Disclaimer: Everything belongs to JK Rowling.
A/N: Like the summary said, its a series of drabbles, all based on a prompt starting with a different title. There not in chronilogical order, and most don't tie in with each other. The only one that I know for sure will, is N, which is a prequel to this chapter. Oh yes, Happy Valentines day!
Warnings: Just a bit of naughtiness in a few chapters. I don't think anyone will be offended,though, you never know.
Ron could not look at Hermione the same way. Everytime he looked at her, or even though of her, the image of her body, naked body, came into his mind. It's not like he never though he'd see her naked, oh he did, but he had expected that to happen on their wedding night. He couldn't even talk to her, not that she'd want to talk to him either. His voice came out all squeaky and nervous. And during breakfast all he could look at was her chest, imagining water running down her bare body. God, he needed a shower!
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