Chapter 3: Sleeping together
I don't know Hermione's parents real names. JKR never mentioned them, so I decided that her mother's name is Emma and her father's Walter.
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It was dinnertime and there was a silent tension between Ron and Hermione's mother. During the ride back, she did exactly what Hermione predicted. Ron felt anger grow inside him, seeing how upset Hermione was. He kept his mouth shut though, because he knew that it was only for one day.
Emma Granger had the annoying habit of visiting Hermione once a month and staying at their house. She and her husband Walter, Hermione's father, had moved to Manchester three years ago and Hermione visited them twice a month, but apparently it wasn't enough for her.
What made Ron more upset was that Hermione was so afraid of her mother, that a couple of years ago she begged him to pretend to be her boyfriend. She couldn't stand any more of her mother's snide remarks about her being single and living in the same house with another man.
Hermione was perfect in Ron's eyes. Kind, beautiful, funny, intelligent, and successful at her job and she always treated others with respect and love. However, it wasn't enough for her mother. For her mom, the image was incomplete without a man by her side.
When Hermione told her mother about their new relationship status, she appeared happy for her daughter. She stopped bugging Hermione with potential grooms and she seemed to accept them as a couple.
Of course, Ron, never felt any love from his "mother-in-law." Ron knew that she didn't like him, because she believed that her daughter could find a better suitor than a football player. Ron suspected that the only reason she had accepted her daughter's relationship with him, was that she wanted to have grandchildren soon and that his family was very well off.
"So, Ron, how is work? Have you managed to play this year?" Mrs. Granger asked in a slightly mocking tone.
"Not yet, Mrs. Granger," Ron answered drinking some wine. Alcohol was his best friend when Hermione's mother visited them. He didn't have practice tomorrow, so a few drinks today wouldn't be a problem.
"I'm sorry, Ron. I hope you'll have your chance soon," she said giving him a fake smile.
"He will," Hermione said reaching out for Ron's hand and squeezing it.
"Five years and he's still on the bench, but if you say so," Emma muttered under her breath.
"Did you say something, Mother?" Hermione asked angrily after hearing what her mother said.
"I just said how lovely you two look together," Emma lied.
Hermione forced a smile and then she turned to Ron. She bent slightly and she kissed him on his cheek. They never kissed on the mouth. Little acts of affection like a smile, a kiss on the cheek, a hug, or just walking holding hands were enough to convince everyone in her family about the nature of their relationship.
"Please ignore her. She'll go to sleep soon," she whispered in Ron's ear.
Ron smiled despite his rising anger. Although he really liked Walter and from what Ron could tell, he liked him too, Emma was insufferable and Ron wondered how he could stand her.
Mrs. Granger spoke again. "You know, Hermione, your cousin Sarah is getting married. My sister told me yesterday. The wedding is in seven weeks and you're invited with your fiancé, of course. I have the invitation in my bag. Remind me to give it to you later," she said, but both Ron and Hermione noticed once again a mocking tone in her voice, when she said the word "fiancé".
"Good for Sarah. I hope she's happy," Hermione said truthfully, even though she knew that her mother wanted more.
Ron sighed, because he knew very well what was coming.
"Yes, I hope so too. Brian is a great guy. He owns a gallery. He's very successful at his job," she said and her words were aimed clearly at Ron.
Hermione turned to say something that she knew would cause a fight, but she felt Ron's hand on hers and she stopped. She looked at Ron and she knew that he was thinking the same thing. "It's okay," he muttered.
Hermione relaxed a bit, but she was still angry with her mother. Yes, Ron wasn't rich or very successful at his job like his brothers, but he was kind, funny, and, not to mention, devilishly handsome and he was always there to support her every decision. Ron wasn't her real boyfriend, but if he was, her mother should have been proud and happy that she found a man like him.
Dinner ended soon and Mrs. Granger went to sleep in Hermione's room. When she stayed at the house, Hermione and Ron slept together in Ron's room.
Hermione washed the dishes and Ron turned on the TV to watch the second half of the Chelsea-Wigan match. After she finished, she told Ron to go take a shower and she'd wait for him in his room to give him the massage she promised him.
After the game ended, Ron went for a quick shower and he hurried to his room. He couldn't wait for Hermione to massage him. His back and his neck were killing him, but when he entered his room, he found Hermione asleep.
Great, he thought. He lay down on the right side of his bed trying to sleep when he felt Hermione's hand wrap around his waist. He looked at her sleeping face and he smiled. He caressed her hair and he kissed her forehead. "Sweet dreams, beautiful. You owe me a massage," he whispered and drifted off to sleep, never removing Hermione's hand from his waist.
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