Happily Ever After
By: reviewaholic
Disclaimer – I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, just the plot.
Chapter 1: They Aren't Just Stories!
It was late at night and a certain red headed Gryffindor was awakened early, thanks to a bad dream.
"Bloody hell," Ron whispered to himself, sitting up in his bed. He looked around the room, it was very dark and the only light showing was that of the almost full moon outside the small window by his bed. The room was deafly silent and all that could be heard was the occasional snore from one of the other boys that shared the dorm.
It didn't seem that anyone else was awake, so he got out of bed and went over to his trunk. He opened it and started shuffling through his clothes until he found what he was looking for. It was a rather large book that was tan with fancy lettering on the front that read Fairy Tales.
Ron, not wanting any of his friends to see him with this book (or any other), he went down the spiral stair case to the common room to read one quick story before attempting to go back to bed.
But little did he know that he wasn't the only one in the common room at that time. For one if his best friends and his sister, had stayed up late studying and had fallen asleep on the big red couch. Both of them were in hidden from Ron's sight, Ginny was on the floor using her arm for a pillow and Hermione was lying on the couch.
While Ron crept down the stairs, unknowing to the two people sleeping soundly, he accidentally skipped a step, near the bottom, and fell the rest of the way down, with a loud thud.
"Oomph!" he grunted as he hit the floor of the common room. Ron slowly got up and, not even giving it a second thought, he lit his wand, got up and limped to the nearest table and began to read his favorite story…
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Ginny awoke with a start, to an abrupt noise which sounded, to her, the way Ron usually fell down the stairs, but then dismissed the thought all together knowing that stick of dynamite could wake her brother in the middle of the night. So she decided to try and wake up fully before she got out of the comfortable position she was in, on the floor. A few minutes had passed until she decided to sit up and move to the chair on the other side of the room. But as she got up she ducked back down, after seeing what looked like someone sitting on the far table. After thinking that that it was a silly reaction to seeing someone in the common room late at night, she looked back over the couch to see who it was.
As soon as her eyes adjusted to the dark Ginny could make out who it was. She could see it was Ron sitting at the table, but in her mind she knew it couldn't be Ron, because he had…could it be…yes it was a book. Ginny went back behind the couch and held back a giggle, thinking she would have never believed it if she had not seen it for herself. Then she started thinking to herself what the bloody hell would Ron be reading in the middle of the night when no one was around? She almost gasped out loud thinking it could be the muggle Play Boys that she heard about from Fred and George, on their trip Diagon Alley.
Ha. This was great! She could totally bust Ron for having muggle porn!
But first she had to wake up Hermione; she couldn't let her miss all the fun!
So slowly, Ginny crawled next to Hermione's head and shook her shoulder.
"Hermione," she whispered, but Hermione didn't even stir a bit. She tried again, but this time more forcefully…nothing. Ginny, now starting to get annoyed with this, gave her a full shove.
"Ginny stop moving your rocking the boat," Hermione grumbled after a very loud snort. Ginny now had to bite her bottom lip to keep herself from laughing, but it was nothing compared to what she heard next. "Mmmm Harry you can rock my boat any day," Hermione said and then continued to mumble. At this Ginny was sure that she would bite her lip off, she had to laugh so bad. But on the other hand she almost felt bad that she had to wake Hermione out of her obviously X rated dream. She looked over the couch quickly to see if they had alerted Ron…they hadn't, thankfully.
Ginny put her hand over Hermione's mouth, to keep her from spilling more of her dream out into words, and shook her one more time, before she finally came to her senses. "Look behind you," Ginny mouthed to Hermione, pointing behind the couch. Hermione just furrowed her brow and did as she said.
At first Hermione didn't see anything, but as soon as her eyes adjusted to the dark she saw a figure that looked a lot like Ron. But it could be Ron for he had a book in his hands and anyone under the Sun, that knew him at all, knew that Ron would never be caught dead with a book that he wasn't being made to read.
She laid back down on the couch and gave Ginny a confused look. "Is that who I think it is?" Hermione mouthed back.
Ginny just smiled and nodded is response, and then all of a sudden she stood up and yelled triumphantly, "Ha, caught you red handed!" The sudden outburst startled Hermione so much that she jumped so high in the air she ended up falling on the floor, off the couch.
And Ron was so frightened that he screamed like a little girl, and ended up slamming the book closed on his finger.
"Don't you mean red faced?" Hermione exclaimed, getting to her feet. And Ron just let out a feeble groan, while covering his face with his hands.
"Ronald Weasley," Ginny started, sounding a lot like Mrs.Weasley, "is that what I think it is?"
Ron stood from the chair and hid the book behind his back and said, "Nothing!"
"Pretty big nothing," said Hermione, gesturing to Ron's back.
"Come on Ron! I know those are the muggle playboy magazines Fred and George told me about!" Ginny accused. Hermione and Ron both looked at her it total shock.
"You have Play Boys' Ron?" Hermione asked, turning to Ron her expression from shock to amusement.
"What? NO!" Ron said, pleading his case. The truth was that he had no idea what she was talking about, but thinking of what it could be, he knew they were getting the wrong idea. And not thinking he pulled out the book, to show them that it wasn't a playboy magazine. But as soon as they saw what it was that Ron really was reading, he immediately regretted his decision. Ron's ears turned a shade of pink while both the girls burst into the kind of laughter that didn't make any noise.
"Fairy Tales?" Ginny asked through her laughter. The pink in Ron's ears was now spreading to his face at her question.
"You read that fictional rubbish?" Hermione asked as her laughter subsided. Right that second Ron's embarrassment turned into anger.
"Fairy Tales aren't rubbish!" Ron exclaimed. At that Ginny started laughing even harder. "What?" he asked.
"You got so serious so fast," she said still laughing while holding her side because it was so sore from the laughing fit.
"Oh please, Ron!" Hermione continued. "They're all about these poor, defenseless women, who need a big strong man to protect them," she said making her voice sound helpless and weak.
"She's got a point Ron," said Ginny her laughter now dissipating.
"But fairy tales teach moral's; our mum read them to us when we were kids," Ron stated gesturing to Ginny.
"Yeah she read them to us, but I grew out of them eventually," Ginny claimed.
"Oh so you grew out of fairy tales, but not Mr. Fluffums!" Ron argued starting to grin.
"Who's Mr. Fluffums?" Hermione asked.
"Ginny's old stuffed puffskane…that she still sleeps with every night!"
"You leave Mr. Fluffums out of this!" she exclaimed as if defending the old toy.
"You do?" said Hermione chuckling slightly.
"Teh! Yeah right," Ginny said obviously lying.
"Ok sure," said Hermione seeing right through her.
"Hey guys," Ron said getting between them, "do you think you could keep this whole me reading fairy tales in the dead of night thing between us?"
"Sure," Hermione said, "I wouldn't dream of killing your no reading reputation."
"Well as long as you don't tell anyone about the whole Mr. Fluffums thing I won't tell a soul," Ginny promised crossing her arms across her chest.
"Good," Ron yawned, "I think I'll head up stairs and go back to bed."
"I think I'll do the same," said Ginny stretching her arms way above her head. "What about you," she asked Hermione.
"Oh, I'm just going to get my things real quick and then come up as well," Hermione replied. They nodded to her and then headed up to bed.
Hermione went to get her things, but her mind was on something completely different…or rather, someone.
A/N: Hope you liked the chapter!! Please R&R!!