By: CrazyXXXBaby
Rated: PG-13
Chapter 1: Night Time Wanderings
A/N Okay, here is my new creation. I'm very proud of this one so please enjoy it. If there are any similarities in my story and yours please know that it was just coincidental and there was no harm meant. REVIEW!!! Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. It all belongs to the wonderful, funny, and extremely talented J.K Rowling. I give all of the credit to her.
"Why do you always have to bring that up?" Hermione Granger yelled at her best friend Ron Weasley. He was once again accusing Hermione of going to Bulgaria over the summer holiday instead of going to the Burrow. "Because I know that you went! You can't deny it anymore!" Ron yelled back. "You're so hopeless you know that? I can't stand being with you when you act this way! Why do you always have to be so ignorant?" Hermione hissed glaring at him. "I'm not ignorant. I just know that I'm right that's al-" "Oh for heavens sake! I can't stand this anymore. I can't concentrate. Goodnight!" She screamed as she picked up all her books and stormed up to her dormitory. "What's wrong with her, Harry?" Ron asked his best friend Harry Potter. "What do I do that makes her so angry. You have to tell me!" Ron moaned as he made a checkmate on the two boy's chess game which was completely forgotten in the mist of all the fighting going on between Hermione and Ron. "Well....I dunno.....maybe you just....well.....er....I don't know exactly. Maybe it's because you, I mean she thinks that you always start the fight." Ron looked up at him with a mixture of anger and sadness in his eyes. "When it's so obvious that you don't," Harry added quickly seeing the anger in Ron's eyes. "I just
don't understand women maybe," Ron said miserably. "That's not it. I think you and Hermione just need to talk and sort some things out," Harry said leaning back in his armchair. "Yeah... yeah maybe you're right. Well, I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow morning," Ron replied getting up and stretching. Walking up to his dormitory Ron thought about what Harry had said. "Yeah.....I guess I could talk to her......in the morning....yeah."
Ron got into bed and thought a lot about Hermione and all the fights they had had in the past four years. He tried to understand what made her so angry everytime Ron would say something, but it just didn't happen. He still didn't get why she always had to be so perfect. "What's wrong with her? Why would she want to take all the fun out of life for some stupid school books?" Ron asked himself as he laid there with his hands behind his head. "I'll talk to her in the morning," Ron said to himself in a whisper. He tried to go to sleep, but every 5 seconds he would open his eyes and think more about Hermione. Her perfect grades, her perfect homework, her perfect new teeth, her perfect body-"Whoo! What am I saying?" Ron said as he shook his head and tried to get the image of Hermione's body out of it. "I can't be thinking
that kind of stuff about Hermione! She's my best friend! And plus...she would never see me that way. Even if I did see her that way which I DON'T!" Ron added quickly. "Ahhhhh," Ron moaned as he put his head in his hands. What's gotten into me lately? He thought. "I know what I'll do! I won't be able to sleep until I do it. I'll go get Hermione out of her dormitory and take her down to the common room to talk now so I can sleep peacefully tonight." Then he thought about what would happen to him if one of the girls screamed and woke up one of the teachers. He would be in so much trouble. "Yeah, well, a goodnight's sleep is worth the risk," he said pulling off the covers and putting a shirt on.
He pulled back the hangings to his four poster and climbed out of bed. He got to the door without a problem and easily slid out into the hallway. He tip toed down the stairs and entered the common room where Neville Longbottom was sleeping in an armchair with his Potions book on his lap. Evidently, Neville was trying to cram in a little bit more studying before the big Potions test tomorrow. "Oh shit....I forgot!" Ron whispered to himself. "Oh well. I'll wing it." He tip toed up the girls' staircase and thought to himself, "Man, I wish some of the guys could see me now. They would go starkers if they knew I was here." He grinned while stepping into the hallway. "Where is it?" He thought. "Well, our dorm is in this direction so maybe theirs is, too." He walked to the right until he reached the end of the hallway that
beared a door that said, '5th Year Girls'. "Yes....." Ron whispered as he slowly opened the door. He walked in and saw that Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown's hangings weren't closed. Magazines were laying all over the floor. He looked at Lavender and saw that her nightdress was just covering her. Her legs were completely out. A shiver ran down Ron's spine. "No! I'm not going to act like a pervert right now," he thought as he looked sadly at Lavender. "Damn....." He went over to the last bed and judging by all the books neatly piled on the night table he knew it was Hermione's. He bit his lip and grabbed the hangings carefully. Pulling them back slowly he gave a quiet, but excited squeak. He smiled broadly and pulled back her hangings all the way, but what he saw made him frown. Hermione wasn't in her bed! "Where can she be?" He whispered softly. He walked over to the door and opened it. Walking down the girls' staircase, he thought about where she could be. "She might be in the library, but why? There isn't anything that she has to look up is there?" he thought. He decided to go to the library anyway just to check.
He walked down the corridors until he reached the doors leading into the library. He looked in the little window on the top of the door and saw Hermione peering into a thick black book; her wand lit giving off a beam of light. Ron pushed open the doors slowly. They creaked loudly and Hermione jumped out of her seat with surprise. "Oh...it's just you," she replied sitting back down and closing the thick black book that she was reading. She pulled a notebook towards her and pretended to write something, but Ron knew that she was just bluffing. "Hello to you, too," he said sarcastically. "What do you want?" She asked still pretending to write. "What are you doing down here at this hour?" he asked walking over to the table that Hermione was sitting at and sat down. He placed one of his hands on her knee and she glanced quickly at his hand and then at his face. She made a face that told him what he had just done. He quickly removed his hand and put it in his lap. "What are you my Mum?" She asked going back to pretending to write. "No. I was just worried about you that's all," he said looking down at his hands. She looked up at him with a look of pure shock on her face. "What?" She asked still staring at him. "Well, you know, when I saw that you weren't in your dorm-" "You went into my dormitory?" She interrupted him and threw her quill down onto the table. "Well, I was trying to wake you up so we could go down to the common room and discuss our fights and... and stuff. I couldn't sleep, okay?! I had to do something!" He said all this very quickly. "Oh. Well, you can go back to sleep now because I forgive you, all right?" She said picking her quill up and started to pretend to write once again. "No, I can't. We haven't talked about why we're always fighting," Ron said looking at her. "Look can we just discuss this in the morning? I have a lot of work to do," she said pulling her Potions textbook towards her and flipping it open to 5 chapters ahead of where they were in class. "If you get caught you could be in a lot of trouble," he said trying to persuade her to come back to the common room with him. "Fine! I'll come back to the common room. Are you happy now?" She said very loudly. Then Ron a quiet creak coming from the doors to the library. "Shhhh!" Ron hissed at her. "What?" She said staring at him. "I thought I heard something," he said getting up and looking around the library. He came back and shrugged. "Okay, come on," he said picking up some of her books. He look at the top one and it was the thick black one that she was looking at earlier. The cover said '1000 Magical Ways of Becoming the Person You Always Dreamed Of.' Hermione saw him looking at it and she grabbed it out of his hands. He looked at her in surprise. He didn't bring it up though. All of a sudden a voice rang through the library and they recognized it as Filch the caretaker's. "We'll catch them, my
sweet. Those children who think they can just sneak off wherever they want to in the middle of the night. They'll be sent to the Headmaster straight away. Of course, they'll have to deal with me first," they heard him say. Filch laughed strangely. Ron and Hermione looked at each other and whispered at the same time, "Uh-oh!"
A/N CLIFFHANGER! Oh, I'm so bad! Now, I need at least 5 reviews or I won't continue with this story, okay? So, review!