Witch... or not?
Pairing: Ron/Hermione
No warnings
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
A/N a fluffy oneshot for my great friend mothergaia, who is totally awesome and a little bit sad at the moment, so it's my attempt of trying to improve her mood a little.
"Oh no...." Hermione sunk on the bed, face hidden behind her palms. Her whole boy was shaking. Tears leaked under her palms to her blouse.
Ron merrily whistled a christmas tune, when he came into the master bedroom, not noticing Hermione, he started rummaging through the wardrobe "Now where did i put those pants...." He muttered uner his breath.
"The top drawer" his wife answered automatically, not realizing she had even said anything.
Ronald however looked around, startled. "'mione! What are you doing here i thou-" He stopped mid-sentence hearing Hermione's heartbreaking sobs.
He was silent for a while, thinking what had happened, and if he had been a part of that reason...
He took few uncertain steps towards Hermione. Ron had never liked dealing with crying women. It always made him feel a bit uneasy.
"Er.. Hermione? What happened?" He asked, once he had reached the bed. Hermione shook her head, sobbing even harder.
Ron sighed and run his hand through his hair. He kneeled in front of his wife and gently pulled her hands away from her face. And held them in his biggers hands, running his thumb soothingly on the back of her hand.
Hermione's face was red, and wet and slightly blotchy, but in the mind of Ronald Weasley, she was gorgeus, and so, so... sad. He had the urge to hug her and hold her so close, that she should never cry again. He gave in to the urge and hugged Hermione tight, and slihgtly rocked with her, whispering some calming nonsense in her ear.
After a while, Hermione's sobs stopped.
Ron pulled Hermione ever so slightly away from him, placed a kiss on her forehead and asked her again "What happened, Hermione?"
She winced and whispered "Crookshanks is out in the storm, and he wont come to me, when I call for him..." she whimpered again.
Then Ron did something unexpected. He started laughing.
Hermione looked at him, not believing her eyes. To her irritation, that only succeeded in making Ron laugh harder.
"What is so funnly, Ronald Bilius?!" Hermione snapped, and tried to get away from him.
"Oh no you wont." Ron chuckled and pulled her tightly against him.
"Don't get mad now. I'm just saying... are you a witch or not?" Rom smirked at his wife.
Hermione's glare turned into a surprised expression, and the into a huge grin.
She practically jumped on her husband, kissing every part of him she could reach. "thank you thank you thank you" she muttered between kisses.
Ron chuckled again, and soon found himself pinned against the mattress.
Suddenly Hermione sat up. "What now?" Ron asked impatiently
Hermione smacked him playfully and said "I have to get Crookshanks now, don't I."
And with these words she dashed out of the room.
"hey!!!" Ron yelled at her "What about me?!" but it was already too late. Hermione was already cuddling her cat downstairs.
A/N Reviews are highly appreciated 3