Gosh, I love these two charactors. .
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Hands Down
Ron watched over Hermione as her chest gently rose and then fell again, her slow, deep melodic breathing had enchanted him into a trance. All he could think about was her. She was brilliant to him, brilliant at everything.
Hermione Stirred. She shifted her weight with ease, Ron felt her smooth legs graze his.
His eyes snaked over her body, Ron remembered how she used to look in their first year at Hogwarts, short, with a boyish build and bushy chocolate brown hair.
Now, as Ron noted, not that he hadn't noticed it before, her long legs, her curvy waist and chest had shaped beautifully, she had a very pretty face, long eyelashes and deep blue eyes, her lips always seemed a deep shade of pink and Ron longed to kiss them, her hair had fallen into a mass of soft, delicate ringlets.
Ron remembered the last kiss they shared, it was their first kiss with each other, just after they had found Harry again after bringing back the basilisk fangs from the Chamber of Secrets.
Ron sighed, that was also probably their last kiss, after all, she was only in here because she didn't want to return to her room, which she shared with Ginny, knowing full well Harry would be there.. He'd probably seemed the best option to go to, to Hermione.
Ron hadn't noticed Hermione slowly wake up, he was too busy thinking of reasons why they were just friends, he was too scared to tell her how he felt.
Then she kissed him.
It was slow compared to their first rushed kiss, this one was gentle, a sense of longing, security, they were both felt unsure of what to do but it felt right.
Hermione pulled back, not wanting to but did anyway, she held a finger at his lips to stop his spluttering. She whispered,
"Lets not get busted."
Hermione moved close, and let her head rest gently on Ron's chest, he moved one arm around her, to hold her closer.
And Ron watched once more as her deep breathing sent her to sleep, with his free arm he gently twirled her hair in his fingers, the scent of it drove him wild, he loved it. He felt very calm, after all that had happened that year, this is where he wanted to be, he fell into an undisturned sleep.
When Hermione woke once more, she discovered Ron was sleeping, she smiled, she'd fallen asleep in his arms, and felt warm and secure. But she had to leave, all her belongings were in her room, and she was still wearing the same clothes she had worn yesterday. She got up to leave, walking towards the door of the of Ron's room, when she heard his voice gently reach her ears.
"Wait…"
Hermione turned around to find Ron's arms wrap around her waist, he pulled her closer and kissed her like he meant it.
She returned the kiss as she melted against him, the kiss deepened slightly, as their mouths gently opened to feel more of each other, Ron gently traced his tongue over Hermione's bottom lip, she returned the gesture by tracing her tongue over Ron's.
When he broke away Hermione rested her head on his shoulder, kissed his neck ever so slightly, Ron breathed in the scent of her hair once more, and whispered into it,
"Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember."