I just kissed Hermione Granger! I told her I liked her, and she kissed me, then she told me she loves me, and I love her back! Last night was the best night of my life! Not only does she not hate me, not only is she my girlfriend, but she loves me! She loves me! Not only that, but I know it's true because she said it first, and after what happened with Weasley I'm pretty sure she wouldn't say it if she didn't mean it.
I'm about to get out of bed, I hope she's not up yet, I want to go into her room and wake her up. I'm getting out of bed. She's not up, she's still asleep, I almost don't want to wake her, I want to watch her sleep, but I will wake her. "Good morning." she says as I gently kiss her forehead. We go out to the dining room and have breakfast. There's a ring on the doorbell. Hermione answers it, I follow.
It's Weasley. He sees her at the door in her pajamas "So I go to your house to apologise, only to find out that you stayed the night at a friend's house, and you came here? Isn't this Malfoy's house?" Hermione glares at him "I didn't stay at a friend's place last night." he rolls his eyes "I stayed the night at my boyfriend's house." he looks furious "You're not!" he yells and lunges at me, but Hermione jumps in front of me so I won't get hurt "You're not going to hurt him!" she yells "Well not with you in front of him I'm not!" Hermione clings onto my hands tightly "Well then I guess I'll hold onto him forever. Ron, please, I love him." Ron's eyes widen and he looks from me to Hermione and back "Please." says Hermione. Ron storms out of the house.
What am I supposed to do? Or say? Hermione looks at me, her eyes start to tear up. I let go of her hands and kiss her forehead "Go." she kisses me gently on the nose and runs out the door to follow Weasley. I wish I still hated her. Then Weasley would be apologising to her right now, they'd be making up, then they would get back together. I don't want them to get back together now, but if I still hated her I wouldn't care. Then there wouldn't be all this confusion. She wouldn't be sad right now. I'd feel better if I knew she wasn't sad.
A few minutes later, after I made her bed and neatened it up a little, like room service at a hotel, she comes storming in the door. I walk out to the living room and she slumps onto the couch "I hate him!" she yells. Slowly, I walk over to her and sit beside her "He's disgusting! I can't believe him!" she continues. She seems to be talking more to herself than to me "What's wrong? What did he do? Just a few minutes ago you didn't want him to go, what changed?" I ask, trying to calm her down "He tried to kiss me! He saw me coming after him and disapparated, but I managed to grab onto him, so I came with him. When we got to The Burrow, he pulled me into the garden and tried to kiss me! I pushed him off, but he ran after me. So I disapparated and he came with me, so I came in here. He might still be out there." I listen to her and try to take it all in.
"Can you go out and see if he's still there?" Hermione asks me timidly "Sure, but what would you like me to do if he's still there?" she closes her eyes, "Anything you like." I nod and walk outside. He's still there. He smirks at me, but I ignore it. I walk up to him "What do you think you're doing? You tried to kiss Hermione? Do you know what she's doing in there?" I yell, surprised at my own fury "Packing?" smirks Weasley, looking proud of himself. I try to stop myself from hitting him "She's crying. She hates you. Do you think you can come to my house, make my girlfriend cry and have me just watch from the sidelines?" He looks taken aback "Crying?" I nod and he runs past me and tries to go in.
Hermione jumps up, wiping her eyes quickly "What are you doing here? Get out! I thought you had gone!" He rolls his eyes and walks in "What's wrong?" he says, not so much a question, as a statement "What's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong, Ronald Weasley! You love yourself so much you thought you could kiss me and I'd… what, enjoy it? Is that what you thought? That I'd leave Draco and fall in love with you all over again? You're an idiot, Weasley and you can quote me on that! Just leave!" she screams and falls back down on the couch. I run over to her, put my arm around her and kiss her head.
I can't believe he still isn't getting the message. He's still here and he thinks that's ok? "Don't you see that you're not wanted here? Don't you see that Hermione and I both want you to leave? It's not your house and surely you have someone else to harass!" Weasley looks at Hermione's teary face and then looks back at me "Fine, but it's not her house either, why isn't she leaving?" Hermione stands "I'll leave, but I'm not going with you, Weasley!" he looks shocked, hurt even.
"You don't have to leave, Hermione. It is your house… partly at least." Weasley looks a little confused "You bought a house together?" I sigh silently "No she found it for me, fixed it up, and helped me furnish it." Hermione smiles and sits back down, smirking at Weasley. He leaves and slams the door behind him.
Hermione reaches her arms out to me and I sit beside her and hug her. Then she stops and quickly pulls away, I look at her as if I've done something wrong, but she leans in again and presses her lips against mine. I wrap my arms around her waist and let my hands move over her back. She pulls herself up onto my lap and wraps her legs around my waist, her right hand in my hair and her left hand slowly grazes my thigh, back and forth. I lean forward and my chest presses up against hers, making her lye on her back on the sofa. I pull my head away and start kissing her neck, she stretches her neck back and pulls me in closer to her body, clutching me tight. I take my hands away from her back and start pulling at her jumper.
She lets go of me suddenly, looking at me like I've done something dreadful "What are you doing?" I pause, trying to sound like I'm not worried "What?" she straightens up her jumper "Undressing me? I'm sorry, I'm not ready for that kind of thing." I suddenly understand what she means "Oh, right. I'm sorry I didn't know, I mean-" she cuts me off "It's ok, I just… y'know. I'd rather wait until I'm married…" I take her hands gently "I understand." I say, smiling "Thank you. Um, just out of interest have you…" I pause, shocked "No, no. I haven't ever been in love. That's what I was waiting for…" She smiles and starts kissing me again.
