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I'm sorry for not updating for a month! School has really gotten to me! Well, I hope you all enjoy this chapter - please forgive me! And I'm really sorry for having it end here - I have another paper due on Wednesday! ): There will be three parts all together for this scene (if you guys are tired of it, let me know)!
Hermione blinked, and a few tears seeped out of the corners of her eyes. Ron mistook this as a sign of sadness instead of happiness.
"What? Did I say something bad?" Ron asked, scooting closer to Hermione and putting an arm around her shoulders.
Hermione looked up at him and gave him a watery smile. "No. Quite the opposite, really."
Ron chuckled and said simply, "Well, your turn."
"Ron, honestly, how can we keep playing this game when you've just said something like that?"
"Why?" Ron said, his eyes widening. "Seriously, now, you don't like it...?"
"No! It was so... t-touching! I c-can't say anything right now, I'm s-speechless," Hermione said, now wiping her eyes on her sleeve.
"Well there's plenty more of those moments to come," Ron said, smiling his lopsided grin.
Hermione looked up at him, and Ron continued at her puzzled expression.
"I want to build something permanent," he said.
Hermione's heart fluttered excitedly in her chest. "I have a feeling we're off to a good start," she said, grinning, now that her tears were all dried up.
"Okay, then, now it's your turn!" Ron said, withdrawing his arm from around Hermione's shoulder and wrapping it around his knees.
"Umm... I. I for... Harry's Invisibility Cloak, without which we wouldn't have all those mischievous times at Hogwarts." Hermione said, shaking her head. How dumb. Ron had just said something so perfect, so wonderful, so touching, and here she was, saying something about their dangerous times at school?
"Great one, that was my favorite part," Ron said sarcastically. Hermione laughed.
"Erm... J for jelly?" Ron said.
"What does that have to do with us?" Hermione asked, laughing even harder. "I know of your love for it, but I'm not really a fan -- "
"No!" Ron said, his ears going red. "I mean the time before our sixth year when mum asked us to go to the grocery store and buy her some groceries! I couldn't stop asking you the many times of jelly, remember?"
Hermione did remember, in fact, she had just thought about that moment a few days ago.
"Oh, yeah, that was my personal favorite memory," she said, smiling up at the sky.
"K for kisses," Ron muttered, his ears going, if possible, even redder.
"Sorry, that's my personal favorite," Hermione said, laughing as Ron, indeed, kissed her again.
