Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. Oh I wish it were, but alas, it is owned by J.K.Rowling
A/N: My first attempt at romance that was inspired by looking at a photograph. It's very fluffy but it makes me go awwwwww.
Seven years……….
Seven years they had been here
Seven years they had learned about themselves and each other
Seven years to change their lives forever
Seven minutes were left of their seven years at Hogwarts. Their last few minutes were precious to each and every one of them.
Hermione had seven years to make her move, seven years of hope, regret and pain. Her eyes travelled to his six-foot-four frame and they immediately landed on his flaming red hair. She knew every hair on his head.She knew him so well it frightened her. She knew his crystal-bue eyes and his large clumsy hands. She wanted to know the rest of him. Hermione longed for their lips to meet, she longed for his strong arms around her waist.She loved him so much that it hurt. She had known since she saw him with Lavender in the common room that they shared for seven years. Seven years she had trusted them and had it thrown back in her face. For a year she had been in agony, she couldn't even bare to look at him.
Six minutes they had left
None of them knew what they would do
Only one knew for certain what he needed to do
Six minutes
Six minutes
Six minutes
Ron knew that he should have listened to himself. Hermione was everything to him, he regretted being with Lavender. He knew the moment that he kissed her that it wasn't meant to be like that. Ron worshipped the ground that she walked on. He loved her bushy brown hair in all its glory. He loved the smile that he knew so well. He couldn't understand why she had her teeth shrunk, Ron thought that she was perfect. He loved every single one of her little personality quirks. He knew that he should have told her when his feelings were like crystal. He knew he loved her, he knew he had caused her pain. He knew that what he did was stupid. Her pain was unnecessary. Ron knew what he had to do
Three minutes
Three minutes
Three minutes
There eyes were locked in a passionate embrace that seemed to last forever. They knew how they felt about each other. Ron walked over to her, determined to revel himself to her. Hermione was shaking, she didn't know why. Ron could feel his heart waltzing about his chest. He made to turn around and walk back to the Common Room when her felt a small hand touch his arm.
"Hermione," Ron began "I…..I….."
"Shhhhhh" Hermione replied, holding his face in herleft hand. They both felt their knees weaken from a simple gesture"I know Ron, I have for seven years"
"Why didn't you say anything?" He said to her, moving towards her so that only centimetres were between them. They could feel eachothers breath on their faces, absorbing the moment.
"This is why, Ron" She said as their lips slowly met. Fireworks expolded in both of their minds, neither of them could think straight as the kissed softly by their tree, the one that they had played by since they were eleven
Neither of them knew how much a kiss could mean to each other, neither of them knew what their future held. But they did know one thing…..
Two minutes
One minute
Seconds……………….
They loved each other…..
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