Hermione and Ron
Harry, Ron and Hermione were in the village of Hogsmeade.
"I am really sorry about this Hermione," said Ron, starring down at his shoe.
"That's okay Ron, I know you meant your best." Hermione had just broken up with her most recent boyfriend, Crabbe.
"Hermione! Wait up!" Crabbe yelled as he ran as fast as his fat little legs could carry him.
She reluctantly stopped and looked back at him. "What do you want?" she asked him curiously.
He caught up to them and replied, "I am sorry about what I did. I really shouldn't have, but I still like you, more than a friend."
"No!" exclaimed Ron, stepping between the two.
"What?" Crabbe replied.
Ron turned to Hermione, "I love you, Hermione." She gasped, Harry gasped and Crabbe gasped. Suddenly, he kissed her. Harry and Crabbe's jaw could not have dropped any lower to the ground.
When it stopped, everyone was surprised. Ron and Hermione were looking deep into each other's eyes. Harry had recovered though was still staring blindly into space. Crabbe's eyes were tearing. Hermione fainted.
"Are you alright Hermione? Hermione!" Ron held her in his arms and hugged her.
"That is weird," said Harry, patting Crabbe on the back.
Ron picked her up. "Come on Harry! To the Hospital Wing."
Hermione woke up a hour later. Ron was standing over her, rubbing her hand. "Hello!" he managed to say.
"What happened?" she asked him as she sat up in her bed.
"Well," Ron started, "I told you I loved you, we kissed and you fainted."
"Oh," Hermione said, "I remember that." She fumbled with the edge of her robe. Crabbe walked inside.
"What do you want?" Hermione asked him angrily. Crabbe was a little taken back.
"Well, since you recovered, I wanted to ask you to be my girlfriend again."
Hermione was shocked, "Doesn't he get the point!?" She thought to herself. "Sorry Crabbe, but I can't because..." She didn't want to hurt his feelings, so she came up with the first excuse that she could think of. "Because I'm am dating Ron."
"What?" Crabbe asked.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, honey," she said, running her fingers through his hair. She kissed him on the check and he blushed a dark shade of red. Crabbe fainted and fell down to the ground. The building shook and some pieces fell from the ceiling.
"Hermione!" Ron yelled, "Take cover!" He took her in his arms and dove under the bed. All the pieces that hit Crabbe just bounced off of his stomach.
It stopped ten minutes later. The room was full of dust floating into the air. Ron and Hermione slowly crept out from beneath the bed. "Thanks," Hermione said gratefully. She kissed him on the cheek.
"Your welcome," Ron replied. "You look a lot better now. Want to go back to the common room?"
"Sure," she answered. He took her hand in his and they walked into the hall, leaving Crabbe unconscious on the ground.
As they were on the way back to the common room, they got lost because they were just staring at each other and not paying attention to where they were going. "I wish that there was some place that Hermione and I could go to spend some time together privately!" Ron thought. Suddenly a door appeared in the wall.
"Let's go in," Ron said excitingly. He opened the door and Hermione walked in. Inside were bean cushions, lit candles, vases with roses in them and a picture of a sunset.
"Wow Ron! This is beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed as she looked around. She sat down on a cushion and Ron followed her. They looked deeply into each other's eyes and smiled. They hugged each other and started to kiss. When they stopped, Hermione put her head down on his shoulder. "How long have you liked me?" Hermione asked Ron as he started to lace his fingers through her hair.
"Ever since the first day that I met you on the train going to Hogwarts in our first year at school together."
She looked up at him. "For really that long?" she asked him.
"Yup," he replied.
"Wow," Hermione responded. "I'm tired."
"I am tired too," he replied with a yawn. They suddenly both fell asleep, right there and then.
Harry was the first to find them two hours later. He had really needed a place to take a shower and knew all about the secrets of the Room of Requirement. He walked past it three times thinking, "I need a place where I can freshen up and take a shower." The door reappeared and he opened it, shocked at what he was looking at.
"Ron! Hermione! What are you doing here?" he yelled. They both woke up with a start. They looked at each other. They were in the middle of a steaming hot bathroom. "What are you doing here?" he repeated, starting to get a little scared.
'N-nothing were w-we R-Ron," she stammered as she stood up.
"Y-yeah," Ron agreed and he headed towards the door. Hermione walked outside and Ron shut the door behind them. Harry started to get ready for his shower.
Ron and Hermione returned quietly to the common room. It was about eight o'clock, so they decided to go to bed, not being very hungry.
"Goodnight," they said to each other.
"Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow?" Ron asked her.
"Sure," she replied and smiled at him. Hermione walked to the girls' dormitories and walked inside. Ron then went to sleep, feeling the happiest he ever felt.
In Hogsmeade the next day, Ron and Hermione walked to Madam's Paddifoot, a small romantic place to get something to drink. Ron and Hermione choice a small table for two and ordered a pot of tea. Ron noticed that Hermione wasn't acting like her usual self. A waitress arrived with their tea, put it on the table and walked away. Ron leaned in to pour the tea into the glass but Hermione reached it first. She poured herself them and then slammed it down on the table..
"Is something wrong Hermione?" he asked her as he poured himself some tea.
Hermione hid her face behind her hands. "I am so sorry Ron," she started, "I really shouldn't be taking this out on you."
"Taking what out on me?" he asked curiously.
Hermione glanced up at him and then back down at the floor. "I have been in a total of six relationships in less than a year," she said nervously. "I don't think I am ready for another one yet."
Ron was shocked. He couldn't believe his ears, though he knew that it was true. He had known all of Hermione's past sweethearts; Professor Snape, Malfoy, Crabbe, Harry, Victor Krum and he himself.
"I understand," he choked.
Hermione got up and walked out the door. Ron watched her walk away into the sunset. He was both disappointed, but maybe he still had a chance in the future.
Author's Note- Yes, I know this was a very weird chapter with plenty of errors in it. Oh well, I couldn't spell or use correct grammar if my life depended on it.
I know that a Harry and Hermione fic wasn't included, but just believe that there was one and continue reading.
Only three more parts left. I would write no flames, but what is the point if I know that my story is that bad. Hopefully some people like it...
Harry, Ron and Hermione were in the village of Hogsmeade.
"I am really sorry about this Hermione," said Ron, starring down at his shoe.
"That's okay Ron, I know you meant your best." Hermione had just broken up with her most recent boyfriend, Crabbe.
"Hermione! Wait up!" Crabbe yelled as he ran as fast as his fat little legs could carry him.
She reluctantly stopped and looked back at him. "What do you want?" she asked him curiously.
He caught up to them and replied, "I am sorry about what I did. I really shouldn't have, but I still like you, more than a friend."
"No!" exclaimed Ron, stepping between the two.
"What?" Crabbe replied.
Ron turned to Hermione, "I love you, Hermione." She gasped, Harry gasped and Crabbe gasped. Suddenly, he kissed her. Harry and Crabbe's jaw could not have dropped any lower to the ground.
When it stopped, everyone was surprised. Ron and Hermione were looking deep into each other's eyes. Harry had recovered though was still staring blindly into space. Crabbe's eyes were tearing. Hermione fainted.
"Are you alright Hermione? Hermione!" Ron held her in his arms and hugged her.
"That is weird," said Harry, patting Crabbe on the back.
Ron picked her up. "Come on Harry! To the Hospital Wing."
Hermione woke up a hour later. Ron was standing over her, rubbing her hand. "Hello!" he managed to say.
"What happened?" she asked him as she sat up in her bed.
"Well," Ron started, "I told you I loved you, we kissed and you fainted."
"Oh," Hermione said, "I remember that." She fumbled with the edge of her robe. Crabbe walked inside.
"What do you want?" Hermione asked him angrily. Crabbe was a little taken back.
"Well, since you recovered, I wanted to ask you to be my girlfriend again."
Hermione was shocked, "Doesn't he get the point!?" She thought to herself. "Sorry Crabbe, but I can't because..." She didn't want to hurt his feelings, so she came up with the first excuse that she could think of. "Because I'm am dating Ron."
"What?" Crabbe asked.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, honey," she said, running her fingers through his hair. She kissed him on the check and he blushed a dark shade of red. Crabbe fainted and fell down to the ground. The building shook and some pieces fell from the ceiling.
"Hermione!" Ron yelled, "Take cover!" He took her in his arms and dove under the bed. All the pieces that hit Crabbe just bounced off of his stomach.
It stopped ten minutes later. The room was full of dust floating into the air. Ron and Hermione slowly crept out from beneath the bed. "Thanks," Hermione said gratefully. She kissed him on the cheek.
"Your welcome," Ron replied. "You look a lot better now. Want to go back to the common room?"
"Sure," she answered. He took her hand in his and they walked into the hall, leaving Crabbe unconscious on the ground.
As they were on the way back to the common room, they got lost because they were just staring at each other and not paying attention to where they were going. "I wish that there was some place that Hermione and I could go to spend some time together privately!" Ron thought. Suddenly a door appeared in the wall.
"Let's go in," Ron said excitingly. He opened the door and Hermione walked in. Inside were bean cushions, lit candles, vases with roses in them and a picture of a sunset.
"Wow Ron! This is beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed as she looked around. She sat down on a cushion and Ron followed her. They looked deeply into each other's eyes and smiled. They hugged each other and started to kiss. When they stopped, Hermione put her head down on his shoulder. "How long have you liked me?" Hermione asked Ron as he started to lace his fingers through her hair.
"Ever since the first day that I met you on the train going to Hogwarts in our first year at school together."
She looked up at him. "For really that long?" she asked him.
"Yup," he replied.
"Wow," Hermione responded. "I'm tired."
"I am tired too," he replied with a yawn. They suddenly both fell asleep, right there and then.
Harry was the first to find them two hours later. He had really needed a place to take a shower and knew all about the secrets of the Room of Requirement. He walked past it three times thinking, "I need a place where I can freshen up and take a shower." The door reappeared and he opened it, shocked at what he was looking at.
"Ron! Hermione! What are you doing here?" he yelled. They both woke up with a start. They looked at each other. They were in the middle of a steaming hot bathroom. "What are you doing here?" he repeated, starting to get a little scared.
'N-nothing were w-we R-Ron," she stammered as she stood up.
"Y-yeah," Ron agreed and he headed towards the door. Hermione walked outside and Ron shut the door behind them. Harry started to get ready for his shower.
Ron and Hermione returned quietly to the common room. It was about eight o'clock, so they decided to go to bed, not being very hungry.
"Goodnight," they said to each other.
"Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow?" Ron asked her.
"Sure," she replied and smiled at him. Hermione walked to the girls' dormitories and walked inside. Ron then went to sleep, feeling the happiest he ever felt.
In Hogsmeade the next day, Ron and Hermione walked to Madam's Paddifoot, a small romantic place to get something to drink. Ron and Hermione choice a small table for two and ordered a pot of tea. Ron noticed that Hermione wasn't acting like her usual self. A waitress arrived with their tea, put it on the table and walked away. Ron leaned in to pour the tea into the glass but Hermione reached it first. She poured herself them and then slammed it down on the table..
"Is something wrong Hermione?" he asked her as he poured himself some tea.
Hermione hid her face behind her hands. "I am so sorry Ron," she started, "I really shouldn't be taking this out on you."
"Taking what out on me?" he asked curiously.
Hermione glanced up at him and then back down at the floor. "I have been in a total of six relationships in less than a year," she said nervously. "I don't think I am ready for another one yet."
Ron was shocked. He couldn't believe his ears, though he knew that it was true. He had known all of Hermione's past sweethearts; Professor Snape, Malfoy, Crabbe, Harry, Victor Krum and he himself.
"I understand," he choked.
Hermione got up and walked out the door. Ron watched her walk away into the sunset. He was both disappointed, but maybe he still had a chance in the future.
Author's Note- Yes, I know this was a very weird chapter with plenty of errors in it. Oh well, I couldn't spell or use correct grammar if my life depended on it.
I know that a Harry and Hermione fic wasn't included, but just believe that there was one and continue reading.
Only three more parts left. I would write no flames, but what is the point if I know that my story is that bad. Hopefully some people like it...