Bloody hell. I should be arrested for story neglect. This is completely awful. I didn't even realize that I was ignoring my story. I've just had so much going on. I promise that I'll try to update more and be a better author(: Oh, and I'm making the rest of the story in POV's. I find them easier to write.
On another note- I re-watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 today... Did anyone else notice how awful the kisses between Harry and Ginny are?;D They are just terrible!
Ron's POV
After I called Neville and Luna over- you know, after being scolded by Hermione as well- they walked over to us. Neville's face was red as a tomato, while Luna's face was placid and it's normal shade.
"H-Hey guys." Neville stuttered.
I held back a chuckle and responded, "What're you two up to? Seems like your having a fun time."
"Ronald!" Hermione hissed at me. I shot her an apologetic look and turned back to Neville and Luna.
"So, do you want to grab dinner with Hermione and I? We were just about to go to Madam Higglebottom's, if you'd like to join us." I offered politely.
"Oh, no. We wouldn't want to intrude,-"
"We'd love to, thanks." Luna chimed over Neville.
"Come along then!" I said brightly and intertwined my fingers with Hermione's. We made small talk as we walked up the hill to the tiny, stone cafe. Once we arrived at the restaurant, I held the door open for everyone and we waited for the hostess at the hostess stand.
"Hello, how many?" The short, brunette asked when she came back to the stand.
"4." Hermione spoke lightly to the girl.
"Very well." She said and grabbed four menus. "Follow me."
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After an awkward and eventful dinner, Hermione and I had a lot of information to digest. First, Neville and Luna were dating. Guess Loony Luna really could get a guy. Not that Neville really counts as a guy... But good for them. Second, they had seen Hermione and I kissing and demanded to know if we were a couple. To be honest, we really hadn't discussed it. Hermione and I both blushed and changed the subject. To our luck, they dropped the subject and didn't bring it up again.
On the walk back to the castle, I casually brought the subject up to Hermione.
"So... What does this make us?" I asked tentatively as we passed through the courtyard.
"I don't know. We fancy each other, went on a date, and kissed... What do you think that makes us?"
"Well, I want it to make you my girlfriend, if that's alright with you..." I trailed off with heat rising to my cheeks. I looked down at Hermione to see her beaming at me, cheeks pink with embarrassment.
"I'd love to be your girlfriend." She said quietly. I smiled down at her and looked around. We were right at the entrance to the Gryffindor tower with no one around. Deciding that this was as good a time as ever, I bent down to kiss her and she met me half way. Our lips moved in-sync and it was perfect... Until this happened:
"STOP SNOGGING IN THE HALLWAY! DO YOU KNOW HOW RUDE THAT IS? HERE I AM, STUCK IN A PAINTING ALL ALONE, AND YOU ARRGOGANT TEENAGERS HAVE THE NERVE TO SNOG RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! HOW RUDE!" The Fat Lady screeched at us from her spot in the painting. Hermione and I broke apart blushing and laughing like mad. We spat out the password between laughs and the door swung open. Hermione and I stumbled into the common room, shaking with laughter. After a few minutes, we both finally calmed down and stared at each other.
"I'm going to head to bed. Goodnight." Hermione said to me. I stood up and gave her a hug. She peeked her head up and we shared one last kiss before she bounded up the stairs and off to bed.
I stayed put where I was for a few moments with a small smile on my face thinking about how lucky I truly was, then Neville broke my trance.
"You really fancy her, don't you?" He asked from his place on the couch.
I smiled a bit wider and responded, "Yeah... I really do."
The end:D
