This is the Sequel to my popular Harry Potter: The Musical. If you haven't read that one yet, go find it on my profile and read it. The sequel isn't going to be a bunch of random songs that I like. It's going to be a selection of songs from the Plain White T's album Every Second Counts. I'm saying this now so I don't constantly have to post a disclaaimer.
I OWN NOTHING IN HERE EXCEPT THE PLOT
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Ron was sitting on his bed chowing down on his Chocolate Cauldrons. Well, technically they were Harry's, but Harry can't miss what Harry never had.
On the outside, he was a perfectly happy male specimen.
On the inside was a
battle.
"Should I tell her? What about
at dinner? no...she hates it when people interrupt her dinner. What
about a picnic? Nah, she hates picnics. oh damn"
You see, Ron Weasley wanted to ask Hermione Granger to marry him.
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Hermione sat on her bed in the room opposite Ron's. Head Boy and Head Girl. She could tell that something was up with her boyfriend. He hadn't been himself since the case of the Singing Draught. There had ben something in him then. Something romantic about him. Now he spent his days secluded in his room, scribbling things and hiding them when she entered.
She sighed, and decided to try again.
She left her bedroom and entered the Head's Common Room, site of many fun late-night parties, Gryffindor only of course.
She went up the stairs leading to Ron's room, being careful to take only every second step, so as to avoid the jinx Ron had placed.
She arrived at his door. Listening closely, she heard a voice.
"Why don't I just ask her? No, she'll just say no. Might as well just ask neville to mess up another singing draught since that's all i'm good at is singing."
She slammed the door opened and barged in.
"Ron Weasley how dare you say that's all I like about you?"
"'Cause it's true 'Mione"
She went up to him and cleared his bed of all the papers.
"Really? then explain this."
She got closer, and presed her lips to his gently, but hard enough to get the message across.
"Oh.." was all Ron could muster.
"Does that prove something?"
Ron nodded vigorously.
"Hermione--"
"What?"
"I
know a place that we can go to Let me
take you there I know a place that
we've forgotten Let me take you there I know a place
we'll be together Let me take you there We
can get away to a better place if you let me take you there
A place where no one knows you
They
won't know who we are
I know a place that we can run to
And do
those things we want to
They won't know who we are
I wanna take you there
A place we won't get caught in
They won't know
who we are (they won't know, won't know)
I know a place where we
can hide out
And turn our hearts inside out
They won't know who
we are
I wanna take you there
Let
me take you there
Take you there
Take you
there
Ooohhh
Ooohhh
Ooohhh
Ooohhh
And stay this young forever
They won't know
who we are
I wanna take you there
Let
me take you there
Take you there
Take you there
Ooohhh
We can
go there now cause every second counts
Girl just let me take you
there
Take you there
Ron blushed deeply.
"Ron, that was--"
"Terrible, I know."
"No, that was beautiful."
Ron looked up at her. She had tears in her eyes. He gave her his lop-sided grin, and she flung herself into his arms.
"Thanks Neville," he whispered.
"What?"
"Nothing, love."
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Awww...how
cute. I'm like the biggest R/Hr shipper ever. Anyway...R/R and I
might post chapter 2
