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45 minutes later after he left Harry's, Ron Weasley ran to the door of Hermione Granger's apartment, where he knocked wildly.
" Herm? Hermione?" He called.
Hermione Granger opened the door, looking slightly stressed. " There you are, Ron, I was waiting."
" Sorry I'm late, something unexpected caught me and I lost track of time." Ron explained in a rush, and slumped onto Hermione's sofa, catching his breath.
" You don't have to be rush and kill yourself, you know." Hermione smiled. " It's not like it's anything important."
" Ah, everything that has to do with Hermione Granger is important." Ron winked, Hermione just laughed.
" So, what's the 'unexpected' thing?" Hermione asked, and sat beside him.
"Um…" Ron wasn't exactly sure what to say, he promised Harry not to tell Hermione about him.
" My mum phoned and- oh yeah, she told me to come home for, um, something…"
" Your mum called?" Hermione is surprised. " That's weird, I talked to her just a hour ago, she didn't say anything about you going back to the Burrow."
Ron cursed under his breath, " Let's drop this subject, okay?" He asked, trying to hide his nervousness.
Hermione stare at Ron with a mixture of confusion and suspicion, " Okay, Ron, whatever you say…"
" By the way," she added, " I'm going out for a bit of shopping, you want to come?"
" Sure." Tall, lanky Ron Weasley has always been Hermione's body guard ever since they graduate from Hogwarts, it saved Hermione loads of trouble, even though she never say anything about it, but it's obvious that if she's with Ron with her she won't have to waste her breath telling the so many guys no when they ask her out whenever she appears in public.
Ron's glance slowly drifted to Hermione's face, the beautiful face he knew so well, that he wanted to keep forever, but he knew he could never have her, she's like an angel he could reach but couldn't touch, god, he knew he likes Hermione, maybe even love her. But he knew that she could never love him the same way back.
" Ron? Are you okay?" Hermione voice shook him back to reality.
" Huh?"
" You were staring."
" I am? I was? I mean, of course not, why would I do that?" Ron stammered.
" Well, maybe-"
" Shut up, Herms."
" Alright, alright, no need to be angry here," She puts up her hands, smiling with a note of teasing, " Are we going to the mall or not?"
" As long as you're ready." Ron mumbled.
" Great!" Hermione said enthusiastically, " Let's get going here, then!"
She ran for the door, with Ron reluctantly following her, now regretting he ever agreed to go with her, he always find himself in this mood whenever he goes out with her.
But something so special about Hermione, is that she couldn't make people say no to her.
*
Just as I thought, Ron Weasley sighed. A bunch of flies,
Less than five minutes later after he and Hermione Granger walked into the main street, men are starting to eye Hermione with a certain look of admiration and jealousy towards Ron. But Hermione didn't seem to notice.
" Ron, what are you looking at?" She asked, smiling.
"Just junk." He said, giving a guy a look, which obviously means to back off. " Nothing you'll want to know, any way."
" Oh."
" We should take the car instead."
" Come on, Ron, its only 10 minutes of walking."
Ah, which means that its ten solid minutes of work for me, Ron wanted to say, but only smiled tightly in respond.
Just as they are about to enter the small door of the shopping mall, Ron stopped abruptly.
Hey Ron. He had heard someone said.
" Huh?" Ron exclaimed.
" What?" Hermione looked at him in confusion.
" Didn't you hear…?" Ron looked around him, something in the voice is familiar.
" Hear what? The traffic?"
Ron, don't get excited here, it's me Harry.
" Harry?" Ron muttered incredibly, Hermione look at Ron, and widen her eyes.
Shh! I'm right beside you guys, invisible, although I'm talking to you in your head, you know what to do! Don't let Hermione suspect anything! Harry said,( or thought) frantically.
" Hermione?" Ron said nervously, glancing at her side. " You all right?"
"Hmmm?" Hermione look at him, flashing an innocent smile. " Of course I am."
Ron clicked his tongue, analyzing the situation, everything's going to be fine…
" Hey, get moving here, will ya?" A voice shouted rather angrily after them, Ron and Hermione turned, and saw a line of people staring at them, each wearing an expression either anger or impatience.
"Oops." Ron muttered, and dragged Hermione in the mall.
Hey, Harry, you still there? He thought, minutes later, while Hermione's browsing through the bookstore.
Yeah. Right beside you. Harry's voice came in respond, and he felt someone lightly tap his shoulder beside him.
What do you want me to do? Ron asked.
Nothing… Just hang out with Herms like usual; I just want to see her… Man, she's beautiful. Harry said, looking at Hermione admiringly. ( If anyone could see him.)
Yeah, yeah, we know, Ron rolled his eyes. So we just have to shop like usual.
Um… And keep Hermione out of… You know… Boys. Men. Harry's voice trailed off.
Ron grinned, So you are worried!
Of course I am! Harry exclaimed, blushing. I've been nothing but worried for the past five years… Wait, here comes Hermione. Remember: keep it casual.
Yes mother. Ron said sarcastically.
" Hi Hermione!" Ron said, he's finding it hard to be natural now. " Got any books?"
" Tons." She lifted up two bags.
Ron nodded, as he and Hermione's about to go, he felt someone poking him.
" Hermione? Stop poking me."
" What? I'm not poking you." Hermione said in confusion.
It's me that's poking you! Ron heard Harry's voice again.
What do you want? Ron asked irritably.
Didn't you Hermione's taking two heavy bags?
So…? Ron said to Harry(Thought), suddenly he realized something. Wait, you don't mean…
Oh, yes, Ron.
I'm not doing it! I'm not carrying her bags! She has tons of books!
Please? Okay, Ron can sense Harry's big puppy dog eyes begging him now, It's the least I can do now for Hermione.
It's the last thing Ron wanted to do, but what choice does he have?
" Herms? Here, let me take these for ya." Ron flashed a big smile, and grabbed Hermione's bags.
Hermione look at Ron incredibly.
" Thanks…" She said slowly. " You don't have to…"
" It's okay!" He said through gritted teeth.
1 How many books did she buy? A trillion? Ron thought to himself.
2 Thanks. He heard Harry's voice.
You own me this, Potter. Ron thought.
Hours later, Hermione and Ron appeared from the exit. Ron has six bags on his right hand, and five on his left. He's sweating constantly, which is unusual for such a cool day.
I'll leave you here, okay, um, I'll see you later at your place .Sometime around midnight. Harry said, he's somewhere beside Ron.
You know where my place is? Ron asked, as he kept on walking.
3 Sure I know… Bye!
Then he didn't hear Harry's voice afterwards.
They arrived at Hermione's house several minutes later, after they put the stuff away, Ron slumped on to the twin sofa, exhausted than ever.
Hermione appeared from the kitchen with a can of coke. " Here, this will make you feel better." She handed the coke to Ron, which Ron accepted gratefully.
" You know, this will be so much easier if we just use magic." Ron complained.
" I know, but remember the ministry's rule? No magic in front of muggles."
She sat beside him, thinking.
" Hey, Ron?" She said softly, touching the small silver locket hanging from her neck.
" Yeah?"
" Thanks for watching out for me."
Ron smiled to himself, so Hermione knew.
" You're welcome."
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45 minutes later after he left Harry's, Ron Weasley ran to the door of Hermione Granger's apartment, where he knocked wildly.
" Herm? Hermione?" He called.
Hermione Granger opened the door, looking slightly stressed. " There you are, Ron, I was waiting."
" Sorry I'm late, something unexpected caught me and I lost track of time." Ron explained in a rush, and slumped onto Hermione's sofa, catching his breath.
" You don't have to be rush and kill yourself, you know." Hermione smiled. " It's not like it's anything important."
" Ah, everything that has to do with Hermione Granger is important." Ron winked, Hermione just laughed.
" So, what's the 'unexpected' thing?" Hermione asked, and sat beside him.
"Um…" Ron wasn't exactly sure what to say, he promised Harry not to tell Hermione about him.
" My mum phoned and- oh yeah, she told me to come home for, um, something…"
" Your mum called?" Hermione is surprised. " That's weird, I talked to her just a hour ago, she didn't say anything about you going back to the Burrow."
Ron cursed under his breath, " Let's drop this subject, okay?" He asked, trying to hide his nervousness.
Hermione stare at Ron with a mixture of confusion and suspicion, " Okay, Ron, whatever you say…"
" By the way," she added, " I'm going out for a bit of shopping, you want to come?"
" Sure." Tall, lanky Ron Weasley has always been Hermione's body guard ever since they graduate from Hogwarts, it saved Hermione loads of trouble, even though she never say anything about it, but it's obvious that if she's with Ron with her she won't have to waste her breath telling the so many guys no when they ask her out whenever she appears in public.
Ron's glance slowly drifted to Hermione's face, the beautiful face he knew so well, that he wanted to keep forever, but he knew he could never have her, she's like an angel he could reach but couldn't touch, god, he knew he likes Hermione, maybe even love her. But he knew that she could never love him the same way back.
" Ron? Are you okay?" Hermione voice shook him back to reality.
" Huh?"
" You were staring."
" I am? I was? I mean, of course not, why would I do that?" Ron stammered.
" Well, maybe-"
" Shut up, Herms."
" Alright, alright, no need to be angry here," She puts up her hands, smiling with a note of teasing, " Are we going to the mall or not?"
" As long as you're ready." Ron mumbled.
" Great!" Hermione said enthusiastically, " Let's get going here, then!"
She ran for the door, with Ron reluctantly following her, now regretting he ever agreed to go with her, he always find himself in this mood whenever he goes out with her.
But something so special about Hermione, is that she couldn't make people say no to her.
*
Just as I thought, Ron Weasley sighed. A bunch of flies,
Less than five minutes later after he and Hermione Granger walked into the main street, men are starting to eye Hermione with a certain look of admiration and jealousy towards Ron. But Hermione didn't seem to notice.
" Ron, what are you looking at?" She asked, smiling.
"Just junk." He said, giving a guy a look, which obviously means to back off. " Nothing you'll want to know, any way."
" Oh."
" We should take the car instead."
" Come on, Ron, its only 10 minutes of walking."
Ah, which means that its ten solid minutes of work for me, Ron wanted to say, but only smiled tightly in respond.
Just as they are about to enter the small door of the shopping mall, Ron stopped abruptly.
Hey Ron. He had heard someone said.
" Huh?" Ron exclaimed.
" What?" Hermione looked at him in confusion.
" Didn't you hear…?" Ron looked around him, something in the voice is familiar.
" Hear what? The traffic?"
Ron, don't get excited here, it's me Harry.
" Harry?" Ron muttered incredibly, Hermione look at Ron, and widen her eyes.
Shh! I'm right beside you guys, invisible, although I'm talking to you in your head, you know what to do! Don't let Hermione suspect anything! Harry said,( or thought) frantically.
" Hermione?" Ron said nervously, glancing at her side. " You all right?"
"Hmmm?" Hermione look at him, flashing an innocent smile. " Of course I am."
Ron clicked his tongue, analyzing the situation, everything's going to be fine…
" Hey, get moving here, will ya?" A voice shouted rather angrily after them, Ron and Hermione turned, and saw a line of people staring at them, each wearing an expression either anger or impatience.
"Oops." Ron muttered, and dragged Hermione in the mall.
Hey, Harry, you still there? He thought, minutes later, while Hermione's browsing through the bookstore.
Yeah. Right beside you. Harry's voice came in respond, and he felt someone lightly tap his shoulder beside him.
What do you want me to do? Ron asked.
Nothing… Just hang out with Herms like usual; I just want to see her… Man, she's beautiful. Harry said, looking at Hermione admiringly. ( If anyone could see him.)
Yeah, yeah, we know, Ron rolled his eyes. So we just have to shop like usual.
Um… And keep Hermione out of… You know… Boys. Men. Harry's voice trailed off.
Ron grinned, So you are worried!
Of course I am! Harry exclaimed, blushing. I've been nothing but worried for the past five years… Wait, here comes Hermione. Remember: keep it casual.
Yes mother. Ron said sarcastically.
" Hi Hermione!" Ron said, he's finding it hard to be natural now. " Got any books?"
" Tons." She lifted up two bags.
Ron nodded, as he and Hermione's about to go, he felt someone poking him.
" Hermione? Stop poking me."
" What? I'm not poking you." Hermione said in confusion.
It's me that's poking you! Ron heard Harry's voice again.
What do you want? Ron asked irritably.
Didn't you Hermione's taking two heavy bags?
So…? Ron said to Harry(Thought), suddenly he realized something. Wait, you don't mean…
Oh, yes, Ron.
I'm not doing it! I'm not carrying her bags! She has tons of books!
Please? Okay, Ron can sense Harry's big puppy dog eyes begging him now, It's the least I can do now for Hermione.
It's the last thing Ron wanted to do, but what choice does he have?
" Herms? Here, let me take these for ya." Ron flashed a big smile, and grabbed Hermione's bags.
Hermione look at Ron incredibly.
" Thanks…" She said slowly. " You don't have to…"
" It's okay!" He said through gritted teeth.
1 How many books did she buy? A trillion? Ron thought to himself.
2 Thanks. He heard Harry's voice.
You own me this, Potter. Ron thought.
Hours later, Hermione and Ron appeared from the exit. Ron has six bags on his right hand, and five on his left. He's sweating constantly, which is unusual for such a cool day.
I'll leave you here, okay, um, I'll see you later at your place .Sometime around midnight. Harry said, he's somewhere beside Ron.
You know where my place is? Ron asked, as he kept on walking.
3 Sure I know… Bye!
Then he didn't hear Harry's voice afterwards.
They arrived at Hermione's house several minutes later, after they put the stuff away, Ron slumped on to the twin sofa, exhausted than ever.
Hermione appeared from the kitchen with a can of coke. " Here, this will make you feel better." She handed the coke to Ron, which Ron accepted gratefully.
" You know, this will be so much easier if we just use magic." Ron complained.
" I know, but remember the ministry's rule? No magic in front of muggles."
She sat beside him, thinking.
" Hey, Ron?" She said softly, touching the small silver locket hanging from her neck.
" Yeah?"
" Thanks for watching out for me."
Ron smiled to himself, so Hermione knew.
" You're welcome."