I promised a few people I would update now.
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And thank you for others following, and reviewing. Here we go. A long chapter.
And you've got a big, big heart and you share it with the world,
But they don't share with you.
As soon as Harry and Ron were downstairs they found this time to just rest. They both rested in one of the chairs in the living room, talking about how their Summer has been so far.
Harry told Ron about his newest arguments with the Dursley's. Nothing new, or too surprising. They were always complete gits, so Ron and Harry just made jokes about what happened instead of actually dwelling on it. Ron took the time to explain what he did the whole summer. Absolutely nothing. But Ron didn't dwell on that either. It's not as if he had something to do anyways.
After about an hour, they found themselves in a deep game of wizards chess. It was quiet, except for a few jokes back and forth, until they were met by Ginny, who was smiling rather big. Ron personally found it creepy, and awkward. He wanted to ignore it, but it began bugging him.
"What?! What do you bloody want!?" And with that, he raised his eyes up to see Hermione, her hair tied back and a bit more curly due to the nap she had, arrive behind Ginny.
"See, I told you it wouldn't take him long to freak out." Ginny laughed, turning around and rolling her eyes as Hermione smirked.
"Honestly Ronald, all she was doing was smiling." She smirked, pulling herself up a chair to sit and watch them play. It was Harry's time to move, and he was taking his sweet time, but Ron placed his gaze back onto the board, until he had what he thought was a good answer for her.
"But it was creepy, and there was absolutely nothing to smile about... Therefore she just didn't need to smile." He watched as Hermione shook her head, and Ginny dived onto the couch behind them, stretching her body out as she faced the back of the couch, obviously ready for a nap herself. "Anyways, how was your nap?" He asked, his attention moving back to the board, to make sure Harry wasn't actually accomplishing something and then back at Hermione.
"It was.. rather nice. I fell asleep faster than I usually do." She smiled, her eyes thankful, which he nodded in return. As if he understood her gesture.
"Oh, you're welcome any time you want. Anytime." And then he replaced his sincere smile with a goofy grin.
"Oh you're so rotten." She mumbled, rolling her eyes as she tried to keep the smirk off her feet. After what seemed like 5 minutes of silence, she finally looked over at Harry, and then back at Ron. "Seriously?"
"Yeah..." He mumbled, then looked back at Harry. "Listen, can I just make your move? No matter what you do, I'm gonna check mate you either way." He finally confessed. He wanted Harry to actually believe he had a chance. Because if he defeated him, simple and easy, he wouldn't wanna play as much. So even if Ron had a few check mates a half hour ago, he'd simply let Harry keep going. Plus he felt sorry that Harry wasn't as talented as him at Wizards chess.
"You mean to tell me..." Harry started, his eyes drifting up, and as they met with Ron's, narrowed. "That you knew all along that you were going to check mate me, but you made me sit here like a prat and try and find a way out of it?!"
"Um, yes. That's what I mean to tell you." Harry then grabbed a random piece, slamming it down in front of one of Ron's.
"You aren't supposed to grab the pieces Harry, you know that. They get quite mad. They'd swing at anything." Ron tried telling him, but found it was no use as Ron's queen smashed into Harry's king, without Ron even getting a chance to get to say 'check mate.'
"Oh what a surprise, you win. I'm going to take a shower before dinner. I think I can still feel the ash from the trip over here." Harry never really mastered Floo Powder, and always seemed to get himself covered in soot. And with that he disappeared up the stairs.
"Someones being a git loser." Ron mumbled, taking out his box and stuffing the pieces and chessboard in, he could feel Hermiones eyes on him and quickly turned to look at her.
"You think you'd put that in nicely since it's your treasured game and all..." She smirked, shaking her head. "Oh. I made your bed for you, by the way. After messing it up."
Ron just stared at her. Leave it to Hermione to actually make his bed. It wasn't like he made it everyday. His mother ordered him to make it before they showed up. But he could see Hermione being one of those clean freaks and nodded his head. "Well, thank you. I wouldn't have minded if you hadn't. You are the guest. But do as you please." And with that, he kicked the box of Wizards chess over to the side of the room so it wouldn't be a hazard, and then turned around, seeing Hermione's eyes on him.
He wanted to ask her a question, more than he ever wanted to. But he didn't exactly know how to say it. As his eyes drifted from hers, he glanced around the room, trying to think of how to word it.
"What is it, Ron?" She asked, taking a step closer. She'd known him for to long. She could tell when he was thinking. The look he got on his face, the way he wouldn't make eye contact and he'd get all silent.
Ron took a deep breath, he couldn't just say nothing. She knew him. "When you said, we had all summer. What did you mean?"
And that was the question she was dreading. She honestly didn't really know what she meant. In a way, she did. But it was kind of hard to describe, and it was kind of embarrassing to explain to him. She shrugged softly, not drawing her eyes away from his.
"What did you mean?" He asked again, his voice soft, as if begging her.
"I meant we have plenty of time.. to let whatever happens, happen. No need to rush." And she was hoping she didn't say anything wrong, but when a smile appeared across Ron's face, and he engulfed her in a hug, she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped them around her waist.
He usually wasn't the type to hug. Of course they'd done it before, example, earlier that day. But they didn't a lot. Mostly because Ron acted as if he needed his space or he'd suffocate and die.
He rubbed her back gently before pulling away, placing a soft kiss upon her forehead before smiling.
She felt like she was in a bliss, a complete and utter bliss. She loved when things were like this between them. Though she couldn't really say a moment where things were this good between them. She felt as if he was maturing by the minute, but he was still his same old self as well. Which made her happy.
"Want to.. hang out in my room until Harry gets out of the shower? Cause then I need one, and I'm sure you'll want one..." Of course, it was like Ron to give an excuse as to why they'd be hanging out in his room, but instead of Hermione answering, she placed an arm around his waist, Ron doing the same with her and she pulled him up the stairs with her. He didn't have to ask twice. She found it comforting hanging out with just him.
But what they didn't notice as they walked away, was Ginny turning around, her eyes wide. Plenty of time to let whatever happens, happen. Well. She knew they both fancied each other out of their minds. One thing was for sure, she was gonna make sure it'd happen. And she'd get Harry in on it.
I'm sorry if that wasn't long. I'm slightly tired. But I think it's longer than the rest! Or else I hope.
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