Heh I couldn't help myself, I wrote another Oneshot... >.>

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A few Minutes off

It was rare in this time and day to get even a minute to rest other than the broken sleep occasionally gained after a hard day of work. Most sleep was nonexistent due to planning, researching, and deep thoughts that occurred almost nightly.

Yet today Hermione found herself in a peaceful contempt relaxation for the first time in months. Everything they'd been building up to seemed to disappear today, no worrying about Harry, or Voldemort. She only had to worry about not waking up the young man with flaming red hair sleeping on her lap while riding the Hogwarts Express. Smiling Hermione couldn't believe that he could fall asleep at an important time such as this, but of course that was one of his characteristics.

A soft grumble startled Hermione as Ron repositioned his head on her lap and breathed deeply. She loved watching his chest rise and fall to a continuous motion. She loved everything about him, well perhaps not his stubborn attitude, but she was stubborn as well.

"Ron…" Hermione sighed, looking at his wild red hair that nearly rivaled Harry's. It looked soft and slightly grey due to all the dust from the old books they'd been researching. Almost like an instinct Hermione wanted to run her fingers through his hair for she had admired it for years. Hesitantly she moved her hand and briefly touched the flames that engulfed his head. Hermione to found herself stroking Ron's thick silky hair. Absentmindedly she started to curl his hair around her worn down fingers, it seemed natural.

"Hmmm," Ron sighed, moving ever so slightly to jolt Hermione from her day dream. She instantly stopped stroking Ron's hair, embarrassment started to creep upon her face, leaving pink scorch marks. She could hear the train slowing down; they were only twenty minutes from Hogwarts.

"Please…. Please don't stop," A soft whisper pleaded from the red head. He moved his hand and grabbed her free hand beside her lap, "Let's stay like this for just a little bit longer…"

Hermione was surprised at the firm grip of his hand on her own, but it was warm and comforting. She smiled again, and lifted her other hand and began stroking his hair. Yes, they deserved a little break once and a while.

"Ron! Hermione! McGonagall wants to see you!" A voice outside the compartment yelled.

"Alright we'll be out in a minute," Hermione sighed, "Ron we have to go, get up."

"Five more minutes…" Ron groaned, snuggling his head in Hermione's lap.

"Ron!" Hermione called out testily, shaking his body a little bit, "Get up!"

"No!" Came a stubborn reply.

"RONALD WEASLEY get up this instant!" Hermione bellowed pushing him off her lap.

A soft thud echoed in the compartment as Ron lay on the floor his eyes partly open looking depressed, his red hair fell into his eyes and covered his face. He lay there frigid, and tired.

"So much for a break…" He sighed.

"I know," Hermione replied brushing away the hair on his face with her fingers, "but we do have a responsibility to go."

"I almost fell asleep too," he complained getting up from the ground, his hair looked even messier than had before the train ride, "there had better be some food for us to eat."

Hermione smiled, "Of course there'll be some."

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I guess I could continue the story, but... I like it as a oneshot I dunno tell me what you think...