A Night to Remember

Rating: PG-13 ... Though it's really light. Best keep it on the safe side though. I'm paranoid in that sense.
Genre: Comedy, mostly! Maybe a few touches of drama, but mostly it's all just good fun... read for a laugh!
Written by: Me... Gina!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters, or the storylines or... gah. They all belong to J.K. Rowling!
A/N: Expect another chapter verrry soon :) Also, I entirely welcome reviews, so please comment! However,I have absolutely no care in the world for anti-Ron/Hermione fans. Don't waste your time and mine by posting upthose sillyflames!

CHAPTER 1

'You spelled "incantation" wrong.' Hermione said nonchalantly as she glanced over at Ron's homework before going back to her book.

'I did not.' Ron said, also casually as he continued to scribble useless things onto his spare bit of parchment.

'Yes, you did.' Hermione replied, a bit more firmly.

'No.' He said, just as determinedly and picked his parchment up, showing Hermione. 'See?'

Hermione glanced at it and snorted derisively, slamming her book shut. '"Icantation", Ron?'

He opened his mouth to contradict her, when he caught sight of the missing 'n'. 'Uh ...It's perfectly human to make a mistake, you know.' He said quickly. 'Just because you aren't programmed to make a blunder, doesn't mean the rest of us are too.'

'But denying such an obvious error before checking to see if you're accurate is plainly just an arrogant thing to do, wouldn't you say?'
Hermione retorted, just as goaded, now throwing the book onto the table.

'Hermione, who cares if I spell incantation wrong?' He said, swerving the conversation around with a new direct. 'It's not like someone's going to start cursing me because of a spelling error!'

'Spelling and grammar count in exam writing and homework, Ron! If you lose a hefty amount of marks because of petty slip-ups and in turn throw your future into the trash ...it's just as good as getting hexed into oblivion!' Hermione said.

'Oh, jolly good, let's target my grammar now too!' He said, getting heated up.

'Might as well! I reviewed your Transfiguration homework earlier – "Finally the frogs eye are putted into the cauldron"?'

'What's wrong with that?' Ron asked, also frustrated.

Hermione gawked at him, speechless, then bit back an angry rejoinder and struggled to keep herself calm. 'All I'm saying ... '

'... Is that I'm an idiot! That's right! Old Ron's got a cork up his brain so he can't think right! Maybe you should give him -- I -- I mean me, a bit more credit than that, Hermione! Like in first year, when I remembered how to do the levitating spell and knocked out the troll in the girls toilets –'

' -- Which was just dumb luck because you couldn't do it right until I drilled it into your head for about a full half hour! --'

' -- I still got it right! And I could've gotten it eventually, if you hadn't corrected me – '

' -- Rubbish! You needed me then and you need me now. Why argue it!'

Ron stopped for a minute, breathing hard, red from his heated debate with her. His hands dropped uselessly to his side as he looked at Hermione in amazement. She also stopped and stared back,a bit confused.

' ... What?'

'Y... you're right.'

Hermione stopped just in time to stop the prepared snap from escaping her lips.

'I'm -- come again?'

'You're right!' Ron leaned back feebly and looked utterly taken aback by this revelation. 'I need you.' He said uncertainly, as if he wanted to comfort himself. Or for her to reassure it for him.

'I'm lost, Ron.'

'All these years ... I've completely underestimated you, haven't I?' Hermione looked like she had no idea how to answer this and merely ogled at him. 'Bloody hell, I've been a prick!'

'I don't know what -- '

'Hermione.' Ron suddenly spoke up, sitting upright and looking her in the eye. He looked terrified yet determined. Like someone completely took control of his actions and he could do nothing to stop it. 'We've known each other a great load of a long time.'

'Well, yes, I suppose 6 years is quite -- '

'So basically, I know you real well and you know me quite a bit too.'

'Yes,' She said, a bit annoyed by his constant interventions. 'So what's your -- '

'Then it'd make sense that we took a step up, am I right?'

She frowned at him. 'If you could please just cut to the chase, I'd be happy to --'

He suddenly grabbed her, looking very apprehensive, and before he could rethink his actions, he kissed her on the lips.