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Ron&Hermione Pairing 3

Can I try this ?

At Dinner.
About 7 o'clock.

Hermione POV
I groaned and looked at all the food. The red lights from above set a sensual feeling. Harry and Ginny would not stop talking to eachother for the whole of dinner. Neville or Luna either. Viktor hadn't came to see me and Lavender hadn't came to see Ron. It was really just us two and Shamus who wasn't with somebody. Ron stared at his plate and didn't eat anything the whole night. It really got me worried.
" Come on mate. Eat up." Shamus encouraged, wolfing down his food. Ron sighed and shook his head as he took in a breath.
" What's the matter ?" I asked, trying my best to eat with my wrist in a brace. I put my fork down before he spoke.
" Nothing." He lied. I peered my eyes at him from across the table and he copied. I let out a strangled whine.
" Guys? Do I seem a bit... You know... Over weight ?" I said, trying to grab a conversation from Ron.
" No !" He jumped in as soon as I had finished. I looked at him and his face was red. Bright, blushy red. Dumbledore suddenly appeared behind Neville and he tapped his shoulder. He bent over and whispered some words to him. Dumbledore pointed to the entrance doors, then he pointed at our group before patting Nevilles shoulder and walking away. Neville looked at us all. Before I knew it we were carted off in partners to look for a Troll. "Apparently it was let loose from the Dark Forest." Ron, my partner for this troll-hunt said. His hands were forced into his pockets as we walked down the corridors aimlessly.
" What does it even look like ?" I asked, having to look up at him like a skyscraper. He shrugged and mumbled. We were to take the Bathrooms and Common rooms. Great. Another troll in the bathroom (!).
" Ron, I was just wondering, do you, ahem, like me ?" I quizzed, looking at the ground as I Walked with him. I couldn't hear anything from him.
" Do you like me ?" He asked in turn. I just laughed and we turned into the boys bathroom section. We slowly walked.
" I asked you first." I smirked wildly. Ron didn't say anything. He just laughed to himself. He let out a sigh and put his hand on my shoulder, stopping me. He turned me towards him and I was a little bit confused.

He just looked at me with his big brown eyes. He smiled and said nothing, but stammering for words. I nodded anyway and let him continue. His hand went to the back of my neck and he slowly, slowly pressed his lips to mine. I couldn't believe this. I really couldn't. The butterflies in my tummy were back. They'd been gone for a very very long winter. But I wasn't ready. That's the part that killed me. I just wasn't ready. and I knew he wasn't either. I just knew. He pulled from me and laughed quietly.
" I don't think there's anything there." He deflated his chest. "Not anymore." He sighed. I almost cried. I had to go with this.
" It was worth a try, Ron. It really was." I said. I swallowed back the tears and the lump in my throat. I couldn't admit to feeling something. I couldn't after he said he felt nothing. Thankfully, the large, demonic creature appeared, snapping us from eachothers view. Ron withdrew his wand and tried to get words out again.
" Stupify." I whispered. He repeated, causing the Troll to fall defeated. Almost. It struggled to get back up. "And again." I told him. He repeated and thankfully it fell, just twitching.
" Avada Kedavera ?" He cast with confusion. It amazingly worked but we were both in so much damn terror. He tugged at my cardigan and he gestured about running off.
" We can't leave him, Ron." I said, protesting about it. He sighed and threw me over his shoulder before running down the corridor.
" Nobody'll be looking for him, I'm sure. "He said, dropping me off at the Common Room meeting point. I stood in frazzlement.
" My hero !" I laughed with him. He nodded and suddenly hugged me tightly. "Ron, what's the matter ?" I asked kindly. He didn't reply. Just took a deep breath, gave me a tight squeeze and disappeared.

A Couple of days later ;)
8 am.
Luna POV
The straighteners bleeped sharply on the floor infront of the mirror next to the bathroom door. I quickly ran the irons through my hair, finishing it of with a little bit of hairs- Is somebody crying? I looked around a little bit. Harry was listening too as he sorted his tie.
" Can you hear that ?" He muttered, looking at the bathroom door. The alarm went for 8 am and Hermione jolted upright from her bed.
" Why didn't you wake me ? I'm going ot be late now !"She said angrilly and she pulled herself from the bed. Me and Harry looked at eachother and noticed.
"Ron ?" I mouthed, pointing to the bathroom door.
" You didn't bloody wake me- Ron !" She yelled through the bathroom door with her mended arm. " Hurry the bloody-Hell up !" She demanded. Her robe and skirt was tightly in one hand with her shoes, tights, tie and underwear in the other. The door slowly opened up. Ron walked past her with his head down. Things were really awkward between them both in the past few days. Me an dHarry often tried to get them to talk or even look at eachother. Hermione edged past him and closed the door. Locking it quickly. Ron sighed heavily and filled his cheeks with air.
" Ron, are you alright ?" Harry asked at his sniffling friend. He bobbed his head, fixing his tie in the mirror behind me. " Have you been crying ?" Harry asked with a sharp smile.
" No !" Ron overlydefended himself. "I mean 'No'." He muttered in a calm tone. I just nodded and switched the straighteners off.
" Ron's been crying! Ron's been crying!" I whispered in a sing-songy voice.
" I have not !" Ron sighed.

He dropped his arms to the side and Hermione walked out the bathroom. Shoes on. Tights on. Tie on. No shirt on. Bra on (Thank Christ). "Hermione... Shirt. Forgot your shirt." Harry said with his eyes covered. She sighed heavily.
" This is what happens when I don't get up on time." Hermione said. Ron tightly shut his eyes and handed her shirt towards her. He waved it around and she grabbed it. "Woah! Woah! Woah !" Ron said sharply as Hermione took her tie and robe off to put her shirt on.
" What ? It's not new to Luna- She's a girl. Harry's a gentleman and well... It's new to you. Sorry." She laughed. HErmione draped her torso with the shirt, quickly putting the tie and robe back on.
" Well, I... They sure are... HEH !" He said when he cleared his throat at the end. And he had a whole two hours of this in Charms.

Ron POV
In Charms.

I gazed down at my parchment. My blank parchment. Flitwick was slowly handing out our OWL result sheets. Row by row by row. I sighed and went to write,pausing slightly. My eyes scanned over the information booklet for the billionth time in the first 30 minutes. I still couldn't stop thinking about what happened this morning. How I totally lost my coolness infront of her. Stupid Ron! Stupid Ron!
" Mr. Weasley. Very well done!" Flitwick remarked as he passed my paper to me. "I don't think anybody's done this good in a few centuries." he chuckled. I took hold of my paper and grinned at the result. 96%.
" What did you get, 'Mione?" I asked, turning in my seat to face her. She took a breath and looked like she was going to cry.
" 92% !" She said, Her arms automatically crossed on her desk and she rested her head on them.
" Well done !" I complimented, shaking her arm with my free hand. She whinced and looked up at me.
" Ron? Was it you crying this morning? And last night ?" Hermione asked with pity. I twitched my head to the side. "Was it because of Valentines day ?" she smiled. I said nothing and turned back to face the front. "Y-...You felt something !" She loudly stated. "You did !" She said, her hand tugging at my shoulder.
" Miss. Granger. Would you like to finish your conversation outside ?" Flitwick sarcastically said.
" Yes." She stood up to him, actually standing up. "With Ron." Hermione glared. I ssheepishly stood up next to her and walked behind her to go outside.
" Oooo-oooh !" The class said before we walked out.
" Bugger off !" I snapped.

I stood at the stone bench and leaned on the wall with such tiredness. She just paced and her small heels made those clickety clackety noises.
" You felt something !" She said, speeding up her pacing.
" We-" I went to say.
" You let me belive that you felt nothing! I have been pouring my heart out everyight when you've all been sleeping!" She admitted. Hermione turned to me and tears were welling in her eyes. " Everynight! I have been crying about what you said! Everynight I believed what you said !" She said, breaking down slowly. I went to speak again and she shook her head.
" Hermione... I just panicked. I didn't think you felt a connection." I gulped. She wiped a tear away and scuffed her foot.
" Ron. I didn't want to look like a complete fool and say that I felt something after you said you didn't!" She said, beginning to raise her hand to her face more and more.
" So you felt something ?" I smiled triumphantly.
" Yes! Of course I did! I always bloody have!" Hermione said. She didn't even bother to wipe her tears after that.
" So what about Draco and Viktor ?" I asked with my arms tightly crossed and my lips tightly pressed together.
" To make you jealous !" She blurted out. Her face went pink and I held back a smile. "What about your dramatic weight loss and new do and new image ?" She spat back.
" To make you jealous..." I mumbled. She laughed and moved closer to me.
" What ?"
" To make you jealous." I said loudly. Hermione scoffed and shook her head, going back to pacing before me. "Why have you been crying over me ?" I questioned, stopping her, mid-pace. She looked up at me with her big, red puffy eyes and said nothing. I put my hands gently on Hermiones shoulders and shook her slightly.
" I never really thought that the feelings would be so deep. It was different from the time we went out. It was more... Strong and real, Ron." She said without hesitation.

I was slightly taken aback.
" What are you saying ?" I said. Hermione just sighed and pulled from me.
" That I love you, Ron! I really really do!" She wept, sniffing away her pain.
"But ?" I stated at her. She just looked at me and tried to hold back more tears as she spoke this time.
" But I'm not ready for something that could collapse again. I'm just not prepared." Hermione admitted. I slightly dipped my head and shoved one hand into my pocket. The other one smoothed out my chin. We didn't say anything for a while. She just sniffed and sighed. Luckily the bell went and she looked at me.
" I have Divination." Hermione said as she scrambled past me, back into the classroom for her bags and books.
" Funny that. I sit across from you." I smiled sarcastically.
" Ron. Come on. Can you at least say it back? I know you do. You talk in your sleep." She gingerly and quietly said when the halls filled with students.
" I do. I honestly do. But you said yourself..." I sheepishly smiled before being cut off.
" Hey! So you made up ?" Ginny laughed, appearing at my side. Harry came behind her.
" What ?" Hermione questioned. I smiled and shook my head. My blood began to boil.
" Nothing. Nothing." I lied. Hermione nodded and ran ahead to class, meeting up with Viktor a few yards infront of us. It was like a kick in the teeth. All of a sudden he cared! All of a sudden he bloody thought about her!

George POV
" You get him." I started, nudging Fred for a thrid time. He shook his head and quickly grabbed Rons attention just before Divination. Ron abruptly turned and my instincs kicked in. I rushed over to him and grabbed the scruff of his collar.
" George! What the hell ?" He questioned, shivvering like a puppy at my hold. I blinked furiously and looked down the hall at Hermione and Viktor. "George! Please let me go !" He begged. I sighed with a growl and Fred had my back to make sure Snape couldn't see me. " I have to get to class." He begged.
" Let's hurry this along, Georgie." Fred encouraged. I twitched and looked at him behind me.
" Right. You're a Weasley, Ron !" I began. Fred nodded slightly and I looked back at Ron who was still scared but confused. "When you see Krum, what do you feel like?" I asked smiling brightly. I slightly turned my head and looked down the hall again at Krum who was checking Hermione out as she walked into her class. It churned my stomach violently.
" I feel like... Uhhmm... A- I feel like a turtle." He quivvered. I raised my eyebrow and he nodded. " I feel small and powerless and gay and weak and not strong." He pleaded infront of me. I let go of him and shook my head.
" What about when you see 'Mione ?" I asked. HE sighed and weakly smiled.
" Magic." He simply said without hesitation.
" Tell her straight. Don't beat around it. Tonight, before you go to sleep, just sit her down reall gentle and let it all flow." Fred interjected. Ron heavily gulped and his face went white.
" But I- I'm not s- I can't. It's Hermione. I can't talk to her propperly." Ron sighed, going to walk to his class. Fred nudged me and I walked beside him. Ron didn't look at me and Fred held his hand out with one of our trickery sweets.
" Now, we can talk about it now or never." He offered. Ron looked at us both and I nodded.
" You're going to teach me ?" Ron questioned.

We both nodded. I felt really guilty about him missing class.
" And what does this one do ?" Ron asked, looking at the black, liquorice. Fred offered for me to tell him and we got into another arguement. When we stopped and looked at Ron, his face was red and he was sighing.
" Fever." I laughed. "Come on. We'll go to your room." I smiled. We escorted him past the classes and the teeachers. Eventually when we came to his room, Fred rumaged through his drawers and Ron rested on his bed, really not well. I sat on Hermiones floral brown duvet and watched him. Him and Fred.
" Do you really need to look through my drawers ?" Ron asked as Fred slowed with a smirk. "Fred, no !" He warned as Fred dug deeper into his bottom drawer. I grabbed Rons attention and smiled.
" Look, when you're going to talk to her, never look at the ground or bring your nails to your mouth. Women will then know you're scared." I said, slightly easing him. He raised his eyebrow at me. I just replied in turn with a nod. " If you are really freaked out, think of the most disgusting thing ever. It's worked on me a few good times." I quietly chuckled to myself.
" Right. Ron, are you getting more than us ?" Fred asked as he held up the protection. Ron shook his head with no emotion.
" I respect women. That is not mine. I swear it." He said startled. I just nodded and Fred went back to rumaging.
" So you and that little peice haven't... You know ?" Fred asked as he searched deeper. Ron shook his head again at us both. " Not once ?" Fred shouted withhis head in the drawer practically.
" Nope. Not once." He admitted without embarassment. "Well... Almost." He chuckled. Fred stopped searching and sat next to me.
" Really ? She actually let you? YOU ! Ronald Weasley ?" Fred blurted sounding shocked and disorientated. He grasped a black and white picture in his hand. It was modern and It moved :)
" Why do you have that? Put that back!" Ron demanded, going to get out of bed. Fred chuckled ot himself and pursed his lips.
" Kiss me, Ronald!" He mocked, getting up from the bed and holding the picture high above his head. He pranced around repeating his words. Rons face grew redder and I smirked.
" What are you doing ?" Hermione questioned from the door. Fred jolted and stopped dancing. He was right infront of me and he threw the picture back into my lap. Fred winked at Ron and we both left the room, leaving them both alone. We had that picture. The picture Fred mocked.

Hermione POV
"What are you doing back ?" Ron asked with a small smile. I shrugged and rumaged under my bed looking for my Divination book.
" Forgot my information. Why are you not in classs? " I said, grabbing the big, thick book in the middle of my bed. He didn't reply.
" Hermione? Can I talk to you for a bit ?" He smiled as I fixed my hair. I looked at the clock next to my bed and nodded, sitting down across from him. He didn't say anything for a while.
"Ron? I don't have long." I laughed. He just nodded and sighed. HE went to bring his hands to his mouth but stopped.
" Hermione. I have to say something to you." Ron said before taking a long pause. I nodded at him and he eventually spoke. " It's kinda funny actually." He began smiling at me gently. " I think. Infact I know. That my feelings have never stopped. I know you liked me the way I was, however seeing you with Krum just made me angry. Why do you think me and the Twins call him 'dumb Krum' ?" He sniggered. I laughed ,closing my book over. He began to speak again. "Look, I know it's not much, but, I think I'm in love with you. Seeing you with Malfoy and Krum just tore me apart. That's why I changed. That's why I'm thinner and my hair is shorter." He admitted. He looked away from me in embarrasment. The door swung open and Harry darted in. Floods of tears. I stood up and walked over to him, hugging him gently.
" What happened, mate ?" Ron asked when he got to us.