Green

Well green is a pretty easy colour when it comes to Ron. Jealousy is what I'm saying. You know 'Green with envy' and 'The green-eyed monster' all that babble. Yes well, Ron and I have had our fair share of being jealous with each other. With him it's all of his lady fans and of course the old Lavender Brown story, but that's completely different. With me it's a few of my work colleagues and other people in the Ministry and of course Victor Krum, who Ron has totally forgiven even though he didn't do anything wrong.

In the beginning of our relationship I was constantly told by Ginny that he wouldn't ever leave me. Not for anyone. I was very jealous of the attention he got from women, too much attention in my opinion. It boosted his ego a bit much, so much that when he told Fred and George about it, they laughed in his face. They were saying that they were just giving him attention because they couldn't find Harry, and that Neville was next on the list for war heroes. Although I did feel a bit sorry for him when they said that, he did risk his life plenty of times during the final battle.

That doesn't mean he gets away with boasting about his fans. When we first moved in together, dinner discussions were always about what his fans had done that day. Or that some of his old school friends – who all happened to be female – had tried to get in touch with him again. Most of them were in different houses from us, I don't think anyone who was in Gryffindor would even try and get…friendly with Ron. Not whilst I was around anyway.

When our relationship got more serious he didn't talk about them as much, and when we got married he stopped talking about them all together. He does mention the odd one or two who have done something ridiculous to get his attention though. I'll always remember the one about an elderly lady who got on a broom to get his attention, and he did, just not in a good way. He called the security wizards over so they could get her down, he never saw her after that. She's probably in St Mungo's in the bed next to Gildory Lockhart or somewhere. Ron felt quite sorry for her, he does have a good heart, especially when it comes to family, friends and fans.

Ronald has also got an awful temper, as I have explained already. A few of my work colleagues took a fancy to me a few years ago, when Ron and I just got together. They would offer to buy me a butterbeer after work, or take me to the Leaky Cauldron for lunch. I would always turn them down, as I was in a relationship that they didn't know about, and they thought because I had no ring on my finger I was a free agent. I was never tempted as I had loved Ron for almost ten years beforehand and he was the only one fore me.

I never told Ron about my colleagues as I didn't see it as a big thing, because he should've trust me as I trusted him. He would've never known about them either unless Ginny had told him to make a surprise visit one day. She knew all about them and said she wouldn't tell a soul, but she probably told Harry in a moment of passion.

I was just about to explode when Henry – one of my fans – came and sat on my desk. He was probably the best looking of the bunch, not that I rated them or anything. He asked me if I was alright and if I wanted to have lunch with him, but only as friends. I was about to agree when Ron walked in with an angry expression on his face, and it wasn't the about-to-have-an-argument angry face either. It was more like the one he gave Malfoy in our second year after he called me a Mudblood. He looked at me first, then Henry and then back to me. Henry then noticed Ron was standing there. He introduced himself to Ron and when he didn't reply I thought I better respond for him.

"Er Henry this is Ronald Weasley" I said looking between the two of them.

"Oh nice to meet you Ronald…hang on you wouldn't happen to be the Keeper for the Chudley Cannons would you?" Henry looked quite happy as he said this, but unfortunately Ron was too busy giving me an angry look to notice what Henry had said.

"Ron it's very rude not to answer people when they ask you a question," he still didn't reply "Or glare at them." I continued giving him a solid expression in return.

"Yes, I do play for the Chudley Cannons. It pays quite well actually-" he stopped glaring and started gloating. Henry wasn't the sharpest dresser in the department and had second-hand robes. It was very rude of Ron to say that as he didn't have much money a few years ago. Henry didn't look at all.

"Ronald!"

"What love? I didn't think there was a problem in saying I had enough money to take my girlfriend out for a lovely lunch, and buy her a special four month anniversary present."

What was he on about! We made a deal that we would only celebrate our sixth month and one year - and wedding in my head – anniversary. We hadn't even been together for four months and it wasn't even the right date. Henry at this point had gotten quite uncomfortable he actually stood up and was about to leave when he started talking again.

"You never said you were in a relationship Hermione?" Shut up Henry. "Annie told me you were quite enjoying the attention us lot gave you." Oh God…

I couldn't read Ron's expression but I had a feeling he was going to let me know how he felt when Henry left.

"Who's 'us lot'?" Ron asked. Henry was about to answer when I interrupted.

"Henry could you please get that report finished for me and I'm sorry for not being able to join you for that meeting." He left quickly after that. I grabbed my coat and dragged Ron out of the ministry.

"Right, 'us lot' are my male colleagues. They have been asking me if I'd like to have lunch with them, and the reason I didn't tell you about it was because I didn't think it was important."

"Hermione I think I have the right to know if my girlfriend is being asked on dates." Ron's face softened a bit.

"I know you have the right but I thought that you could trust me with my…fans, like I trust you with yours." I was telling the truth I did put a lot of trust into the relationship. He snorted and smiled at me.

"Sorry 'Mione. It's just that you didn't tell me about them, I don't mind." I did my raised eyebrow look "Really I don't!"

I could sense that he had no idea what to do. "Anyway now we're out here, how about we go and get that four month anniversary lunch?"

"You do know I was only joking when I said that. It's even been four months yet and it's not the right date."

He can do that…read my mind that is. It's strange sometimes, we could be in any situation and he knows how to cheer me up or soothe me. He's still a jealous git sometimes though.

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A/N: I'm really surprised and happy with the response this story has had! I apologise for the grammar errors that so many of you pointed out, I was in a bit of a hurry when I typed it. The next two chapters will be from Ron's point of view and the last chapter will be both of their points of view.