So, like 99.9% of the population, I've been revisiting the Harry Potter series in the build up to the release of the Deathly Hallows Part 2, and in anticipation of the kiss we've all been waiting for my mind's been in overdrive, thinking up all these imaginary moments Ron and Hermione have had the chance to have, so I've put some of them in black and white, to share them with everyone else that can't wait.
Keep in mind that these are all quite out-of-character and should really belong only in my little Harry Potter universe but, meh, I don't mind sharing the love :)
Peace and love, Emma.
Mind the staircases, they like to change.
"See you in the common room, Harry" Hermione said smirking at Ron who returned the expression, leaving the Room of Requirement together they couldn't help but giggle at what they knew was coming. "So, do you think it's really going to happen then? Him and Cho?" asked Ron, "Who knows, with all the Christmas excitement…" Hermione replied, as the two of them rounded a corner at the top of the staircase they realised they weren't sure where they were, "Ugh, you'd think after five years we'd have a grasp on these staircases" she sighed, turning in time to see the stone staircase glide impossibly away. "Come on, we might as well have a look around before it comes back," Ron suggested, "I don't think we'll come across any three-headed dogs this year" he joked, prompting a laugh from Hermione, "you know, I don't think I've been here before," she said, looking around "on second thought, maybe that's a good thing…" she mused as they came to a row of high, crumbling, glassless windows overlooking the forbidden forest.
Snow had settled along the floor and windowpanes where Ron settled himself, "It's not that bad, sort of a relief not to find something dangerous, wouldn't you say?" he laughed, "I suppose, cold though" Hermione noted, perching next to him. Chivalrously, and without thinking, Ron took off his robe and wrapped it around her shoulders, "thanks, Ron" Hermione smiled, almost blushing, "oh, um, it's nothing" he coughed, hiding a blushing face himself. "So, what are you doing for Christmas?" he asked, desperate to change the subject, "Oh, nothing, just home, you?" she replied; looking over the forest, where unbeknownst to them the Thestrals glided gracefully through the night sky. "Well, Mum was saying something about Grimmauld Place, being with Sirius and Harry and stuff… Maybe, if you want, you could come? Though you don't have to…" Ron replied, hurriedly blurting out the last few words.
After a moment, Ron instantly regretted asking, how stupid could he be, of course she wanted to be with her family, not his…or him. He looked away cursing himself when- "I'd, I'd love to", it was almost like a whisper but Ron heard, turning to meet her gaze, the both of them smiling affectionately. Something rustled above them, disturbing the peace, looking up toward its source Ron half expected bats and was almost ready to run, for he liked bats as much as spiders. But no bats. A small bushel of mistletoe had spontaneously formed above their heads, and before he could even blush, Hermione's slender fingers entwined his and her smiling lips were against his own and so quickly that he was almost unsure if it even happened they were kissing. A small gesture, heavy with intent and beauty.
"Merry Christmas, Ron" she said, hugging his still-stunned form, "yeah, Christmas 'Mione" he somehow managed. The staircase had arrived with a grind and bump, "Come on then, best get back to the common room or we'll be here all night" Hermione prompted, though didn't sound too upset at the prospect of spending more time in the frosty hallway.