The Magic Of Ordinary Days

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Cinnamon and Fairy Wheels

Chapter 3

Hermione woke up the next morning as usual, although this morning, she was thinking of the previous nights events. Well I think Ron's first night here went pretty well. But oh my god, I can't believe he caught me singing! Oh well maybe the sight got him… no Hermione! Don't think of it that way! He's your best mate, but then again, the way he looked into my eyes last night… no, it was probably nothing. He's just your best mate, just your best mate… who you just happen to be in love with! Wait! Love? I just admitted I loved him… no I can' t, I don't… do I?

Hermione felt herself get out of bed, and wander down the hallway to the bathroom. She was still wrapped up in her thoughts, and didn't come back into reality until she felt herself smack into something a bit wet, but firm. Then she looked up.

"Ron!" Hermione said suddenly realizing what she had just run into. "Er, umm, good morning."

"Umm yeah," Ron said feverishly, "Er I mean good morning to you too."

"Okay umm, I… I'm going to take a shower." She said pointing awkwardly towards the bathroom.

"Yeah well, I guess I'll see you in a bit then." Ron said uncomfortably scratching his head and headed back towards the guest room.

Hermione just stood there for a moment to process what had just happened. It was an awkward moment for the both of them if there ever was one. Hermione was only wearing a little pair of shorts and a tank top, and Ron, he was only wearing a towel!

Hermione rushed into the bathroom quickly, shut the door. She leaned against it, and slid down until she felt herself hit the cold tile of the bathroom floor. Oh my god! I just ran into Ron and he was practically naked! But oh he smelled so good; that kind of smell that just smell like clean. No cologne just soap and the smell of his aftershave… oh it's so good. But wait! He saw me in this! Why on earth would I have worn my skimpiest pair of pajamas to bead when I knew damn well Ron was here! I was defiantly not thinking last night! But all throughout her shower, she could only think of the sight of Ron in a towel and the way he smelled.

She had showered and got dressed, in just a pair of jeans and a plain light blue halter-top. Because she wasn't still wasn't able to do magic outside of school, she had to tame her wild curls the muggle way. Although when she was done, her hair looked great; her curls were tight and fell naturally a few inches past her shoulders.

Hermione made her way down the stairs, and to her surprise, there was Ron in her kitchen. He was apparently trying to make a pot of coffee with their standard muggle coffee pot. She laughed aloud when she saw him trying to put the coffee beans into the pot and not the filter.

Hermione came up behind him laughing, "Need a little help there?"

"Umm well you see I was just trying to make us some coffee to have this morning," Ron said.

"Okay that sounds good, but here do it like this." Hermione explained as she showed Ron the proper way to make coffee in her coffee pot.

Ron and Hermione sat down at the kitchen table. Hermione couldn't resist thinking about how good Ron looked this morning, fully clothed, not in just a towel. He was wearing kaki shorts with lots of pockets on them, and an emerald green t-shirt that was just tight enough to show his biceps, but giving him breathing room as well. His flaming hair was still a little wet from the shower, but she loved the way his hair fell just that right way to make him look amazing.

"So… first thing that comes to your mind of what muggles do around here, go!" Ron said suddenly, breaking the silence.

"Umm… Umm…" Hermione said with a slight loss for words, something that rarely happened to her, "Movies."

"Movies?"

"Yes, it's a muggle thing." Hermione explained, "You go to the cinema and there are various movies playing. You choose the one you want to see, then you go into a big room with a huge screen and lots of seats."

"Hmmm… okay, lets go to the cinnamon then."

"It's Cinema Ron. Alright, but I was thinking I could give you a tour of the city, I mean there are so many educational places that you've never had the chance to experience," Hemione said briskly, "I mean there's the Art Museum and Bindings, one of my favorite muggle bookstores and Angelo's Ancient Artifacts shop, oh! And I heard there was a plant viewing show at the city square in this weekend."

Hermione spoke rapidly and was slightly out of breath when she finished speaking. She still had the morning's events on her mind, still feeling a bit embarrassed. But, she thought to herself I just have to put this morning behind me, Ron's doing it, why cant I? Come on Hermione you need to grow up a little!

"Whoa there!" Ron said laughing, and remembering what Hermione's father had told him, "'Mione, all of those things sound very beneficial to my education, but come on lets just have fun while I'm here! At least for a few days!"

"Well okay I guess we good go… if you really want to." Hermione said, "I didn't really have anything planned for today, and I haven't gone to the movies in a long time, so I think it'd be fun."

"Yeah, and I haven't been to the movies in… well in ever unless you count the time Mum made me go to the Which Weekly Wonder Theater, but I doubt the actors come out of the screen and start making the audience part of the production! I remember that was the summer when I was about 8 and the man on the stage picked me to be like some sort of animal or something… but that wasn't even the worst bit of it all… he thought I was a girl! Can you believe that? But man if the muggle movies are anything like that no way are you getting me to go! We can go to that tree show or whatever it was!"

"No!" Hermione said laughing, "It's not like that at all!"

Ron, yeah… Hermione thought. He was still her Ron the same goofy red haired boy she met when they were a mere 11 years old… so different then… but then not… in a weird sort of cosmic way the both of them were exactly the same. He wasn't going to change… not her Ron.

"Okay then," Ron said, "But Hermione I'm warning you if anyone comes out of that screen and touches me or makes me act like an animal, you'll never here the end of it."

"Well I think we should walk because the theater is only a few blocks from here and its such a nice day!" Hermione said.

"Sure, whatever you want to do," Ron said in reply.

So they were on the way back to the way things used to be. The way things were when there was no such thing as tension, and wanting. When even though Ron and Hermione knew they had feelings for each other, they were easy to hide. Easy to forget, easy to shove in the back of that closet with all of their other "dirty laundry".

As the two walked up the stairs to the cinema, Ron said, "So what type of movies do they have here?"

But before Hermione could answer he remembered something about muggle theaters his Mum told him once told him. They're where muggles take their girls on dates. And remember always let the girl pick the movie and you pay! Was the reason Hermione suggested the movies because she wanted to be on a date with him? Then the voices of Fred and George popped into his head as well Oh yeah mate muggles do some major snogging in movie theaters 'cause it's dark. Make sure to sit in the back though so the workers don't catch you! No was did Hermione have the intention of snogging him during the movie. Not that he wouldn't mind it…

"Ron, Ron are you listening to me? Hello, Ron?" Hermione was looking him right in the eye.

"What… umm… sorry… I was just spacing off a bit."

"You asked me what movies there were. I don't really know what are the really good ones are that are out. But I remember my Mum saying she wanted to see this one… it's sort of a comedy I think. But I thought you might find it amusing because there's supposed to be 'magic' and 'wizards' and 'fairies'. It's the third one down on the list." Hermione pointed to the large screen hanging from the top of the theater's ceiling.

"Yeah…" Ron said laughing, "This should be interesting."

Ron remembered what his mum, Fred, and George had said to him. He paid for the show, but not without a fair fight from Hermione. The only bad part was when he went to pay he had a little trouble handling muggle money, but he managed. But as part of their little agreement, Hermione paid for the snacks. So there they were Hermione and Ron alone in the dark movie theater…

Don't you know those fairy tales tell a lie… real love in real life doesn't have to be flawless; every little piece of that puzzle doesn't always fit perfectly… love can be rough around the edges and tattered at the seams; but baby if it's good enough for you it's good enough for me.

Hermione and Ron both squinted as they stepped out of the movie theater and into the bright sunlight. They air was sticky and hot. There were small puffs of cloud scattered throughout the sky.

"So what did you think of the muggle cinema?" Hermione said as they began their descent down the concrete stairs of the theater.

"Well that movie," Ron said laughing, "that was bloody insane! I mean come on! Do these damn muggles really think we're like that? And that magic, excuse me, 'abra cadabra'! What the hell is that?"

Hermione and Ron started heading back towards her house. But to be able to show Ron more of the town, they took the long way home.

"Yeah, but did you see, there were lots of people there. So I guess it's kind of hard to explain Ron, but muggles like that sort of thing."

And Hermione was right, muggles did like "that sort of thing" but as their conversation of the movie progressed, the both of them failed to mention anything about all the people that were there… mostly young couples… hand holding, snogging, let-me-pretend-to-yawn-so-I-can-put-my arm-around-you couples. Or the fact that there were quite a few hot and heavy kissing scenes between the main characters, and a few partly nude shots. Embarrassing for the two yes… but they pretended like they never happened.

"Oh my god! What the bloody hell is that?" Ron said stepping back and looking a little scared. He was pointing to a huge metal machine that looked kind of like a spider. "Hermione there's people on that thing! Do you think it's hurting them! Maybe this is the work of You-Know-Who!"

"Oh Ron!" Hermione said just about down on her side laughing.

"Hermione this could be serious! And look there's another one over there! Those muggles are strapped into those metal seats! And that thing just keeps going around and around! The people, the people are screaming"

Hermione had to hold the side of Ron's arm to keep herself from falling over, "Ron, no! We're at a carnival!"

"A what?"

By this time Hermione started to wipe the tears of laughter from her eyes and calmed herself down.

"A carnival Ron, muggles come here to have fun. They usually have one here during June but I totally forgot about it! And those metal things are carnival rides! People are screaming out of happiness Ron, not because they are in danger!"

"Oh," Ron said feeling his ears turn red after hearing Hermione's explanation.

"Ooo Ron, we should stop in! Carnivals are so much fun and I'm guessing you've never been to one before so come on lets go!" And before Ron had the chance to reply, Hermione was dragging him into the entrance.

"Yeah… so what do we do here?" Ron said in a non-enthusiastic monotone. He still felt embarrassed from the little scene he had just made.

"Well, umm wow. I mean we could go on rides, play games, get something to eat…"

"Umm how bout a game then." Ron was getting out of his embarrassment stage a little, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to go on a ride just yet.

"Okay, but Ron just so you know, most carnival games are just a scam for the company to get your money. I mean I've never won one before."

"Well we'll just have to change that then won't we," Ron said with confidence.

Hermione and Ron wondered around the carnival until Ron found the game he wanted to play. With this game you had to throw a large ball into a hoop that was only about and inch bigger than the ball itself, making it almost impossible to win.

"'Mione, this one, I think I'm gonna do this one right here."

"This one?" Hermione said weekly, she knew this game, it was not easy to win but she didn't want to tell Ron he couldn't do it, so she just let it go.

"Alright, gimme one player, one player's all I need, 3 pounds three balls, only takes one ball in to win!" The man working that carnival game looked oddly familiar with his large belly and unclean, unshaven face, but Ron was smiling now and thought nothing of it.

"Yeah, that ball is just about the size of a quaffle and the hoop the goal post." Ron paid the man at the stand and was given three balls to try and throw through the hoop.

Ron stood back at the line with Hermione watching carefully. He got lines up and set, but for some reason, he was taking an awfully long time to put the ball through the hoop. By now a small crowd of people was starting to form to watch this tall ginger haired kid put a ball through a hoop.

Please let him make it, come on Ron you can do it, do it for me Hermione thought. But then like it was nothing Ron put the ball through the hoop, one, two, all three balls right in a row.

The man working the game looked very surprised at this, like no one has ever won his carnival game before. But reluctantly he told Ron to choose whatever prize he wanted.

"'Mione, go ahead and pick whatever you want"

"Ron are you sure, I mean you won the game…"

"Yeah, come on, pick out which ever one you want."

Hermione picked out a foot tall brown bear with a bow the color of Ron's hair, bright reddish orange. The crowd cleared and Hermione, Ron, and the teddy bear walked to look around at the fair.

"See, I told you 'Mione, it was just like throwing a quaffle through a goal post! I knew if I concentrated it would be easy!"

"Yeah you were awesome back there! And I think those little kids really admired you!"

Ron blushed furiously and scratched his head in awkwardness, "They were watching me, was that right?"

"Yeah…" Hermione said softly.

To break the awkward silence that had come over him once again Ron said, "Umm… before, you said there was lots of food here…"

"Oh yes!" Hermione said with relief that one of them had broken the silence, "What do you have a taste for because there is so many types of food here… I mean I know you probably aren't used to them but trust me carnival food is amazing!"

"Oh I dunno, something sweet maybe."

"Mmmm… I know! Cotton candy would be perfect!"

"Cotton?"

"Well it's not really cotton, and it doesn't look or taste like cotton, now that I think of it, it is a foul name for something so sweet."

"Whatever you say Hermione, if you say cotton is good then lets eat cotton!"

Hermione led Ron over to one of the Cotton Candy stands. Ron was in awe at the muggle making it. She took a cone-ish stick and swirled it around in this large metal tub that rotated. The cotton candy looked like a pink cloud on a stick!

"Ok Ron you taste it first and tell me what you think," Hermione laughed as she took a bit of the cotton candy off the stick and gently put it in Ron's mouth.

Did he think I was being too flirty when I just did that… I kind of hope so… but then maybe not… I am so confused with these stupid feelings I am having for Ron. Remember Hermione he's just your best mate… just your best mate. I really have no idea. Should I be happy because we're friends, or sad because that's all we'll ever be? Hermione jumped when she heard the strange sound of Ron's voice, his mouth full.

"Owh Merlwin Hermwione, this stulf is amazwwing!" Ron swallowed. "It's like nothing I've ever tasted before! It's in your mouth and you get this blast of sugary taste, but then when you suck on it, the cotton shrivels up really quick and melts in your mouth!"

Ron continued to devour the cotton candy when Hermione spoke, "Okay Ron well you've played the games and eaten the food, so how about a ride next."

Ron stopped chewing immediately and gulped the remainder of the cotton candy he had in his mouth.

"Ride?" Ron said nervously, "Are you sure cause I don't want you to get hurt by the fairies or anything, I mean remember in Hagrid's class fairies can be really dangerous."

"Nice try Ron but come on, its Ferris not fairy wheel! The sun is setting anyway, and we don't want to be walking home too late, so how about just one, and an easy one at that."

"Alright, but I'm only doing this for you 'Mione."

After buying tickets for the Ferris wheel, Hermione led Ron to where you had to wait in line.

"So this is an easy one don't be frightened Ron," Hermione said with her lip shaking.

The sun was setting and she was still only in her jeans and a halter-top. Ron unlike her was the smart one for once and grabbed a hoodie before leaving for the cinema. But oh how she wished Ron would take his warm strong arms and put them around her like the other couples around them were doing.

"I'm not," Ron said without much assertion in his voice, "But Hermione, you're freezing, take this," And with that Ron took off the black hoodie he was wearing and gave it to Hermione.

See Ron thought to himself, Mum, Fred and George think I don't know how to treat the girls I like… love… wait love did I just admit I love Hermione, yup well if I can say it to myself, maybe I can say it to her… but I need to think of a good way… something different…

"Thanks," Hermione said looking away so as he would not see her blush.

Oh Ron's hoodie is so nice and warm, and it smells like him too. That was such a sweet thing for him to do. I knew he knew how to treat girls…or was it just a common curtsy, yeah that must have been it. Ron's just that nice guy; I bet he would have given Harry or Ginny his hoodie if they were cold too.

Ron and Hermione came to the front of the line and gave the ride's operator their tickets. They sat down in the car with the bear in between them and the operator buckled them in. With the sun setting right in front of them, there was not a cloud in the sky in the city of London. And with that the ride began circling again and there it was silent between the two of them other than the rock music blaring from one of the more audacious rides.

"See Ron I told you this wouldn't be bad at all." Hermione said

"Mmm…mmm."

"Okay if you look over there you can see the Art Museum and over to your right is Bindings, my favorite muggle bookstore I was telling you about and Angelo's Ancient Artifacts shop is over there next door to Bindings."

"Mmm…mmm."

The Farris wheel kept going around. This is gorgeous, we're alone, but then again aren't we always this summer, maybe I should just go for it and tell him. Tell him you love him, just say it, Ron I love you.

"Ron I… Ron, are you okay Ron?"

Ron's face was a sickly greenish color. He nodded a weak yes in response.

"No Ron talk to me, tell me the truth, do you not feel well?"

But before she could get the answer to her question, She heard Ron gag, put his head over the side of Ferris wheel and vomit. There went his lunch, the popcorn from the movie, and the cotton candy he enjoyed so much. Girls screamed and ran out of view of the ride.

"Oh Ron," Hermione said as she covered her mouth in surprise. "I'm so sorry, I didn't think you would get sick from the Ferris wheel. Ron come on they're stopping the ride, lets get you home."

The ride operator stopped the ride, and gave Hermione a pitiful look that said 'you picked a wuss for a boyfriend, he cant even stomach the Ferris wheel'. Hermione ignored the man put her arm around Ron and led him over and out of the carnival.

"Sorry Hermione," Ron said while wiping a little vomit from his chin.

"Don't even worry about it baby, it's my fault you didn't want to go on the ride in the first place, lets go home."

"That sounds good to me," Ron said with a tone of relief.

So Hermione and Ron walked back to Hermione's house, Hermione taking the shortest route possible. They walked in complete silence. Ron feeling embarrassed for the second or third time that day, he'd lost count. He puked front of Hermione, and the rest of the carnival, and Hermione was just thinking of the nights events.

Hermione why are you so stupid, Ron told you he didn't want to go on any rides, next time I better listen to him and not push him to do anything just for me. She replayed the Ferris wheel scene over again in her head. He was just fine wasn't he, then bam! He gets sick. Well I tried to comfort him the best way I could, I put my arm around him… I mean that's what I would want someone to do to me if I got sick like that. Then I even said 'don't even worry about it baby…' wait oh my god I called Ron baby… why? I can't believe I did that… I called Ron baby… not that I wouldn't want to be able to do that more often…

They came up to Hermione's porch; it was about nine o'clock with darkness upon them. Hermione unlocked the door and they both entered the dark house. Hermione flipped on the lights and flopped down on the couch.

"Umm Hermione, if you don't mind I'm going to bed. I feel better, but I think I just need to lay down for a while."

"Okay Ron, and again I'm sorry for making you go on the Ferris wheel, and I really hope you feel better. If you need anything, anything at all, just let me know."

"Thanks I will, G'night"

"Goodnight Ron."

Hermione sat and flipped through the channels for a little while before turning off the television and wondering upstairs. She noticed the light in the spare bedroom was still on so she peeked in and saw Ron sound asleep with the blankets thrown oddly all over the place. She tiptoed in and carefully put the blankets back on Ron since there was a breeze coming in through the window.

She gently kissed him on the cheek and said in a quick whisper, "love you Ron."

So with that she turned off the light and climbed into her bed. She didn't even bother to change. She fell asleep in her jeans and Ron's hoodie.

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