~**-Thinking back-**~
Hermione smiled to herself as she looked out the window of her parents car.
She was going back to the burrow to visit her best friend, Ron, Harry would be coming also. . . he was also one of her good friends. . . but, things were different between Ron and her. . . she wasn't quite sure what it was. . . maybe it was the feeling she got around Ron everytime she saw him . . . was it love? No, she shook her head hard to rid of those thoughts. That was silly. . . imagine Ron and her a couple! that was too absurd to even think about. She sighed and rested her head against the window. It was a long drive to Ottery St. Catchpole, where Ron and his family lived.
His mum, Mrs.Weasley was kind of like her own mum. She cared for Hermione as if she was her eighth child, and thats alot of children to care for. Ron had six siblings, the oldest Bill, then Charlie, Percy, the twins Fred and George, and Ginny.
Ginny was the only child of the Weasleys that was female, she didn't seem to mind though, she got along great with her brothers, usually. Ginny was also Hermiones best friend, she has been ever since Hermiones third year when she went to visit the burrow during the summer, it was immediate friendship, one that would for sure always last. Ginny had alot of Ron's sense of humor, and she was also, very comforting, like Ron has been lately. Ron has matured alot lately.
It was normal for him to make inappropriate jokes at the wrong times, and use very rude, vulgar language often, but, when Hermione has needed someone there for her, to comfort her, or to assure her everything will be all right, it has always been Ron, not Ginny, not Harry . . . maybe thats why her friendship was special with Ron. . . he was different from Harry. . . not in a bad way, but. . . in a comforting way.
Hermiones thoughts changed to her last fight she had with him, which was the one right after the Yule ball last year. She cringed as she remembered the words she had said to him
*- ' Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you? 'Oh yeah? what's that?' he had asked, ' Next time there's a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!'*
oh, she wish she could take that all back. She had made it so obvious that she had, indeed, wanted to go with Ron. Ron didn't seem to get the point though. . . or at least she hoped he hadn't.
Maybe. . . maybe it wasn't to bad to admit that . . . she, well, maybe adored Ron a bit. It wasn't like it was anything new.
He had always had this certain 'spark' that had caught her eye, ever since she had met him and Harry on the Hogwarts express five years ago.
She sighed happily just then, her heart thumping in her chest, her cheeks flushed with excitement. She couldn't wait to go back to the burrow, whenever shes there, she feels as though she's right back at home.
Hermione smiled to herself as she looked out the window of her parents car.
She was going back to the burrow to visit her best friend, Ron, Harry would be coming also. . . he was also one of her good friends. . . but, things were different between Ron and her. . . she wasn't quite sure what it was. . . maybe it was the feeling she got around Ron everytime she saw him . . . was it love? No, she shook her head hard to rid of those thoughts. That was silly. . . imagine Ron and her a couple! that was too absurd to even think about. She sighed and rested her head against the window. It was a long drive to Ottery St. Catchpole, where Ron and his family lived.
His mum, Mrs.Weasley was kind of like her own mum. She cared for Hermione as if she was her eighth child, and thats alot of children to care for. Ron had six siblings, the oldest Bill, then Charlie, Percy, the twins Fred and George, and Ginny.
Ginny was the only child of the Weasleys that was female, she didn't seem to mind though, she got along great with her brothers, usually. Ginny was also Hermiones best friend, she has been ever since Hermiones third year when she went to visit the burrow during the summer, it was immediate friendship, one that would for sure always last. Ginny had alot of Ron's sense of humor, and she was also, very comforting, like Ron has been lately. Ron has matured alot lately.
It was normal for him to make inappropriate jokes at the wrong times, and use very rude, vulgar language often, but, when Hermione has needed someone there for her, to comfort her, or to assure her everything will be all right, it has always been Ron, not Ginny, not Harry . . . maybe thats why her friendship was special with Ron. . . he was different from Harry. . . not in a bad way, but. . . in a comforting way.
Hermiones thoughts changed to her last fight she had with him, which was the one right after the Yule ball last year. She cringed as she remembered the words she had said to him
*- ' Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you? 'Oh yeah? what's that?' he had asked, ' Next time there's a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!'*
oh, she wish she could take that all back. She had made it so obvious that she had, indeed, wanted to go with Ron. Ron didn't seem to get the point though. . . or at least she hoped he hadn't.
Maybe. . . maybe it wasn't to bad to admit that . . . she, well, maybe adored Ron a bit. It wasn't like it was anything new.
He had always had this certain 'spark' that had caught her eye, ever since she had met him and Harry on the Hogwarts express five years ago.
She sighed happily just then, her heart thumping in her chest, her cheeks flushed with excitement. She couldn't wait to go back to the burrow, whenever shes there, she feels as though she's right back at home.