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"Mi Refljo"
*by RG Williams a.k.a. restless terrier*
*Genre : Romance*
*Type : Harry Potter Fanfiction*
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Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley walked out from the Great Hall and
entrance hall to the garden outside. They sat down on a bench. It was
during the Emerald Ball of their seventh year at Hogwarts, New Years
Eve.
"'Mione?" Ron said, turning his head to look at the beautiful
brunette beside him.
"Yes, Ron?" she asked, smiling at his use of the new nickname Ginny
granted her as a "Christmas present."
Ron opened his mouth and attempted to speak, but his voice was
caught up in his throat. Desperately he tried again, but all Hermione
heard was a twist of words somewhat like, "YouIHermiloineve."
Hermione smiled faintly, and started to rise from her seat. "I
think I will go inside, Ron, I forgot my cloak."
Before either of them knew what was happening, Ron had pulled her
down and wrapped his own cloak around both of them.
More heat came from Ron than the cloak, Hermione noticed, and
looked over to see him blushing furiously.
"T - thank you Ron, you're sweet. That's very nice and gentlemanly
of you."
Ron waited for what seemed like an eternity, then wrapped one of his
long, lanky arms around her.
"Ron," Hermione whispered so softly he hardly heard, "You are my
cloak to keep me warm...you are my shield from the storm....my will to
carry on....my strength to be strong...You are my candle, my flame in
the night, you are the light shining so bright...the rainbow that helps
me stay alive...I love you with all my life, Ron...I have before I met
you...I did in our early years.... but I can't believe I did not know
it...."
"Hermi - Hermione..." Ron started, "that's how I felt all the
time..."
"Shh..." Hermione whispered, putting a finger to his lips. She
reached down and pricked a single red rose from the ground.
"This...is our love...," she stated softly, then, as on command, it
began to snow. Hermione caught two snowflakes in her hand. She placed
one in Ron's palm. They held them on either sides of the rose.
"You and me," Ron whispered.
"Yes. Two snowflakes...together, beautiful...divided, cruel,
uncivilized...."
Ron couldn't speak. He didn't need to. Instead he leaned in and
kissed Hermione swiftly, but as he pulled away, Hermione objected and
his lips were brought back to hers as the kiss was greatly deepened.
Harry and Ginny stood by the door, watching.
"Looks like we're not needed here, Gin," said Harry, smiling.
"That's for sure," said Ginny, returning his smile. She grabbed his
arm and coaxed him back into the castle.
The End
A/N: Well, I hope you enjoyed this small, stupid, they-would-not-say-
such fic. I didn't, it is not very good, but be nice and leave only
constructive critism. *RG Williams
"Mi Refljo"
*by RG Williams a.k.a. restless terrier*
*Genre : Romance*
*Type : Harry Potter Fanfiction*
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Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley walked out from the Great Hall and
entrance hall to the garden outside. They sat down on a bench. It was
during the Emerald Ball of their seventh year at Hogwarts, New Years
Eve.
"'Mione?" Ron said, turning his head to look at the beautiful
brunette beside him.
"Yes, Ron?" she asked, smiling at his use of the new nickname Ginny
granted her as a "Christmas present."
Ron opened his mouth and attempted to speak, but his voice was
caught up in his throat. Desperately he tried again, but all Hermione
heard was a twist of words somewhat like, "YouIHermiloineve."
Hermione smiled faintly, and started to rise from her seat. "I
think I will go inside, Ron, I forgot my cloak."
Before either of them knew what was happening, Ron had pulled her
down and wrapped his own cloak around both of them.
More heat came from Ron than the cloak, Hermione noticed, and
looked over to see him blushing furiously.
"T - thank you Ron, you're sweet. That's very nice and gentlemanly
of you."
Ron waited for what seemed like an eternity, then wrapped one of his
long, lanky arms around her.
"Ron," Hermione whispered so softly he hardly heard, "You are my
cloak to keep me warm...you are my shield from the storm....my will to
carry on....my strength to be strong...You are my candle, my flame in
the night, you are the light shining so bright...the rainbow that helps
me stay alive...I love you with all my life, Ron...I have before I met
you...I did in our early years.... but I can't believe I did not know
it...."
"Hermi - Hermione..." Ron started, "that's how I felt all the
time..."
"Shh..." Hermione whispered, putting a finger to his lips. She
reached down and pricked a single red rose from the ground.
"This...is our love...," she stated softly, then, as on command, it
began to snow. Hermione caught two snowflakes in her hand. She placed
one in Ron's palm. They held them on either sides of the rose.
"You and me," Ron whispered.
"Yes. Two snowflakes...together, beautiful...divided, cruel,
uncivilized...."
Ron couldn't speak. He didn't need to. Instead he leaned in and
kissed Hermione swiftly, but as he pulled away, Hermione objected and
his lips were brought back to hers as the kiss was greatly deepened.
Harry and Ginny stood by the door, watching.
"Looks like we're not needed here, Gin," said Harry, smiling.
"That's for sure," said Ginny, returning his smile. She grabbed his
arm and coaxed him back into the castle.
The End
A/N: Well, I hope you enjoyed this small, stupid, they-would-not-say-
such fic. I didn't, it is not very good, but be nice and leave only
constructive critism. *RG Williams