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Hugs.

Blurb …

It's like what Hermione always said-sometimes; the simplest and not-so-simplest feelings could all be expressed with a hug. [Series of Hug-related oneshots RonHermione HarryGinny and others. DH spoilers.

CHATPER TWENTY ONE: The Contagious hug.

She couldn't believe he had caught it. Hermione actually found it rather funny.

"Don't laugh, dear." Mrs Weasley scolded. Ginny ceased laughing, but continued to giggle. Hermione shoved her in the arm.

Ron had caught Glandular fever, also known as mononucleosis, or the kissing disease. He was currently too tired to do anything and had been complaining of a sore throat for almost a week now. Mrs Weasley was currently making some soup that cured "all diseases, no matter what".

"He caught it from snogging you all the time, I'll bet you." Harry said, walking into the Burrow kitchen. He sniggered and sat opposite Hermione. Hermione wished they stop with the whole "how did he catch it?" thing, because most came to the conclusion that it came from kissing her. She hated to think she had made him sick.

"Tell you what, you can take his soup up to him, ok?" Mrs Weasley said kindly, throwing Harry and Ginny dirty looks as they broke out into laughter again.

"Sure, Mrs Weasley." Hermione said, taking the tray and stalking out of the room with as much dignity as possible.

Ron was asleep when she reached his room.

"Ron?"

He stirred.

"Roooooooooon …"

He groaned. "Go away." He mumbled and rolled over. Hermione sighed and perched herself on the edge of the bed, balancing the tray on her knee and poking her boyfriend on the shoulder.

"What?" He said angrily, opening an eye. He jumped when he saw her and Hermione almost spilt the soup.

"Merlin Hermione, did you have to be that close to me?" He said, sitting up and yawning. He had been in bed for a good part of a week, so it wasn't a surprise that his hair was rather messy. Hermione smiled and placed the tray in front of him.

"Your mother says that this'll cure anything." She told him. Ron looked at it with a screwed up expression.

"Can't eat it, throat's too sore." He said, giving a dry cough and leaning back against the head board of his bed. Hermione sighed and poked his eyes open again.

"Uh, what?" He asked again.

"You've got to eat it, it'll cure anything …" Hermione said. Ron sighed, took a mouth-full and swallowed. Hermione smiled and kissed him quickly. His face felt hot, so she felt it with her forehead with her hand.

"You're still warm …"

"No kissing … that got me into this mess." Ron said thickly through a mouth-full of soup. Hermione shook her head, but she smiled.

"Can I hug you, then?" She asked. Ron looked thoughtful.

"Eh, I guess." Hermione gave him a quick hug before Harry came in.

"Heya mate, how're you?" He asked, sitting down beside them.

"Not good, thanks to Hermione … but this soup's bloody excellent …"

"It's no good blaming me; I could have easily caught it as well." Hermione reminded him. He swallowed another mouth-full of soup and gave her a look.

"Ah, but the point is, that you didn't." He said. Harry laughed and Hermione shook her head exasperatedly.

"We should probably leave him alone for a bit, Hermione, he is contagious." Harry said. Hermione agreed and they left the room.

The next day, Ron felt almost back to normal, thanks to the soup.

Hermione felt tired.

"I'm afraid you've caught what Ron had." Mrs Weasley said, feeling her forehead. Harry, Ron and Ginny who had been watching, burst into laughter.

"It's not funny!" Mrs Weasley said, chivying them out of the room. "Don't worry dearie, I'll be up with some soup and you'll be cured in no time."

It was because of the kiss, she knew it. And the hug probably didn't help.

Great, now she was contagious.

A/N: I am dreadfully sorry if i have gotten any of the symptoms of glandular feaver wrong. I reserched it before i wrote this chapter, but i'm afraid i've still gotten something wrong.

And yes, Hermione should know better than to kiss him while he's contagious, but what the hell-let's just say she was ... love struck. There we go.

It is Xmas in 2 and a half days (By my time ... right now it's 10 past 1 on the 22 of December) yay! So far, i know i'm just getting a bunch of clothes and, that's it.

Hope you liked, reviews appriciated, until next time-

-Moon. : D