Chapter 4.

Hermione was pulling Harry close behind her, still blushing madly from what they were told by the charms professor. Harry looked at Hermione, "Hermione, what's going on and why are you dragging me?"

Harry then noticed his vision was blurry. He was fearing his eyes were becoming worse. Hermione turned to Harry and then turned and saw an empty classroom and pulled him into it. She let go of his arm and closed the door and put a locking charm on it as well as a silencing charm.

"Hermione, what's going on?" Harry said removing his glasses and rubbing his eyes.

Hermione turned to Harry after collecting her thoughts "Harry, do you know what happens at the end of a marriage ceremony, after the couple leave on their honeymoon?"

Harry wiped his eyes "No, why?"

Hermione sighed "Were soul bonded and the way it stabilises is when ...when." Hermione was blushing very red. Harry looked at Hermione "When what?"

Frustrated Hermione snapped. "Sex, Harry, sex. The bond stabilises when the bonded pair have sex." Harry blushed and looked at Hermione seeing how red she was. "Oh, um well we don't have to rush to that part."

Hermione looked at Harry. "You mean it Harry?"

"Hermione, you and I are bonded. I would never push you into doing anything you are not comfortable with. Not that I would do that even if we weren't bonded." Hermione smiled, not only was Harry ok with being patient, but he respected her. She hugged him "Thank you Harry, thank you so much." Harry put his arm around her and she looked up, seeing he was looking around the room.

"Harry, what are you doing? Put your glasses on."

Harry looked at Hermione seeing her brown eyes clearly. He smiled, "Hermione, I can see you without my glasses." Hermione was stunned, "really? that's amazing!" Harry smiled and he leaned in and kissed her and pulled her in closer by her waist. He looked at her "Do you think it's because of the bond?"

Hermione smiled, "well, it's possible."

Hermione was enjoying being so close to Harry, but she knew they had to get back to Gryffindor Tower. "We better get back before Ron sends a search party."

Harry then became very pale, "Hermione what are we going to do about Ron."

"What about Ron?" Hermione snapped, her eyes then began to tear up. "Well... it's... well he really likes you and-" Harry said nervously before Hermione cut it him off. "Harry, if he likes me he has a really funny of way of showing it. Have you even noticed that you treat me better than he ever did? Do I need to remind you about our first year or the yule ball?"

Harry shook his head, he remembered those nights all too well. Hermione was so sad.

He took her hand ,"come on Mione, let's go back to Gryffindor Tower."

"Harry, why do you call me Mione?" Hermione said smiling.

Harry looked to her and smiled back, "cause I thought it sounded nice, not that there's anything wrong with Hermione."

Hermione smiled, she usually hated nick names, but coming from Harry it was one she did like.

Hermione looked at Harry "Ok, let's go." She pulled out her wand and undid the charms on the door and she and Harry left to return to their dorm.

Once they walked into the dorm, Ron walked over from where they normally played wizards chess. "Harry, Herms what did Dumbledore want?" Ron then noticed how they were holding hands. "Why are you two holding hands?"

Hermione scowled at the nickname, she only had one she preferred and that was definitely not it.

Before either one could speak, Romilda Vane walked up to Harry twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers and smiled at Harry. "Hey, Harry you look different without your glasses, it's a good different."

Hermione watched as Romilda Vane and some of the other girls in Gryffindor gathered around Harry. Hermione squeezed Harry's hand without realising it. Harry looked at Hermione and saw how she was getting upset. Harry turned back to Romilda Vane and said "I'm sorry, but I'm too busy to talk right now." Romilda touched Harry's arm as if looking for muscles. Ginny walked over and Harry looked at her and saw how her school shirt was unbuttoned and he could see the curve of her breasts.

"Back off and leave Harry alone." Ginny said getting in between Romilda and Harry. Romilda glared at Ginny, "why, he doesn't look like he's busy or seeing anyone for that matter."

Harry's eyes went wide, he couldn't explain it but he was suddenly feeling a sense of anger and it was building. Hermione wasn't squeezing his hand any tighter. He looked at Hermione and could tell she was about to snap.

Ginny turned to Harry, "Hi Harry." She gazed at him, looking him over some places longer than others. "Ginny, I'm sorry but I'm rather busy and actually Romilda I-." Hermione took a step forward and she let go of Harry's hand. "As a matter of fact, and this is for all of you fangirls whose mothers read you stories of the boy who lived and filled your heads with the idea that one day Harry Potter would marry you." Hermione said as she looked around the room.

"Allow me to explain, the boy who lived is not real. Yes, Harry survived meeting Voldemort but the hero you're all imagining him to be is not real and is not the Harry Potter you're going to school with. Now get that fact through your heads and as of last night my Harry-." The room erupted with gasps and Hermione looked at Ginny and Romilda both as she emphasized her point. "Yes, my Harry is off limits, he and I are soul bonded."

Ginny looked at Hermione "WHAT!" Ron looked at Harry, his face and ears turning the brightest shade of red. "HOW COULD YOU HARRY? YOU KNOW I LIKED HERMIONE AND YOU STOLE HER FROM ME! SOME BLOODY MATE YOU ARE."

Hermione turned her gaze to Ron and walked up to him with the tip of her wand glowing. "Listen you sorry, ignorant excuse for a swine. And before you ask, your table manners justify the insult. I'm not some trophy trollop for you to lay claim to. I have a mind of my own and you don't get to argue about it because we, as in Harry and I, are soul bonded, you vile vomitous mass. Now, the reason I've been so politely putting up with you is because of Harry being your friend. A word you clearly don't seem to grasp the concept of since you appear to have the emotional range of a teaspoon, you narcissistic toad. You should be happy for us, not jealous! But that's just the sort of blind ignorant garbage I've come to expect from you Ronald Weasley. You have the gall to sit on your arse and not give a tinker's cuss for Harry's feelings. Soul bond or not, I love Harry and I wouldn't go out with you even if you got down on your knees and begged me."

Hermione turned her back to Ron, who was now so angry he raised his hand to strike her. The girls gasped and Ron's hand was stopped. He felt a vice like grip on his wrist and looked to see someone's hand gripping him, a grip that was getting tighter. He looked to see Harry who was now looking beyond angry.

Harry pulled on Ron's arm and the red head was forced back away from Hermione. "Keep your hands off her Ron." Ron in his fury raised his wand and Harry looked at him, "Ron put the wand down." Harry said in a frigid tone, Ron was about to use a curse but before he could, Harry whipped out his wand and sent Ron flying into a wall.

Ron hit the wall with a hard thud and sank to the floor having had the wind knocked out of him.

Harry turned around to face everyone in the common room and they all took a step back. Harry looked at them all, watching for the next one foolish enough to raise a wand. "Nobody will raise a wand to Hermione or they will deal with me."

Harry took Hermione's hand, "Come on, Mione let's go down by the lake." Hermione nodded and they left. No one tried to say anything, let alone stop them. The house of lions remained quiet as Harry and Hermione left.

Fred and George walked into the common room after setting up a new prank for Filtch and his nosey feline, they saw Ron on the floor and were curious to what had happened. Neville told them that Harry and Hermione were soul bonded and about Ron accusing Harry and how Hermione stood up to the fangirls and Ron. He also explained the reason why Ron was laying on the floor.

The twins were happy for Harry and Hermione. Hearing how Ron almost struck a witch and that witch being Hermione no less, brought them to anger. They were taught by their parents never to do so. Bill and Charlie made sure that lesson stuck with Percy and them, unfortunately due to their individual characters Ron didn't learn from them.

Fred and George walked over to Ron, they crossed their arms and looked down at their younger brother, "Bloody foolish Ron, taking on Harry. You deserved what happened."

"We also heard our little brother lost his temper and almost hit a witch."

"Not just any witch brother, but dear Hermione."

"Frightful to think if he had actually succeeded. Hermione would hex him or Harry would tear you apart."

"Pity the poor sod who actually succeeds in hitting Hermione."

"Harry would probably give you a sound thrashing and magic knows we wouldn't stop him."

"Take this as some good advice from your brothers. Don't try that again or we might have to teach you a lesson."

Fred and George let their younger brother off with just a mild hazing. if their oldest brothers were still in school, Ron wouldn't have been so fortunate. Ron got to his feet and struggled back to the boy's dorm.