DISCLAIMER: The
following story is based upon Joanne Rowling's fantastic Harry Potter books.
Big hugs to her and no offence meant - this story happens after Goblet of Fire.
I fancy you!
Ron gazed
longingly at Hermione all through Charms, much to the displeasure of Professor
Flitwick. Hermione had returned to her approachable self after that Krum fellow
had gone back to Durmstrang.
Hermione, with
her long, wonderful hair and oh so deep and captivating eyes...
Ron sighed, and
Harry elbowed him.
"You don't
have to make it so obvious Ron!" joked Harry.
"What are
you talking about?"
"You've
been eyeing up Hermione for ages! Everyone knows it!"
"Like you
and my sister eh?" snapped Ron. Harry went a bit quiet. If the truth be
told, Harry still liked Ginny, by wished Cho Chang was on his arm. "Well,
you're right though. I must do something about it."
"Yeah,
good for you Ron. Now think about Charms for a bit before Flitwick costs
Gryffindor another 20 points." beamed Harry.
"How do
you mean?"
"My god!
You didn't even notice him punishing you? Wow. You have got it bad."
Hermione turned
around in her seat directly in front of the gossiping pair and hissed at them
to be quiet. Ron went white, whilst Harry went bright red, trying to contain a
fit of giggles.
After the
lesson, the trio walked briskly to Potions, dreading Snape and the Slytherins
that would greet them there.
"Oh look,
there's Neville!" boomed Harry far too loudly, and rushed off to see him.
"What's
got into Harry?" pondered Hermione. "Of course there's Neville, we've
just had a lesson with him in it!"
Ron's angry
eyes bore into the back of Harry's disappearing head - 'Don't be too obvious eh
Harry? Cheers!' fumed Ron's thoughts.
"Are you
ok Ron? You seem a bit quiet today." asked Hermione. Ron was soothed by
her concerned tone and suddenly he felt a lot more confident.
"Hermione?"
he asked, with only a slight quaver in his voice.
"Oh Ron,
what's up?" Hermione sounded really worried now.
"It's just
that..." blurted Ron. Then his mouth stopped working.
Hermione
politely looked at him. Ron panicked and looked back, mouth still hanging open.
"Erm...
Ron, we've got to get to Potions, you know what Snape's like... What is
it?"
Ron took a deep
breath. "Hermione. There's something I want to ask you."
Something
registered in Hermione's eyes, and suddenly both of them flooded with
realisation. "Oh Ron, oh, well, we'll talk after Potions, Ok?" she
gabbled and Hermione grabbed Ron's hand and dragged him to Potions before he
could say anything else.
Potions was now
really awkward for Ron. Hermione seemed uneasy as well, and Harry sat between
them, and felt the unease coming off of each of them. 'Oh dear', thought Harry.
'Ron's plan must have backfired.'
Snape was his
old self and Gryffindor were down many points at the end of the lesson. Neville
managed to drop acid all over his robes as they were clearing up. Neville's
nervous hands and clumsy manner had livened up an otherwise dull lesson. Snape
ordered all of the Gryffindors to clear up whilst Slytherin were free to leave.
In the ensuing clean-up, Harry managed a quiet word with Ron.
"How's it
going with Hermione?"
"Terribly."
moaned Ron. "We're going to meet up afterwards, so if you could make you
excuses and go on without us, it would be appreciated."
"Sure
thing Ron."
"Yeah, and
be more subtle too this time!" hissed Ron as everyone finished clearing
up.
Ron looked
around, but could not see Hermione anywhere.
Hermione patted
Neville's hand as she escorted him to Madame Pomfrey for his mild burn on his
left thigh. She always felt sorry for Neville, who was easily her equal in
Potions when it came to the theory work, but his nervous nature meant that he
was always breaking things in the practical and had been the butt of many jokes
these last few terms as a result. Hermione suspected Neville was really not
happy, so always did her best to cheer him up.
"How's
things then Hermione?" he asked.
"Oh fine.
How are you keeping?" she replied politely.
"Well, I
don't think Ginny loves me anymore." Hermione groaned inside, for she had
heard this one before.
"Well,
I've got a few problems of my own." she said proudly.
"Oh
really?"
"Yeah,
it's Ron this time. He's been pestering me again."
"So? It's
what you want isn't it?"
"Yeah, I
think so."
"Well then
Hermione, go for it! Otherwise I might be forced to ask you out again!"
Neville smiled and Hermione was relieved and reassured. Neville was always so
kind to her, but long ago they had secretly tried going out with each other,
but it just had not worked; they both preferred the theory to the practical.
Neville watched
her go and smiled. "You lucky git, Ron Weasley."
Hermione had
had the Potion of Courage for some time now. She was great with spells and
wonderful with history, but somehow, she always got on better with the dead
people in the books than the live ones around her. Every once in a while, she
would take a quick nip of this when her ego was feeling fairly timid. Hermione
drained the small bottle and glowed with anticipation.
Hermione dashed
towards Ron and swept him up in her arms. Ron almost fainted with shock.
"So then,
shall we go out with each other then or what?" smiled Hermione.
"I thought
you didn't want to." said Ron.
"What gave
you that idea?" smiled Hermione sweetly.
"Well,
I've been trying for ages to -"
"Oh Ron, a
girl likes to be chased a bit before saying yes. Come here." and Hermione
kissed Ron passionately in the corridors of Hogwarts, much to the surprise of a
bunch of nearby first-years.
Ron thought he
was in a dream. "Wow. I love you Hermione!." he laughed, not
believing his luck.
"Yeah
yeah, whatever. Love you too. Come on, let's 'go' somewhere." purred
Hermione.
Ron was not too
sure if he liked the inflection she had added to that 'go', but go they did.
Summer was here
and the grass outside was warm with radiant and glorious sunshine. Hermione had
hold of Ron's wrist and was dragging him to a place behind Hagrid's stables.
Inside Ron's
mind, parts were worrying, parts were cheering and parts were seriously
questioning reality in general. Inside Hermione's mind was a small girl,
carrying a lot of books, walking through the chaos of a great castle preparing
for a banquet: she felt out of place, but the whole thing looked like it would
run without her, so she came along for the ride, and as it turned out, so did
Ron.
Hermione slid
her hands under Ron's robe and felt his nakedness beneath. His arms and chest
were quite athletic and strong. Ron's hands had the same sort of idea, but it
was not her strength he relished in. Hermione undressed Ron and then closed her
eyes and waited for Ron to undress her.
Ron was
suddenly aware of many sets of eyes on him. The large lizards incubating their
fiery eggs in straw-filled crates at the back of the stables were staring at
Ron and he was getting a little freaked and self-conscious by it.
"Erm.. are
you sure that this is a good place Hermione?"
Hermione opened
her eyes and looked around. "Well, I'm sure they're used to it, so don't
worry."
Ron looked
uneasy, so Hermione tutted loudly and decided to take matters in hand, so to
speak, and reassure Ron that everything would be okay. And it worked. Ron did
relax and began undressing Hermione.
"You're
amazing." smiled Ron.
"Well,
there are all sorts of books in the library, and some even have pictures,"
she added wryly as Ron fumbled with her fastenings.
It was at this
passionate moment that Hagrid wandered in to feed his pets.