She was a witch... A witch for Merlin's sake. She had fought monsters, dark wizards, harsh teachers, and everything in between! She had even pulled together the courage to tell her crush of seven years she was in love with him. Ron, she thought, the only person getting her through this traumatic event.
Of course it wasn't THAT bad. Looking to her left and right she saw calm faces and even ones of complete and utter boredom. Why, oh why, did she have to be the odd one out?
Hermione's heart began to pound in her chest, the walls started closing in and her breathing became shorter and more rapid. She thought she was going to pass out when she saw her life line, the person who keeps her moving when the going gets tough.
"Sorry love," Ron said as he took his seat next to her wrapped his left arm snugly around her shoulders, "I wanted to get a snack before we boarded... But all this muggle food is rubbish! I had to settle for these triangular 'Dory-Toes.' "
His mispronunciation of Doritos caused her to stifle a short giggle, before coming back down to reality and coming to terms with her genuine situation.
Seeing the newly found panic smeared across her face like the day when she thought he was going to break up with her but actually proposed, Ron pulled Hermione deeper into his chest and asked what was wrong.
"I... I... I.. I've... v... v... Never been on a plane before!"
He looked at her shocked, "But 'Mione, what about all those trips you took with your parents as a child?"
"My mom didn't believe in air travel, she said that it was ruining the transportation economy so we always went by boat or car... Honestly I think she had a point... GET ME OFF OF THIS DEATHTRAP, Ronald! And if..."
Ron cut his fiancé off with a full blown snog, tongues intertwined with one hand in her hair and the other making it's way down her backside. Hermione pulled away whispering, "Not here, meet me in the lou in five minutes. Be ready."
He smirked and said in the growly voice he knew she found sexy, "Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?"
She teased back, "I think you might find I'm full of surprises today." Standing up, Hermione swayed her hips and walked to the restroom, sending a wink in Ron's direction
Ron loved her to death, but he will never truly understand that women. One minute she's latching onto his shirt for dear life, and the next she was threatening to rip off that same article of clothing, likely among others. Was it some coping mechanism? Not that he was complaining of course.
