Soooooooooooo it's Harry Potter weekend on ABC Family, and how am I celebrating? With updating this chapter! :)

Warning: It does get a bit steamy ;)

"Hermione?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you awake?"

"What do you think, Ron?"

"Um, yes?"

Hermione rolled over to grin at the red head looking sheepish next to her. She was momentarily surprised to see him lying down next to her, but then remembered what had happened the night before.

Ron had gone to bed on the couch (not before a little snogging, of course) when they had finished their talk well up into one in the morning.

He had just fallen asleep when he heard someone sobbing his name, immediately making his eyes snap open. Ron made his way to Hermione's room to find her sobbing and immediately opened her arms to Ron when she spotted him. He had lied down, held her, and stroked her hair as she sobbed until she could speak.

"The dark wizards," she sobbed. "I-I d-dreamt th-that the d-dark wizards came, a-and they started attacking-and you didn't make it!"

"Shhhh," he whispered, wrapping his arms even tighter around her.

"Don't leave me," she whimpered.

"I wouldn't dream of it," he replied, getting more comfortable in the bed. He kissed her forehead and waited for her to fall asleep before he allowed himself to do the same.

"Hermione?" Ron repeated.

"Yes?" She could feel herself blushing from remembering how nice it felt to be in Ron's arms.

"I wanted to ask you something," he said sheepishly.

"What is it?" she asked, a bit suspicious.

"Um," Ron started nervously, "I was just wondering if you wanted to come and meet my family today?"

Hermione froze.

"Your family?" she gasped. "As in your mum and dad and all of your brothers?"

"It's okay if you don't want to," he quickly said.

"Oh, Ron, I would love to!" she grinned, then frowned. "But won't they mind that I'm just a Muggle?"

Ron laughed. "Of course not. My dad will love you, he's fascinated with Muggles, and my mum wouldn't care either. My brothers are still going to embarass me, whether you're Muggle or witch."

"Well, alright," Hermione said uncertainly. "But I'll have to change clothing."

"What, you're not going to go in these lovely things," he teased, indicating what she was currently wearing.

"No, I'm not," she said. "Oh, but I do have one condition if you want me to come to your home and meet your family."

"What is it?" he asked uncertainly.

"You have to come to my home and meet my parents," she smiled.

"Blimey, Hermione, it's not like we're getting married or anything!" Ron said, panicking. He had never gone to one of his girlfriend's homes to meet her parents, and he was getting nervous just thinking about it.

"Ron," she said stubbornly. "Just because we meet each other's parents doesn't mean that we have to get married, but if I'm meeting you're parents, then I want to show my parents how wonderful you are."

"But Hermione," he complained. "It'll be different if I meet your parents then when you meet mine. If I meet your dad, then I'm going to get the 'speech'."

"Speech?" she repeated. "What are you talked about?"

"You know, the speech!" he said, exasperated. "The "if you hurt me little girl talk", all of that!"

Hermione smirked. "What's the matter?" she teased. "Big bad Auror is afraid of a little talk?"

You'll pay for that," he warned playfully, and before Hermione could do or say anything, Ron grabbed his wand from the bedside table, pointed at Hermione, and cried out "obscuro!"

And for the few seconds where Hermione was frozen with surprise at the fact that a blindfold had just appeared over her eyes, Ron seized her wrists.

"Looks like the big bad Auror knows what he's doing," he grinned, even though Hermione couldn't see it.

"Let me go," Hermione said stubbornly, struggling against Ron's firm grip.

Ron smiled to himself as he pressed himself on top of Hermione's.

"Do you still want me to let you go?" he asked.

Instead of answering, Hermione wrapped her legs around Ron's waist, and leaned her head forward. Knowing what she was searching for, Ron pressed his lips against hers. He could practically feel Hermione sigh with content as he kissed her passionately. Soon, he let go of her wrists so he could wrap his arms around her body and so she could wrap her arms around his neck.

In what felt like a few seconds to Ron, Hermione was pushing her hands against his chest, and with a groan, he removed himself from on top of her to try and regain his breath. He could hear Hermione doing the same.

"If I'm going to meet your parents today," Hermione said, "then I don't want to look like a just finished snogging their youngest son, even if it is true. I need to look presentable."

"They won't mind," Ron said quickly, and went forward to snog Hermione some more, and was happy that for a few seconds Hermione gave in, and with a moan wrapped her arms and legs around him, but all too soon she was pushing against his chest again.

"Ron-don't," she gasped, trying to regain her breath.

"Fine," he grumbled. "Go and do what you want to do while a search for some food."

Hermione grinned and kissed his nose. "Thanks, love."

"Yeah, yeah," he waved his hand at her, getting up from the bed and went to go raid Hermione's kitchen.

Sooooo yeah, this chapter is kinda eh. More interesting is the next ones to come.

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