Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own Harry Potter, otherwise this sad excuse of a story would never have been written.
Warning: Slash, if you do not like: do not read.
4th book, just a little scene that could have been in there.
Harry sat in a corner of the library surrounded by books. He could be seen rifling through the pages in a frustrated manner. A pile of books fell to the floor behind, but he didn't even glimpse up. He was too absorbed in what he was looking for.
The second task was the next day and he had yet to find a solution. He tensed as he felt a hand on his shoulder, which was soon followed by a peck on the check. He looked up into a pair of beautiful blue eyes and felt himself relax.
"Harry, have you asked Hermione yet?" Harry looked down at his books, avoiding the question. "Harry..." Ron persisted he would not give this up easily.
"You know I can't ask for help, I have to do this alone."
"You need help Harry!" Ron became annoyed with Harry's nonchalant attitude. He is so bloody thick Ron thought.
"No, I'll find a way," was Harry's response.
"When? When the task is over and you've drowned yourself with your stubbornness?" Ron was yelling now, but this did not faze Harry.
Ron picked up half the books that surrounded Harry. "What do you think you're doing?! I need those!" Harry cried.
"You're coming with me, we are going back to the Common Room; you, Hermione and I will look at these together." Harry looked at Ron and knew there was no arguing with him.
They walked back to the Common Room in silence. Once in the room, they put the books down and Ron grabbed Harry up in a hug. "Harry, I know you think you need to do this on your own, but please remember me. Do you have any idea what would happen to me, if anything happened to you? Please let Hermione help us, for me."
Harry's face was covered in turmoil, but that did not stop him from pulling Ron to him and kissing him. The two stay locked in that position until they had to come up for air. Hermione walked in on the boys' intimate moment and thought to herself, about time. She walked right back out of the room to let them have that moment for themselves. She knew that with tomorrow coming they would definitely need it.
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