A.N – This is a alphabetical story of Hermione and Ron, just picking a random drabble about these two.
A is for Apples.
Hermione was sitting underneath the apple tree in Ron's garden, studying hard. Her N.E. were coming up soon, and Defence against the Dark arts was her weak point. Distractions were not on the schedule right now.
Suddenly, Ron pounced on her playfully, from behind the tree. He had been watching her study, and he was fascinated at how hard she could work.
"Ron! I'm trying to study. Please go away before I hex you." Hermione giggled as she fought with a tickling Ron. They were rolling about the grass screaming and fighting playfully. Hermione's books were all over the place, mud getting on her work.
They stopped slowly, until they were both lying on the grass snuggling. Hermione reached up and planted a kiss on Ron's freckled nose. Ron yelped in pain and Hermione sat up, confused.
"Whats up?" she asked.
"Apple- fell from a tree," Ron groaned again. Hermione laughed and lay back down on the grass beside Ron, rubbing his deteriorating painful head.