Ron watched Harry walk sleepily up the stairs to his room. He had just defeated Voldemort and that could sometimes make you tired.
"Ron."
He turned around to see Hermione.
"Follow me." She gripped his hand and walked quickly down the corridor.
"Um..Okay."
She pushed open the door to the library and dragged him in.
"Hermione," he sighed, "what could you possible need in the libr–"
He was cut off as Hermione turned around and kissed him.
This was a surprise. He ran his hand down to her waist and backed her up against a bookshelf.
Her hands ran up his chest and cupped his neck, pulling him closer. He let out a moan.
This couldn't be the real Hermione.
She pulled back. "I– I thought that well..um..we needed to be alone and...um..I figured no one would be in the library right now because, well, what could anyone need in the library after, you know, today...I mean at least no one would be in here at this exact moment, I'm not saying no one is ever going to use the library again or anything." She was out of breath and talking very fast.
"Good thinking." was the only reply he could make.
His brain wasn't working properly.
He took a deep breath.
"Are you tired?" He asked suddenly.
She gave him a puzzled look.
"I mean do you need to take a nap or something, its been a rough 24 hours."
"Oh." she looked down at her feet, he still had her pinned to the bookshelf, so they were very close.
"No, I'm not that tired."
"Okay." He sighed. He waited a second a then lifted Hermione's chin up to kiss her again.
She sighed into his mouth and it filled him with pleasure.
Now that he was confident he took a chance and licked her bottom lip.
Hermione opened he mouth slowly for him. She was full of surprises today.
When his tongue traced over hers, Hermione let out whimper.
Ron hands were probed up on either side of Hermione, but now he moved them to her face. This movement forced all of his weight against her, their entire bodies were touching. Hermione didn't seem to mind because she gripped his shirt tightly at the waist and tried to pull him even closer.
He began to move his fingers up and down, caressing her the back of her neck.
She seemed to like this because she took control of the kiss as her tongue and lips began to move at the same rhythm of his massaging fingers. She let out a moan this time.
He liked the aggressive side of Hermione, ...well at least while they were kissing.
She pulled away gently, her lips lingering on his.
She suddenly shrunk about 2 inches.
"Have you been on your tippy toes the whole time?" He asked in amazement. He had forgotten their height differences.
She nodded, blushing with embarrassment.
"You should have told me." He said smiling. "I could have lifted you up."
Before she could say anything he picked her up and set her on the near by table.
She laughed and rested her arms around his neck.
They stared at each other until Hermione let out a yawn.
"I think I'm tired now." She said with a giggle.
"Yeah, me too." He laced his fingers into hers pulling her off the table.
It's been a long day.