Chapter 2
The Kiss
"Harry? What are you talking about?" Ron was still furious and so confused. What was this all about?
"You took her." Harry replied holding back some tears.
"Took her? Took who?" Ron was definitely confused.
"Hermione."
Ron was totally surprised. He had never showed any "more-than-friend" feelings toward Hermione. "Hermione? How-how could I have taken Hermione?"
"I see it when she looks at you. When you look at her." Harry said with a single tear falling down his face.
"Harry, are you crazy? I don't even thinks she likes me." Harry scoffed and Ron glared at him. "And besides, I thought you liked Cho."
"I did. But- it's just that-" Harry actually didn't know. He wasn't sure. When he was with Hermione he felt special. He felt that nothing else mattered. Surely Harry didn't love Hermione- he just liked her a lot. "And Ron, don't be such a prick. Hermione told me she felt something for you."
"Yeah, right, whatever, Harry." Ron scowled at him and stood over him, pretending not to here that last comment. A brilliant girl like Hermione could never feel anything for Ron. Ron stared at Harry as though he was a piece of dirt he couldn't wait to sweep away. Ron was furious. He took one last look at Harry, said something to him that if Hermione was there she would slap him in the mouth. Anger filled his body. He got up and left. How was he going to explain to Professor Flitwick what happened?
Ron walked for what seemed like hours to Charms. He came in awfully grumpy and Professor Flitwick didn't notice. He was trying to get Neville of the ceiling. Apparently, his Flying Charm didn't work. He spotted Hermione floating above the ground- doing backflips in the air. When she saw him she landed right next to him looking anxious.
"So, what's up?" Hermione asked. Ron seemed to forget all of his troubles when he looked into her brown eyes. He felt like he could see deep inside her soul. He saw kindness, warmth, courage, wisdom, beauty... "Ron?"
"Oh- um." Ron didn't seem up to telling her that he was in love with her. Not yet. "I have no idea. He just kept on-"
"Okay, class, it's time to go. Hurry and get your things. I want a report on exactly what you did, what the incantation was to fly, if you succeeded, and any other additional information you would like to add about flying. Hurry, now. Remember, it's due on Monday!" Professor Flitwick said almost toppling over his pile of books.
Ron and Hermione left the classroom together. This was probably the one of the first times it was just the two of them. Hermione walked closer to him and Ron didn't move back. Then Ron pulled her aside.
"Hermione, I just wanted to say that I like you. I really do and- you're just so wonderful and your so much to me and-" Ron was looking deeply into her brown eyes and she was looking into his. Ron tucked Hermione's brown hair behind her ear and leaned in. Hermione was leaning in also. Ron's heart was racing. Then they're lips met. Ron felt like he was floating. Hermione completely melted into the kiss. Her arms were wrapped around his neck. Ron longed for this moment to never end, but Ron had to know. "Hermione, do you feel anything for me?"
"Oh, Ron." She let go of him and ran down the corridor. This was it. Ron knew he shouldn't have told her yet, but he wanted to. He was left alone and a terrible pain seized his heart. It was if his heart was breaking.
Hermione ran and ran to the Gryffindor common room. When she got there, it was completely deserted because everyone was out having lunch. She sat down on the same squashy chair in front of the fire and cried her eyes out. She did, indeed feel something for Ron. Ron made her happy, he made her laugh, he was so kind, but she did have feelings for someone else. She had feelings for Harry. Then someone strolled out of the boys' dormitories, his face stained with tears.
"Harry?" Hermione asked wiping her own tears. "Harry, are you all right?"
Harry took a seat. "Hermione, I do have feelings for you and I know I didn't tell you and."
Hermione jumped to her feet. "How dare you, Harry! You never liked me. I liked you since first year! I tried to give you hints, but you were always talking about Cho! Always! And I tried again last year, I gave you a kiss on the cheek, but- but." Hermione began sobbing hysterically. "You never liked me until now and you know it, Harry!"
"No, Hermione. You're wrong. I didn't actually know when I started liking you, but I- I do now."
"Oh, that helps! Really!" Hermione snapped sarcastically.
"Will you listen? Please!" Harry asked looking at her pleadingly.
"No! I've had enough for one day!" Hermione stalked away and left the common room leaving Harry alone.
Someone entered about 20 seconds after Hermione left. Harry jumped, thinking it was her, but it was-
"You." Harry said through his teeth. "What are you doing here, Ron?"
"Shut it, Harry." Ron climbed up the stairs and went to his four poster.
He always gets what he wants. Of course, Harry the hero. Hermione would never like me if famous Harry Potter liked her, too. I'll never be with Hermione now Ron thought.
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That was Chapter 2! Hope you liked it! I know, it was pretty short. Please review and no flaming! Well, please visit my site, The Patronus.
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