The Spell That Binds

Dicretion: All Characters belong to J.K Rowling :P

The world of magic consists of hundreds, even thousands of spells.

However,

each spell wears off in time, unless of course it is a killing curse.

But

there is always love, the one spell that binds, and never leaves.

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The golden trio as well as Ginny sat in the common room as the fire roared on the other side of the room. In front of the fire sat Lavender, Parvati, and the other Gryffindor girls, completely engrossed in a game of truth and dare.

Hermione sighed annoyed and set down her quill as Ron's roar like snores filled the room. She stood up and walked over to him, staring at him momentarily as he slept. 'He's so handsome when he's sleeping...' Slowly, she unknowingly allowed her hand to reach out and stroke Ron's disheveled red hair but stopped abruptly before she actually touched him.

'No Hermione! He's your friend! Your best friend at that other than Harry! You mustn't think like that!'

Hermione sighed again only this time her voice hinting despair. She then reached out with both her hands and shook Ron.

"Ron! Wake up you git!" she yelled. He moaned and slowly opened his eyes. In the background, Harry chuckled lightly. He knew what was coming next, for tonight wasn't the least bit different then any other day in their life.

"What the bloody hell did you do that for 'Mione?" he yelled back at her angrily.

Hermione stared at him longingly. I love it when he calls me Mione...' 'No! Remember, he's your friend!'

"'Mione? You feeling sick or something?" Hermione shook out of the trance.

"No, I'm feeling just fine thank you!" She spoke grumpily.

"Then why the bloody hell did you wake me up?" Hermione's face began turning red.

"Language Ron! We're not the only ones in here!"

"I'll bloody speak however the bloody hell I bloody want.." Ron snickered. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"If you forgot Ronald we have a three foot long essay to hand into McGonagoll on transfiguration!" Ron grunted as Hermione continued.

"You're in sixth year for Merlin's sake! I figured by now that you would have learned not to keep things last minute sometimes!"

Ron stood up from the couch prepared to match Hermione's fury.

"And what would it matter to you if I failed!" Hermione paused for a moment, struggling for words to retaliate with.

"I-I don't... it's just I-uh..." Ron laughed at this as Hermione's face drew on a look of confusion.

Hermione glared at Ron furiously before the words once came back to her.

"Fine then! Let your grades be a failure just like everything else in your life!" She was now fuming, losing her words in mind with every second that passed. Ron glared as her as she did to him only a moment ago. He was fuming with anger equally to Hermione's, for the last comment she let slip off her tongue. That was the one that hurt.

"YOU KNOW WHAT HERMIONE? WHY DON'T YOU GO SNOG A BOOK SINCE NO ONE ELSE WILL DARE SNOG YOU!"

Hermione stepped back, tears brimming in her eyes as everyone in the common room was now staring at the two of them, eager for the next reaction. Even Harry and Ginny sat to the side, slightly leaning in.

"He blew it," Harry murmured to Ginny.

"RONALD WEASLEY, YOU ARE SUCH A-" Ginny jumped up as Hermione's screams echoed throughout Gryffindor.

"Ooo Hermione! I've got one! Prat! No, no, wait- GIT! Or you can of course just go with jacka-"

"STAY OUT OF IT GINNY!" The two fighting teens screamed at her. Ginny then cowered behind Harry fearing to become a part of the argument.

Hermione walked over to her desk and picked up her book. She stared at it for only a few seconds knowing that it would shut him up. It was fairly decently sized, about 800 pages or so with a thick cover. She grasped it tightly in her hands and turned around. Ron's eyes grew as the book nailed him square in the face.

"Bloody hell Hermione! What was that fo-" He was cut off as another book nailed him in the face. Soon enough he was being mauled by books as Hermione moved her wand from the bookcase back to Ron.

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Lavender grunted and stood up, taking out her wand. She was aiming at Hermione. "STUPEFY!" A blast of red light was sent towards Hermione. Hermione froze immediately and the books dropped to the floor.

"As much as I love to see you two fight (which creates a lovely amount of gossip!), you two are simply RUINING our game! The girls sitting down by the fire nodded in unison at the comment.

"So why not come over and join us! It's fun and it'll probably shut both of you up!" Parvati mentioned grinning wildly.

Hermione unfroze and stumbled a bit, then turned to Ron. Her face wore a look of nervousness as did Ron's. Ron's face slowly turned back to the normal color and he merely shrugged. Hermione turned back to Lavender.

"So?" Lavender questioned.

Hermione's face morphed slowly behind her dark brown curls into a face that showed she was going to regret the decision she was about to make.

"We'll play," She spoke, just loud enough for Lavender to hear, and with that, Ron and Hermione joined the Gryffindor girls by the fire.

A/N: So sorry for having such a short chapter. I feel so disapointed with myself :( Tell me if i need to change anything because this is the first fanfic I've ever written!