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Chapter four

Making her see...some more

The bell rang concluding the lesson as Lavender and Parvati gathered up their belongings. Parvati watched as the trio headed out of the classroom. "Hurry up," she motioned to Lavender and headed out the door. "Now remember our plan. And make sure she's watching. We've gotten to her, I know it. Now all we have to do is make sure to remind her."

Lavender nodded her head and cleared her throat. "Oh Ron," she called leaning against the wall. She saw him turn to her and the curious look on Hermione's face when she also turned and looked. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

The two girls watched as he shrugged his shoulders at Harry and started to head in their direction when he was stopped by Hermione. She hissed something to him and he jerked his hand away. "What's it to you," they heard him say as he left her standing with her mouth open and continued walking to where the two girls stood. "What's up?" he asked as he approached Lavender.

She immediately put her hand on his arm and started rubbing it up and down. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hermione's eyes grow wide and storm off down the corridor. She turned her attention back to Ron and giggled softly, "Well, I was hoping that you wouldn't mind giving me a couple more tutoring sessions...you know...helping me with Charms since you're so good at it," she cooed to him. She saw a doubtful look cross his face and spoke quickly. "I mean...only if you have time...I mean...I know Hermione takes up most of it."

Ron's eyes narrowed slightly at the mention of Hermione's name and said without really thinking it through. "Sure I'll help you Lavender," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. What he wasn't prepared for was for Lavender to throw herself on him giggling furiously and then was even more surprised when she planted a quick one right on his lips.

Lavender pulled back and composed herself as she glanced over to a giggling Parvati and cleared her throat. "Thanks Ron," she said trying hard to keep from blushing. "How about tonight after dinner in the Common room?"

Ron's mouth was slightly open with a startled look on his face as he searched for an answer. His mouth opened and closed like a fish searching for breath until he finally found his voice. "Um ... yeah ... okay," he stuttered turning around and headed down the hall wondering what the hell just happened.

Parvati watched Ron walk down the hall and disappear around the corner before she spoke. "What the hell was that?" she asked a blushing Lavender.

Lavender shrugged her shoulders guiltily. "I didn't mean to," she said trying to explain herself. "It just sort of happened. I'm sorry." Her eyes went wide when she realized something. "Please, don't tell Hermione. She'll kill me if she knew I kissed him."

"Nevermind that," Parvati said waving her hand. "It was perfect. Harry saw. Maybe he will tell her. Shhh...don't worry. She won't do anything to you. She's a prefect. Maybe this will be the thing that makes her admit it. Come on. We have History of Magic next."

"Well, whoopie," Lavender said sarcastically. They walked down the hall to their next class.

Hermione stormed into the History of Magic classroom and threw her bookbag on the table in fury. What the hell did they think they were doing? Hermione knew better. She was onto them. She knew they were only doing this to get her to admit her feelings toward Ron. But it wasn't going to work. If she was going to admit them, it would be on her terms, not theirs. However, she couldn't help her feelings when she saw Lavender put her bony hand on Ron's arm. Stop that, she told herself. Just focus on what's important. Yeah, like Ron's hard body on yo-. No. Schoolwork, yes. Just look at the board and concentrate on Professor Binns floating above the desk. The desk...the desk that Ron lifted me up on and...No..., she mentally screamed at herself. She took out her textbook and proceeded to read when Harry sat down next to her with a look of bewilderment.

"What's up with you?" Hermione asked still looking at her textbook. When she didn't get an answer, she looked up at Harry who was still sitting there with the same look. "Harry?"

"Huh?" he asked blinking a couple of times as if to clear his head.

"I said-," but she didn't get to finish because Ron suddenly pulled up a chair next to her with a very confused look. Apparently, through all the confusion, he forgot he was still mad at her and sat next to her without realizing it.

Harry watched Ron with an amused look and fought not to laugh out loud at the shocked look on Hermione's face. "You okay Ron?" Harry asked trying to look concerned.

"Huh?" he asked looking at Harry and then blushed bright red when Lavender and Parvati passed by while Lavender flashed her brilliant smile at him. "Oh, uh yeah. Fine, fine."

Hermione glared at the two girls as they sat a couple rows in front of them. She then cast her glare toward the bumbling idiot sitting next to her. She didn't even want to think about what happened in the hall after she stormed off.

"What?" Ron asked when Hermione gave him an accusing stare. "Why are you staring at me like that? I didn't do anything." His eyebrows furrowed when he noticed where he was sitting. "And why are you sitting next to me? I thought you said you didn't want me butting into your life anymore."

"In case you didn't notice Ron," she said emphasizing his name. "Not that you notice much with that thick head of yours. But you sat down next to me. And if you don't mind, why don't you mimick your actions from our last class and go sit somewhere else? Perhaps by your new little girlfriend Lavender."

Ron's eyes grew wide at her words and then narrowed. "Well, I might just do that," he spat at her as he stood to leave.

"Sit down Mr. Weasley," Professor Binns barked as he hovered over his desk. "Class has started. Now-."

Professor Binns started his lesson as Hermione and Ron sat there glaring at each other. Ron scooted his chair away from her and Hermione rolled her eyes at his childish behavior. Harry looked on with faint interest and then shook his head and tried to seem interested in what the Professor was saying. Ron and Hermione shared some last glances of annoyance and then focused or in Ron's case tried to focus on the lesson.

After about twenty minutes, Ron was forcing himself to stay awake and eventually brought out a piece of parchment and attempted to actually write notes. He didn't realize that in between his attempts to stay awake, his chair had somehow managed to close the distance with Hermione's. Not able to concentrate while he was sitting so close to her, Hermione began to observe him as he sat there bored out of his mind. She watched him carefully out of the corner of her eye all the while continuing to take notes. She was glad for once that she could multi-task. He sat there twirling his quill and occasionally placed it to the parchment pretending to take notes but failing miserably when all that came out was lines that didn't remotely look like letters. Unconsciously, he started drumming his fingers on the desk. She watched his freckled hand move up and down. Her gaze traveled up his arm wondering just what exactly he had hidden under that white shirt. She could faintly make out his muscles straining against his shirt as he suddenly ran a hand through his beautiful red hair and sighed, making those beautiful pink lips of his in a small pout. Oh how she wished she could taste them just once and she would die a happy girl. She was forced out of her small daydream when he took his quill and put it towards his parchment and started writing something. Hermione strained to see what it was. CHUDLEY CANNONS. Oh honestly, she thought shaking her head.

Trying to refocus on the lesson once again, she began to wonder just how she herself managed to stay awake. Most of what Professor Binns was saying, she already knew and after another ten minutes, she had to strain to keep her eyes open. Those dreams were not helping her at night. She leaned her cheek against her left hand lazily taking notes and also to get a look at Ron as she took them. She was surprised to find him writing what looked like sentences and then looked at him and her eyes grew wide. He was staring straight at her with a small smile on his face. She straightened herself up quickly and tried not to look caught. She chanced a look at him and found him staring at his parchment and then he turned to her and smiled that same smile again. His gaze was so intense, she couldn't look away. He leaned in and whispered to her as he stared in her eyes, "Do you ever have fantasies Hermione?"

A/N: I know it's small, but I thought you guys might want something and I thought this was a good cliffhanger to leave you with. Don't worry, I have more written but that might take awhile too. Bet you guys can't wait huh? I am too evil. Anyway, you know the drill. Once I get more reviews, I'll write more. And by all means, please write suggestions. You guys give me ideas because God knows I really need them.