A/N: Alright so I am writing this story and a sequel to this story. I have an outline of this entire story and more than the majority of the sequel outlined. I want this story and its sequel to be big and better than what I've ever written before. I want this to be a wonderful piece of writing and I want people to LOVE IT! And I want to love it myself thank you very much. So I'm taking this seriously, this story is going to begin with Hermione and Ron dating, but its going to get tons better and I'm going to get Draco in there. Ultimately this story will be a Hermione ends up with Ron thing, but that all changes in the sequel. For my two stories I would absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE a beta! But I have a requirement: I need this beta to be on Fanfiction like at least once a day, because I like to post the second I finish writing a chapter so I want to get the update posted in the same day or the next day that I've completed a chapter. So thats my only requirement of a beta, please contact me if interested....
Anyway enough jib-jab onto the story!! Please enjoy! And review!!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Harry Potter
Summary: Hermione and Ron celebrate their four month anniversary of dating. Awwww.
Beautiful Thing
Chapter 1: Four Months
Hermione looked around the restraunt in awe.
There was surely no way that Ron could afford for them to eat here.
Her menu alone was more beautiful than any restraunts she'd ever been to before, and everything on the little menu was priced thirty galleons or more.
"Ron," Hermione piped to him across the table.
"Yes?"
"Are you sure that we can afford this place?"
He chuckled.
"Don't you worry about that. You like the place right?" He looked up from his menu worriedly.
"Oh yes! Don't get me wrong, it's magnificent, I've never been somewhere this fancy just to eat dinner." She whispered fiddling with the hem of her very casual blue dress.
"Don't worry about it, you look great, this place is great and the food going to be great."
"That was overly corny Ron." Hermione said rolling her eyes.
He grinned from ear to ear and chuckled again looking at his blue menu.
"What are you going to get?" He asked her not sounding extremely interested.
"The lamb I suppose," Hermione decided.
It had been the first thing she'd spotted on the menu.
"Good choice."
"You?" She asked reaching for a bread stick.
"I think I want the roast beef, with side order of veggies and a slice of cake for dessert."
"We can't get dessert too!" Hermione oppressed.
"Just worry about your hunger and not the prices Hermione, please?"
Hermione sighed and stared into Ron's eyes for a minute.
Just then the waitress came up to take their order.
Ron had been right about the place, he'd said on the way to the restraunt that the food tasted like what he imagined sex tasted like.
The food had been delicious, hot and left Hermione wanting more.
She supposed she could apply those descriptive principles to sex.
But what did she know about sex?
She was a pure virgin, untouched by anybody, except Ron kissing her lips.
Hermione and Ron left the restraunt that evening and took a romantic stroll down the cold street.
It was pretty late so there were only a few people, mostly couples, out about the streets of Hogsmeade.
Ron wrapped his arm around her tiny waist and tugged her close against him.
"Did you enjoy your fifty galleon dinner?" She knew he was smiling from his tone.
"Yes I did, thank you very much. Did you rob Gringotts earlier this afternoon to pay off that bill?" She asked him.
He snickered.
"No, love. I simply won a bet against my brothers last weekend and this is what I decided to do with the won money."
"Oh that makes me feel all warm inside. I was taken out and paid for by illegal transactions of money." She laughed and Ron crushed her against him.
The night was beautiful, it was very cold though, winter was definitely making an early appearance.
"So, the semesters almost over, in about a month I'd say... what do you want for Christmas?" Ron asked after a few moments of unhindered silence.
"Just you, love." Hermione said.
She looked up at Ron and smiled.
"You're finally gonna let me at you?" He asked grinning.
His hands began to wander down to her waist and she squealed and jumped away from him.
With a grin from ear to ear she said: "I didn't mean that I wanted little Ronnie when I said I wanted you." She laughed.
He over dramatically frowned and turned away from her.
"Hey!" She ran after him and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.
"But mabye sooner rather than later," She whispered kissing his ear.
Ron perked up and grabbed her hand in his and apparated them back up to the school.
"Lets get inside, I'm freezing!" He griped.
The couple walked, hand in hand, up flight after flight after flight of stairs until they came to the picture of the Fat Lady.
"I should go." Hermione said leaning up to kiss Ron.
"Wait, stay. Come in for a bit. I bet Harry's still up."
"Oh alright."
Ron smiled.
"Pesky pixie," Ron acknowledged.
The Fat Lady portrait allowed them access, opening forward so that they could enter.
The Common Room however, was somber and utterly empty.
The wood in the fire place was burnt black and hissing, but otherwise dead.
All the candles were out and there was not a sound from any of the Gryffindor students from their dormitories.
"Well so much for Harry being up." Hermione remarked.
"Yeah well, you still want to stay a bit? I can put a fresh a log on the fire."
"Yeah alright."
Ron went over to the stack of logs piled up beside the fireplace and placed two new dry pieces of wood into the fire.
In no time at all Ron had the fire roaring to life.
Hermione hadn't realized how cold she was until the fire began to warm her chilled nose and hands.
Ron came back over to the plush, rich, red sofa and sat next to her.
He placed his hand on Hermione's thigh and stared into the fire.
Hermione could tell what he wanted, his fingertips unconciously jittered against her thigh.
Hermione willingly leaned over and put her lips to his.
Ron's hand left her thigh and he wrapped both arms around her waist, locked his fingers together behind her and pulled her on top of him.
Hermione's legs straddled his waist as their kiss grew more and more passionate.
Ron's tongue lightly massaged hers and one of his hands ran up and down her bum and the back of her thigh.
Hermione pressed herself down closer to Ron's center and lightly grinded herself down onto him.
Ron groaned and gripped both of the back of her thighs with his hands.
Hermione felt his hardness grow beneath her and notice him suddenly become more eager and excited.
"Ron," she mumbled against his lips as she pulled away.
"Mmm?"
"We should- we should stop."
He sighed as she pulled completely away from him and got up so that she was standing next to the sofa.
Ron looked dissapointed.
"I'm sorry Ron, but I just can't do that yet. I'm not..."
"Comfortable?" Ron supplied.
"No... well I guess. But not because of you, just not comfortable with myself I suppose. I'm not confident enough to be so vulnerable. I'm not ready."
Ron nodded.
"That's fine. When that changes-"
"You'll be the first to know." She smiled.
He nodded and stood up next to her.
"Happy four months." He whispered before hugging and kissing her one last time.
"Happy four months." She whispered back.
With that she left the Gryffindor Tower and retreated to the Head's Dormitory where her master bedroom and bathroom were awaiting her.
Her haven.
Besides the library.
Terry was already asleep when she got to the Dormitory.
His light was off across the hall from her and she could hear his deep even breathing.
Hermione pulled off her dress and boots in exchange for a white nightgown, she brushed her teeth and hair then crept into her bed with Crookshanks and went to sleep.
Yes, yes, yes I now it was morbidly short and unexciting, but its going to get better real quick I promise!!
It was probably this short, because it was that boring to write.
But anyhoo onto the next chapter!!! I'll be busy at work.
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