A/N: oki, second chapter, I just happened to finish it soon… I'm going to
fail my math test… but that's oki!! Anywho, thanx to my friend Ale!!! For
leaving such a long and…. Odd review… even though I was in the same room
when she did it… and even though most of it had absolutely nothing to do
with my fic ^^ viva las fanaticas!!!!
"…so why would I be thinking of Ron with all that other stuff in my head."
"I never said who… as a matter of fact, you just did."
Hermione sighed for probably the thousandth time that night. 'Damn him…' she cursed 'what's so special about you anyway? It's not like you're the cutest guy in school, but you're not at all bad looking… I really love the way your hair falls over your eyes when you're thinking. The way you get all serious and the blue in your eyes seems to deepen… … damn you!'
She was tired of sighing, and of asking all these ridiculous questions that she seemed to answer with a sigh every time... she let out a frustrated groan and pulled the covers off herself. Maybe if she walked a little she would get sleepy. Straitening out her loose pants, she tiptoed out of the girls dormitory and slouched down into a big chair in the common room.
This was always her favourite place to come and think, besides the library of course. The big fluffy chair no one else liked because it was too soft. The purple velvet all around and a solid oak structure made it very comfortable for her. It was so big two people could fit in it. Actually… she giggled as a memory came back to her mind. She had accidentally sat on Ron one day. Back in fifth year. Very exasperated because of the upcoming O.W.L.s she had her nose in a book 'how strange' and didn't notice a certain red head already sitting down in her spot.
~~
"Woah! Hey! Do you really like me that much?"
Hermione felt something warm move beneath her and recognised the voice immediately, blushing at what he had just said. "Oh Ron! I'm sorry, I just… didn't see you…"
"Don't worry about it…"
Bowing her head in a desperate attempt to hide the reddening of her face she got up quickly "I'm sorry."
"Well where are you going?" he held her wrist
"To study…"
"Study here. Do I bother you?"
"No!" she said a little too desperately "well I mean… I though I was the one…"
"I don't bite you know…" Hermione had somehow wound up on top of his lap again. She smiled and slid off to the side of the chair. Her whole right side still practically still on top of Ron.
"Hey now you can help me study…" he said to her
Opening her book, he began to read over her shoulder. His hair slightly tickling her cheek.
'Now how am I supposed to study?'
~~
You can be so thick sometimes Ron… she smiled to herself, then it faded. 'As a matter of fact… you are too thick! Why don't you say anything to me?! All you do is flirt oddly with me… but, how am I supposed to interpretate that? How am I supposed to know? Uuuh! I hate you!'
She groaned.
"Hermione?"
She looked up, and saw the familiar red hair in the dark. Her heart jumped. Then she saw another red head. 'Huh?'
"Why aren't you in bed missy?" she sighed recognising the voices so familiar to Ron's.
"I should be asking you two that very same question, do you know what time it is?"
"No…" answered Fred
"Do you?" asked George
"Well... no, but…"
"Ahhh we caught Hermione in her moments of contemplation…" observed George
"But what was that sigh for?" asked Fred
"thinking about something that doesn't have to do with 14 pound books?"
"Or what homework you must turn in starting classes again?"
"Thinking about something which is really some one?"
"the person…"
"keeper of your heart…"
"reason of your dreams…"
"Beholder of your soul…"
"and culprit of your sighs?"
"Honestly! Do you two want to wake up the entire house?" whispered Hermione
"Oh yeah we're really worried about waking up 8 people…" laughed Fred
"Since when have you two been experts in cheesy romance lines? And besides! I was having no such thoughts!" defended Hermione
"Ah Hermione… if you were as good a liar as you were a perfect, you could have us hunting for gold in Azkaban." mocked George
"What are you two doing up so late anyway? Be grateful we're on vacation and I can't take points from Gryffindor." She scolded
"So who is he?" Fred asked
"What's he like?" followed George
"Tall?" "Handsome?" short?" "Smart?" "Funny?" "Serious?"
"Go to bed!"
"Why?"
"Because it's late!"
"No it's not… it's early…"
"Look" pointed George
Hermione looked to the window and was horrified to find a tinge of pink in the far horizon. The sun would be up soon. She… hadn't slept all night. Because of Ron!
"Don't tell me you have been awake all night?"
"You have got to be kidding!"
"Hermione who is this prat? Keeping you awake like this!"
"Really, we ought to pound some sense into him, let him know what he's doing."
Hermione smiled inwardly. Being his older brothers, they probably already had, maybe it was their fault Ron was a little slow with these things. Even though the twins drove her crazy 23 hours a day. They were very kind people with a heart the size of the world. Just like Ron… he could be a twit some times, well almost all the times, but he was ever so sweet…
"Hermione?"
"Pardon?"
"Hermione why don't you got to bed for a little while?"
"It would do you some good, you've still got about an hour and a half to 8:00…"
"I think I will… thank you fellows. Good night… er, day… um, oh just forget it!."
The Weasley brothers smiled as Hermione got of her comfortable chair and made her way towards the girls dormitories again. Once she was gone, the grin grew on Fred's face…
"Do you think Ginny knows?"
"We'll have found out by the end of the day…"
~*°*~
"Well…"
"Ron?" Hermione asked looking at the boy in front of her… no, he wasn't a boy anymore, actually he looked around 20. his features much sharper, and his hair just slightly longer. But his eyes… were just as sweet, captive and transparent as she remembered. Always giving away what he felt. She could see… he was sad.
"I… came to say good bye…" he said awkwardly, as if wanting to smile
"Good bye? Where are you going? Why?"
"I have to go… I'm sorry…"
"But why? Wait…!" She said as he started to turn away
"Why do you want me to stay Mione? You don't… love me…"
"Yes I do!" she said desperately "I always have! But I…" she felt her eyes sting as tears flooded them. Why was she crying?
Ron looked down at her with his deep blue eyes, now so close to her that his hair tickled her forehead.
"You never said anything… you never told me… I supposed… I'm sorry Mione…" he held her back just as her arms were closing on him, then turned to leave.
"No…" she pleaded him.
"HERMIONE!"
"Wait! I love you!!"
She jumped desperately and wrapped herself around him. He stood still as ice, his bangs tickling her cheeks again. Wait, his bangs? From behind? Her eyes snapped open, she was hugging someone. Looking to the left, familiar red hair invaded her field of vision. She tried to swallow what seemed like a full grown tree. If her bed sheets just happen to swallow her up right now, she would be the happiest person in the world.
Ron still hadn't said anything, actually, he hadn't even moved. His hands were still on either side of her to keep him from falling on top of her, and for a brief moment Hermione wondered if he was even breathing. Loosening her arms, and folding them protectively to her chest, she lay back down on her bed. Ron finally turned to her with big unreadable eyes.
"I… I just… came to wake you…" he said meekly
"I'm so sorry! I was just… dream--- er, I had a nightmare…" she explained as he finally stood upright.
"No, I'm sorry… I think I startled you… didn't know you were going to take it out on me…" he smiled crookedly.
Hermione was silent for a while, before she could no longer feel her heart in her chest. Then she smiled as well "It serves you right! scaring me like that!" she said sitting up
"You were the one who scared me! Although…" his eyes twinkled "Do you really love me?"
She blushed so much and so quickly her head felt light for a second. Had she really said that out loud?! Did she say his name?! Oh dear!!! What if she had said his name?! No! she just couldn't take it!
"Ronald Weasley! How dare you listen to my dreams?!"
"I didn't! calm yourself! I just heard you say 'wait' and that other thing…" a strange expression invaded his face that Hermione couldn't identify 'worry?'
"Right, well… now that you're up we should head back to get some breakfast… Ginny and Harry are waiting in the common room, and I'll be out there to… hurry and get dressed." He turned to leave and Hermione had a very strong feeling to yell at him to come back.
Once he was out of the room she plopped back down to bed and gave a large sigh.
"I Love You?"
~~~~~°*°~~~~~
A/N: oki, this chapter…… was not supposed to happen, I mean I had planed to write the dare, but, this just came out and well, I guess that's what I'll be doing, one chapter in Harry's point of view, well mostly anyway, and another in Hermione's, you never know I may even put Ron in there…
Well hope you liked it! And don't say I didn't update soon! !Y que consta que estoy en exámenes! ¬¬ don't mind my spanish ravings....
If you liked it please review… and no flames please…
This fic is dedicated to Ever… damn! He is identical to Harry! Only he's real *sigh* and he is my inspiration… XD so cute!!
"…so why would I be thinking of Ron with all that other stuff in my head."
"I never said who… as a matter of fact, you just did."
Hermione sighed for probably the thousandth time that night. 'Damn him…' she cursed 'what's so special about you anyway? It's not like you're the cutest guy in school, but you're not at all bad looking… I really love the way your hair falls over your eyes when you're thinking. The way you get all serious and the blue in your eyes seems to deepen… … damn you!'
She was tired of sighing, and of asking all these ridiculous questions that she seemed to answer with a sigh every time... she let out a frustrated groan and pulled the covers off herself. Maybe if she walked a little she would get sleepy. Straitening out her loose pants, she tiptoed out of the girls dormitory and slouched down into a big chair in the common room.
This was always her favourite place to come and think, besides the library of course. The big fluffy chair no one else liked because it was too soft. The purple velvet all around and a solid oak structure made it very comfortable for her. It was so big two people could fit in it. Actually… she giggled as a memory came back to her mind. She had accidentally sat on Ron one day. Back in fifth year. Very exasperated because of the upcoming O.W.L.s she had her nose in a book 'how strange' and didn't notice a certain red head already sitting down in her spot.
~~
"Woah! Hey! Do you really like me that much?"
Hermione felt something warm move beneath her and recognised the voice immediately, blushing at what he had just said. "Oh Ron! I'm sorry, I just… didn't see you…"
"Don't worry about it…"
Bowing her head in a desperate attempt to hide the reddening of her face she got up quickly "I'm sorry."
"Well where are you going?" he held her wrist
"To study…"
"Study here. Do I bother you?"
"No!" she said a little too desperately "well I mean… I though I was the one…"
"I don't bite you know…" Hermione had somehow wound up on top of his lap again. She smiled and slid off to the side of the chair. Her whole right side still practically still on top of Ron.
"Hey now you can help me study…" he said to her
Opening her book, he began to read over her shoulder. His hair slightly tickling her cheek.
'Now how am I supposed to study?'
~~
You can be so thick sometimes Ron… she smiled to herself, then it faded. 'As a matter of fact… you are too thick! Why don't you say anything to me?! All you do is flirt oddly with me… but, how am I supposed to interpretate that? How am I supposed to know? Uuuh! I hate you!'
She groaned.
"Hermione?"
She looked up, and saw the familiar red hair in the dark. Her heart jumped. Then she saw another red head. 'Huh?'
"Why aren't you in bed missy?" she sighed recognising the voices so familiar to Ron's.
"I should be asking you two that very same question, do you know what time it is?"
"No…" answered Fred
"Do you?" asked George
"Well... no, but…"
"Ahhh we caught Hermione in her moments of contemplation…" observed George
"But what was that sigh for?" asked Fred
"thinking about something that doesn't have to do with 14 pound books?"
"Or what homework you must turn in starting classes again?"
"Thinking about something which is really some one?"
"the person…"
"keeper of your heart…"
"reason of your dreams…"
"Beholder of your soul…"
"and culprit of your sighs?"
"Honestly! Do you two want to wake up the entire house?" whispered Hermione
"Oh yeah we're really worried about waking up 8 people…" laughed Fred
"Since when have you two been experts in cheesy romance lines? And besides! I was having no such thoughts!" defended Hermione
"Ah Hermione… if you were as good a liar as you were a perfect, you could have us hunting for gold in Azkaban." mocked George
"What are you two doing up so late anyway? Be grateful we're on vacation and I can't take points from Gryffindor." She scolded
"So who is he?" Fred asked
"What's he like?" followed George
"Tall?" "Handsome?" short?" "Smart?" "Funny?" "Serious?"
"Go to bed!"
"Why?"
"Because it's late!"
"No it's not… it's early…"
"Look" pointed George
Hermione looked to the window and was horrified to find a tinge of pink in the far horizon. The sun would be up soon. She… hadn't slept all night. Because of Ron!
"Don't tell me you have been awake all night?"
"You have got to be kidding!"
"Hermione who is this prat? Keeping you awake like this!"
"Really, we ought to pound some sense into him, let him know what he's doing."
Hermione smiled inwardly. Being his older brothers, they probably already had, maybe it was their fault Ron was a little slow with these things. Even though the twins drove her crazy 23 hours a day. They were very kind people with a heart the size of the world. Just like Ron… he could be a twit some times, well almost all the times, but he was ever so sweet…
"Hermione?"
"Pardon?"
"Hermione why don't you got to bed for a little while?"
"It would do you some good, you've still got about an hour and a half to 8:00…"
"I think I will… thank you fellows. Good night… er, day… um, oh just forget it!."
The Weasley brothers smiled as Hermione got of her comfortable chair and made her way towards the girls dormitories again. Once she was gone, the grin grew on Fred's face…
"Do you think Ginny knows?"
"We'll have found out by the end of the day…"
~*°*~
"Well…"
"Ron?" Hermione asked looking at the boy in front of her… no, he wasn't a boy anymore, actually he looked around 20. his features much sharper, and his hair just slightly longer. But his eyes… were just as sweet, captive and transparent as she remembered. Always giving away what he felt. She could see… he was sad.
"I… came to say good bye…" he said awkwardly, as if wanting to smile
"Good bye? Where are you going? Why?"
"I have to go… I'm sorry…"
"But why? Wait…!" She said as he started to turn away
"Why do you want me to stay Mione? You don't… love me…"
"Yes I do!" she said desperately "I always have! But I…" she felt her eyes sting as tears flooded them. Why was she crying?
Ron looked down at her with his deep blue eyes, now so close to her that his hair tickled her forehead.
"You never said anything… you never told me… I supposed… I'm sorry Mione…" he held her back just as her arms were closing on him, then turned to leave.
"No…" she pleaded him.
"HERMIONE!"
"Wait! I love you!!"
She jumped desperately and wrapped herself around him. He stood still as ice, his bangs tickling her cheeks again. Wait, his bangs? From behind? Her eyes snapped open, she was hugging someone. Looking to the left, familiar red hair invaded her field of vision. She tried to swallow what seemed like a full grown tree. If her bed sheets just happen to swallow her up right now, she would be the happiest person in the world.
Ron still hadn't said anything, actually, he hadn't even moved. His hands were still on either side of her to keep him from falling on top of her, and for a brief moment Hermione wondered if he was even breathing. Loosening her arms, and folding them protectively to her chest, she lay back down on her bed. Ron finally turned to her with big unreadable eyes.
"I… I just… came to wake you…" he said meekly
"I'm so sorry! I was just… dream--- er, I had a nightmare…" she explained as he finally stood upright.
"No, I'm sorry… I think I startled you… didn't know you were going to take it out on me…" he smiled crookedly.
Hermione was silent for a while, before she could no longer feel her heart in her chest. Then she smiled as well "It serves you right! scaring me like that!" she said sitting up
"You were the one who scared me! Although…" his eyes twinkled "Do you really love me?"
She blushed so much and so quickly her head felt light for a second. Had she really said that out loud?! Did she say his name?! Oh dear!!! What if she had said his name?! No! she just couldn't take it!
"Ronald Weasley! How dare you listen to my dreams?!"
"I didn't! calm yourself! I just heard you say 'wait' and that other thing…" a strange expression invaded his face that Hermione couldn't identify 'worry?'
"Right, well… now that you're up we should head back to get some breakfast… Ginny and Harry are waiting in the common room, and I'll be out there to… hurry and get dressed." He turned to leave and Hermione had a very strong feeling to yell at him to come back.
Once he was out of the room she plopped back down to bed and gave a large sigh.
"I Love You?"
~~~~~°*°~~~~~
A/N: oki, this chapter…… was not supposed to happen, I mean I had planed to write the dare, but, this just came out and well, I guess that's what I'll be doing, one chapter in Harry's point of view, well mostly anyway, and another in Hermione's, you never know I may even put Ron in there…
Well hope you liked it! And don't say I didn't update soon! !Y que consta que estoy en exámenes! ¬¬ don't mind my spanish ravings....
If you liked it please review… and no flames please…
This fic is dedicated to Ever… damn! He is identical to Harry! Only he's real *sigh* and he is my inspiration… XD so cute!!