New year, new resolutions

This is my first piece of fan fiction, i've read a lot but this is my first attempt, i tend to ramble (as you can see right now) so review the fic honestly! And tell me how much saucier you want Ron and Hermione to get.

Oh yeh I don't own Harry potter or the characters, don't think my writing would get mixed up with JK's anyway but you know, here goes:) Read and review!

"What the hell...!" exclaimed a red haired boy as a a red haired cat jumped up on his lap, awaking him from a deep sleep.

"Oh calm down he's just trying to get comfy" sighed a young woman reading her book 73 uses for algae in magic. It was the same argument the two had been having for the past 3 years, except this time it was a little different.

"Why do u let that bloody cat wonder about like that Hermione , needs put down" he pushed the cat from his lap with a look of disgust.

She threw the book down, and her brows started to furrow "It's more like you need to be put down Ron Weasley! It is a harmless cat, never done anything to you"

Ron's eyes grew wider as the dark haired boy stirred from his comfortable sleep.

"What the hell is this then" Ron pulled up his sleeve showing huge scratch marks, freshly made with bloody slowly oozing out.

"You provoke him, he never does that to me or Harry, does he Harry" said Hermione, indicating the dark haired boy in the corner.

"Oh no don't bring me into this, I'm going to find another carriage, one that I can actually get some sleep away from you two bickering!" Hermione watched as he strode down the length of the hall of the train, then closed over the carriage door and pulled down the blind.

"Finally, god I thought he'd never leave" The tall, red haired boy said as he took the girl into his arms.

"Think that was our record 5 minutes, we're getting good aren't we" she stared into the boys hazel eyes as he lowered his head, lightly touching her forehead.

Hermione left his arms and sat down with a playful grin on her face, "So what shall we do now?"

"Well..." Ron started as he looked around in his pocket, "Perhaps a game of cards would be good"

She pouted and crossed her legs, showing a little more thigh than necessary "Nope"

"Well we could play chess..." he scratched his head "but your rubbish so I ..."

A scowl came over the girls face, " I am not, I just don't like the game it's stupid and violent! And..." Her outburst trailed off by the lips of the boy firmly over her mouth. His tongue sliding gently over her soft lips to her own. She raised her hands to his head, running her fingers through his already tousled hair, pushing him closer to her. His hands were starting to roam over her hips, moving slowly backwards until they were rudely interrupted by a quick, and painful slap.

"Not till later on" she said, slowly running her tongue over her lips. God she wanted him, but leaving him waiting like this, seeing how much he wanted her, was turning her on.

"Aw come on...just a bit longer" he pleaded with her, he wanted to touch every inch of her body, pleasure her in ways she'd never dreamed of.

Hermione inched closer to him again, placing her hands on his chest and slowly rising over his shoulders, she started rubbing her thigh against his crotch. She slowly lent in towards him, dodging his lips expertly and whispered, "not till tonight" then pushed him away.

Ron looked like he was about to cry, "you know...I thought you tortured me before we got together but this is just..." he started to wave his hands manically "this would just drive a man insane".

"Hopefully you wont be in a straight jacket till after tonight, you'll want what I have instore for you" a smug grin ran over lips "and since you've been such a good boy I'll give you a clue, it involves you, me and the room of requirement"

Ron's trousers were starting to bulge with the sheer excitement. Hermione started to laugh, "you'd better get rid of that we'll need to go make up with Harry" she eyed it up, "but very nice though".

She started to leave the carriage laughing to go find Harry, while Ron quietly muttered to himself "right you can do this mate, just think of things that aren't sexy...chairs yeh they aren't sexy" Images of what Hermione might be plotting kept entering his head though "shit right you've really got to lose this, think about mcgonagle in a tartan nightie...god that's enough to put anyone off"

It was leaving as he heard footsteps coming up the hall, he quickly grabbed Hermiones book and placed it over the offending area as Harry and Hermione entered the room.

"You two finished then" Harry said with a scowl.

Ron opened the book at "Algae as a face cream, zit today zip tomorrow", how interesting, why the hell did Hermione read this crap. He looked up at the girl as he felt the soft brush of a stocking running up his trouser leg.

Harry looked over at the now bulging eyes of Ron, "what's up mate? You look like you've swallowed a toad, and why are you reading about Algae?"

Ron snapped out of his stupor and turned to Harry, "well u know i got a bit of a break out, looking at the herbal remedies you know"

Harry raised an eyebrow as Hermione stiffled a giggle turning to look out the window, viewing the lush countryside on their way to Hogwarts.

Another year, which was already proving to be as adventurous as the previous 5 years they'd attended the school of witchcraft and wizardry, they all knew this year was different, and tougher than usual, the death of Harry's godfather was a real blow and he had still not recovered to anywhere near himself, that was the main reason the two did not tell anyone, he had enough to deal with already.

The three sat in silence, apparently thinking...or falling asleep behind books. Then they all turned to the door as they heard a light knock, followed by the door clicking open.

"Hi, is it ok to sit in here?", a tall girl with long curly blonde hair looked round the door.

Hermione was the first one to answer, inviting her to sit down with them.

"My name's Flossie by the way, well Florence but no one calls me that, don't be the first" she let out a sweet giggle which made the two boys grin.

"OK then Flossie it is" Ron held out his hand to shake hers, "I'm Ron Weasley, this is Harry Potter, and that's Hermione Granger", indicating his friends.

"So..." Hermione started, not liking the extension of Ron's jaw caused by the appearance of this girl "where are you from, I don't recognise your accent"

A smile appeared across the girls face, "well actually I'm from Scotland originally but I've been studying at beuxbatons for the last 2 years, and I was at Salem in North America for my first 3 years of school, so I seem to have a jumbled accent now, speaking in French makes you do the accent, tu vois ce que je veus dire?" she finished letting out that sweet little giggle again.

Hermione was now gritting her teeth, there was something she didn't like about this girl, apart from her being able to capture the attention of Ron. There was something not quite right..."So do you know anyone at the school" she asked with a beaming smile.

The blonde nodded "yes actually my cousin goes here, I was told he's in the same year as me, I don't know if you know him, Draco Malfoy?"

Hermione's insincere smile slowly turned into an enjoyable smirk, "that is interesting..."