Love Will Find a Way....Sometimes
~~~by Andi the insane. ~~
***A/N: weeell, this is my first fanfiction on here for like 2 years, its pretty stupid, I'm just making it up as I go along ;p, nevertheless, I hope you all enjoy my wannabe humour.***.
He started at her. Admiring her luscious brown hair, although still bushy, it had gotten the sleeker Herbal Essences, er...fullness to it. He was wondering if she had used Sleekeazy's Hair Potion on it again, though she probably didn't. And her slim figured body, wow. Everything on her had matured before third year, and it was driving him crazy. She looked over at him, walked over, sat down, and opened yet another huge text book and started to read.
"Can you.." he pleadingly asked before she cut him off.
"No, I'm not letting you copy again. You going to get in trouble! Don't you think the teacher would have noticed by now that your work is the same as mine? Honestly.."
"Please. This assignment is due tomorrow! 3 scrolls! What is he mad? Please..I need the help." he begged, looking so much like an innocent 3 year old boy.
"Oh, I don't know.." she said unsure.
He stopped. He looked up at her. Eye met eye. Gaze met gaze. Richard Simmons Love met Richard Simmons love. There was no one else in the common room. He got up, he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tight. He leaned in to her
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"I want to tell you how I've felt for years" he said breathlessly.
He kissed her. Long and hard. Like those movies we all saw with our mums when we were kids where they're kissing and we all went "EWWWWW!." You know you did. Don't lie.
He was doing some pretty naughty things under her shirt, which she was about to unbutton, unless she has a chest itch or something. They really itch you know. Things were getting hot.
He was about to lead her to his dormitory. He loved Hermione so much.
"Ron?"
Ron awoke with a start, and he fell off his chair, making a rather loud remark.
"What? Where? Whazzamadder?" Hermione was standing over him with a puzzled expression on her face.
"You nodded off..." said Harry starting to laugh "and you were talking your sleep...something about Richard Simmons...and.."
"Who's Richard Simmons?" asked Nevile
"He's this really weird guy all the muggles love," started Harry "he wears really tight clothes and sequins and jumps around and does workout videos"
"Ha! And you like this dude Ron?" asked Nevile
"Er, no way,' said Ron his ears going red. "Listen, I'd better, er..go feed Pig..yeah..go feed Pig..see you later"
Just as Ron stalked out of the room, everyone burst out laughing.
"Woo, Ron really cracks me up"said Harry
" Yeah, hey Harry, did you get back with Cho??" asked Hermione
"No way, she cries too much, and she didn't approve of my new punk Goth. look either." exclaimed Harry while spiking his black and green hair and playing with his spike collar.
"You look like one of those crazy muggles..." said Hermione.
"Ron's dad wouldn't know what hit me." laughed Harry
"Holy sh!te! We're late for class! Snape will kill us!" said Nevile, running out the portrait hole
Harry, and Hermione followed.
Ron was in the owlery, thinking about Hermione. How could she ever like him? He wished he could find a way to make her all his. Just as Ron realized how unbelievably late he was for class, Snape walked into the owlery wearing a sombrero.
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**A/N: Well, isn't this nice. One measly chapter. Lots of errors too. =D and Snape wearing a sombrero?? Woo..have I had too much coffee yet? Heh. Well I'll write more later. Too lazy now. ~Andi**