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Summer Confessions

Chapter 2: Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

Hermione awoke abruptly from her good dream. It was 3:15 AM according to her watch, and she had just realized she had fallen asleep on Ron. Aww...he's so cute when he's sleeping. Hermione felt her stomach give an uncomfortable lurch; she was hungry. She quietly and carefully removed herself from Ron's grasp (he had his arm around her waist, and his head resting on the top of her head.) And got off the couch. She walked up the stairs, careful to avoid the creaky floorboard, and walked into the kitchen.

HARRY POTTER

Ron stirred...Where's my pillow? He opened his eyes and noticed he never had a pillow; it was Hermione's head. Where'd she go? He got up and walked up the stairs finding Hermione looking through a cabinet in the kitchen.

"Looking for something?" He asked, leaning up against the door frame.

Hermione whipped around at these words, and then immediately relaxed, realizing it was Ron. "You scared me. I thought everyone was asleep."

"I was, but I woke up." Ron stated the obvious.

"Okay. I was hungry, so I got up to get something. Do you want anything?" She asked

Only you... "Umm...What are you making?" He asked

"I haven't decided, you wanna help?" She asked

"Sure." Ron said. God, why do things have to be so damn awkward! I should be more interesting and in depth, or she'll get annoyed with me, and she won't want to talk to me anymore. This thought was completely and utterly ridiculous on Ron's part, because Hermione would never just stop talking to him unless he hurt her feelings.

Meanwhile, Hermione was having similar thoughts. Come on, do something! Why has it been so uncomfortable lately? I should just grab his face and kiss him...I'll wait for later on in the summer to do that, though. What if he doesn't return my feelings? Or worse, what if he does? Our friendship will never be the same again. What if Harry and Ginny brake up, and Harry doesn't have anyone because me and Ron are to absorbed in each other? I can't let that happen.

Hermione headed for the freezer, while Ron was busy looking at the microwave. "You can never go wrong with ice cream!" She said, grabbing two spoons, the gallon of chocolate ice cream, whipped cream, and chocolate sauce. She set everything down on the table, and gave Ron his spoon.

"How spontaneous of you. I would have thought you went for something heathier." Ron said as he was sitting down. "Oh, and right out of the container!"

"I know it's like a whole new me!" She said, giggling. "I've changed a lot."

"Just don't change too much."

Ron and Hermione continued they're playful banter, and the thoughts from before vanished. They ate the ice cream until they were full and didn't want anymore.

"Hey, now that we're on this sugar high, do you want to go to the neighborhood pool?" Hermione asked, after cleaning up; she was sitting on the counter, swinging her legs, while Ron stood leaning against the counter opposite Hermione.

"Okay, sound fun!" Ron said, taking her hand to pull her off the counter. He started toward the bedrooms, but Hermione stopped him. "What are you doing?"

"Changing." Ron said, slightly confused

"Oh, I'm not. You can if you want though." She said, looking down at her red short-shorts and black tank top.

"No, I thought you were. Let's just go then." The awkwardness was back.

"I'll race you!" Hermione said, opening the front door. She started to sprint toward the pool.

"Hey! I don't even know where it is, how can I possibly win?" Ron yelled catching up with her.

They ran the rest of the way there, Hermione winning only because Ron let her. They were facing a white gate that was locked. "Hermione, the gate is locked."

"Who cares, I do this all of the time." She pulled herself up and over the gate, and instructed Ron to do the same.

"You're never this wild at school!" Ron said taking off his shirt to get in the pool.

"Yeah, that's because at school I'm always super stressed, and my mind is buzzing with spells and information." Hermione responded

They both went to the side of the pool. Ron took her hand, and they jumped in together. Hermione surfaced the water and looked around. "Where did he g – ?" Ron had just pulled her under! They both broke the surface laughing.

"Not fair!" Hermione yelled

"I didn't know we were playing fair." Ron said flashing his adorable lopsided smile. Hermione stuck out her tongue at this comment. Then, she folded her arms over her chest. They were locked in a staring contest. She stared into his ocean blue eyes and he stared into her chocolate brown ones. She started giggling and then splashed him; their moment was ruined.

"Tag! Your it!" Hermione yelled, then swam to the other end of the pool. Ron swam after her and caught her around the waist. She squealed and started trying to wriggle out of his grip.

Then, they heard a neighbor yell out their window: "Will you kids keep it down!"

Ron looked at Hermione, his arms still around her waist. He let go of her and they both started laughing.

"Shhhh! We have to be quieter. That's one of the old people in the neighborhood that yelled at us." Hermione said, after their laughs subsided.

"Nice old chap, it seems." Ron said sarcastically.

"What time is it?" She had left her watch at home.

"It's 4 AM. Are you tired?" He said

"Not in the least. Do you wanna do something else fun?" She asked

"Yeah I do!" Ron said excitedly. "

Okay, let's go back to my house and change. I wanna show you something." Hermione said, swimming over to the edge of the pool.

"Sounds excellent! Let's go! Ron said animatedly.

They got out of the pool, and dried themselves off. They were walking back to Hermione's house and Ron said something, "So, I'm not aloud in your room. Why?" He's gotten better at flirting.

"Well," Hermione said, starting to blush, "I didn't let Harry in either." That's my excuse for everything. I need to get more creative. "And besides, you don't want to see all the girly things in my room."

"Hmm...I guess that's an adequate answer." He said smiling. All of the sudden Ron had an overcoming urge to grab her hand...and well, we know Ron isn't good at resisting many urges.

Hermione looked down at their interlaced hands. She smiled, This feels absolutely right. When they finally got to Hermione's house, Ron regrettable let go of her hand.

They both went to their respective bedroom and changed. Hermione didn't feel like putting on real clothes, so she put on white shorts with the word Chica written in red on the backside. She changed into another tank top, this time red.

When she came out of her room, Ron was standing there, waiting. "You look nice in red." He said

"Thanks! You ready to go?" She said enthusiastically.

"Yup!" Was his reply.

They walked out of the house and then got in the car. Hermione drove steadily to the outskirts of the city. She drove to a dock. It was a pretty dock, without boats. It was just before daybreak.

Hermione grabbed Ron's hand and ran to the edge of the dick. They sat together watching the sunrise, holding hands. Their legs were hanging off the end of the dock, and their toes would graze the water every so often. (A.N. Could it be anymore romantic!)

When the sun rose, they were both extremely tired. Hermione had dosed off on Ron's shoulder again, and he had to pick her up and bring her to the car. "Hermione. Hermione? Wake up!" Ron started gently and ended with a yell.

Her eyes burst open and she gave a little jump. She looked at Ron, bewildered. Then, it dawned on her. He needed her to drive.

"Sorry, I would have drove, but I don't know how." Ron said sympathetically

"It's okay. Let's go home before we both get to tired to do anything." Hermione said sleepily.

"Okay."

They drove home without talking. Hermione was just concentrating on not falling asleep. When they got back to Hermione's house, Ron was asleep. His head was resting against the window, and apparently, while Hermione was driving, Ron had took her hand and interweaved they're fingers again.

Hermione rested her head on his shoulder. I'll just rest here for a moment. I'll wake him up in a few minutes...

HARRY POTTER

Five hours later (making it 12 noon) Harry was shaking Hermione to wake her.

"What?" She asked groggily

"You and Ron fell asleep in the car. Did you two go out this morning?" Harry asked, helping her out of the car.

"Yeah. We went to the dock to watch the sunrise." Notice how Hermione left out she and Ron's swim in the pool.

"Oh." Harry said, smirking.

"Don't be a prat Harry!" Hermione said walking into the house.

Ginny was sitting in the breakfast nook drinking coffee. "Hey." She said sleepily. She looked as if she had just awoken herself.

"Hi. Did you just get up?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah. We didn't fall asleep until late...I was tired." Ginny responded

"Oh okay. Well, I'm going to go shower. If you guys want food, there is some cereal in the cabinet." The brunette called down the hall.

"Okay!" Harry called back. He had just walked in from waking up Ron.

After Hermione was in the bathroom, Ginny asked Harry "Do you think something happened? Because when I woke Ron up in the car, he seemed kind of different."

"You're right...Something's up." Harry said, taking the milk out of the refrigerator.

HARRY POTTER

Hermione was humming softly to herself while rifling through the bathroom closet. I rifle through closets and cabinets too much. She was looking for her favorite shampoo; John Frieda for Brunettes. She finally found it, and then got in the shower.

While she was shampooing her hair, she thought about what she and Ron did. They were very flirtatious. I like it when he's comfortable with me. It makes me want to tell him how I feel. Hermione rinsed out the shampoo, and then squirted some conditioner in her hands. Maybe at the dance I'll subtly show him how I feel...no, bad idea. He won't return the feelings. He's my best friend. He'll be disgusted with me. Maybe I'll just give up.

HARRY POTTER

Ron was pacing the bedroom. Harry had just woken him up in the car. She fell asleep on me again. I could smell her perfume when I woke up. We haven't seen each other since...this morning. I hope she isn't disgusted with me for holding her hand. Of course she is. I'm a pervert, your not supposed to hit on your best friend. Ron gave an audible sigh of defeat, and stopped pacing. I'm telling her I love her this summer! I have to, or I'll regret it for the rest of my life. Even if she doesn't return the feeling, I have to tell her. She's not just my best friend anymore...she's my dream girl. Ron's thoughts were interrupted by the shower turning on. I'm getting hungry again, I'll go see what Harry and Ginny are doing downstairs...EEK! No I won't, they'll be snogging! Eww! Ever since the end of last year, that's all they've been doing. I'll just stay in here and wait...for something.

Ron walked over to his bedside night stand. He picked up his wand. Hermione had given them back after they got back from the movie store...Ron had kept nagging her until she did. "Wengardium Leviosa!" Ron muttered, making his pillow rise gracefully into the air. He held his wand aloft, directing the pillow to fly around the room. He let the pillow drop lightly back to it's original place on his bed. Ron liked doing magic when it was for fun. In school it was always stressful and difficult. After that he conjured up a goblet of water. He drank it, then vanished it.

HARRY POTTER

Hermione shut the water off. She had her favorite lotion ready in her bedroom, and was just putting on a towel. She opened the door, and who should she find, but Ron standing outside the bathroom.

"Uh...Hi." Hermione said. She felt extremely bare and exposed; she should have put on the bath robe.

"Hi." Ron said

"Did you have fun last night?" Hermione asked

"Yeah, did you?"

"Yeah, I had a blast!"

"So...what are we doing today?" Ron asked curiously.

"Um..." Hermione held the towel up tighter; She was mighty uncomfortable. "I thought we could go to the mall and maybe do stuff there."

"Oh, sounds interesting! What's a mall?" Ron asked, completely aware of how uncomfortable he was making her.

"It's a big building with all sorts of stores in it. There's also an arcade which is a place where there are all kinds of games to play. You'll like it!" Hermione explained. "I thought maybe Ginny and I could shop, and you and Harry could go to the arcade. Then, after that, we could go to this really fancy restaurant my mom and dad used to take me to. What do you think?"

"It sounds brilliant!" Ron said. "I'll go tell Harry and Ginny."

"Okay!" Hermione said, and then rushed into her room.

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