He offered to pay. She said no. She knew he didn't have the money. She had much more money than him. Anyway, this wasn't a date right? He was making it seem too much like a date. He was putting too much pressure into this. They were friends, this was natural, wasn't it? For the two of them to have come to the cinema to sit in a dark room and watch a romantic film, and not invite anyone, this was fine wasn't it?
It felt wrong.
It felt wrong for him to be offering to pay for her, and it felt wrong for her to graciously pay for herself. It felt wrong for the other part of the golden trio, the lovely Harry, not to be here. And to not have been invited.
They sat down, and seven years of friendship seemed to fly out the window. Suddenly the only talk they could think of to say was small talk, suddenly she was laughing at jokes she would have scolded him for saying earlier in the day, and he was trying far too hard to make her laugh, as if it was the most important thing in the world…it was so different, wrong, wrong…
And then the film started and he moved awkwardly to put an arm around her. She felt suffocated, and stiff against him. She didn't know whether to snuggle closer or what to do? It felt so wrong, she didn't want to add to this wrongness…
And she wasn't paying attention to any little bit of the film. His hand played with hers and suddenly they were holding hands and both their hands were slippery with sweat and sweaty with wrongness. Her shoulder felt like an ironing board still against his arm that hung on her like wrong dead weight…
And the way he looked at her with those blue eyes that seemed darker in the light flashing from the film. Surely he should be watching the film or else he wouldn't have the foggiest what was going on! What was he even looking at anyway? And the way that he kept looking at her lips….making her feel awkward…scared…intrigued….wrong…
But then when Ron finally leaned in to kiss Hermione, after seven years of waiting, Hermione had to admit it did feel just a teeny bit right…
Now I've been out with lads and stuff before, but this story has been inspired by my first official "date"...he's an old fashioned bloke, bless him! lol!