A/N: Hello there, dear reader! I have been ill (I can tell you that pneumonia isn't nice! :/) and having unable to write anything. Now I'm trying to refresh my writing skills with this Christmassy (is that even a word? Talking about writing skills.. :P) multichapter fic. The plan is write shortish Christmas stories with different genres and different pairings (mostly canon, I think)... Let's see how this is going to turn up...
Well, the first pairing is traditional Hermione/Ron.
Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling, so I don't own Harry Potter.
Ron/Hermione
Wow, I mutter as I watch Hermione as she exists the room after kissing me.
Wow... Yeah, that's the word. I don't know how else I could describe how it feels to kiss her. It's kinda funny, when you think that we have been together over six months. Six month's dating means lots of kissing. And still I can't think or say nothing else after she had snogged me than wow.
I know that I'm not very good with words or a romantic bloke. And Hermione knows that too. But I think she's going to be a bit irritated if I contiune looking this dazed every time we kiss.
I turn to window and look outside. The view is pretty beautiful; the early winter sunset colours the twirling snowflakes pale red. And the snowflakes are mounting in our garden and making the already big snow drifts even bigger. I watch the scenery and muse things. I remember how it was a year ago; the war, the fear, the insecurity what was going to happen... There wasn't really even Christmas. Well, we had some celebrition at the Burrow with family and friends, but nobody wasn't really in a party mood and I myself was too anxious and guilty due leaving Harry and Hermione.
And now... I'm happy. Truly happy. The war is over, I'm with Hermione... Everything is fine. Of course we still miss awfully lot Fred and all the other people who died in war... We'll never forget them...But life has to contiune...
"Ron?"
I startle away from my thoughts and turn to source of the voice. Hermione is standing in the doorway, looking absolutely gorgeous in her deep green dress, watching me eyebrows lightly arched.
"Are you ready?" she asks. "We should get going"
"Where?" I ask, quite stupidly.
Hermione sighs, looking annoyed.
"To the Burrow, of course. Today's is Christmas Eve, remember?"
"Oh, right..."
"Why are you so confused? Maybe a little kiss would help you to clear you mind..."
And with that, she starts walks towards me, smiling seductively. And soon I feel her intoxiating, sweet lips on mine... I feel...
Wow.
A/N: I'm not perfectly satisfied with this, but it's nice to finally have something finished... Please, please leave a rewiev and if you have any ideas or wishes, please tell them :)
