRY, GET OFF HIM!" Hermione cried.
I brushed her off just in time to shove my fist into his freckled nose. We started to roll around on the ground and try to overpower each other. I stopped once I heard Hermione's soft sobs. I got off of Ron and dashed to her so I could comfort her. But she wouldn't have it.
"I'm so sorry, love," I begged.
"Harry, why didn't you stop when I asked?" she questioned.
"I just panicked!" I cried.
"Next time just listen to me, please. Geeez look at you," she laughed pulling me into a relieved hug.
I wrapped my arms around her tightly, inhaling her vanilla scent and forgetting about Ron standing there. I felt my shirt being tugged, so I turned from my Herms into a big pale fist. I came crashing down onto the hard, icy ground. Hermione dashed to me in a heart beat.
"Oh, Harry," she mumbled.
"Is he the reason you won't take me back?" Ron questioned.
"Y-yes he is," Hermione stammered.
"W-why didn't you tell me?" Ron asked.
"We wanted to Ron, well mainly Hermione. I was going to tell you today," I confessed sitting up, pulling Hermione closer.
Ron sat down beside us with a blank expression.
"How long?" Ron questioned.
"Nine months," I answered.
"YOU HAVEN'T TOLD ME FOR NINE FUCKING MONTHS!" Ron exclaimed scaring Hermione and causing me to pull her closer.
"Listen, for six of those months there was a war going on," I countered.
"But want about the other three, huh? Mister savior of the fucking world is speechless, huh? Or will you get your brainiac girlfriend to speak for you?" Ron snarled.
I jumped to get up and pulled Hermione with me. As I reached for my wand I felt Hermione's hand stop my hand.
"DON'T YOU EVER INSULT THE LOVE OF MY LIFE! YOU SEED OF THE DEVIL!" I roared. ( no offense to redheads! My best friend is a ginger )
"YOU STOLE HER! YOU ARE THE-BOY-WHO-WON'T-SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP!" Ron snarled before he apprated away.
Thanks just-to-be-alive for being my beta reader!