Hero
Chapter 7
THIS ONE TIME, AT HOGWARTS: (ok, i couldn't think of any other way to get into the synopsis for last chapter, so sue me) Professor Trelawny predicted that Ron was having feelings for a close friend. Hermione was late for potions and had to sit next to Malfoy. Malfoy tried to sexually harass her again (If I were her...no, cant say that, littluns may be reading) And Hermione kicked him in the nuts!
DISCLAIMER: i dont own these characters, I wish I did, but sadly I dont.
A/N: Thank you so much for all of your reviews. i started writing this fic on Friday night and now it is sunday and I have 42 reviews. You lot rock.
Please enjoy the next chapter of this master peice (of crap)
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Ron was spellbound by the crakling fire. Fire was one of the most beautiful things in the world to Ron. He could sit and watch it all day. The way the flickers of orange and red interacted with each other, the way to wood was broken down to tiny little embers.
He also loved fires because that was the first charm he had ever learnt how to do. When he was 7, Fred and George taught it to him and his mother had to chase him around the house putting out all of the little spot fires he had started.
Time would seem to stop when Ron would look into a burning fire place. He would get caught up in the dancing flames and he would forget every thing else he had to do, with was what had happened to him tonight.
"Weasley, you stood me up" Hermione's exlaimation brought his mind back to the common room.
"What?" He questioned
"You stood me up, you said that you were just coming back to the common room to get your notes and that was 2 hours ago" Hermione reminded, checking her watch.
"Oh, Mione, I am so sorry, I sort of got addicted to the fire and I started thinking, I completely forgot. please forgive me" He begged
"Why should i forgive you, if I forgive you this time you will think that you have the right to stand me up all of the time" She explained and collapsed onto the chair beside him.
"You'll forgive me since you love me so much" Ron joked, Hermione just looked at him like he had gone completely bonkers.
"Since when did I love you" Hermione asked
"Since always, I just have this quality, i am irresistable" Ron grinned
"Yeah right" she dismissed
"No, I kid you not, that is what all of the girls in America called me, Irresistable Ron" He smiled
"I dont belive it, they probably called you really annoying Ron" She shot back
"Naw, the ladies over there loved me, I had them all in the palm of my hand, they fell in love with the accent" Ron explained
"They probably thought you sounded like a total prat" she retorted, he just laughed.
"Whatever, you are just annoyed that I stood you up." He teased.
"What was so interesting about the damn fire any way?" hermione asked
"I dont know if I can explain it to you Mione, it is just some thing that has always gotten to me. The beauty of one of the worlds elements. The symbolism of it being both death and life... I dont know" Ron tried to explain. Hermione listen carefully and then looked into the fire. She spent a few minutes taking in its beauty before turning to Ron.
"Did you have a girlfriend in the states?" She asked, part of her didn't want to know the answer, but she felt herself needing to know.
"We were never in the one place for long enough, but there were a few girls" She said shyly.
"Oh"
"Why?" Ron asked
"Oh, well, you were saying that you were irresistable Ron, I was just wondering if you were that irristable." Hermione explained.
"What about you, and summer lovin for you?" Ron asked
"No, nothing interesting" She replied.
"Hermione, I am glad that this year we have been able to talk to each other. The last couple of years we have been fighting so much that we can hardly fit any thing else into our life. But I am glad we have become such great friends this year" Ron smiled, his sincerity was pulling at Hermiones heart. She was glad that she had Ron to share her life with.
"Well, what are friends for, Harry is may be busy with his own life, but you know you will always have me" Hermione offered.
"And I will always be there for you" He added and pulled Hermione into a tight hug.
"But I sware, if you ever stand me up again I will rip you to shreads" Hermione growled.
"It was studing in the library, not like I left you at the altar Mione" He smiled
"Still, it is the principal of it all" She groaned, annoyed, He had made a valid point.
"Dont worry, I will always be there when you need me, even if it is just to be at the library" Ron promised. Hermione then realised that she was sitting in Ron's arms. She closed her eyes and mindlessly snuggled closer to him. His warmth was radiating over her also. She could feel the rise and fall of Ron chest as he took, slow, even, breaths. His heart was beating oddly fast.
"Are you ok Ron" She asked and looked up into his eyes.
"I am fine, are you ok" He asked studpidly, but Hermione realised he still didn't move his arm, he had not said anything about her sitting so close to him either.
Ron was looking at the fire again, his hand softly stroking Hermione's hair. He felt so relaxed with her in his arms, almost as though she was meant to be there. The prediction from divinations class kept poping up in Ron's mind. Could it be that he had feelings for Hermione. No, he kept telling himself, she was Hermione, who would disappear for days at a time because she was locked up in the library studying, Hermione, who's annoying cat Croohshanks got into every thing and scraped his claws down his Quidditch jersey.
He couldn't possibly have feelings for her....Could he?
'If i don't'. his mind yelled 'why the hell does it feel so right to be holding her like this. Why does it feel like a lost part of me was finally back?'
But with these revelations came the most horrifing truth of all.
This mean't Professor Trelawney was right.
"Ron" Hermione's whispered interupted him
"Yeah, Mione?" he asked
"I am going to go to bed, Good night" She replied and, after giving him a final tight hug, pried herself away from him on the couch.
"Night, see you in the morning" He smiled, watched her laeve, and then went back to the dying fire.
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Well, ok, I know it was really short. But I didn't quite know what else to put in this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it.
I will have another chapter ready for posting either today or tomorrow.
Keep to reviews coming people
Thank you for reading and sorry bout the spelling
Chapter 7
THIS ONE TIME, AT HOGWARTS: (ok, i couldn't think of any other way to get into the synopsis for last chapter, so sue me) Professor Trelawny predicted that Ron was having feelings for a close friend. Hermione was late for potions and had to sit next to Malfoy. Malfoy tried to sexually harass her again (If I were her...no, cant say that, littluns may be reading) And Hermione kicked him in the nuts!
DISCLAIMER: i dont own these characters, I wish I did, but sadly I dont.
A/N: Thank you so much for all of your reviews. i started writing this fic on Friday night and now it is sunday and I have 42 reviews. You lot rock.
Please enjoy the next chapter of this master peice (of crap)
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Ron was spellbound by the crakling fire. Fire was one of the most beautiful things in the world to Ron. He could sit and watch it all day. The way the flickers of orange and red interacted with each other, the way to wood was broken down to tiny little embers.
He also loved fires because that was the first charm he had ever learnt how to do. When he was 7, Fred and George taught it to him and his mother had to chase him around the house putting out all of the little spot fires he had started.
Time would seem to stop when Ron would look into a burning fire place. He would get caught up in the dancing flames and he would forget every thing else he had to do, with was what had happened to him tonight.
"Weasley, you stood me up" Hermione's exlaimation brought his mind back to the common room.
"What?" He questioned
"You stood me up, you said that you were just coming back to the common room to get your notes and that was 2 hours ago" Hermione reminded, checking her watch.
"Oh, Mione, I am so sorry, I sort of got addicted to the fire and I started thinking, I completely forgot. please forgive me" He begged
"Why should i forgive you, if I forgive you this time you will think that you have the right to stand me up all of the time" She explained and collapsed onto the chair beside him.
"You'll forgive me since you love me so much" Ron joked, Hermione just looked at him like he had gone completely bonkers.
"Since when did I love you" Hermione asked
"Since always, I just have this quality, i am irresistable" Ron grinned
"Yeah right" she dismissed
"No, I kid you not, that is what all of the girls in America called me, Irresistable Ron" He smiled
"I dont belive it, they probably called you really annoying Ron" She shot back
"Naw, the ladies over there loved me, I had them all in the palm of my hand, they fell in love with the accent" Ron explained
"They probably thought you sounded like a total prat" she retorted, he just laughed.
"Whatever, you are just annoyed that I stood you up." He teased.
"What was so interesting about the damn fire any way?" hermione asked
"I dont know if I can explain it to you Mione, it is just some thing that has always gotten to me. The beauty of one of the worlds elements. The symbolism of it being both death and life... I dont know" Ron tried to explain. Hermione listen carefully and then looked into the fire. She spent a few minutes taking in its beauty before turning to Ron.
"Did you have a girlfriend in the states?" She asked, part of her didn't want to know the answer, but she felt herself needing to know.
"We were never in the one place for long enough, but there were a few girls" She said shyly.
"Oh"
"Why?" Ron asked
"Oh, well, you were saying that you were irresistable Ron, I was just wondering if you were that irristable." Hermione explained.
"What about you, and summer lovin for you?" Ron asked
"No, nothing interesting" She replied.
"Hermione, I am glad that this year we have been able to talk to each other. The last couple of years we have been fighting so much that we can hardly fit any thing else into our life. But I am glad we have become such great friends this year" Ron smiled, his sincerity was pulling at Hermiones heart. She was glad that she had Ron to share her life with.
"Well, what are friends for, Harry is may be busy with his own life, but you know you will always have me" Hermione offered.
"And I will always be there for you" He added and pulled Hermione into a tight hug.
"But I sware, if you ever stand me up again I will rip you to shreads" Hermione growled.
"It was studing in the library, not like I left you at the altar Mione" He smiled
"Still, it is the principal of it all" She groaned, annoyed, He had made a valid point.
"Dont worry, I will always be there when you need me, even if it is just to be at the library" Ron promised. Hermione then realised that she was sitting in Ron's arms. She closed her eyes and mindlessly snuggled closer to him. His warmth was radiating over her also. She could feel the rise and fall of Ron chest as he took, slow, even, breaths. His heart was beating oddly fast.
"Are you ok Ron" She asked and looked up into his eyes.
"I am fine, are you ok" He asked studpidly, but Hermione realised he still didn't move his arm, he had not said anything about her sitting so close to him either.
Ron was looking at the fire again, his hand softly stroking Hermione's hair. He felt so relaxed with her in his arms, almost as though she was meant to be there. The prediction from divinations class kept poping up in Ron's mind. Could it be that he had feelings for Hermione. No, he kept telling himself, she was Hermione, who would disappear for days at a time because she was locked up in the library studying, Hermione, who's annoying cat Croohshanks got into every thing and scraped his claws down his Quidditch jersey.
He couldn't possibly have feelings for her....Could he?
'If i don't'. his mind yelled 'why the hell does it feel so right to be holding her like this. Why does it feel like a lost part of me was finally back?'
But with these revelations came the most horrifing truth of all.
This mean't Professor Trelawney was right.
"Ron" Hermione's whispered interupted him
"Yeah, Mione?" he asked
"I am going to go to bed, Good night" She replied and, after giving him a final tight hug, pried herself away from him on the couch.
"Night, see you in the morning" He smiled, watched her laeve, and then went back to the dying fire.
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Well, ok, I know it was really short. But I didn't quite know what else to put in this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it.
I will have another chapter ready for posting either today or tomorrow.
Keep to reviews coming people
Thank you for reading and sorry bout the spelling