A week of muggle fun
Chapter seven – Randomness
As they drove home from the store they were both singing out loud to 'Take a ride with me'.
None of them knew the words, even thought Hermione knew a few of them.
As the song ended, they were both laughing hysterically.
"This music is a lot better than that stuff mom makes us listen to during Christmas!" Ron exclaimed.
"So much," Hermione agreed as they pulled into her driveway.
They got out of the car and brought the groceries into the kitchen.
Hermione began to pack out the groceries and put it in the fridge or in the shelves. Ron watched her as she did it and his face once again broke into a lopsided grin. Hermione turned around and faced him.
"What?" she eyed him up.
"I was just thinking about my gorges and smart and weird girlfriend." He walked up to her and put his arms around her waist.
"Oh, so I'm the weird now?" She kissed his cheek.
"Well, a bit, but in a good way," he told her with a smile. "It's a part of what makes you the brilliant witch you are." He gave her a peek on the mouth.
"You know what? This brilliant witch wants to take a swim in the pool," she told him before she raced up the stairs.
Ron raced after her, but entered the guest bedroom to change instead of following her into her room.
He changed and walked downstairs and out a glass door in the living room that led out to the pool in the back yard.
A minute later Hermione came out the same door with two towels in her arms.
Ron's mouth shaped an O as he saw her.
She was wearing a white bikini with a colourful pattern.
"What?" she eyed him suspiciously.
Ron took a step closer to her, making their noses almost touch. "I've never thought of you as a bikini girl, you've always seemed like a bathing suit girl," he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I guess I could go change," she teased him.
"Not anymore," Ron told her as he picked her up and jumped into the pool with her in his arms.
Hermione was giggling when she came up from the water and when Ron came up some seconds later he looked confused. He would have guessed she'd be furious.
"You could've just asked me to keep the bikini on you know?" she slung her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Oh, so if I hadn't done it you would swim without it?" he asked her in a suggestive voice when they parted.
"I guess you would have like that" she teased. "But unfortunately I've got a thing called neighbours."
"That's what you've got magic for," Ron said to her before he kissed her again.
"What if I'd rather want to take a swim?"
"Then you're just mean," he told her with a fake pout.
"I guess I'm mean then," Hermione said with a wink as she released herself from his arms and made her way to the other edge of the pool by swimming.
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Hermione put the bowl of popcorn on the table as she sat down in the sofa.
She had just put on a movie, she was forcing Ron to watch Grease with her.
She really loved the movie, she had since she watched it the first time as a little girl. Sure, when she saw it the first time she didn't really understand the entire story, but she had continued to watch it and every holiday she spent at her own home she would watch it at last once.
She sat down between Ron's legs and rested her head on his chest as the movie began.
As Ron watched the movie he found that he like it, a lot more than he would've thought. When Hermione had told him what a musical was he was sceptical, but he found he rather liked it. Thought he didn't understand all of the muggle things in it.
As the movie ended Ron stretched and gave a yawn.
"Looks like you should head to bed," Hermione said in a mock voice, showing Ron how irritating it was when he told her to go to bed.
"Yeah, looks like it," he answered. He made Hermione get up before he got up himself.
As Hermione was on her way to sit down again Ron picked her up by her waist and slung her over his shoulder.
"Not yet, but you're going with me," he told her.
He walked up the stairs and into the bathroom before he put her down. He knew she would never agree to going to bed without brushing her teeth.
"Why thank you for carrying me, you know I'm not paraplegic, right?"
"What?" Ron asked her, not knowing what the term meant.
"It means that I can't feel or use my legs," she told him in her know-it-all voice. "It's a muggle term."
"You know, I love having a girlfriend that knows almost everything," he teased her.
Hermione giggled and gave him a kiss.
When they were about to part Hermione didn't let Ron go.
"I need to take a shower," she told him with a shy smile.
"I'll go to bed then," he told her before he gave her a brief kiss and took a step away from her.
"There's room for two people in the shower," she told him in a whisper as she blushed.
Ron stopped dead in his track. Had his prim proper Hermione just suggested what he thought she suggested?
Hermione began to take of her sweatshirt and he walked over to her again. "You sure?" he looked into her chocolate eyes.
She gave him a small nod as she grabbed a hold of the brim on his t-shirt and helped him take it off.
A/N: Okay, so I have tried writing lemon several times over the months now... Didn't work out to well :/ Sorry for leaving you guys for so long, but I'm on vacation now, so I have plenty of time! I promise to update at least one more story before Sunday.
