Ron opened his eyes. Immediately, the image of Hermione's face flew into
his head. For some reason, he was worried.
He flung open the hangings on the side of his bed. The dormitory was deserted, but that didn't mean anything. The only other person that had been sleeping there was Harry. The two friends, Ginny and Hermione were the only people in Gryffindor Tower that week, everyone else had returned home for the extra week of holidays. Fred and George had laughed so hard when Ron had refused to go home. But he didn't care. It was more time to spend with Hermione.
But this morning, Ron's feeling of worry kept eating at him. Without thinking, he half ran, half fell down the stairs to find, Hermione.
She looked up calmly. Upon seeing his hair practically standing on end and the strange panicked expression on his face, she did the only thing she could do. She burst out laughing.
"What's wrong with you this morning?" she managed to say between giggles.
Ron grinned sheepishly. What had been wrong with him? It had been like an uncontrollable fear that Hermione was, well, gone. He shook himself mentally. "Don't be such a twat Weasley."
He shook his head. "Nothing 'Mione."
He opened his mouth to say more but Hermione held up her hand, silencing him.
"Before you say anything, please go up and get changed! I can't talk to you seriously looking like that!"
"Nice!" Ron turned and climbed the stairs laughing.
Five minutes later Ron came back down the stairs, looking much more presentable. Hermione walked over to him.
"That's better. Now, what were you going to say."
"Well, I was thinking of opening the conversation with 'Good Morning' thought I might throw in a 'You look really beautiful' somewhere."
Hermione went to slap him on the arm, but Ron grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. His other hand slid around her waist as he kissed her.
Hermione smiled up at him as they pulled away from each other.
"Where are Harry and Ginny?" Ron asked her. Hermione dissolved into giggles again.
"They went out walking, really early this morning. Harry went into Ginny's dormitory, I can hear everything in there, the ceiling must be thin or something. They're so cute Ron! Harry kept spouting all these corny lines. Oh it was so sweet!"
There was a smile playing on Ron's lips. " So you DON'T like corny lines? Damn. That's my whole game plan out the window."
"I didn't say that! I just don't find Harry spouting them particularly appealing. It's different when it's you." Hermione broke into a broad smile.
"Oh, well in that case. What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?"
Hermione's laughter was silenced by another kiss. Ron pulled her even closer to him and Hermione pulled herself up on tiptoe, trying to move closer to Ron. They both felt exactly the same at that moment. They both wanted to be as close to each other as they possibly could, but just they couldn't.
Hermione pulled back from Ron in surprise. The solution had hit her. She knew. She knew that it was right. She knew that she wanted to. She knew that Ron was the only person that she would trust enough.
"'Mione?" Ron whispered. "'Mione, is there something wrong?"
Hermione shook her head. She raised her eyes to his. She saw it in his eyes. She saw a hunger in them. He wanted her. He felt the same way.
"I want to Ron."
Ron almost took a step back. "Are you sure? You don't have to. If you're not ready. If it's still too soon-"
Hermione placed a finger over his lips. "No. I want to. I love you."
Ron looked down at her and knew that she meant it. "I love you too 'Mione. I love you so much."
With that, Ron bent down slightly and lifted Hermione up in his arms. Kissing her softly, he carried her to the deserted dormitory.
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A/N: I like the rating I have so if my calculations are correct, I'll just censor the next part. Use your imaginations!
He flung open the hangings on the side of his bed. The dormitory was deserted, but that didn't mean anything. The only other person that had been sleeping there was Harry. The two friends, Ginny and Hermione were the only people in Gryffindor Tower that week, everyone else had returned home for the extra week of holidays. Fred and George had laughed so hard when Ron had refused to go home. But he didn't care. It was more time to spend with Hermione.
But this morning, Ron's feeling of worry kept eating at him. Without thinking, he half ran, half fell down the stairs to find, Hermione.
She looked up calmly. Upon seeing his hair practically standing on end and the strange panicked expression on his face, she did the only thing she could do. She burst out laughing.
"What's wrong with you this morning?" she managed to say between giggles.
Ron grinned sheepishly. What had been wrong with him? It had been like an uncontrollable fear that Hermione was, well, gone. He shook himself mentally. "Don't be such a twat Weasley."
He shook his head. "Nothing 'Mione."
He opened his mouth to say more but Hermione held up her hand, silencing him.
"Before you say anything, please go up and get changed! I can't talk to you seriously looking like that!"
"Nice!" Ron turned and climbed the stairs laughing.
Five minutes later Ron came back down the stairs, looking much more presentable. Hermione walked over to him.
"That's better. Now, what were you going to say."
"Well, I was thinking of opening the conversation with 'Good Morning' thought I might throw in a 'You look really beautiful' somewhere."
Hermione went to slap him on the arm, but Ron grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. His other hand slid around her waist as he kissed her.
Hermione smiled up at him as they pulled away from each other.
"Where are Harry and Ginny?" Ron asked her. Hermione dissolved into giggles again.
"They went out walking, really early this morning. Harry went into Ginny's dormitory, I can hear everything in there, the ceiling must be thin or something. They're so cute Ron! Harry kept spouting all these corny lines. Oh it was so sweet!"
There was a smile playing on Ron's lips. " So you DON'T like corny lines? Damn. That's my whole game plan out the window."
"I didn't say that! I just don't find Harry spouting them particularly appealing. It's different when it's you." Hermione broke into a broad smile.
"Oh, well in that case. What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?"
Hermione's laughter was silenced by another kiss. Ron pulled her even closer to him and Hermione pulled herself up on tiptoe, trying to move closer to Ron. They both felt exactly the same at that moment. They both wanted to be as close to each other as they possibly could, but just they couldn't.
Hermione pulled back from Ron in surprise. The solution had hit her. She knew. She knew that it was right. She knew that she wanted to. She knew that Ron was the only person that she would trust enough.
"'Mione?" Ron whispered. "'Mione, is there something wrong?"
Hermione shook her head. She raised her eyes to his. She saw it in his eyes. She saw a hunger in them. He wanted her. He felt the same way.
"I want to Ron."
Ron almost took a step back. "Are you sure? You don't have to. If you're not ready. If it's still too soon-"
Hermione placed a finger over his lips. "No. I want to. I love you."
Ron looked down at her and knew that she meant it. "I love you too 'Mione. I love you so much."
With that, Ron bent down slightly and lifted Hermione up in his arms. Kissing her softly, he carried her to the deserted dormitory.
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A/N: I like the rating I have so if my calculations are correct, I'll just censor the next part. Use your imaginations!