Moving In

Summary: Hermione's house is getting decorated, so she stays in Ron's house for a while...

"Are you sure, Ron?" Hermione asked.

"Yes I am! I can't let you sleep in some motel while you're house is getting decorated! You've just moved in. Besides, you're my best friend and we don't turn our backs on each other." Ron grinned at her and carried the last box into her house and the room she was staying in.

Best friends she sighed that's all he wants to be.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Oh nothing," Hermione smiled, "Thanks again Ron."

"You're welcome." They stood in the room where Hermione was staying in for a while, shifting uncomfortably. Hermione was amazed that he had become a sucessful Auror along with Harry, but they're boss put them with different partners. Harry with a man called John and Ron with a girl called Rebecca. Rebecca was extremely talented. She had skill and the brains. She also had the looks. Hermione secretly envied her. Ron and her were really close ever since they were going on cases together. Ron says there is nothing going on between them, but Hermione thinks there is. She had only met the girl once and yet she's disliking her!

"Oh and by the way," Ron perked up, "Rebecca's coming round for dinner tonight!" Hermione looked up and gaped at him.

"Oh..." was her reply.

"Listen," Ron started, "I know you don't like her-"

"Yes I do!" Hermione lied, staring at him with daggers in her eyes.

"OK... Sorry then..."

"What on Earth gave you that idea?" she asked angrily.

Ron laughed, "Hermione I'm dumb, but I'm not that dumb! I see the looks you gave her the first time you met her. I wonder what problem you've got against her."

"Ron you're not dumb, you're extremly handsome, talented, funny, heartwarming, kind, witty and you're my lov- best friend! Don't ever put yourself down and no I haven't been giving Rebecca looks at all!" she stated matter-of-factly. She was nervous since she nearly slipped that she was his lover.

"Whatever you say," Ron chuckled to himself, "And did you just call me handsome?" he said coyly, taking a step forward. Hermione was impressed that Ron had courage to flirt with her without blushing.

"Why yes I am." she grinned taking a step forward as well, her mind completley forgetting about Rebecca. Ron leaned in slowly.

Oh yes, it's going to happen! Hermione shut her eyelids slowly and felt Ron's breath on her lips. She gave a small shiver. They were about to kiss right there and then until-

Ring, Ring, Ring!

Ron's head quickly shot back up and Hermione's eyelids opened. It was the telephone Ron bought. He found the muggle device quite useful. Hermione had thought him how to use it.

So close...

Ron sprinted out the room and picked up the phone.

"Ron Weasley here, who's speaking? Oh Rebecca, hullo, how are you?" Hermione heard Rebecca's name and Hermione's jealousy came back to her again. Hermione saw that she had a phone in her room as well. She ran to it and picked up it, listening.

"...Yes I still will be coming to dinner. I can't wait to see you." she sounded flirty.

"That's good!" replied Ron, "Were having another person at dinner."

"Who?"

"You know my best friend Hermione Granger? Well her house she had just moved into is getting decorated so she'll be staying with me for a while. You don't mind do you? Since when was it her desicion? thought Hermione.

"Oh," Rebecca sounded sad, "Well that's alright. I'll be glad on getting to know her better. See ya at 6 Ron."

"Yeah, see ya Rebecca." Rebecca hung up and then Ron did. Hermione sighed and put the phone down. She glanced at the clock which came with her room. It was 3:30pm. She would be here in 2 and a half hours.

"Hey, Hermione," Ron called from the kitchen. All the rooms were upstairs apart from the kitchen, living room and the library. It shocked Hermione that Ron had a library. The room she was staying in was just next to Ron's. She could smell delicious spaghetti being made.

"Yeah?" she called back.

"This is gonna be quite formal. Can you put a dress or something like that on?"

"Sure!"

"Thanks." Hermione sighed. She unpacked her things using magic. Ron and her were 21, but Hermione was born one year older than him. She had still been in touch with Harry. Harry had been married to Ginny 3 years after the battle. Hermione had knew Ron and Harry for 11 years now. Sure Ron and her and their fights, but they always made up in the end. They were both single at the moment.

Half an hour later Hermione had unpacked her things. She took a swift look at the clock and showed her it was 4 now. Hermione quickly picked out a china blue dress that reminded her of Ron's eyes. Sure, Ron's eyes were a deep, brilliant blue, but it was still blue right?

Hermione decided to take a shower if she was going to impress Ron. She wanted to look and smell and show Rebecca she had competition if she wanted Ron as well. Hermione had a shower in her room, but decided to use the landing because Ron's house was huge and she wanted to get used to the surroundings of the place.

Hermione had entered the bathroom which was oppisite her room. She had put her towel and accessories on the counter. She had quickly slipped out of her clothes and had climbed into the shower. She turned the shower on and soon had it at the right tempreture. As soon as she entered the shower her thoughts were about Ron. There were places wet on her body that the water cannot reach. She wanted to touch herself and think about Ron, but she knew it would be wrong since that he might not feel the same way. Her urges took over and started to touch herself. She slid a finger inside of herself and moaned. She called out Ron's name silently. After a while she took the finger out of herself and continued washing herself. After half an hour of washing her body and hair she turned off the shower and sighed. She stepped out the shower. As soon as she went to reach for her towel the bathroom door opened and it revealed Ron. Ron stood frozen when he saw Hermione naked in the middle of the bathroom. His eyes roamed up and down the body and secretly thought she was beautiful. He took in every single detail of her. Her hair, face, body. He had thanked Merlin everyday that he had met Hermione 11 years ago. Ron had a feeling Hermione had been jealous of Rebecca, but decided to keep quiet about it. He knew Rebecca was trying to drop hints of her liking him, but he had always acted dumb. Rebecca admitted he was cute once, but he never wanted her like that.

"Ron? Ron? Haven't you been hearing what I've said? Get out!" Hermione shouted. Ron reluctantly walked to the door, his hand on the knob. He casted on look at Hermione and her body and left. She sighed once the door had been shut. She had just wanted to forget about the moment. She looked down at her body. Ron was sure that he thought she was disgusting, but why did he look back? Was he pitying her? Did he actually think that she was pretty? Hermione shook her head and started to get dressed. She applied her make up, curled her hair and put it in a bun and then decided to put on her clothing. She slid into her dress and slipped on her flat, silver shoes. She admired herself in the mirror. She was ready. Hermione quickly picked up her towels and dirty clothes and went downstairs. She saw Ron sit at the table, deep in thought.

Hermione went past him and put her clothes in the washing pile. She washed her hands and turned back to him. "You alright, Ron?" This made Ron come out of his thought.

"Oh, um, yes. Sorry about earlier. I-" he was cut off.

"Don't worry about it." she said and turned to the clock in the kitchen. It was 5.

"Well you better go get ready, Ron!"

"That's the reason I went into the bathroom. To have a wash."

"Don't you have one in you're room?" asked Hermione.

"Hermione, I'm lazy. I'll just go into the closet room I need to, but I'm suprised you didn't."

"I wanted to get used to the place." Hermione replied.

"I see," he replied wryly, "are you done?"

"It's all yours."

"Thanks." Ron got up and went to Hermione and whispered in her ear, "You have a nice body by the way." and walked upstairs.

He thought that I had a nice body!

Did Ron actually want Rebecca or Hermione? Hermione decided to sit in the chair that Ron sat in and decided to be in deep thought. Should Hermione tell him her feelings or wait for him? And what if it's too late? Hermione was remembering everything that happened today. Moving in, phone scene, putting stuff away, shower... Oh wait! Hermione forgot to get her make up and curlers out of the bathroom. Hermione quickly ran upstairs and without thinking Ron might be in there she entered. She saw Ron in the shower. He quickly turned around at the sound of the door opening and stared at Hermione. He turned off the shower and came out. He smirked at Hermione.

"Couldn't stay away?"

"I came to get my accessories." she stated matter-of-factly.

"Yep, sure..."

"Ron can you put a towel round you or something!" Hermione turned the other way, but she didn't really want to. Hermione admired Ron's body and thought that he was huge down there. Ron walked up to Hermione and she felt something hard on her back.

Oh God please don't do this Ron, not now!

"I think you like what you see 'Mione..." Hermione slowly turned around and looked at Ron's body again at then back up at his face. His face was inches away from hers. Ron softly grabbed her hair and pulled her face towards him. Hermione felt something press hard against her. She looked down at him and saw his errection.

He gets errected around me?!

Hermione looked up again and then felt Ron's gentle, sweet lips kiss her own. Hermione wanted to pull back, but she couldn't. She was melting away with Ron. She put her arms around her neck and he put his arms around her waist and then wrapped her legs around him. He slammed her back against the wall while still kissing Hermione and licked bottom lips for acess. Hermione moaned and opened her tongue. Ron's tongue slid in her mouth and explored. They're tongues were dancing together and then Ron kissed down to Hermione's neck. He moved her around to sit her down on the sink and kissed her more. He bit and sucked on her neck, leaving a love bite in the process. Ron was about to go further with Hermione until-

Ding dong.

Ron and Hermione seperated immediately. Hermione jumped off the sink and straightened out her knee-lengthed dress. She turned to the mirror and quickly checked her face. She saw Ron in the mirror looking at his sized 8 feet. Hermione lightly touched her swollen lips and turned to Ron saying she would go get it. Ron nodded still looking down and he had waited for Hermione to go. Once Hermione went out of the door he whispered,

"I love you Hermione Jean Granger."

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Hermione slowly walked downstairs thinking about what happened with her and Ron. She had the most perfect 20 seconds of pure bliss and she was counting every minute of it. A million other thoughts of Ron raced in her mind, but was cut off when the doorbell rang again.

Ding dong.

"Coming!" Hermione called. Hermione ran to the door and opened it. There she saw Rebecca. She looked more stunning than Hermione (or so in Hermione's opinion.) Rebecca's dress was a bit passed her knees and it was a silky emerald green. Her soft, blonde hair was all wavy which went up to her shoulders and Rebecca had white heels on. She was holding a six pack of a mixed variety of butter beer, mulled mead and firewhiskey.

"Oh hello, Rebecca." Hermione greeted her. Hermione looked at the clock. It was 5.