Right then my dear readers, as promise I am updating this today so that I don't keep you in suspense. See? Aren't I nice?
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, we had been told what was written on the parchment. So we don't need to rewrite that… just kidding!
Here we go!
Enjoy
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Putting his hand into the left hand pocket of his robes he pulled out the piece of parchment she had left him with.
Opening it he stared at the few sentences in amazement, unable to react.
The series of enchanted words, which currently rooted him firmly to the spot, read as follows.
'You're my best friend but I can't stop thinking about you. I think I'm falling for you.'
Never before had such a small amount of words affected someone in such a great way. Ron could feel his heart doing somersaults inside his ribcage, a smile spread rapidly across his face and he almost yelled out with joy. These were the words he had been waiting for so long to have confirmed by Hermione, and here they were as plain as day written in black and white.
He looked around him frantically. Of course she wasn't there! She had left once she had given him the note. He was finding it difficult to think straight, all he could think was that he had no idea why he was still standing inside a store cupboard. It wasn't until he gained a significantly sharp blow to the back of the head as he jumped back in happiness and collided with a shelf that he realised that he should have been going after Hermione by now.
With this thought Ron opened the door and looked out into the hallway. Looking either way he was quite disappointed to find that she hadn't been waiting for him. He had been expecting her to be standing there hoping to hear that he felt the same way, instead the corridors were completely empty.
Closing the door behind him, he ran full speed down the corridor that lead to the Gryffindor tower, hoping to catch up with Hermione before she could reach the dormitories. By the time he reached the Fat Lady he had built up such speed that he almost ran directly into the portrait. Skidding to a halt just centimetres before the wall, Ron hurriedly stammered what could have sounded like, 'mandrake root' before tripping through the opening into the empty common room.
Still stumbling, he clumsily made his way across the room to the stairs at the far end. He clattered and clambered up to the balcony just before the entrance to the girls' dormitory staircase at incredible speed but eventually found himself slumped against a wall in frustration and exhaustion as he realised that he'd missed Hermione and would have to wait until morning to confront her.
There were so many things running through his mind at that moment, so many unanswered questions. His heart dropped in unison with his shoulders in resignation and he gave a deep sigh. He could tell he wasn't going to be doing much sleeping tonight.
Heading back down the stairs in a daze as he stared at the floor, Ron did not register the fact that another student joined him in the room. Instead, he was too busy running a scene through his head, wondering what could have happened if only he had been a little bit faster or if Hermione had been a little bit less hasty in leaving him.
Gradually, reminiscent of the evening before, the sound of gentle music seemed to infiltrate his thoughts. It was a song he had never heard before but immediately took a liking to. It was soft, lulling and beautiful; it reminded him of the individual he craved to be in the company of.
I never understood before
I never
knew what love was for
My heart was broke, my head was sore
What
a feeling
Tied up in ancient history
I
didn't believe in destiny
I look up you're standing next to me
What a feeling
Yet a thought suddenly broke into his mind, the music must have been coming from the radio in the common room. It sounded like a muggle tune, which could only mean one thing.
'Looking for me?'
Hermione Granger.
What a feeling in my soul
Love
burns brighter than sunshine
Brighter than sunshine
Let the
rain fall, I don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
and it's brighter than sunshine
Raising his head and looking around the thought-to-be-empty common room, Ron's gaze soon met with the sight of Hermione sitting in an armchair opposite him. She looked radiant, he thought, the way that the light of the fire lit one side of her face and made it glow. Wisps of hair seemed to form a halo and her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him intently.
Sighing again with relief he smiled at her wearily, 'you know what? I think I am'
'Good,' she replied matter-of-factly, 'I knew you weren't as stupid as you sometimes pretend to be.'
Stepping swiftly forward, Ron asked the question he urgently needed to know the answer to, 'did you mean it?'
'Every word'
I never saw it happening
I'd
given up and given in
I just couldn't take the hurt again
What
a feeling
'Why didn't you tell me?' he took another step across the common room, feeling bolder with this response.
'I was afraid…' Hermione whispered as tears began to form, lining her eyes and making them sparkle even more in the firelight.
'Of what?' Ron implored.
'Of rejection,' Hermione seemed to choke on the words, 'of losing you.'
I didn't have the strength to fight
Suddenly you seemed so right
Me and you
What a feeling
Ron took a few more steps forward and knelt down in front of her. Reaching out a hand, he wiped away the tears that were beginning to fall. Again, a jolt of electricity made its way up his arm, 'You could have told me when I told you.'
At this Hermione shook her head fiercely, 'No, I was scared. I couldn't tell you face to face.'
'So you conjured a note?'
'No,' Hermione replied simply. Ron looked confused; 'I had already written it and was waiting for the right moment to give it to you.'
Taking in this explanation, Ron stroked her cheek with his fingertips and whispered, 'You were going to tell me?'
'But you beat me to it,' Hermione smiled.
Reluctantly removing his hand from her cheek, Ron leaned back placing both hands on the carpet behind him looking blissful, 'One thing I got to do before Hermione Granger,' he laughed, 'feels good!'
What a feeling in my soul
Love
burns brighter than sunshine
It's brighter than sunshine
Let
the rain fall, I don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
It's brighter than the sun
It's
brighter than the sun
It's brighter than the sun, sun, shine.
'Would you like to dance,' Ron asked, getting to his feet and holding his hands out to her.
Wordlessly, Hermione stared up at him. A moment later a lazy smile crossed her face and she caught his larger hands with her own. She allowed him to pull her up out of the armchair and towards his muscular frame.
Love will remain a mystery
But
give me your hand and you will see
Your heart is keeping time
with me
As Ron snaked his arms around her waist, Hermione buried her face in his shoulder, 'I knew something good would come from taking a risk,' he whispered.
Leaning back, Hermione looked him full in the face, 'our memorable first kiss.'
'No,' Ron shook his head, 'this will be our memorable first kiss.'
What a feeling in my soul
Love
burns brighter than sunshine
It's brighter than sunshine
Let
the rain fall, I don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
Ron leant in to meet Hermione's waiting lips, bumping noses in the process. Pulling back he laughed nervously and blushed, Hermione however seemed unfazed by this and continued to look deep into his amazingly blue eyes. Trying again, Ron closed his eyes, tilted his head to the side and moved in again. Just before their lips touched he stopped again, 'are you sure?' he breathed.
'Yes,' Hermione whispered, closing the gap and kissing his squarely on the mouth. As her eyes slipped shut she kissed him tenderly, slipping one arm round his waist and the hand of her other arm on the back of his neck, pulling him closer to her. Ron in turn responded by reaching up and tangled his fingers in her long, chocolate brown hair. She felt inexperienced in this field, but with Ron guiding her she felt safe and confident. She kissed him more deeply and stroked the back of his neck causing him to shiver involuntarily.
Pulling away gently, Ron placed his forehead against hers, his eyes still closed, 'go out with me?'
'What a stupid question,' she replied before kissing him once again.
'Is that a yes?' Ron asked as he pulled away again and gave a small laugh.
'Yes Ron, a thousand times yes,' Hermione whispered resting her hear against his chest as they began to dance once again.
What a feeling in my soul
Love
burns brighter than sunshine
It's brighter than sunshine
Let
the rain fall, I don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
And it's brighter than sunshine
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Well, that's it! It started as a missing moment and now it's finished as full on fluff stuff!
I think I'll be writing a short epilogue so please hang on for it.
The last quoted song was 'Brighter than sunshine' by Aqualung. I was going to use the Lee Ryan one again but it seemed a bit repetitive to the story and would have to be more than coincidental to be playing on the radio again.
Thank you to all my lovely readers and reviewers, hope there was enough fluff for your liking and that you'll look out for my future work. I have about five Harry Potter romance fanfics in the works at the moment that won't disappoint fluff lovers.
Thanks again
Little miss raindrop
