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This is the third and last chapter for this little story that didn't stay so little.
Hope you enjoy it.
Couples Conflict – Chapter 3 - Resolved
"Ron, I need to talk to you," Hermione said as she walked after Ron who was walking away from her.
"I said to leave me alone Hermione," he said as he continued to walk ahead of her.
"Not until you have heard what I have to say," she answered back. Everyone in the common room looked on as Ron continued to carve a path through the people and the larger objects in the room with Hermione right behind of him.
"Ron, Hermione, can I help?" Harry asked as he stood up from his seat on the couch. He was looking hopeful as he looked at the two of them.
"NO!" they both said to him at the same time. The three paused. Ron then turned and walked off while Hermione looked at Harry.
"Sorry Harry," she said as the turned to follow Ron again.
"Go away Hermione," Ron said without looking back as he walked up the stair well that lead to the boy's dorm. Hermione stopped as she got to the threshold. She gazed into the well lit entrance that got darker the further into it she looked. She listened to Ron's foot falls the further away they got until they stopped all together.
There was no spell stopping her from going into the boy's dorms, but something was stopping her from going after him. Maybe it was all the eyes she felt on her back. It wasn't like she had never been in there before. She knew where his bed was and had even sat on it twice while they talked with Harry.
Maybe this was a good thing, she thought to herself before she turned and walked to the other stair well to go to her room. Hermione was relieved when she saw that her roommates weren't there. She got the book out and started reading over a part that she decided to put into practice first. It was one of a few books from the muggle world that she had ever brought to Hogwarts. The hardest part was getting it past her mother who helped her to pack on her last trip home.
Even though she had it for over a month she hadn't opened it until Ron yelled at her for not doing what she promised. She was going to fix that. She was going to set everything straight.
"Come on Harry. We are going to be late for dinner," Ron called from ahead of me. I finished pulling my sweater over my head when I caught up to him and I was sliding into my robe just as we walked into the eating hall. We walked down the table and the first and most likely, the only seats left were between Hermione and Jacky. Ron quickly took the seat next to him and left me the spot next to Hermione.
"Hi Hermione," I said as I sat down.
"Hi Harry," she said before looking over at Ron. "Hello Ron," she said to his back. He mumbled something in her general direction but I was only able to make out her name. They were still at it, or should I say Ron was still at it.
"So what are you two fighting about now?" I asked to get an answer to the all the avoiding and arguing they have been doing for the past week.
"It's not that I wouldn't like your help Harry, I just don't think you can help us fix this one. It's just between Ron and me this time," she said quietly with a weak smile on her face. She came in really close to tell me this and I saw her brown eyes in her sweet smart face and I wondered, for just a second, if I would date her if she brook up with Ron. Then for some reason I thought of Ginny and Cho and the things I were starting to think about Hermione didn't seem that inviting to me anymore.
"If you change your mind you can still come and ask me, or just talk to me about it," I said as I smiled back at her.
"Thanks Harry," she said before I saw her pull something from her robe. "Can you give this to Ron and make sure he reads it?" she asked as she held up a piece of paper to me.
"Sure," I said as I took it from her. Just then the great doors opened to the hall causing some of us to turn to watch as the professors, lead by Dumbledore, as they marched into the hall.
Halfway through an announcement being made by Filius Flitwick, our Professor of music, I remembered the paper that Hermione gave me for Ron and I reached backwards to gave it to him after hitting his hand to get this attention.
"What's this?" he whispered to me.
"Just read it," I told him before turning back to look like I was listen to what was being said. When I heard him crushing the paper I looked back to see what he had done. He was looking past me and at the back of Hermione's head. She hadn't looked back at all, so I don't know if she knew what happened to her note.
At the end of his speech, Professor Flitwick asked for anyone who hadn't already joined the choir and was interested, to see him after their other classes. For the rest of the week he would be found in his office which was down two halls from the Hufflepuff's dorms.
When the meal appeared the silence between the two of them continued. I don't even think they looked at each other until the meal was over and we were allowed to leave the hall to have an hour of free time before everyone had to be in their houses. I was looking at Ron as he stood and looked past me to Hermione. I followed his gaze and I saw her looking back at him before she spoke to me.
"Night Harry. I may not see you before curfew. I have a few lose ends to tie up," she told me before she walked past both of us without taking to Ron.
We both turned and watched her leave. I watched her until she was not longer in sight and when I turned to Ron to ask him what was on the paper he just walked away. I stood there mentally shifting from one reason to the next about why I should or shouldn't go after him before I actually ran to keep from losing sight of him. I slowed down when I got to the door and looked around the corner to see him turn off of the main hall and into one to his right. I ran to catch up and continued to trail him this way until I saw him go into a room that was three levels, two buildings and seven hallways away from where we started. At first I thought that we ended up in a room over the Gryffindor's quidditch locker. But as I thought of confirming where I had followed him too I heard him talking and placed my ear against the door.
"Hermione," I heard him say in a slightly irritated voice. "Why did you bind my hands?" I heard him ask as I heard a lot of footsteps that stayed mostly in the same place. I believed it to have been him when I heard Hermione's voice come from a different part of the room.
"If I'm going to get through this I don't need you distracting me," she said as I heard her moving across the room.
"Ha! Bloody hell! What do you think you're doing?" I heard him ask in a loud and shock filled voice. Hermione had lowered her voice when she answered him so I only heard two words. "You… want…" This wasn't going to work, I told myself as I started to pull out my wand.
"Amplifius minimum," I said as I waved my wand over the door. I now turned my back to the door and took the book I had in my pocket out and pretended to read while listening to what was being said inside the room.
I drew my eyebrows together as I tried to understand the sounds that were coming from behind me. I didn't really hear any feet moving, but something light was being moved before someone sucked in their breath. I couldn't tell if it was Hermione or Ron.
"Hermione," I heard Ron said breathlessly as I leaned my head back to catch what I thought I was missing. I looked up and down the hallway again. I was really looking for a window or another door that had an opening in it so I could see inside, but I ended up just making sure that no one else was coming towards the room. I looked back into the book without seeing the words as I heard Ron shout "Wicked!"
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I stood with my back to the wall as I leaned against my magically bound hands. My eyes flickered close then open before they started to drift close again as Hermione started to swallow me again. I wasn't aware of saying anything but every now and again I had to swallow to wet my dry throat.
Man this was great. This makes up for all those times she turned me downnn… My eyes started roll back into head as I felt her laced fingers sliding along as her tongue played at the top moving in circles.
I felt the stone of the wall as I pushed my head backwards onto its cold ruff surface. Her hands continued to move back and forth but she sucked me in to just pass the top. I almost thought that I would lose it until I felt the wider part of her tongue brushing over me and that caused my whole body to start shaking.
I'm going to lose it. I felt it.
"Hermione, I'm coming," I said as my whole body tensed then jerked as she swallowed me. She swallowed me, was the last thing I remembered thinking before I sank away into the feeling that reached every part of my body.
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Ha? HA? I shouldn't have followed him, I said in my head as I stood up and away from the door. Poxs! I heard them moving again and ran back down the hallway that I had followed him into just a few minutes before.
The next day at breakfast I wasn't given the chance to sit by Hermione as Ron was already there sitting beside her. Today there weren't any announcements so breakfast started on time. I don't think that Ron ate much since he just looked at Hermione while she ate, until she glared at him that is. He turned red enough to hide most of his freckles before starting to eat what he had placed on his plate.
"Ron," I started to ask him.
"Ya mate," he answered.
"What was on that note that I passed to you yesterday?" I asked him to continue our talk from last night.
"It was nothing," he said after a while. He didn't look at me, but he looked back at Hermione and froze as she licked some yogurt off her spoon.
The End.
Thanks for all the past and future reviews and thank you for reading my little story and also to my beta lyiint.
It was meant to just be that first chapter, but I was asked to continue it, so it got me thinking and I came up with the last two.
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