Ron bent down again to kiss her on the lips. He didn't care if everyone else thought it was weird; this would be his last chance. He felt that if she could even tell that he was kissing her, it would somehow make up for what a jerk he had been. He figured she wouldn't know, but it was worth a chance. He leaned down.
And a pair of hazel eyes were looking up at him. He rubbed his eyes, thinking it was his eyes playing tricks on him, but no, she was awake. He checked her pulse, and he felt the faint-but-growing-stronger heartbeats. And she was breathing! This was a miracle of all miracles. Well, at least to Ron, but no one else seemed surprised. He didn't notice that though.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a soft tone. "Everything will be alright, I promise. I won't let anything happen to you." All she could do was nod. Ron picked her up and brought her upstairs to the room she was staying in. He laid her down and tucked her in. "I'm really sorry for everything I did. I want you to know that."
"I know, and I forgive you," Hermione whispered. Ron sat down on a rocking chair that was in the corner and watched her go to sleep. She's okay now, there's no reason to tell her that I love her. It would only freak her out, and that's the last thing I want tonight; another near-death. Maybe sometime, but not now. Now what could I do tomorrow that would nock the socks off of her? Oh, I know! Ron worked on his plan to surprise Hermione all night.
"Mmmm...I smell bacon and eggs. Who's cooking? Mum is gone and I can still smell something good coming from the kitchen, hmmm...I have to check this out," Ginny mumbled to herself. She forced herself to get up and find out what was going on. When she got there Ron was there, cooking away. She went to grab a piece of toast, but he slapped her hand.
"It's not for you. You didn't almost die last night. If you want food, you know the rule 'every Weasley for themselves.' But you look tired, why don't you go back to sleep?"
"Since when has that been the rule? I'm not tired, I'm really not," Ginny says as she yawns. "Okay, maybe just a little."
"When Mum's not around, that's the rule, and you know it. Good Night."
"Morning," corrected Ginny.
"Okay, fine, good morning, not that doesn't work, it sounds like you just woke up."
"I did."
"But you're going to bed, ugh, whatever."
"Bye Ron."
"Bye, hmmm...that works, bye Gin."
Ron continued cooking. Everything had to be perfect. He placed the bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, pumpkin juice and milk on a tray. Then he added a pink flower in a tall purple vase to the tray. He balanced it and started to walk upstairs. Breakfast in bed, this was sure to work. Even though Hermione had already said she forgave him, he wanted to make sure. He pushed the door open to her room and saw her lying there, just as she was before he left. But she was awake. He walked over to the bed and gave Hermione the tray.
She sat up. "You can cook? Are you sure I can trust this?" Hermione joked.
"Yeah, I am, and I'm so sorry about everything. You almost died because of me. I'm glad you are okay. NEVER do something like that again, do you hear me?"
"Yes Mother, never again," Hermione said laughing. Ron started laughing too. They laughed so loud that Harry came down and walked in.
"Hullo," Harry said drowsily. "What's going on in here?"
"Hi Harry, nothing much. Ron made me breakfast, but he didn't get me any jam for my toast." Hermione replied, giving Ron a meaningful look.
"I'll go get the jam," Ron said. He walked out of the room shaking his head. How could I forget the jam? You can't have toast without it.
"How come after all of the times I was sent to the infirmary, I never was never made breakfast in bed?" Harry questioned.
"Oh, and you think all of those piles of candy that were stacked at the foot of your bed every time just appeared out of thin air? Hardly. Just because you never got breakfast in bed doesn't mean we didn't care," Hermione replied.
"He's got it bad for you, doesn't he? You even got a flower."
"I still don't think he likes me."
"You didn't see him cradling your head last night. He even kissed your forehead. Wait, I hear footsteps, I think he's coming. I'll leave now."
At that moment Ron appeared at the door. He gave Harry a smile as Harry walked left the room. Why can't I tell her how much she means to me? Ron thought. It's because of Krum, that's it. He's the one dating Hermione, not me. Besides what if she gets all weird that I like her? I couldn't handle that. I'll do nothing, that's how I'll play it. I'll just act like the best friend, the one I was before Krum came along and messed it all up.
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There was another secret meeting in the 'Study Room' which was more like the 'Meeting Room' the Friday after Hermione's "near-death". They were forced to wait whole week, because Ron wouldn't let Hermione out of his sight until he was sure he was safe. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley didn't know about it though, because if they knew, they would want to know why Hermione was trying to play a trick on Ron, then Ron would have to explain why he was being a jerk, and so on. It was just easier to let it go. "As everyone knows, we can't stay here for too long, but I would just like to commend everyone on the great job we did on getting Ron back to normal. I would also like to thank everyone-"
"Oh, Hermione, you're embarrassing us, stop, we can't handle all of this."
"Shut up Fred, I'm talking here. I want to thank George for the potion, it really did slow down my breathing and heart beat so it was untraceable, just like you said. Gin, that whole speech and the crying deal, that really did the trick, I'm very grateful. Fred, your idea was genus, even if you don't want to be thanked. And Harry, how can I ever thank you for all of the support you gave me? You never sided with him, even though I know it must have been hard for you not to. Harry, thank-"
"Hermione, don't thank me. I didn't do it to be thanked. I did it to be a friend. Although, maybe breakfast in bed next time I'm hurt…" Harry said, interrupting Hermione's thanks. He smiled.
"We give you candy!!! That's the way it is." She smiled back.
"Are you two done? We do have to leave before Ron is done de-gnomeing the yard. It will look weird if we all leave Percy's room together. Let's go," said George, the voice of reason.
Fred and Hermione decided to go outside to watch Ron, while Harry and Ginny went to the twins' room with George, who taught them some spells.
"Guess what I found in the garden. Horklump, the gnomes where eating it," Ron told Hermione and Fred when they walked outside.
"Oh wow," Fred said sarcastically.
Hermione was more enthusiastic. "Really? I read about those. Will you show me?"
Ron beamed. He led Hermione into the garden and showed her the Horklump. Fred just rolled his eyes and went back inside.
"Can you believe that we only have one more week of vacation left?" Harry asked Ginny.
"I know, time sure has flown by," replied Ginny.
"I really don't want vacation to end, I've had a good time here," Harry said and smiled. Ginny just blushed.
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Please review! This story was my first, all my other ones are just side projects, since no one reviewed this one. But this is the only story I really care about, so please review. Just a warning, this is going to become very long.
And a pair of hazel eyes were looking up at him. He rubbed his eyes, thinking it was his eyes playing tricks on him, but no, she was awake. He checked her pulse, and he felt the faint-but-growing-stronger heartbeats. And she was breathing! This was a miracle of all miracles. Well, at least to Ron, but no one else seemed surprised. He didn't notice that though.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a soft tone. "Everything will be alright, I promise. I won't let anything happen to you." All she could do was nod. Ron picked her up and brought her upstairs to the room she was staying in. He laid her down and tucked her in. "I'm really sorry for everything I did. I want you to know that."
"I know, and I forgive you," Hermione whispered. Ron sat down on a rocking chair that was in the corner and watched her go to sleep. She's okay now, there's no reason to tell her that I love her. It would only freak her out, and that's the last thing I want tonight; another near-death. Maybe sometime, but not now. Now what could I do tomorrow that would nock the socks off of her? Oh, I know! Ron worked on his plan to surprise Hermione all night.
"Mmmm...I smell bacon and eggs. Who's cooking? Mum is gone and I can still smell something good coming from the kitchen, hmmm...I have to check this out," Ginny mumbled to herself. She forced herself to get up and find out what was going on. When she got there Ron was there, cooking away. She went to grab a piece of toast, but he slapped her hand.
"It's not for you. You didn't almost die last night. If you want food, you know the rule 'every Weasley for themselves.' But you look tired, why don't you go back to sleep?"
"Since when has that been the rule? I'm not tired, I'm really not," Ginny says as she yawns. "Okay, maybe just a little."
"When Mum's not around, that's the rule, and you know it. Good Night."
"Morning," corrected Ginny.
"Okay, fine, good morning, not that doesn't work, it sounds like you just woke up."
"I did."
"But you're going to bed, ugh, whatever."
"Bye Ron."
"Bye, hmmm...that works, bye Gin."
Ron continued cooking. Everything had to be perfect. He placed the bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, pumpkin juice and milk on a tray. Then he added a pink flower in a tall purple vase to the tray. He balanced it and started to walk upstairs. Breakfast in bed, this was sure to work. Even though Hermione had already said she forgave him, he wanted to make sure. He pushed the door open to her room and saw her lying there, just as she was before he left. But she was awake. He walked over to the bed and gave Hermione the tray.
She sat up. "You can cook? Are you sure I can trust this?" Hermione joked.
"Yeah, I am, and I'm so sorry about everything. You almost died because of me. I'm glad you are okay. NEVER do something like that again, do you hear me?"
"Yes Mother, never again," Hermione said laughing. Ron started laughing too. They laughed so loud that Harry came down and walked in.
"Hullo," Harry said drowsily. "What's going on in here?"
"Hi Harry, nothing much. Ron made me breakfast, but he didn't get me any jam for my toast." Hermione replied, giving Ron a meaningful look.
"I'll go get the jam," Ron said. He walked out of the room shaking his head. How could I forget the jam? You can't have toast without it.
"How come after all of the times I was sent to the infirmary, I never was never made breakfast in bed?" Harry questioned.
"Oh, and you think all of those piles of candy that were stacked at the foot of your bed every time just appeared out of thin air? Hardly. Just because you never got breakfast in bed doesn't mean we didn't care," Hermione replied.
"He's got it bad for you, doesn't he? You even got a flower."
"I still don't think he likes me."
"You didn't see him cradling your head last night. He even kissed your forehead. Wait, I hear footsteps, I think he's coming. I'll leave now."
At that moment Ron appeared at the door. He gave Harry a smile as Harry walked left the room. Why can't I tell her how much she means to me? Ron thought. It's because of Krum, that's it. He's the one dating Hermione, not me. Besides what if she gets all weird that I like her? I couldn't handle that. I'll do nothing, that's how I'll play it. I'll just act like the best friend, the one I was before Krum came along and messed it all up.
* * *
There was another secret meeting in the 'Study Room' which was more like the 'Meeting Room' the Friday after Hermione's "near-death". They were forced to wait whole week, because Ron wouldn't let Hermione out of his sight until he was sure he was safe. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley didn't know about it though, because if they knew, they would want to know why Hermione was trying to play a trick on Ron, then Ron would have to explain why he was being a jerk, and so on. It was just easier to let it go. "As everyone knows, we can't stay here for too long, but I would just like to commend everyone on the great job we did on getting Ron back to normal. I would also like to thank everyone-"
"Oh, Hermione, you're embarrassing us, stop, we can't handle all of this."
"Shut up Fred, I'm talking here. I want to thank George for the potion, it really did slow down my breathing and heart beat so it was untraceable, just like you said. Gin, that whole speech and the crying deal, that really did the trick, I'm very grateful. Fred, your idea was genus, even if you don't want to be thanked. And Harry, how can I ever thank you for all of the support you gave me? You never sided with him, even though I know it must have been hard for you not to. Harry, thank-"
"Hermione, don't thank me. I didn't do it to be thanked. I did it to be a friend. Although, maybe breakfast in bed next time I'm hurt…" Harry said, interrupting Hermione's thanks. He smiled.
"We give you candy!!! That's the way it is." She smiled back.
"Are you two done? We do have to leave before Ron is done de-gnomeing the yard. It will look weird if we all leave Percy's room together. Let's go," said George, the voice of reason.
Fred and Hermione decided to go outside to watch Ron, while Harry and Ginny went to the twins' room with George, who taught them some spells.
"Guess what I found in the garden. Horklump, the gnomes where eating it," Ron told Hermione and Fred when they walked outside.
"Oh wow," Fred said sarcastically.
Hermione was more enthusiastic. "Really? I read about those. Will you show me?"
Ron beamed. He led Hermione into the garden and showed her the Horklump. Fred just rolled his eyes and went back inside.
"Can you believe that we only have one more week of vacation left?" Harry asked Ginny.
"I know, time sure has flown by," replied Ginny.
"I really don't want vacation to end, I've had a good time here," Harry said and smiled. Ginny just blushed.
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Please review! This story was my first, all my other ones are just side projects, since no one reviewed this one. But this is the only story I really care about, so please review. Just a warning, this is going to become very long.