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"And what do you suppose I do?"
"Well she cant spend the night here; you know perfectly well that no girls are allowed to be here we'll were away on business."
"But that rule was set years ago." Mrs. Weasley sighed. She wanted to be a fare mother to her son and she trusted Hermione ; After all he had a point Ron was growing older now. But rules were meant to be kept.
"Rules are rules Ron. Now we'll only be gone for a week so you couldn't possibly be lonely by yourself for that short a period after all" Mrs. Weasley paused remembering the old days "I was alone for two years before I met your father."
"Women are always right son."
"But you have to agree with mom; she's you're wife."
"And she'll have my neck if I don't. Now then make sure Hermione's home and in bed before we leave and no magic well were gone."
"Hermione!", Ron called. He was worried sick she had listened to his conversation with his parents.
Entering the room Ron found Hermione worse then he could have ever pictured his girlfriend. She was curled under the blankets crying her red swollen eyes out; with snout dripping out of her nose as she violently shock under the covers.
"listen here, my parents don't always know whats best and when they don't that's when I step in and become boss." Ron said his voice barely a whisper as he curled up face to face with his girlfriend and gently stroked her back in a soothing manner.
"when school break ends you can always come to me and Harry , we'll both be there for you" he went on in the gentlest of tones as he succeeded in comforting Hermione so far. "And I promise to you that if Malfoy ever ever does anything as make eye contact with you again, Me and Harry will turn him into a grasshopper to feed to your cat.
"I don't think cats like grasshoppers." Hermione manged to say through her laughter. After all the sight of Ronald and Harry turning Malfoy into a something as small and helpless as grasshopper no matter what state she was in could always make her laugh.
"then I suppose something more suitable like a pin to wear on your shirt would be better." Ron joked
"How about a worm with no eyes!"
"now you're just getting as silly as me Hermione."
"whats wrong with that." Hermione said with the voice of innocent six year old as she let out the silentest blush. Which led Ron to thinking about silly questions like: Does she really love me? Should I kiss her? What is she thinking about right now? but Ron soon snapped out of this daze, in a matter of seconds and let his mouth do the talking.
"Wow the girl can talk its a miracle on 34th street." Ron mocked in a high pitched girls voice that made Hermione laugh.
"you know you can walk the walk but-" Hermione paused standing up as if she was about to leave the room. Causally she walked over towards the door and then suddenly after turning around in slow motion she ran up to Ron and tackled him to the ground before he could understand what had just happened."as I was saying you'll never do talk." Hermione breathed as she clutched onto the body of her friend that lay spreed on the ground.
Teasingly she made room for Ron to sit beside her but as soon as he had manged to spreed his feet out in a comfortable position Hermione tackled him again. With a look of defeat Ron let out a loud deep moan. And within a second his parents where at the door with a look of disgust on their faces. Their only son was laying on the bed with his girlfriend on top of him. Not the best picture for anyone's parents to walk into.
"Ron." Mrs Weasley Inquired sweetness taking hold of her tone as Ron manged to control his panic. "Why don't you come in the hallway for a minute and we can have polite conversation." Ron reluctantly got up knowing the danger he had gotten himself into and mouthed the words "help" to Hermione as he followed his parents out of the room.
Ron returned showing no emotion and at first Hermione wanted to break down what on earth could his parents have said. But before Hermione could question Ron a smile ran over his lips and she new that their was a time for questions and time to let every unknown piece of knowledge slide past you.
Ron made his way over to Hermione and they continued there conversation as if it was never Interrupted.
"so why can I never do the talk" Ron remarked remembering the conversation before their interruption.
"because if you do I'll have to throw a pillow at you."
"I smell a pillow fight!" said Ron as he garbed a pillow and jumped onto the bed trying to control his inner joy but be a kid for a day in his life. "I am Darth Vader and you my friend, have said you're last words" Ron playfully remarked in his best Darth Vader voice. Hermione responded elementally by throwing a soft pillow towards his face, Which he dogged and a pillow fight was shared between two fresh imaginative kids named Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.