Hermione and Ron
Hermione and Ron
Seen through the window, a young woman could be seen lying between the legs of a man the same age. To an outsider, they would be seen as the perfect couple, however, to the young couple they were just friends.
Hermione was laying between Ron's legs and her head was lying on his lap. Ron was tickling Hermione's neck and she was squirming around. She responded by tickling his feet, knowing that was his most ticklish place.
"DON'T TICKLE ME !" Shouted Ron. Hermione giggled and went back to lying on his lap.
"You know when you shout like that , it just makes me want to tickle you even more." Laughed Hermione.
"You're just evil. The fact that I shout at you for tickling me and you just want to tickle me even more." Ron mock scolded.
" Well if you hadn't tickled me fist I wouldn't have got you back. It's quite simple Ronald." Hermione said.
Ron smiled down at Hermione and she smiled back, within seconds they were both laughing hysterically. After they calmed down, they just lay on the sofa and ended up falling asleep in each others arms.
In the morning, Hermione was facing Ron's chest and his arms were wrapped tightly around her shoulders. Ron started to stir, slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the peaceful sleeping Hermione in his arms. He could have watched her sleep all day, had he not had the dying need to really go to the toilet.
"Hermione, wake up. It's morning and I really need to pee." Ron said in her ear. Hermione sighed in her sleep and cuddled up even more to him. There was only one thing that would get her up.
"Hermione , you're late … " was all he had to say as Hermione was already on her way upstairs and in the bathroom.
Ron got up from his place on the sofa and made his way to the downstairs toilet to relieve himself. He then strolled upstairs and waited in Hermione's room for the moment she would realise it was Saturday. Ten minutes had gone and Ron was lying on Hermione's bed reading Elf Rights Weekly. When he looked up, he saw Hermione standing at the door, clad only in her bra and pencil skirt. She had her arms crossed over her chest.
"I'm not late am I ? And it's Saturday." Said Hermione, leaning on the door frame and smirking at Ron.
"It is Saturday and you're not running late." Replied Ron. He folded his arms and smirked back at her.
She walked over to the bed and sat on top of him. She then proceeded to pick up a pillow and whacked him one across the head.
"Hermione, Stop. No don't tickle me." Ron shouted. So he grabbed her hips, threw her to the other side of the bed. He then sat on her and tickled her whole body.
"No fair. Stop Stop Stop , please stop." Hermione said through giggles.
"No." Said Ron bluntly. Then they both laughed. When they stopped, it was like time had momentarily stopped. They gazed at each other and their faces got closer and closer. Then their lips touched and they fell into a passionate kiss that to them lasted for hours but in reality it was only a few seconds.
"Do you know how long I have been waiting for you to do that ?" said Hermione. Ron was lying beside Hermione, with his arm around her and their foreheads were touching.
"Do you know how long I have been waiting to do that ?" Replied Ron. They smiled at each other and laughed.
"We have been stupid, haven't we ? Wasting time ? Pretending there is nothing between us." Hermione said, stroking Ron's hair and ruffling it up. " I have always loved your hair. The colour, the texture, the length. Perfect, just like you."
"No, you're the perfect one." Said Ron, kissing her head.
Then they went back to kissing and hugging and some more kissing. And pretty stayed like that for the rest of the day.
A/N: Just a little one shot.