It's You
Chapter One: Studying in the Rain
The cloudy, ominous skies loomed over Hogwart's Castle. Thunder roared in the distance, but neither Ron or Hermione seemed to notice. They were both sitting in the stands above the quidditch field. Hermione had a copy of Gwenuine's Theory of the History of Sorcerers Volume One in her hands and was testing Ron on the study material for a class.
"I don't see why we're studying here." Complained Ron
"I told you, this is the only place quiet enough. You get distracted to easily." Said Hermione without looking up from the book. "Alright, what was the name of the first Sorcerer to use an illegal incantation on a non-magical being?"
"Where's Harry?"
"Ron.." Hermione started, annoyed at his uninterest, but she was cut off due to the drops of water that were coming down from the sky.
The rain started to pick up and within' moments it was pelting at their robes, soaking them to the bone.
"My books are getting soaked!" Hermione yelled, attempting to cover them.
"Forget your books," Ron grabbed Hermione's hand, "we're going to get soaked."
Ron and Hermione made their way down the stands. They ran across the now muddy grounds of Hogwart's and entered the castle. They were both soaked to the bone and Hermione was shivering quite a bit. Ron noticed and looked concerned.
"Come on, lets get you warmed up before you catch a cold." Ron said
Hermione nodded and they both headed up the the Gryffindor tower. They entered the common room to find it completely empty, except for Crookshanks who was curled up on the comfy armchair.
Hermione and Ron both headed to their seperate dormitaries and changed into dry clothes. They then returned to the common room. It was Hermione's suggestion that they attempt to finish their study session and Ron reluctantly agreed.
Ron finished lighting a fire in the fireplace and then took a seat on the couch next to Hermione. He looked at her for a moment, taking in her appearance. Her hair was still damp, it's soft waves draped over her shoulders. Like Ron, she had decided to change into her pajamas. For her, that ment a white cotton nightgown that came down just to her knees.
"There's no way we're going to get any more studying done." Hermione said, interrupting Ron's admiring gaze, "My books are ruined."
"They just need to dry out a bit." Answered Ron.
"Where do you suppose everybody is?" Asked Hermione, setting her books down on the table.
"Asleep."
"Really? I hadn't even noticed--"
"That's because the 6th and 7th years are on a class trip somewhere." Ron answered, knowing exactly what Hermione was going to say.
Hermione smiled and looked at her feet as if wondering what to say next. She had to choose her words very carefully these days, one slip of the tounge and Ron could easily find out just how much she fancied him.
"We might as well go to sleep if we're not going to get anything done." Said Hermione
She stood up to head for the Girl's dormitories but Ron grabbed her wrist, "Wait!"
Hermione turned to face him and he quickly wiped the look of panic off of his face.
"Er..," He studdered, "You know all this stuff anyways..can't you just test me using what's in your mind?" He was amazed at how quick his brain worked to come up with an excuse for not wanting her to go.
"Ron, it's late. We can just finish our studying tomorrow." She said.
Ron nodded and let go of her wrist. As she ascended up the steps of to the Girl's dormitory she wondered if the look on Ron's face as he let go of her wrist was really that of sadness, or if she had just been imagining it.
Chapter One: Studying in the Rain
The cloudy, ominous skies loomed over Hogwart's Castle. Thunder roared in the distance, but neither Ron or Hermione seemed to notice. They were both sitting in the stands above the quidditch field. Hermione had a copy of Gwenuine's Theory of the History of Sorcerers Volume One in her hands and was testing Ron on the study material for a class.
"I don't see why we're studying here." Complained Ron
"I told you, this is the only place quiet enough. You get distracted to easily." Said Hermione without looking up from the book. "Alright, what was the name of the first Sorcerer to use an illegal incantation on a non-magical being?"
"Where's Harry?"
"Ron.." Hermione started, annoyed at his uninterest, but she was cut off due to the drops of water that were coming down from the sky.
The rain started to pick up and within' moments it was pelting at their robes, soaking them to the bone.
"My books are getting soaked!" Hermione yelled, attempting to cover them.
"Forget your books," Ron grabbed Hermione's hand, "we're going to get soaked."
Ron and Hermione made their way down the stands. They ran across the now muddy grounds of Hogwart's and entered the castle. They were both soaked to the bone and Hermione was shivering quite a bit. Ron noticed and looked concerned.
"Come on, lets get you warmed up before you catch a cold." Ron said
Hermione nodded and they both headed up the the Gryffindor tower. They entered the common room to find it completely empty, except for Crookshanks who was curled up on the comfy armchair.
Hermione and Ron both headed to their seperate dormitaries and changed into dry clothes. They then returned to the common room. It was Hermione's suggestion that they attempt to finish their study session and Ron reluctantly agreed.
Ron finished lighting a fire in the fireplace and then took a seat on the couch next to Hermione. He looked at her for a moment, taking in her appearance. Her hair was still damp, it's soft waves draped over her shoulders. Like Ron, she had decided to change into her pajamas. For her, that ment a white cotton nightgown that came down just to her knees.
"There's no way we're going to get any more studying done." Hermione said, interrupting Ron's admiring gaze, "My books are ruined."
"They just need to dry out a bit." Answered Ron.
"Where do you suppose everybody is?" Asked Hermione, setting her books down on the table.
"Asleep."
"Really? I hadn't even noticed--"
"That's because the 6th and 7th years are on a class trip somewhere." Ron answered, knowing exactly what Hermione was going to say.
Hermione smiled and looked at her feet as if wondering what to say next. She had to choose her words very carefully these days, one slip of the tounge and Ron could easily find out just how much she fancied him.
"We might as well go to sleep if we're not going to get anything done." Said Hermione
She stood up to head for the Girl's dormitories but Ron grabbed her wrist, "Wait!"
Hermione turned to face him and he quickly wiped the look of panic off of his face.
"Er..," He studdered, "You know all this stuff anyways..can't you just test me using what's in your mind?" He was amazed at how quick his brain worked to come up with an excuse for not wanting her to go.
"Ron, it's late. We can just finish our studying tomorrow." She said.
Ron nodded and let go of her wrist. As she ascended up the steps of to the Girl's dormitory she wondered if the look on Ron's face as he let go of her wrist was really that of sadness, or if she had just been imagining it.