Hidden Moments
Chapter 4 - Chatting & Homework
It had been a terribly long day for Ron and Harry, and after their detentions, they sat exhausted in the common room near the fire. They had been talking when Hermione walked over to them looking smug.
"Had fun then?" Hermione smirked, taking a seat next to Harry.
"Yeah, it's been fantastic!" said Harry sarcastically, getting up and walking over to Neville.
Hermione laughed, took a glance at Ron who hiccoughed at that moment, making Hermione remember the incident that had happened with Malfoy.
"Ron." Hermione said.
"Yeah?" Ron asked, looking at her suspiciously.
"I just wanted to say thankyou."
"What for?" Ron asked, looking confused.
"Over what Malfoy said." Hermione could hear the hurt and anger in her voice, she looked at Ron who was smiling.
"You know more than he does in practically - infact literally - everything to do with magic!" Ron grinned.
"That's the nicest thing you have ever said, Ron!" Hermione giggled, grabbing her book out of her bag.
"Im talking to you!" Ron snapped, eyeing up her book.
"Oh for goodness sake!" Hermione rolled her eyes and put her book down. "What do you want to talk about?"
"I dunno."
Hermione tried to supress a laugh, but couldn't. It was just so typical of Ron to be like that.
"Ok, tell me about Quidditch." Hermione smiled, putting her feet up on the sofa.
"What about it?"
"I don't know, anything!" Hermione huffed, surely it wasn't this hard to have a conversation?
"Er, well-" Ron cleared his throat loudly and did his trade-mark lopsided grin. "You play on broomsticks-"
"I wouldn't have known that Ron." Hermione laughed, but Ron frowned.
"Let's change the subject!" Ron growled. "Tell me about all the Muggle stuff!"
"What would you like to know?" Hermione asked.
"About the Fellytones-"
"Telephones."
"Yeah them." Ron's ears grew steadily red, and his cheeks flushed slightly.
"There used to communicate with people, just like you do with Owl Mail."
"Cool." Ron smiled, but didn't seem to look that impressed.
An uncomfortable silence fell between them, neither knew what to say. It was strange, they never usually acted like this. Only when they were alone, they never really knew what to say, unless Ron needed-
"Hermione, can I read your essay for Potions?" Ron asked polietly.
"No, I've helped you enough!" Hermione snapped.
"Please!"
"No."
"Please!"
"No."
"Please!"
"Fine!"
"Thanks." Ron grinned, taking her homework and scanning it.
"You'll never learn anything if you keep copying my homework." Hermione huffed.
"To them It seems like I've learnt something though, doesn't it?"
"Your such an idiot, Ron." Hermione smiled slightly, punching him softly in the arm.
"Oh you want a fight do you?" Ron stared at her, mischief glinting in his eyes.
"What do you- RON S-STOP-" Ron had jumped on her and began tickling her.
"Oh can I join in?" Harry laughed, pinning down Hermione's arms.
"Get off!" Hermione squealed as Ron started tickling her again, Harry still pinning her arms.
When Ron had finally stopped tickling her, Hermione decided to go to bed.
"See you in the morning, you two." Hermione yawned, making her way to bed, her book in her hand.
"Night." Harry said, lying down on the sofa.
"Hermione-" Ron turned to look at her.
"Yes?"
"Thanks for the homework." Ron grinned, and ducked when Hermione pretended to throw the book at him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, we might have to tickle you again."
"Don't you dare." Hermione growled, turning away, but Ron could have sworn he saw her smiling as she walked away to her dormitory.
