Ahh 4th year! I love 4th year for the two of them because thats when Ron discovers exactly what these feelings that he is having are and even though both in the book and the movie (I love how the movie got The Yule Ball at least 80%right) had Ron totally reacting the wrong way you still see that his mind is starting to work when it comes to his feelings. This is also the age to where most teenagers diacover emotions and hormones and their bodies. Ah to be young again.

Since I am not British, nor am I rich, I am not J.K. therefore I do not own Harry Potter.

Chapter 11: The Burrow

Hermione's POV

I've never been to such an extrodinary place in my life. I wish I could just bottle it up and take a piece of if wherever I go.

The Burrow. Home of the Weasleys.

It's hard to believe I'm hardly here. I almost didn't make it actually. My mother of course didn't mind that but my father on the other hand was dead set against it at first. He claimed it was because we didn't see each other enough during the year but Mum informed me that the real reason was because of a certain boy that he felt I shouldn't be spending the whole summer with.

I sometimes sit back and think about the dynamics between my parents and Ron. My mother simply adores him. She likes his jokes and likes his stories of his family and the wizarding world and she loves the fact that the small things she does for him delight him so. The feeling is mutual of course. At one point I thought he had a crush on Mum it was so heavy. But as I observed it seemed he looked at my mother as a second mum or an aunt. And she loved it.

My father on the other hand was a totally different story. Sure he did like Ron a lot. He liked it when Ron would teach him about Quidditch in exchange for him learning something muggle but for some reason he didn't take to Ron 100% like Mum did. Sometimes when I brought Ron's name up he would change the subject or tell me to "stop pining after the boy'. Whatever that meant.

So it took a lot of convincing for Dad to allow me to go spend the rest of my summer at The Burrow with Ron and his family. Ginny had actually helped in this situation. Had Ron not had a sister I wouldn't have been going anywhere.

I truly love Ginny. I'm glad to now have a female best friend. I can talk to her about things that Ron and Harry wouldn't even begin to understand. And being boy, probably wouldn't care about. Ginny Weasley reminds me of a female version of the twins. She loves pranks, she can be crude and blunt, she's funny, and she is firey and outspoken. She is also very down to earth and I can talk to her about anything.

Well almost anything.

"Okay so which suit would you like to wear?" said Ginny as we are getting ready to go swimming in their small lake with Ron and the twins. "I have a this pretty blue one piece that would look really good on you."

Her remark makes me think back to last summer when Ron had gotten onto me about my bikini and suddenly I have a devilish idea.

"What about a bikini?" I asked Ginny. "Do you have any that I can possibly fit? I know I'm a bit bigger than you are. I would have for my big butt to stretch any of your suits out"

"Nonsense, that's what magic is for" laughed Ginny as she starts pulling out her collection of two pieces. "I have this yellow one, a black and blue one and then I...Ooh! This red one would look gorgeous on you Hermione!"

I looks at the pieces of string she considers a bikini and laugh. While the top part looks like it would support my breasts just fine (I'm still coming up short on that end. Mother Nature isn't too abundant in her blessings to me yet) the bottom part looked as if it wouldn't even cover one of my cheeks.

"Ginny what are you thinking? That thing barely covers your bum what makes you think it would attempt to cover mine?"

"Well that's the point isn't it? Give my brother something to glace at eh?"

I gasp at her comment. "You have brothers please be a but more specific"

"Dont give me that I've seen the way you look at Ron" said Ginny laughing at me while I cover my face with my hands.

"Oh Merlin, is it that obvious?"

"Hermione it couldn't be more obvious if it was a huge pink dancing hippogriff in the room. You fancy him don't you? Don't try to deny it!"

"Ugh, fine Gin. I do. I didn't even want to admit it to myself but I do. But what's to become of it? Does it matter? Do you think he knows? Oh Merin he knows doesn't he?!"

"Breathe and release Hermione I don't think he knows anything." said Ginny as she rubs my back to try to keep me from hyperventilating. "Ron is always the last to know. I'm sure if he suspected anything you would have been the first to find out. But if you want me to be completely honest, I think he fancies you as well"

"Ginny!"

"What? He does. I've seen the way he looks at you too. The same look he gives you is the same look he gives a good meal. And you know how much Ron loves food"

I bust out laughing at this while Ginny laughs at her own joke. She proceeds to urge me to put on the red bikini and finally I give in and say yes. Why not? It's summer and no one else it's around but us. Who says i can't have a little fun and show a little skin?

We changed into the suits and I put on one of Ron's Chudley Cannons t-shirts he let me borrow to sleep in once during 3rd year that I never gave back. How could I possibly? I adored that shirt. It was long and came to my knees ( or maybe I am just that short) and it smelled like chocolate mixed with the outdoors mixed with soap mixed with whatever it was Ron used to wash his hair with. I loved that smell. I wish I could surround myself with it. But for now his shirt would have to do.

We grab two big towels and head outside and walk towards the lake. It isn't as huge as the one at Hogwarts but its the perfect size for where we were. Ron, Fred, and George are already there having went ahead of us ages ago.

As Ron is getting out of the water to meet us I can't help but to stare. Has he gotten even taller since I've been here? I didn't notice that he had a bit of muscle to his arms. He looks so strong. Like he could sweep me off my feet.

"Took you girls long enough" said Ron snapping me out of my thoughts. "What did you two do? Have your suits tailor made?"

"Oh shut up Ronald we weren't that long" I said smiling a smile that I know looks absolutely ridiculous on my face that I just can't help.

Ron's POV

As I look at Hermione I notice something. Is that my favorite Cannons shirt from 3rd year? I knew she didn't give it back to me. She spent a good 30 minutes trying to convince me that she did and that maybe I had lost it. I should be mad at her ass. If it wasn't for the fact that she looked bloody good in it.

Oh shit Ron stop! You're going to give yourself away. Think of something else. Snape in mum's nightdress. Ah there we go.

I proceed to tell her how she and Ginny needed to hurry up and get in. The lake isn't friendly when it's cold and we were losing daylight. As Hermione takes off my shirt that she has on (I didn't realize how hot that was) I stop in mid sentence and stare at what she has on.

That suit had to be Ginny's because Hermione's mum would never let her buy something so small. When did Hermione get boobs?! I never noticed how curvy her body was. Wait hold up how in the hell did she get those legs?! Oh Merlin please don't turn arou- DAMN! Has her ass always been that big?! I can see almost everything! Who the hell does she think she is?! THINK RON THINK! You need to calm down you randy git! Snape in Mum's nightdress...Omg her skin looks so good in this sun...SHIT SNAPE IN A BIKINI! FLITWICK IN A BIKINI! HARRY IN A BIKINI!

Okay there we go...

As I fight to get inpure thoughts on my best friend out of my head I question her about her...attire.

"What the hell are you wearing?"

Stunned but surprisingly amused Hermione answers."its a swimsuit Ron. You know for swimming? Which is what we came out here to do am I right?"

"No what that is is two pieces of fabric thrown together by some string to look like a swim suit. Go put some bloody clothes on!"

"Why? What's wrong with this?" said Hermione as she spins around showing herself off like she knows what she is doing.

She couldn't possibly know. I could pass out right now. Maybe I already have. Yeah that's it. Maybe I fell in the shallow end and hit my head on a rock and this is all in my head.

God she is gorgeous! Why are you doing this to me?

"I mean nothing is... What I want to say...its...I think...whatever Mione just do t say shit if it falls apart as you swim" I croak out. ...great choice of words Ron. You don't sound like a pervy asshole at all.

She laughs (oh my god they bounce...Harry in a tutu doing that weird dance Hermione showed me) and assures me that everything is in its place and nothing will come off.

"So stop sounding like my dad and let's go swimming" she laughs as she and Ginny runs towards the deck.

Oh God why did I just watch her run? Why is this happening to me? I should not be thinking like this about my best friend. Yes Hermione is beautiful. Anyone would be a fool not to think so. But why am I finding her so...so...sexy? Am I too young to be thinking about sex? Is it normal for sex and best friend to be in the same sentence?

Dammit I need Harry here. This is getting to be too much.

I tear my mind away from my thoughts and get into the water. I shoot a look over at the twins and see that they too have noticed Hermione and her...Hermione parts. Okay wankers how about you two take your bloody eyes off my friend and go about your business! Hold the hell up. Why am I feeling like this? What is this feeling? I wanted to rip their eyes out the second they looked at her.

Am... Is this jealously?

Once again I shake thoughts out of my head and start to have fin with the others. We start splashing each other and take turns swinging from the tree rope that we have that launches you into the lake. Everything was starting to make sense now.

That was until Hermione swam over and decided she wanted me to give her a back ride out of the lake.

Now I have done this twice before at Hogwarts. Once when she was really really tired and she had passed out from exhaustion from using that bloody time turner too many times, and another when she had fallen and twisted her ankle and couldn't walk properly. But this time it felt different.

This time she was wet. This time her thighs were out. This time she was getting onto my back for the fun of it. She had latched onto me and I felt like my skin was on fire as her legs clamped around my waist and her arms draped around my neck. I had no choice but to hold her up by her thighs ( which felt WONDERFUL) as I let the fact that I had NEVER had Hermione be this close to me before. Even when I had piggy backed her before she was never on me like this. It felt so weird. But also gold. And fun. And I felt like she was putting her trust into my hands. Like she knew I had no intentions of letting her go.

This is scaring the shit out of me. Its also making me feel very good about myself. But I can't let her know that.

Man this is going to be a very long summer.